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my computer is STILL getting fixed, so poor Ryndel has been frozen in Mordor for over a month
#âIM NOT EVEN PLOT RELATED GET ME OUT OF HEREâ#lotro#I miss lotro so much#not even Mordor but the rest of it#let me play so I can get out of Doom Land PLEASE
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16 please đ
Congrats btw for your 2K milestone!! đ WAHOO
number 16, coming right up! thank you for playing and for the congratulations, lovely <3 i hope this one makes you laugh!
(this is lightseoul's 2k milestone event ft. bakugou katsuki! to play, view the numbered list of prompts here, then simply send an ask with your chosen number and i'll whip something up!)
16. "I WANT TO GO HOME TO MY WIFE." (0.7k)
itâs probably by the tenth sigh of the nightânot that anyoneâs countingâthat poor kaminari finally snaps.
âseriously, dude?â
bakugou, whoâs seated across from him with kirishima and sero adjacent to the both of them, only lazily raises an eyebrow in question.
at that, the electric hero pouts. âat least try to pretend youâre having fun.â
a few feet ahead of themâthe men collectively chose to be seated at the back of the small dive bar despite kaminariâs protestsâthe stand-up comedian currently doing a set cracks another joke. an undercurrent of laughter flows across the room, but none of the four contribute to that.
âsorry, denki,â sero starts, a not-so-apologetic expression plastered on his face. âiâm with bakugou on this one.â
the slim, ebony-haired man glances at the stage, âthe jokes arenât landing for me either.â
âaww, come on, you guys!â kirishima, the ever-unfailing saint that he is, pipes up with a borderline overcompensating grin. âletâs just stay for a while longer for denki, alright?â
sero shrugs in response, but turns in his seat toward the stage anyway. bakugou, on the other hand, only grumbles before reaching for his phone in his right pocket.
thumbing his password under the table, his fingers click on the messages app, then to his number one favorite contact.
for a second, he debates whether or not to shoot you a text. you were so excited to finally get started on that anime youâve been meaning to watch, that you almost seemed like you didnât care that he was leaving you home for the night to hang out with the guys.
biting on his lip, he absentmindedly goes through your last exchange before finally deciding fuck it.
while typing out a well-crafted message, his eyes dart between his screen to his friends then back down again, trying to seem inconspicuous.
the last thing he needs is for the bored tape hero to tease him with that annoying ass shit-eating grin of his.
reading through it one last time, bakugou finally presses the send button.
much to his delight, it doesnât even take you a minute to reply.
(8:43 PM) baby đ§Ą: heey! iâm still watchingâam on episode 5 now. hbu? arenât you busy with the boys?
the smile he wasnât aware heâs been sporting immediately drops when heâs reminded of the predicament heâs in. peering back up at the front, he has to fight the groan that threatens to bubble from his mouth when another performer goes up.
oh, well. at least youâre texting him right now.
he quickly types out his response.
(8:45 PM) me: Busy being fucking tortured. This is the worst night ever.
âyo, bro, who got you smiling like that?â
bakugou whips to glare at the culprit, whoâs now wearing the very same shit-eating grin heâs just been thinking about avoiding a few moments ago.
pocketing his phone, bakugou snarls at the man. âshut the fuck up. all that doom-scrolling is rotting your fucking brain.â
âi think you getting the reference says something about you, too, bakubro,â kirishima offers from beside him.
bakugou shoots the redhead a menacing scowl, which the unbreakable hero accepts in stride.
âare you guys even listening?â comes kaminariâs whine.
âsorry, denks,â sero replies, before turning to regard the rest of the group. âi thought we agreed to stop doing these guysâ night outs? none of us are as good at planning get-togethers as mina.â
at that slightest bit of opening, bakugou takes the opportunity and moves to stand up, grabbing his wallet and car keys before inserting them in his back pocket, surprising the three men.
before any of them can say a single word, though, bakugou tries to shrug nonchalantly, muttering his simple explanation.
âwhat was that?â came seroâs teasing tone.
âi want to go home to my wife, idiot,â bakugou barks before he can stop himself.
at that, kaminari finally throws his hands up in defeat.
kirishima only shrugs himself, âthat clicks.â
while the menace snickers. âsimp.â
#i love LOVE writing the bakusquad#missing mina here but hopefully she makes an appearance in my other drabbles for this event!#bakugou x reader#bakugou x y/n#bakugou katsuki x reader#bakugou imagines#mha imagines#bnha imagines#mha scenarios#bnha scenarios#bnha x reader#mha x reader#bakugou x you#bakugou imagine#bakugou drabble#bakugo x reader#bakugo x y/n#bkg#2k milestone drabble
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From the Air - A Logangstamatic by Orb Manson
A little more animation than last time, but probably should still be called an animatic at most...
My "logangstamatic" project consists of about 26 different short animations and animatics (and maybe a lyric video or two), in each one, I take a song that reminds me of Logan from Sanders Sides and animate a short section of it in a different way!
The idea is to give a tiny taste of the type of work I want to do, when I someday have better means and the actual time and dedication to give to such projects, haha.
For more information on the full project, go here!
This one features the song "From the Air" by Laurie Anderson, and was animated by me by drawing and creating a bunch of paper doll versions of the characters (most dressed in costumes) as well as creating a paper theater and seats and props and stage setting, then using basic stop-motion techniques to create more of a photo montage of sorts of the story progressing, and used tissue paper to simulate fire. Everything was shot on my phone and then edited in the inShot app.
This song was chosen mainly because I have been a fan of Laurie Anderson's unique music for a very long time, and I originally wanted to do something for "O Superman" from the same album, but I felt this song fit Logan and his thought process way better, especially with how things are going for him currently in the series (and are bound to keep going at this rate).
I don't know why, but when listening to this song while thinking of Logan, I vividly imagined the words being spoken not by a pilot as a plane was crashing, but rather a stage manager watching everything unravel behind the scenes of a doomed stage play and once a spark sets the curtain aflame, he begins giving instructions on what to do, taking charge to clear things out but not once bothering to fight the flames, knowing no one would listen to what he has to say anyway, and eventually even revelling in how this is one of the only ways he can regain control of this unending stage of drama...
The storyboard was drawn almost instantly, haha, it just took a lot longer to find time to make all the pieces and then get it all put together.
Like the other video, I'd love to someday animate this whole song in a similar manner, preferably with a better camera and better software so it comes out more presentable and with way more animation on display. I was very limited in what I could accomplish with this, so if given the chance, I'd love to do it again but better.
I already have a few more of these other animatics and animations in progress, so stay tuned for those coming soon. As I said, there will be 26 in total!
If you liked this, please let me know with a like or a comment! It is greatly appreciated!!
Music Credits:
"From The Air" by Laurie Anderson, from the album Big Science
Art Credits:
All art, props, and animation done by me!
Character Credits:
Logan, Virgil, Roman, Patton, Remus, Janus, and Thomas Sanders are characters from Thomas Sanders' series, Sanders Sides
Lyrics Used In This Video:
Good evening
This is your captain
We are about to attempt a crash landing
Please extinguish all cigarettes
Place your tray tables in their upright, locked position
Your captain says:
Put your head on your knees
Your captain says:
Put your head in your hands
Captain says:
Put your hands on your head
Put your hands on your hips
Heh heh
This is your captain
And we are going down
We are all going down
Together
And I said "uh oh"
This is gonna be some day
Standby
This is the time
And this is the record of the time
This is the time
And this is the record of the time
#sanders sides#logan sanders#thomas sanders#roman sanders#animation#patton sanders#virgil sanders#janus sanders#remus sanders#logan angst#Logangstamatic Project#orb cant draw#music#stop motion#paper theatre#long post#Youtube
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unsure if this has been said before but please let me get what i want (the deftones vers specifically) feels very fitting for pinepaw or maybe even rainhaze. the family guys who are almost foils to each other when they're both going through a messy rough time đ€
I really like this suggestion, because Morrissey is my current voiceclaim for Pinepaw so he's very Smiths-coded in my mind.
Haven't had a dream in a long time See, the life I've had Could make a good man bad
So for once in my life Let me get what I want Lord knows it would be the last time Lord knows it would be the first time
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Oh my friend, British men screeching is just about my favorite musical styling.
Want land in the valley There's pieces of you breaking off (Pieces of you breaking off)
Big money's in the basin, you don't come back without it He's killing with abandon to get over the mountain Got darkest rum from Mama, seething in the liver Blood disease from Papi, poisoning the river
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Friends on the Other Side works pretty well for Ranger, at the very least his attitude. Rainhaze's deal came from desperation rather than greed, but I do like things that speak to his thoughtless self-centeredness and hero complex.
