#long story short I love him and have waaay too many ideas

[dragon-queen21]

Njchsdojfbdbhdn oh my gosh this! Literally my vision for the longest time I just never said anything lol. He would be the best caregiver. Children are innocent and precious and must be protected. Now take someone who regresses because of something they never could have controlled in their past? Trying to heal from childhood trauma? Yeah, you’re Nezu’s kid now.

(Also pushing little Midoriya and caregiver Nezu. The pair scare Aizawa a little because his problem child getting mixed up with Nezu is a recipe for disaster on a good day. Take a toddler level of energy and a caregiver who just doesn’t care what his little green bean does as long as the regressor is enjoying himself and not getting hurt, and yeah, Aizawa is just not having a good time.)

drew nezu being a good caregiver !!! < 33 something just possessed me to draw him so take it !!! i know its not my best but it was fun to draw :33

[lovenhlboys]

From a Distance (E.Pettersson X Reader)

Chapter 1

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A/n: hello peoples!! I’m so excited to FINALLY post the first chapter of this fic!!! I’ve been working on it for a long time, and after a few unpleasant delays, it’s finally happening 😁. While this isn’t my first fic, this is my first NHL fic, and the first fic I’m posting on Tumblr, so I’m a little nervous. This first chapter is mostly the set up to the main story, this is reader’s side of things with a flashback story. Chapter two will be mostly from Elias’s point of view. The rest of the chapters will switch back and fourth between the two.

CREDIT: Finally, before we get started I have to shout out my proofreaders. Y’all put up with me and my insanity: @siriushxney @iateyourdonuts @petey-patty @hufflepuff-girlx @cherrylita @immmbabyyygraceee @💕💕And specifically @imagines-r-s ASH!!! Babes, you have been the best and most supportive friend I could’ve asked for during this. You boosted my confidence about this fic and I have no idea what I’d do without you 😁😁

Without further ado, let’s get started shall we!! (Sorry for the long A/N, it’ll only be for this first chapter)

Paring: Elias Pettersson X Fem!Reader

Warnings: lots of cursing, friends with benefits but like...just cuddling???, references to iCarly, mentions of One Tree Hill.

Genere: enemies-ish —>friends —> lovers

Legend: (i suggest having these ready before you read)

Y/C/N/N= your cute nick name, only Markstrom calls you it (you’ll see why) this can be either a pet name you like, or a nick name you already have.

Y/N/N= your nick name, Brock, Quinn, and a few others call you this, it’s more of a playful name. Again, this can be a nickname you already have (if you don’t have one I suggest something stupid (sounds like something Stech or Brock would come up with)

Y/N= this is your first name, only Elias calls you this unless it’s a serious situation, or you’re in trouble, or Brock is being an ass. (If it wasn’t clear before...your last name is Boeser)

Word Count: 2.2k

Summary: you have a hardcore crush on your brothers best friend, who also happens to barely speak to you...it’s a slight predicament.

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(This is set in the 2021 season, however, because of my denial, Marky and Stech are still in Vancouver and were never traded... also no Covid. however the season was still delayed just to make it easier to follow.)

Present (Feb. 2021)

You’ve always been best friends with your older brother, you never had any real issues when you were younger and you were inseparable. So much so in fact, that once you graduated early a little less than two years ago (June 2019), he asked you to move to Vancouver and live with him. He was always so protective of you and you appreciated everything he has done in your life. One of the best parts about Brock being your older brother was the people he introduced to you. You aren’t very social and god knows how much of a people person your brother is. Once you had moved in, Brock quickly introduced you to the team. And with your double major in Statistics: Data Sciences and Sports Management, you were