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That's a Rainhaze song if I ever heard one!
Stuck in the middle of a forest made of Flesh and bones and they're all scared of A lost little boy who has lost his heart Fear's not enough, they have to Tear him apart
Follow the scent of iron sinking Deeper into corpses rotting But they can't hear you talk, talk, talk About every little thing
And the Hound Is humming you A lie, a lullaby
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Ohh, yeah... I can see it.
I wonder who I'd be If all these bad things Didn't happen to me
I must be The Virgin Mary To create a son Who will suffer so much <- the sloug.......
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The tone of the song is pretty light, but I can see the lyrics working! Especially drawing parallels between the original great destruction and the current onslaught.
Oh god, come quickly The execution of all things Let's start with the bears and the air And mountains, rivers and streams Then we'll murder what matters to you And move on to your neighbors and kids Crush all hopes of happiness with disease 'Cause of what you did
And lastly, you're all alone with nothing left but sleep But sleep never comes to you It's the guilt and forever wakefulness of the weak It's just you and me
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Ah, that musical is on my watchlist but I haven't gotten around to it yet. I've heard pretty good things, though!
I roar! And you cry! I'm the reason You run and hide!
You better leave your hopes behind No one's gonna stop him You better hope he's out of sight Or you're doomed to be a victim
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Objectively wild pull, but I do love Johnny Cash, and his voice reminds me a lot of what Mallowstar's would be like. I like this song a lot with him. :,]
Well, I won't back down, no I won't back down You can stand me up at the gates of Hell But I won't back down
Well, I know what's right, I got just one life In a world that keeps on pushin' me around But I stand my ground and I won't back down <- wahh mallowstar...
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I'd definitely this has big Slugpelt energy.
Dear, I fear we're facing a problem You love me no longer, I know And maybe there is nothing That I can do to make you do Mama tells me I shouldn't bother
Lately I have desperately pondered, Spent my nights awake and I wonder What I could have done in another way To make you stay
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It's a pretty good song!
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YAY Queen song! This is interesting; I can see it very well with characters that are still a spoiler to talk about.
So much ado, my lover So many games we played Through every fleeted summer Through every precious day
All dead, all dead All the dreams we had And I wonder why I still live on All dead, all dead And alone, I'm spared My sweeter half instead All dead and gone
Damn I ran out of video links
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goodbye yellow brick road
the spot x musician! gn! reader
authorâs note: this is the cheesiest thing i have ever written and i apologize for the tooth rotting sweetness in here⊠also! itâs important to know what this song sounds like, so here you go! when you see orange text, itâs song lyrics, so go listen!
be like me and listen on LOOP ANYWAYS. also, please let me know if yâall want more spot fanfic (i can tone down the cheese if yâall want) đ«Ąâ€ïž
âA BAGEL, HONEY. THE CHILD HIT ME WITH A BAGEL.â
âi know i know john, i saw- youâre so brave for enduring that, i would have NEVER survived.â
âoh, shut up.â
âmake me.â
you and john always loved your flirty bickering after a long day at alchemax. every day at exactly 6:30, you and your husband would walk hand in hand down the gum covered sidewalk, talking about your day, your hopes, your dreams, the usual. your boyfriend was a busy, busy man, but he always made time for you. even if he had to stay late at the office, he would INSIST on walking you home, and returning to work after dinner with you. to put it quite frankly: his world revolved around you. he thought you were the most attractive person to ever grace the earth, and was constantly asking himself how he could end up with someone so perfect⊠and hot. you didnât understand why, as you saw yourself as nothing more than a lowly secretary, doomed to be rushing papers back and forth to men for the rest of your days. it wasnât your job of choice, but it payed well, and seeing john absolutely flourish at work made it all worth it.
this specific night, you went about your usual weekday routine with your boyfriend: order some takeout, make out on the couch for a while, discuss mortality, and then fall asleep. but, something was off.
10:30pm
ây/n, stop rolling around, pleaseâ
âsorry.â
11pm
âjohn? you awake?â
and as the clocks struck midnight, you got out of bed, trying to find a way to occupy yourself, tire yourself out enough to shut your eyes and actually fall asleep. it was at this moment you turned your eyes away from the kitchen pantry, looking to grab a midnight snack, and instead looked towards the small, spinet piano on the back wall. you usually tried to avoid this sight, as it reminded you of a life you never achieved, a goal you never reached⊠but tonight? you needed it. you needed to play this piano more than anything else. you sat down at the instrument, silently cursing yourself for doing this. you wondered what song to play, flipping through decisions in your head- but, that was all futile, as your hands and heart had a different idea, and you began to slowly play the opening notes to elton johnâs âgoodbye yellow brick roadâ.
when are you gonna come down?
when are you going to land?
against your usual better judgement, you started softly singing after the first verse, careful not to wake johnathan.
i shouldâve stayed on the farm
i should have listened to my old man
ây/n?â jonathan called as he stirred awake, unaware that his partner was already lost in their own world.
you know you canât hold me forever
i didnât sign up with you
iâm not a present for your friends to open
this boyâs too young to be singing the blues
johnathan couldnât believe his eyes. there you were, his partner, playing the piano and singing your heart out like your life depended on it. he was truly awestruck. he didnât want to interrupt your beautiful moment, but he had to say somethingâŠ
ây/nâ-
he couldnât even get through your whole name before you turned around, quicker than lightning, with a terrified look on your face.
âoh my word jonathan i am so SO so sorry i probably woke you up with all my damn wailing, and i just donât know what happened this isnât-â
he shut you up with a kiss before you could say another word. the two of you stayed there, enjoying each otherâs embrace in the dead of night, when your husband pulls away, asking, âwhy didnât you tell me you could sing and play like THAT?â
it was a touchy subject for you. you always wanted to be a musician, and a great one at that, but it just wasnât financially feasible for you. you had bills to take care of, bills that music just wouldnât pay.
âi- i donât really play much any more. or sing. i always dreamed of becoming as great as bach or mozart or someone- but, it was a stupid, stupid dream. i mean⊠iâm happy where i am now.â
âare you though?â he questioned.
you thought about this for a minute. were you REALLY happy? well, you had a loving husband and a good paying job- you should be happy. but you didnât have one thing- music. money didnât matter when music was what got you through so many rough patches in life. seeing your internal battle, johnathon grabbed your chin with his hand, and quietly spoke,
ây/n. i love you. and i want you to be happy. and if music makes you as happy as iâve seen you tonight, you need to pursue it. weâll find a way to make ends meet, i promise you. just, live your life- live your dream.â
and in that moment, you smiled to yourself and knew, this was the man you were going to marry.
âą
the time was six thirty, the very next day, and you were waiting for your johnny outside the alchemex building.
you waited.
and waited.
and he never came.
a few hours later, not a word came from him.
you paced around your apartment, fearing that he found someone else, fearing that he thought you might be a financial burden with a career change⊠but all those ideas were put to bed when you saw the notification from your news app pop up on your cellphone.
alchemex.
collider.
explosion.
body not found.
your johnny, was dead.
âą
johnny was dead- but âthe spotâ, the remains of his human form, a dalmatian like amalgamation of spots and the man he used to be. the spot had been wandering around brooklyn for what felt like an eternity, in search of a home, a friend, just- anything. and in the back of his mind, there was always, you. talented, amazing, you⊠who didnât need to be seen with a monster like himself (at least in the spotâs mind). he was a ghost, a man forgotten by the world- or so he thought.
he was walking by Jennaâs, a local coffee shop him and y/n always loved to visit, when he heard a familiar voice, ringing out from the inside of the cafĂ©
it was you.
you, up there onstage, playing to a full house, all eyes on you and all smiles upon every personâs face. you did it. you really did it. spot ducked his head as you looked out the window, towards the sky, and made an announcement,
âthis next song is for someone who once told me to live my dream, no matter what⊠and because of him- iâm doing it. wherever you are, thank you-â
you played those starting notes he remembered hearing all those months ago.
so goodbye yellow brick road
where the dogs of society howl
you can't plant me in your penthouse
iâm going back to my plough
you threw your head back, becoming so damn passionate about this song that meant so damn much to you
back to the howling, old owl in the woods
hunting the horny-back toad
oh, iâve finally decided my future lies
beyond the yellow brick road
the spot completely lost his breath as you held out the final note of the chorus. my word, you were amazing- the heart and soul you sang with was unparalleled, and he wanted to just run up to you, and hold you in his arms, kissing you until neither of you could breathe. but, he couldnât. he wasnât jonathan anymore. that man died. and he could see y/n was still not over that fact as he saw them hold back tears as they finished the song- it broke the spot. it broke jonathan. he had to do something, do anything.
âą
you woke with a jolt as you heard a crash come through your window.
âhello??â you called, half jokingly, thinking this was simply a branch or a bird- you didnât expect to hear footsteps right in your kitchen.
you were TERRIFIED. grabbing a broom, you made your way out to this⊠thing, preparing to fight it, to get it out of your home. imagine your surprise when you saw
a spotted man
who called YOUR NAME
ây/n, please-â
you were NOT HAVING THIS, you threw your broom at the THING, screaming and yelling a pattern of
âgo awayâs
âiâll call the police, i- iâll call spidermanâs
and a few
âWHAT THE HELL ARE YOUâs
the spotty thing pleaded with you, on its knees, begging you to listen to it
you obliged. it skittered over to your piano, and started playing notes that sounded like a child attempting to playâŠ
goodbye yellow brick road
and now that you thought about it, this thing did sound a lot like your lost loverâŠ
it was your song. it was him. you didnât know how, but it was,
âjonathanâ, you yelled, throwing yourself into his dotted arms. you didnât know how, and you didnât know why, but you knew that this, thing, was your johnny. and in that moment, nothing else mattered. life would go on, and things would work out.
and as he held your head with his hands, your boyfriend said, after what felt like an eternity,
âi love you.â
#the spot x reader#the spot#johnathan ohnn#johnathan ohnn x reader#itsv#atsv#across the spiderverse#spiderman#spiderman fanfic#spiderverse 2#i really hope this is readable omg#Spotify
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Drama Twaddling: 'Queen of Tears'
WELL, well, well⊠That was quite a drama, huh?
Almost a week later and Iâm still here nursing a clingy heart. Iâm not ready to let go of BaekHong yeeeeeet. And I know Iâm not alone on this one so hereâs a little (not) drama talk from me. So sit back and grab a cup of coffee âcoz this is going to be a looooong discussion.
Finally, after a long squiggly wiggly rollercoaster ride, weâve reached the end. (Two special episodes coming, though. Weehee!) I canât believe two months just flew by and starting this week, no more waiting for BaekHong weekend. Anyway, pat and applaud yourselves for making it through the rough journey. And as hard as it is, now we say bye-bye to our lovely (and we-emptied-your-tear-bags) royal couple, Baek Hyun-woo and Hong Hae-in.
First of all, this is definitely one of those I came in for the package, I stayed for the cast.
If there was one thing to be applauded about this drama, itâs the casting. They anchored the show. Iâm seriousâI'd give a hundred if the rating were out of ten. That much. Because I could NEVER imagine anyone else playing BaekHongâs roles as perfectly as Soohyun and Jiwon did. They were practically Hyun-woo and Hae-in acting themselves. They said they were a bit awkward in the beginning but where in the world do you find people just standing side by side screaming chemistry like, hello? The wedding photos? Hyun-woo said they probably only met twice when they shot those but it gives off legit pre-nups. In the drama, with every little touch, you get this small tingling feeling. Itâs so natural that you donât even notice theyâre acting even if the camera angle screams âLook! Heâs touching her!â The sparkâs just⊠there. *chefâs kiss*
And speaking of the cast, of course we canât leave out the rest of them. If the main leads were good the supporting cast did not fall short. From the Hong Family to the Baek Family, Queens Group to Yondu-ri folks, friendships to usurpersâeveryone nailed their roles! Bruh, the Mother-Son duo never failed to make an eye roll every time they appeared on the screen. They had, not only BaekHong in chokehold but even the whole watch-nation. Park Sung-hoon portrayed Yoon Eun-sung so convincingly that Iâm starting to think heâs getting hate messages from all his âYou can hate the character but please not the personâ talks. (Because if it is so, what is wrong with you people?! Edit: I just read about it and that seems to be the case. Seriously, people?! Canât separate reality from fiction now?)
And if I have the most generous love for the cast, Iâm sorry I canât say so for the writing.
Storywise, uhh... there were a few that I think were a bit of a shame.
For example, the overly abused the stars-aligned-the-universe-is-on-our-side motif? I wish they just made it so that kid Eun-sung saved kid Hae-in, which would explain this abnormal obsession because, to quote him, he liked her first and he saved her from drowning. Like, at least give him a proper reason to obsess, Writer-nim.
Or I wish Hyun-woo knew it was Hae-in he met in high school and who owned that MP3 player, so there would be more meaning as to why he kept it all this time. Prior? No, that would defeat the whole thing. While dating or in their marriage maybe. I just hope they didn't make it seem like the stars aligned for them to meet, but that they're both fighting for the universe to be on their side like a real married couple would do (just like what our Queen did in that propose scene. Pfft!). Especially in their case where everything's not working out. I think we already got a lot of that universe-is-on-our-side with the Truck of Doom and notebook incident. (I think there were others but I canât remember.)
One thing I loved about Park Ji-eunâs previous work (Crash Landing On You) is because of the memories in North Korea. Here, I would have loved to see more Yongdu-ri and less Seoul during their MIA era. And I mean more interaction between the villagers and the BaekHong family. Like Hae-in and Dahye hanging out with Mi-seon and her gang, or Mommy Hong and Mommy Baek hanging out with villagers, washing veggies, cooking, drinking, etc. like Daddy Hong and Daddy Baek did. (And where on earth did Hoyeol run off to, with four-something episodes left?)
Also (okay, at this point, itâs probably not a âfew thingsâ), I wish there was more something to our usurpers. You know, like what caused them to go a-la-Parasite on the Queens? Hello! Backstory? I know we got Eun-sung being a child out of wedlock but any more reasons how, what, why Moh Seul-hee exists and why she was so desperate to steal Queens? Why the Hongs in the first place? And who on earth is Grace? How did she connect with them? I feel like the time spent on the dragging scenes should have been spent on their backgrounds (Moh, Dahye, Grace), even for just a few seconds of flashback. But I guess the not-knowing-everything part adds to their mystery.
Finally, I did not sign up for the long-term residency in makjang alley, Writer-nim. I figured we'd have to step foot in but not that long. There were needless makjang moments just going round and round it got exhausting. RomCom suddenly logged out and was out of reach. (Can't deny the top-tier execution of our main leads, though. It was beautifully heart-breaking.) And those Germany honeymoon scenes in the BTS, where were they?! Hing~! TT
I love second-chance tropes, especially when itâs between married couples. Thatâs what intrigued me about this drama in the first place (of course, after seeing the cast). And Iâm sad that this could have landed a spot on my number one list. The first half was goodïŒpacing and all. I like how the usually slow and dragging scenes were cut short and compressed in a few minutes. However, as it advanced, some areas that didnât need dragging got dragged whereas scenes that needed to be included did not make it which made it a little... and Iâm just gonna shut my mouth. *zips*
By the way, I read someone on X saying Writer Park Ji-eun got this drama copyrighted in 2010ïŒwhich explains why I got an early 2000s vibe from the premise (and the always-wrong turn of the second-half plot)ïŒso I get it, this is from the treasure chest. But you had a 14-year chance to tweak it, Writer-nim! *wriggles her neck*
Hang it all! At least we got a âand they lived happily ever afterâ and thatâs all that matters. (Also, Hong Soobin! We finally got to see you, girl! Welcome to the world! Huhuhu! Now give your papa and mama the best and long life.)
With all that said, itâs time to re-watch the whole thing⊠because why not? *winks*
(Update: I just finished rewatching and thereâs only one thing I can say: you HAVE to rewatch it. It helps you see it in a bigger picture.
While rewatching and having long discussions with my sister who also just finished it, she was able to identify why I felt like the second half was dragging. The problem was really the last two episodes.
It suddenly felt like we were watching a different drama. The reason why weâre all âQueens (and Kings) of Tearsâ is because we were watching Hae-in fighting to live, with her husband beside her through it all, going against the odds together. But in those last two episodes, I felt like a post-surgery Hae-in, suddenly lost and unaware of what was happening. I feel like if Hae-in survived the surgery and lost her memory, we didnât need to see it anymore. The whole point of the show was to know if there was a cure for such an illness and if she survived it. But there was too much focus on the usurpers while so little information about their purpose.
Sis suggested something and I couldnât agree more: end the show in episode 14 with the last scene of episode 16 just to show they lived happily ever lifetime. Honestly, the last two episodes were more of a fan service. While I have a few other minor comments (some mentioned above), let's just let go and move on. HAHAHA!)
#queen of tears#ëëŹŒììŹì#æ¶ăźć„łç#baek hyun woo#hong hae in#kim soohyun#kim jiwon#ë°±íì°#ííŽìž#êčìí#êčì§ì#êčì맚#kdrama#kdrama review#drama review
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eeeeeeeeee uh i dont know i needed to get this out of me. thoughts on That Part in shadowlands that makes me want to rip my hair out and eat it. but also some lustarion.
the cursed shadow lands were taking its toll. after finding arabella, that sweet tiefling girl in the village who they had returned to her parents, only a week later to have her parents be dead a week later⊠it was too much for lumina. the first thing lumina felt in his life he did out of kindness without reward had turned to ruin without mercy. lumina had told arabella to follow him and his party back to camp that night, stating he didnât see her parents yet, but hopefully theyâll find them through lying teeth.
lumina couldnât bear to be around arabella, even as everyone else seemed to dote on her that night, aware of her parents passing. lumina went to the edge of camp, looking out at the surrounding quiet darkness. he felt a sinking in his stomach anytime he thought about that poor girl, her family, how he was hopeless in it all, idly playing with the matching set of wedding rings he had found on a long-gone pair of skeletons in the nearby graveyard.
he looked over at astarion, who was staring daggers at the back of his head. he never was one to mope, but here he was. âyeah, i know, mad i let her stay?â he puts up a dismissive hand and a weak defensive smile.
astarion crosses his arms, âwhy would you assume that? canât i simply be worried about my helpful darling being all doom and gloom?â noticing the small frown taking over luminaâs face, he sighs, taking a seat on the ground next to him. âwhy didnât you tell her the truth?â he says in a curious whisper.
lumina fidgets his hands in his pockets, feeling around the rings, reflexively tightening his jaw. âlook at her, astarion. for gods sake.â his voice waivers, feeling the pressure sink into him. âiâm doing fucking everything i can right now, please, let her be blissfully unaware for a moment. i canât do everything right.â he chokes out, his claws digging slightly into his own flesh.
astarionâs face becomes a nervous frown, âi would never- i would never ask you to do everything right. thatâs not what i meant.â he instinctively ïżŒmoves closer, his hands inching to search for any physical way to release his loverâs pain. âi am worried about you, that is the main thing iâm worried about. you⊠you keep,â he rests his hand luminaâs hand. âhurting yourself. for others sake.â
he flashes a grimace before sinking it truly in, all this was getting to him, it was all too much to handle. what happened to selfish heartless lumina who left people dead on the streets? what happened to the backstabber that lied to make ends meet? why was seeing people dead and forgotten affecting him so badly? he can feel his throat tightening, as if he is going to cry, but only a pained groan comes out of his mouth. astarion looks at him in surprise, but there is undoubtedly empathy in those eyes.
âitâs⊠fine if you need to cry, dear.â it feels uncomfortable to say something he wouldnât like hearing anyone say to him, but thatâs all astarion knows how to say now. the out of place-ness of it makes lumina give a half smile. âthatâs much better, more,â astarion gives a vague hand gesture with a disarming smile. âyou.â
lumina rests his face on his hands, he could almost laugh from the strangeness and overwhelming emotional change. âfuck, that was stupid.â he peaks over at astarion with a uneasy smile. âitâs getting to me, being in this gloomy darkness.â he digs through his pockets, fishing out the wedding rings he found, roughly placing them in astarionâs palms. âthrow these off a cliff or something.â
he eyes them, a small grin forming on his face. âhm, that idea seems more stupid than anything you said before.â he notices the magical aura around the rings. âi wasnât planning on doing this so quickly, but you leave me no choice. give me your hand. i will not take no for an answer.â he says playfully. luminaâs eyes grow wide as he freezes up, âthatâs,â he looks at him surprised, but puts his hand out on instinct.
astarion puts a ring around his pointer finger, âthis isnât, that, but, well.â lumina feels the magical connection between the rings as astarion puts his on.
lumina laughs loudly, and wholeheartedly, âoh my gods. i was so worked up in my own shit i didnât even,â he fidgets with the ring. âwarding spell? through the rings? pretty smart.â
âi want to protect you, like you protect me.â astarion clears his throat, feeling embarrassed he admitted that outright with no layered witty. âstop- feeling bad for yourself, the others miss you.â he quickly gets to his feet towards the camp, lumina following after with a grin.
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SELF SHIP FRIDAY LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOO
DODGER PLEASE IM FERAL TONIGHT
ask game questions here!
3: Who cooks? Who cleans up? Whoâs banned from the kitchen?
i cook and suna cleans and there is no other way that this could ever go. he is NAWWWWT allowed to cook. NAWT AT AWWLLLLL. i cook everything and he washes the dishes while im sleeping because he's always up super late anyway, and if im too lazy/tired/stressed to cook, he's QUICK with that uber eats order. he doesnt pretend to be like "aw babe ill cook the chicken stir fry you were gonna make it's okay <3". no. he just slumps in his corner of the couch and goes "tacos or burgers?" without looking up.
12: Who gets up the earliest? Who has the worst sleep schedule? Who is the sleepiest?
oh BROTHERRRR. i definitely get up earliest because i have to get to campus by 9am most days, and he 100% will NOT be going with me because he stays up until 3am playing video games and doom scrolling on tiktok and cleaning up the messes i make in the kitchen. i dont hear from this man until noon at the earliest. but he will always pick me up from campus at 7 or 8pm if it's a long day for me, or ill go meet him at the shop if i finish up at 3 or 4pm and just sit at his station and yap at him about my day while he draws. i am the sleepiest, no matter what. his sleep schedule is so fucked and he always has bags under his eyes, but i am without a doubt the sleepiest. in bed by 8pm on weeknights with my book and in honkshoohonkshoomimimi land by 8:30 at the latest. he joins me in bed until i fall asleep because i cant fall asleep without him, and then he slinks off to do loser gamerboy shit in the night
16: Whatâs their favorite âdomestic blissâ moment? Do they cook/clean together? Do they like to go out shopping together?
our favorite domestic bliss moment is me sleeping with my head on his chest while he scrolls on tiktok. we usually start on the couch with me sitting between his legs and watching tiktoks together, but i always end up falling asleep with my face in the crook of his neck and his arms around me. those are the most peaceful moments. we dont cook together, but he does sit at the kitchen table while i cook so we can still yap mindlessly about our days/his new gaming addictions/my grad student drama that hes completely invested in. we also call my friends if the drama is real deep and he paces the kitchen with my phone just gossiping on speakerphone while i cook. we dont do like clothes shopping very often, but we love buying inappropriately seasoned home decor together (christmas decor in july??? yes) and he takes me to barnes & noble once a month and lets me run up his credit card like it's nobody's business
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ROASTING REVIEWING KNOCKOFF TRANSFORMERS
Part 1
So it's no secret that I enjoy collecting TF figures. My collection isn't massive but I like to collect my favourite characters! Hasbro figures (at least the first series released at the start of a continuity is. I can't speak to some of the later releases) are usually p decent quality.
Decent faces. Thought out weight distribution so even characters like TfP Starscream can stand. Smooth joints. Basically an all around decent toy.
Of course with any piece of media there are the knockoffs.
Let's get into the first one
DINOSAUR Battle $4
Montoy
I saw these and thought they were cute right? "ooh a bunch of mini transformable dinosaurs"
However, the moment I look a little closer I already found things that bug me.
Review under Readmore
* Please be aware that this entire post is meant to be jokey. I'm not actually angry about any of these things. I'm exaggerating for emphasis and humour. *
The pictures of the dinosaurs to the left of each toy are not the same colours as the actual toys in the packaging. It's possible maybe the colours are random but from what I could see all the packages had the same colours??
Another issue... Maybe it's not as big of a deal to most people but as a paleo-nerd it really bugs me. So they label which dinosaurs they are right?? Well...
CRYPTOCLIOUS IS A PLESIOSAUR (Think long necked swimming dinosaur. Think Loch Ness monster) which if you look at the figure
IT HAS FREAKING FEET
A better name would be diplodocus or brachiosaurus OR Yknow what I'd even accept the outdated term Brontosaurus for this guy. At least it's the long necked land living dinosaur and not the water dwelling sea reptile.
I FEEL LIKE to have put down Cryptocleus you had to google it. So if you had to google you'd have seen that cryptoclious has FREAKING FLIPPERS.
I don't usually get upset about dinosaur mistakes bc like... I don't want to be that person who yells at people for not knowing dinosaurs / extinct creatures. Lord know I have gaps in my own knowledge. It's more just baffling to me that they picked a species that isn't even a dinosaur like the toy is. And it's such a weirdly weirdly specific and not well known species too.
I haven't even opened them yet and for some reason?? I expected every dinosaur to transform but apparently they are just meant to combine?? Into a wholeass dude? And that's it?
Anyways here they are
Despite my misgivings and the definitely cheap plastic used some of the designs are p cute.
Only the tip of the wings flap apparently đ the rest of the wing is permanently out oof.
Poor T-Rex. This is as high on his body as his head goes. He is doomed to forever fall flat on his face. đ Truly tragic
I appreciate the stegosaurus having constant finger guns đ
The joints are not great. Some are okay while others are kinda tough to move. The pieces come off too easily as well.
Time to make it into a man.
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How the Frick is this a man?!?
This is so goofy looking help đ
Amazing.
Now I'm gonna leave the joking mode and be serious for the conclusion.
These are not great quality but they have cute designs. The designs are fun if a bit odd at some parts. Cheap plastic and not super well thought out toy. Then again I didn't expect much for $4CAD
If you're someone who likes painting toys then these could be fun to use as a base.
I don't have children and haven't worked very much with children so take what I say with a grain of salt. For a child who is delicate with their toys and old enough to not eat everything it's not terrible. Could be cute in a gift bag from a birthday party. Wouldn't recommend for young children. There's a lot of easily removable small parts that could be consumed and be a choking hazard. Not to mention idk how toxic the material is. Also wouldn't recommend for children who play very roughly with their toys. Parts will go missing easily and some of the parts are thin and feel like it wouldn't take very much to break them.
The Combiner mode is kinda pathetic so if you are getting the toy, get it for the cute robot dinosaurs and not for the robot they turn into.
#Tf figures#Transformers#Transformer figures#Transformer toys#Transformers toys#Autothots reviews#knock off#Knock off transformers
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probably ted lasso spoilers
I went through the TL season 3 playlist so you don't have to and made some notes! (I considered this playlist done but we'll see how this goes) hope you enjoy!
The song Superstar is from the rock opera Jesus Christ Superstar. Itâs sung by Judasâ spirit who had committed suicide earlier. I donât want to put a parallel between Ted and Jesus and Nate and Judas but it kinda lies on the surface? And lines Every time I look at you I don't understand   Why you let the things you did get so out of hand.   You'd have managed better if you'd had it planned.   Why'd you choose such a backward time in such a strange land? OH MY GOD
Three songs by Nigerian artists go in a row, so ep3 or 4 is probably about Sam and his restaurant or include this plotline in any way. Or we're getting another Nigerian player!
Everybody knows is an interesting choice because this song raises a lot of social and relationship problems. I think the most important is hypocrisy or, rather, knowing about issues and not doing anything to fix them, letting them be. Maybe it refers to everyone who is close to Ted and notices whatâs happening with him but not paying proper attention.
Joker and The Thief is used in âThe Hangoverâ which is referred in s2e11 when Beard calls Ted out for being too closed off.
I bet Fist Fight! is either about Jamieâs dad or Rupert being beaten up. Please.
Sinister Kid may be about Nate and him thinking that he was naturally-born evil and he canât change it? But heâll soon find out that itâs untrue. (And that's me, that's me   The boy with the broken halo   That's me, that's me   The devil won't let me be)
Something tells me that Donât think twice, itâs all right is about Tedbecca. Also second Bob Dylan song per season, first one plays when Ted cleans up his flat. So itâs also can be about Michelle. (I ain't saying you treated me unkind    You could have done better, but I don't mind    And you just sorta wasted my precious time    But don't think twice it's all right) Upd: it occurred to me that it might be about Jamie or Keeley referring to each other.
Oh What A Performance! (I wonâ
anâ
Oscar for playingâ
a fool) and Quiet (Goodbye  Don't cry   You know why   And it'll be just as quiet when I leave  As it was when I first got here) give me an ache for some reason. Ep 6âs (apparently) gonna hurt.
But Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go straight after Nirvanaâs song is suspicious. Hopefully itâs about Roykeeley who are back together.
CONGRATS GUYS HET WERD ZOMER, VENUS AND ZIJ GELOOFT IN MIJ ARE DUTCH SONGS AND IN THE PLAYLIST THEYâRE SOMEWHERE NEAR EP8 THEREFORE âWEâLL NEVER HAVE PARISâ IS MOST LIKELY THE NETHERLANDS EP!
Letâs talk about Boy by Book of Love!!! The song is said to be about woman who has feelings for a gay man. To me this song is also kind of trans-coded. AND Book of Loveâs songwriter stated that this song âwritten about Boy Bar, which was a very exclusive gay club in the East Village.â.  (I want to be where the boys are   But I'm not allowed   I wait outside of the boy's bar   I wait for them to all come out)
Iâm 99% sure that ep8 is THE episode.
Itâs interesting that after Three Little Birds (Ajax anthem) comes The Angel (North London Forever) (song dedicated to Arsenal). Maybe weâll see UEFA Champions League in some way or itâs just a coincidence and itâs just Richmond playing with Arsenal.
Dreams was used in the trailer of âBoys on The Sideâ where one of the main plotlines is unrequited love of a woman to a woman who has something with a man. But then both girls admit their love for each other (not necessarily romantic but still). Interesting, right? Might be another coincidence though.
Centerfield confuses me, song about baseball in a show about football? Is it irony or what.
Doomed speaks about the experience of aromantic people, the song is in the album âAromanticismâ and its writer explores corners of life without possibility of feeling romantic attraction. Are we getting an aromantic character??
Criminal feels like a Nate song, him feeling bad for mistakes and wanting to pay for his wrongdoings. (Heaven help me for the way I am   Save me from these evil deeds before I get them done   I know tomorrow brings the consequence at hand   But I keep living this day like the next will never come)
And finally songs from âLa Cage aux Follesâ, a 1983 musical about gay couple, Georges, whoâs an owner of a drag nightclub named âLa Cage aux Follesâ, and Albin, whoâs a drag queen. Letâs add a little bit of a context. Georges and Albinâs son Jean-Michel is engaged to Anne whose parents are conservative and they donât know yet that their daughterâs future-in-laws are a gay couple. Jean-Michel asks Georges to tell Albin to absent himself from his extravagant behavior and even invite Jean-Michelâs biological mother for a dinner instead of Albin so they can seem ânormalâ. Georges hadnât had a chance to explain the situation to his spouse as Albin went performing to the club.
Itâs the moment when La Cage aux Folles plays, the song describes the nightclub, its vulgarity and eccentricity, how itâs tolerant and welcoming to everyone (https://www.songlyrics.com/la-cage-aux-folles/la-cage-aux-folles-lyrics/ - hereâs the lyrics if someone needs). I have no idea when this song might play in s3, especially when it comes to the end of it, honestly. Â
So, Georges and Jean-Michel started redecorating their house to make it look less gay without Albin knowing. Albin accidentally notices the two, Georges has to explain and Albin performs I Am What I Am practically letting them know that heâs proud of being himself and wonât change for anyone.
As someone had mentioned before this song basically became a âgay anthemâ and was widely recorded. Itâs the finale number of the first act as it apparently will be the last song of the third season. Considering all of the above I doubt that they chose both of these songs by accident and put them in an exact same order as they are in the musical. Somethingâs coming.
We know that weâre getting Ted at the airport as the last scene of the season. He might be waiting for his mother or Michelle with Henry to arrive (or leave) but either way heâs not going to change for them and theyâll have to accept him the way he is. And yes, I believe itâll be a message about queerness. There are too much signs (and songs) pointing at that.
Perhaps when Jason said âMaybe by May 31, once all 12 episodes of the season [have been released], theyâre like, âMan, you know what, we get it, weâre fine. We donât need anymore, we got it.ââ he addressed conservative fans of the show (they form a great percentage of the audience, donât forget) who wouldnât want more of TL since it became âwokeâ.
Thatâs it, let me know your thoughts :)
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//OUTER WILDS SPOILERS (please play this game for the love of god)
I was thinking about how the Nomaiâs story plays out in the Outer Wilds and it made me appreciate the writing a bit more. They couldâve easily made their story a textbook âtheir hubris doomed themâ plot, but they didnât, because the Nomai didnât have hubris, they were just curious, and thereâs nothing wrong with curiosity.
The whole game the devs are driving home the notion that to figure out all the plot threads you need to get curious and explore, try dumb shit out, look for any solution you can come up with. The game appreciates curiosity and encourages it, and thatâs shown with the story of the Nomai as well. They were never irreverent towards the solar system, they always took strides to protect the ecosystems and unique features of all the places they visited. They were obsessed with science but it wasnât in a mad scientist destroy the environment way, they were obsessed with science because they loved the universe and wanted to keep finding out more about it.
With the Interloper they couldâve easily had it so when the Nomai landed they were like âzoo wee mama, high energy readings!! we need summa that, letâs crack this baby open!!â but they didnât. The Nomai were never blinded by the pursuit of knowledge, they were intelligent straight to the end. They saw the ghost matter readings and knew it was a danger to them, but they were wiped out before they could warn the others. They never flew too close to the sun, the interloper did, and nothing could have changed that.
And isnât that right in line with the main theme of acceptance and moving on? Itâs such a good way to tie the story of the Nomai to the rest of the gameâs themes as a whole. It has impeccable morals. It doesnât say you get punished for thinking outside the box and looking to pursue knowledge all you can, it celebrates it. The Nomai despite being wiped out were still a major catalyst for the creation of the new universe. Their curiosity and intelligence ensured the cycle of life and death continued, and I think that was a beautiful choice the writers made.
Anyways apologies for this mini rant but I could talk about this game for days on end. Such beautiful and masterful writing.
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FTWT CCCLXXIX
from many moons ago, thanks, Ghosty. @zmwrites
handle (youth story supplemental)
âIt was bound to happen. My scarf, my hot cocoa, I guess itâll be my heart that goes next. Iâm doomed to be the victim of thievery.â
Nyks and Cal dropped their hands so they could glare at R instead.
Evie took another sip of the cocoa and said primly, âYou wish.â
R opened his mouth and then paused. âActually, I donât think I do. I donât think I could handle you barging in and messing up the place. Please donât steal my heart, like, ever.â
Evie crossed her heart. âI promise.â
tonight (youth story d0)
âDo you guys want to come over for dinner? My mother isnât home and I donât want to be lonely.â
R let Nyks play with his fingers while he perched next to him on the arm of the chair. âYou sure you want all of us coming over? Would you rather just steal Nyks so you can cuddle him to sleep tonight?â
Daniel nodded, not even trying to deny it. âYeah, but Evie loves eating my food, and if Nyks comes over heâll tell her about it, so before I hear any complaining about favoritism, Iâm formally inviting you first.â
âI accept,â Nyks said happily.
next (youth story d1)
âYou know I donât prefer when you buy me clothes,â Mark said, moving on to the next box so he could judge the mentioned shirt on fair terms.
âBut I also know that youâll wear them anyway, and I canât help it. Buying clothes for my friends is one of my love languages.â
Mark found the shirt and ran his fingers over the fabric. It was soft, and the print was subtle. But it was blue, and bright, and Mark was unaccustomed to wearing such shades. âThis is a Nyks shirt.â
Daniel sighed. âYeah. He picked it out.â
Oh. That was different then.
personal (youth story d0)
It didnât help that the confession had been delivered in such a profoundly confusing way, at once arrogant and apologetic.
âI was just a person to you, I didnât matter, and that stung, so I decided I despise you and you let me, but your cooperation in this feud is no excuse for my absolutely horrid behavior, using you as my personal punching bag, so for all of it, for every terrible insinuation and every fight, I am so sorry.â
And then R had fallen silent, his own hands stuck in his pockets and gaze occasionally flitting to the side, but expression resolute as he waiting patiently for Mark to form some kind of response. But Mark had nothing to say. Not because he wasnât sorry himself, but because sheer amount of visceral, undisguised emotion radiating outward from Râs entire being was intimidating, horrifying. Mark had never wished to see R like this, open and hurting.
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His fingers rub at one of the buttons. Roland licks his thumb afterward. The lemonade was perfectly made, too. Callum has long since mastered the art of refreshing summer drinks, and his lemonade is no exception.
âMaybe I should keep this on and smell sweet all day.â He turns around in time for Callum to throw a damp towel at him. It lands neatly on his head. âThanks?â
âFor the stickiness,â his brother clarifies, his smile goofy and wide. âJust wipe your face and change your shirt. You canât drink lemonade through your skin even if you try really hard.â
Roland scrubs at his chin. âHow did you know that was what I was thinking?â
rise
call (continuing on from the above)
Callum places his hands on his hips, balanced on one leg with the lemonade spill beside him, soaking into another kitchen towel. âI know everything.â
âYouâre a dirty sneak, Caldridge, get out of my head.â
âCall me by my proper name and Iâll consider it.â
Roland tosses the towel back and it lands in a heap with the others. âYour name is Cal,â he says, words floating softly in the air.
Cal continues smiling, brighter than the day outside. âAnd yours is R.â
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Cal stood next to Nyks, less bundled and also less spellbound, but watching Nyks was almost as fun. Even if Cal was the youngest of the group, Nyks was still someone he could feel protective of and care for greatly. The absolute delight all over Nyksâ face was making Calâs heart thump with proud, fond beats.
âYouâre adorable.â
Nyks stopped gazing upward to glance at Cal, still delighted while also cutely confused. âYou canât say that, youâre the baby.â
âDo I not have eyes?â Cal shoved his hands in his pockets and leaned his face in closer. âI think I do. And Iâm pretty sure theyâre looking at an adorable Nyks right now.â
âLook,â Nyks said, getting a little disgruntled now.
âI am.â But Cal was smiling so sweetly that Nyks wouldâve had to bite his tongue to make himself feel actual disappointment.
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[ yes, weâre going back and forth with this- ]
Daemon Targaryen was anything but compliant when it was time for him to leave. Whenever he was unwelcome, of course that was literally anytime he was around these gods forsaken Hightowers. He had to make sure to go undetected through these tunnels into his granddaughterâs nursery.
It was already past midnight and he finally found it. After passing so many tricky directions. He paused when he heard hushed whispers. His son and his two other children. âCome one, can we please hold her for a bit?â A little girl. âWe wonât drop her.â A little boy.
âMaybe tomorrow, your sister was just really fussy earlier from the other grownups holding her.â Baelon says lovingly. âYou placed her egg into the cradle already, Vis?â
âYeah, we chose the purple one because of her pretty purple eyes.â Viselon says enthusiastically. âWait, maybe we can take her on Carnifex sometime-â
âOkay, time to go for your own chambers and go to sleep.â Baelonâs lightly laughed and ushered them out of the nursery before glancing back at the cradle. âSweet dreams, little dragon.â Then the door finally gently shut.
Once Daemon entered through the secret passageway. He walked towards the cradle and heard soft coos from inside. The nursery was filled with scattered gifts and the fireplace set to keep the infant warm.
âPrincess Argella, isnât it?â He asks softly as those amethyst eyes wondrously stared at his violet ones. âA storm lands name, of course, you look like a Rhaelle. Rhaelle Targaryen wouldâve suited you for sure despite the dark hair.â He hummed.
âCome here, little dragonwhisperer.â Daemon carefully leaned down to pick up the newborn up as Argellaâs eyes only widened. âThe dragons sang all day, didnât you know? The first dragonwhisperer of House Targaryen ever since the doom of Old Valyria.â Born to bring glory to our nameâŠ
âPerhaps I can bring you with me and properly raise you like I shouldâve done with your father.â Yes, he can easily pass her as one of his to Rhaenyra and rename her- but his son would rather have all of their heads than let him near any of his children. Especially Argella.
It would be a biggest treason to take a newly born princess from her own cradle-
âWhat are you doing here?â A angry voice interrupted his thoughts. âYou should know that youâve overstayed your welcome.â Ser Criston Cole stood in the opened doorway with a couple guards behind him.
âAh, Ser Crispin.â The Rogue Prince only smirked when the other man gritted his teeth. âIâm only here as a grandfather meeting his granddaughter, not your enemy today.â He rocked the newborn baby girl who only gurgles softly.
- đ Anon.
[I always get so excited about your asks fhhhdhgghf]
Oh shit. Is cristons first thought as he looked at Daemon targaryen holding the young princess.
Baelons going to go crazy when he returns. Is the second thought.
"Your own son doesn't want you around, why would you think he wants you around his daughter?" He knows the words hurt the prince from his clenched jaw.
"Put my daughter down." An angry voice hisses and the door slams shut. There stands Baelon, daemons son, seething with irritation.
He surges forward and gently snatches his daughter away, holding her close. "You were asked to leave by my wife, why linger? Don't tell me you wish to play happy family after abandoning me for my entire life."
A lone purple eyes stares daggers at its pair as argella babbles in her father's arms.
"Go home to your wife and children, father."
"Rhaenyra is your stepmother and my children are your siblings."
Baelon stares back impassively, still holding his daughter. " My only siblings are Baela and Rhaena. My only mothers are Rhea Royce,, Laena Velaryon, and Alicent Targaryen."
"Goodbye, Father."
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đ± Master Charles' painting!! While they may be looking on, horrified, Coco is overjoyed to have an audience! đ
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"Archa! Pitty!" Coco beams at the man who's name she cannot pronounce. She toddles to him hands outstretched to be picked up but he bristles at the sight. She doesn't notice the hand held out to block her from greeting the tall man until she bumps into it and falls back on her bottom with a soft bonk.
Ollie? Coco isn't hurt but she can see her friend looks upset! He has tears in his eyes and it's making her sad. His Poppa (?) is mad at him, maybe, she doesnt understand, and no one is picking her up off the floor.
"Archa, uppies?" She tries one more time to get either of the grownups attention before being ignored and desolving into tears. Trying to suck on her fingers to self soothe she finds them bitter tasting. All she wants is her Poppa now, she doesn't want to play with 'Archa'.
CW: discussion of death, fear of death, convinced theyâre going to die
Ollie doesnât realize his Master is there until Coco tries to get held by him. But when he sees, his legs nearly give out, his horror spread on his face. He canât even get words out, his fear choking him up. Ollie canât even breathe, staring up at his owner. The man who holds his life in his hands. Tears threaten to spill over and he. Canât. Breathe.
Master doesnât shove Coco away, heâs too perfect for that, but after rejection, she cries all the same. Ollieâs lungs are able to restart after Coco tries to stick her fingers in her mouth, and he tears his eyes away for one moment, just to try and wipe it out.
âOh, no no no, sweetie-â
âWhatâs going on here? What- I-⊠Ollie.â Master snapped, his voice stern and strained. Ollie recoiled, face betraying all of his terror. Heâs never heard his owner sound like this before. Heâs never seen him look this way, either. Jaw set, frown deepening, eyes staring hole into his worthless slave.
His Master is angry. Really, truly angry.
Ollie is going to die.
Coco keeps crying for her father, but Ollieâs mind isnât on that right now.
This is it. His master is upset with him. Furious, even! Ollie is bad, bad, bad badbadbadbad. heâs horrible and useless and so very bad.
âM-master- it didnât- it- no, please- ah. Hngh, no, p-please, mercy!â Ollie fought to get any sound out at all. There was no word strong enough for his fear, nothing to describe how to crushed him and filled his bones with cruel ice. There was only the certainty that he was going to die, and the unsureness of how exactly heâd be killed.
He could be choked, drowned, beat, stabbed, burned, starved, electrocuted, buried alive, poisoned, frozen, or anything else. Or all of those at once, somehow.
He was doomed.
â-llie. Ollie. Listen to me, darling. Listen.â
Master was crouched down next to him. When Ollie Pet realized, he scrambled back. Horrible, disobedient, awful creature. He should stop this behavior and be willing and pliant as his owner killed him.
âMy dear, deep breaths. Thatâs it, thatâs it. Breathe in deeply, there we go.â Master said, smiling. Smiling?? Pet blinked, confused, while still gulping down calming air.
âThatâs my boy, yes. You didnât even need me to demonstrate deep breathing, good job. And now, my darling. My dearest.â Master hand approached slowly, and Pet allowed it to land on his cheek, cupping his face. âI will not kill you. Thatâs what youâre thinking, isnât it? Well, Iâm sorry to say, but your mind is wrong. I will not kill you. Iâm very upset, yes. I wonât lie to you. But I wonât kill you for this, okay? Letâs get that out of the way.â
âN-no, nngh. No k-kill?â
âNo kill, my darling. My precious Ollie, I could never part with you. I certainly will not be taking your life. Iâm⊠not pleased with the painting. But I want to understand. What happened?â
Pet bit his lip. Glancing over, Coco was still crying. He really should do something about that.
Master followed his eyes.
âAh, yes. The perpetrator in question. She escaped under your nose, I assume?â
Ollie Pet? Ollie nodded sadly. Master just stared at the tiny human, his cross gaze silently judging the child.
âS-she, um.â Ollie glanced up to see Masterâs face. He may not be killed for this, but surely heâd be hurt. Ollie didnât want to make Master change his mind about the killing thing, so he had to be very good.
âShe w-wandered away f-from me. I- well, I was making a s-s-snack for her, some fruit, and w-when I t-turned, she was⊠gone. Just gone. I s-s-searched everywhere, and then I found her⊠in here⊠The p-painting had already been ruined when I got here⊠Iâm so sorry, Master.â Ollie looked at his owner, pleaded with Master to believe Ollie. âIâm so, so sorry.â
His Master had to believe him. He just had to.
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Poor Coco, getting ignored đ„șđ„ș Man, such a shame her dad is gone right now. It would be so convenient ïżŒif he forgot something or maybe his trip was super short đ super convenient if he could come in right now đđ and see this đđđđ đ„ș
#whump#ask#morelikepainsley#coco paints series#fear of death#discussion of death#death mention#tw fear of death#tw death mention
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Two of us
man I really hate this.
tw: guns, blood, stalking, deaths, character death.
this is based on the Alice Killings. There is no Yuu so this may just be a twst auâŠ
The two of us.
There were two of us. Riddle andâŠRiddle.
You were the Alice that lived, and yet? You donât remember it all. A Diamond, a spades, a Clover, and the trump card.
You dress in your perfect dorm uniforms while I get lost in wonderland. You live on to study for your tests and grades while I havenât even passed junior high. We are the same yet we both have different stories. I am to change that.
<3
The first Alice walked into the world called wonderlandâŠ
Cater doesnât know where he is or what he is doing. He only holds a random stick he found to fight the thing off.
With bated breath he tries to run. The âpeopleâ keep on trying to grab onto him. Dragging him down to his doom. He fights them off the best he can. He canât use his magic. He tries and it doesnât work.
Then the Alice strays too far, Lost within the woods!
He hides in a shrouded area. Where trees lays. He feels eyes on him. He looks around with wide eyes. He tries to keep his guard up.
He hears a giggleâŠ
He looks upâŠ.
A Diamond card is now placed on his strangled bodyâŠ
ââââââââââââââââââââ
The second Alice was a fair and gentle gentleman.
Deuce felt tied up to a chair. Yet he can feel that there is nothing holding him down. He looks around yet everything seems blind.
âHello! Who are you!â He screams as he hears footsteps, âHelp me please! Let me out!â
As he sings people would gather âround.
Then, a bang echoed.
Shot him dead to the ground!
The spades card was placed in the middle of the young boyâs chest. Blood seeped through from the shots fired. [RIDDLE] could only smile.
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Trey was afraid. Was this where Cater and Deuce went? He sits in a never ending throne room. Dressed in an attire for the kings and princes of successful lands.
The crown rests upon his head. With shakes breaths he looks around cautiously. His glasses askew.
The room messed with his perception of vision more than him without his glasses. He tries to stand up yet it seems like he is glued to the seat.
Why does he feel so tired? Why does he⊠his looks as he skin wrinkle. It went from slowly at his tips to rapidly up his arm. He tries to yell out yet no one was there. He sees and feels his fingers disintegrating. He canât do anything.
Once a lovely girl now sheâs just an ugly corpseâŠ
Riddle and Ace were afraid with how their friends seem to disappear. Yuu was locked in their own room from grief.
The two looked through the bodies in horror at each gruesome sight. All with a playing card being placedâŠ
This was not an Unbirthday PartyâŠ.
On the bright forest path, thatâs where the forest parts.
The two students seem to be lost in the woods.Ace ran beforehand as he sees an opening. Riddle following after.
A tea party with blue roses, thatâs where our journey starts.
The taller red head seems to stare in horror before looking at Riddle in anger. âYou knew of this didnât you?! You did this!â He yelled accusingly at his dorm leader.
Riddle looks at him with wide eyes before looking forwardâŠ
A tea party⊠all set up. The seats were full⊠except for two⊠The mangled and bloodied bodies of their friends, all sat in order. All seemed to be missing a part. The rest of the seats were filled with stuffed animals. The plates now⊠the cupcakes seem to be half eaten and full of poison or blood. The platter in the middle made a metallic scent with it being filled with human organs that laid down. A few teacups had a heart that has now stopped beating. And at the very end of the tableâŠ
There sat a red haired boy. A letter laid, hiding his face as the boy drank his tea. Riddle knows this boy⊠The boy sets down the teacup and places the letter down.
A letter from the queen it actually was. The trump card, THE ACE OF HEARTS!
The boy was Riddle. Or deemed to be Riddle.
The boy smiled.
The clever older Riddle, the younger stubborn Trappola.
Riddle widens his eyes in horror. He looks over at Ace who seemed to be quiet. Too quiet.
He screams and stumbles back in horror.
Ace was decaying before his own eyes. Ace stumbled towards his dorm leader in a panic before falling to the ground. With wide eyes, he dies.
None would ever wake up from the dream that they had planned. For ever, lost within the land called wonderland!
Extra: [Riddle] pats Yuuâs head. Yuu only looks down emotionless behind their bunny mask.
âYou did a good job.â He says.
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Balad of Princess Marianne Moconnle ( A tale of a ticklish girl and a Pirate Queen.)
(singing a shanty )Â
If ye be a fan of tickle tales and a fan of Pirates ahoy,
Then listen now to our ditty of a Lass deserving of greaty Pitty as she lived her life a Toy.
Marianne McConnel the 5th an Irish coastal fair Princess would destined one fateful day to a life of distress when she caught the Pirate Queenâs Eye.
Marianne was daughter of a Noble and lived in a castle by the sea, she was quite fair and quite the sight to all that pass by~
And on top of her beauty her angelic voice could catch the ear, but she was also born extremely ticklish and had the most alluring laugh I fear.
And of course her family was loaded, Oh the riches they had could make anyone drool, but they didnât keep it all in their castle by the sea for they were not fools. The ocean was crawling with thieves and monsters galore. Sadly they kept their greatest treasure in their castle, a ticklish princess with many areas to explore.
At the time Captian Olivia Vindicen also known as Captain Ollie wasnât thinking of frisky thoughts, she was thinking of how much the beloved princess would worth in ransom if she was ever caught.
So she stormed the castle late one night, climbed onto the patio leading to Marrianeâs room, The girl of 17 was to far asleep to take in the fright of what would be her doom. ByÂ
the time the Lass younge even knew what was happening , she was gazeing back her soft bed as she was wisked away. Tied up on Ollies ship in strappings she cried out as they sailed out the bay.
Two Months pass and on a secluded Island Mairanne was suspended over a lava pit, with her ankles shackled close to land. Her heart sank low into her chest feeling like a bird of spit as the Pirate queen solemnly read the paper in her hand.
 Marianneâs family had been killed by a rebellion, and the new people in charge refused to pay for her return The Captain said âWell Lass Iâm going to make you cry even worse and have some fun before I let yah Burn. You know few months I had some slaves but they done ran away. My crew is made of nothing but monsters I get no thills from them safe to say. A couple of girls were in my brig and I drove them mad with laughter cause they were ticklish. Iâm gonna test you out and then drop you to your death, no oneâs coming to save so donât waist your breathâ
Marian was crying from her loss, her ma and pa and siblings were gone.
No one was coming to save her from her demise, she called for help but no one was coming to answer her cries. Then the captain kneeled down onto the ground, and spread her fingers with nails so sharp. Marianess wail of sorrow suddenly became a differant sound as her soles were played like a harp. Captain Ollie, poked and prodded the lassâs soles and mocked her for being spoiled so soft. But her heart was skipping a beat as the Princess squirmed on the pole laughing her heart out while aloft
âHave pitty on meâ the Princess criedâ If I have no worth just let me go, I lost everything anyways pfft haha heehee hoho! Someone please Help me, is anyone out there!â Captain Ollie respondedâ I like you laugh lass but donât waist your breath when you can just be lauging cause no one else is here.â
Hours had passed and Marrienâs feet where free but she held them high high as she had been lowered down so low. The girl began to utter out a brand new plee as her life was on the line â I thought you said you liked my laugh are Bored already of me ,How about a deal if you want more fun. I beg  if ye spare my life, show this orphan girl mercy. Iâll let you have your way ,you can have me as a slave, if thatâs what you want?â
Captain Ollie looked back and snearede , ear to ear and commaned her crew hoist the Princesses out. Mairanne hanged her head as she was told to march and there was nothing else she could do but obey and pout.
And once she back at the ship and they pulled out from shore. She gulped and bit her lip as She was shown the tools and implements her mistress had instore.Â
Marianne was tortured in the captains, quarters, in the brig, aloft on deck. For the next 7 years of her life she was a play thing. Oliie gave Marian hell, tickling her ribs, belly, feet and everywhere else and kept her in Check, tickling her to tears and wreck as she never got enough of Marianne's laughing.
She made Mariann flustered, as sheâd even nibbled her ears, and thanks to brushes and pinwheels that ravaged her soles and ribs she taught Marianne fear.
At least the food was good, when Marianne was a hostage she only got to eat monster food until her belly ached and she was in misery. but she was spoiled like the princess she was when she became a slave, Ollie fed her well and kept her healthy. But Oliie was still a Pirate who had to steal and fight. and when she was angry she was a blight. Before when she needed something to relieve her stress, sheâd abused and beat up her crew. But now that she had a slave the fair Princess, Marianna would have to relieve her and Ollieâs anger always amplified the abuse.Â
Marrian would be humilated and tickled with no breaks and when Ollie was angry the tickles were never soft. The Pirate Queen would always punish her with more than she could take leaving the poor girl to tired to ever talk.
But Queen Ollie loved Marianneâs laughter and she loved to feel in power. making that girl squeal and exercise her loungs, and punshing her like everything was her faught and make her cower.
but she over time would let Marianne walk about free and taught her to use the sword. she felt no threat from the lass as she, had monsters to help her to remind Marrian who was lord. And she wanred Marrian about 2 slaves she had who she loved to torture day and night. but then they tried to escape when they were close to sirens and are presumed dead and Eaton much to her own blite. And Marian better not ever plot on escaping because if sheâs captured alive, Queen Ollie would see to it she never got away again and sheâll wish wasnât alive. Queen Ollie herself was a beauty to see but she was hated by many men She had stolen and murdered and done so much the warrent on her head was Eight Thousand and Ten.
One night Marrianne spotted a navy ship as she and Ollie were on an island nearby. She saw her chance and took a flare and ran off into the night. She ran for miles to reach a peak and saw the ship not far from shore and set off the flare to summon them that they may come for her. And the flare flew high up in the sky and lit up above the clouds, lighting up the island and seeâs for miles that it could never hide in a misty shroud. The ship seem to turn around to come that way and she ran down to the bay. seh was over joyed and she be Free! They take away across the sea! But cannon balls flew at the ship and Marrianâs heart sank when before it had been a skip.
The Ship sailed away away and Marrian was sad and shed a tear, but at least the Atacks Missed. Then her eyes grew as she saw a familiar silowet and slowly turned her head and her blood ran cold with fear. Her captain was pearing down at her. And Ollie looked extremely Pissed.
It was late night and Marianne was in the captain's sweet. ankle shackled to the bed, a Bag over her head. a Cat nine tails layed on the table ready for a flogging on seventy nine lashes. there was also branding iron and A sowing needle layed to a pair of eye patches. a Sword for her hands a hammer for a feet and scissors for her hair! Marrian was scared! She cried in the room as Ollie was on deck and drunk, she feared what her captain was going to do to her now. At least the navy from before hadnât sunk but who was going to save her now? Would Ollie realy go through with all her threats, would even be given a change to beg? Marian sobbed as right about now sheâd rather be tickled on her tummy or legs.
Now as Ollie was partying with her monster crew they were far to distracted. Oliie was thinking of dragging Marian out to party and be tortured despite how she acted. She never saw the navy creeping in but wasnât the same one as before is was captain Gunther Blake who wanted revenge. He has a score to settle Captain Olivia Inidocen and on the cover of night was gonna get it. Before Ollie knew what hit her she was already dead as a cannon ball flying threw night air swiftly truck her in the head. Or did it get her in the back? we arenât for sure what we do know it saved Marianne from a else friendly torture. Captain Gunther bordered the ship and his crew slew the monsters and as he entered the captaines Quarters to see what riches he can fondle there he saw tied near the bed was Marianne Mconnle. And My friends. Marianne was able to bargain for her life with Captain Gunther as well for she knew how to cook. and so with him Miss Mcconnle the captain had took. And you know something folks Marriane did well on his ship. she wasnât tortured atleast and had dignity and even taken Ollies clothes for self. She wasnât interested in any of her old masterâs wealth. but what she was allowed to have would help her on newer adventures she was in.be it on land or be it sailing. Though you know she never realy hated being tickled per say, she wonât mind you doing it so long as your gentle, I guess all those days trapped with Ollie made that tickling rather sentimental. But will she ever wind up in a similar situation again, well right now I canât say. Anything else to be said can be said another day~.
(song ends)
Now folks if ye be interested in this tale and be wanting to know more all I can say is your free to tell your own tales if you want about Marrian Mconnle being in ticklish situations. I mean this here be but a Ballad telling her story but sadly I didnât have room for all the juicy parts. Captain Ollie liked to make things rough and awkward for her captives though. Feel free to ask me , Marrian, Ollivia, or even Gunther any questions you might have. If none well hope you all had your fun and hope you enjoyed the show, avast me hardies and anchoes away FAIR WELL!
#ticklish Princess#tickle slave#Pirate queen#kidnapped by priates#enslaved by priates#Monster crew#Sea Shanty
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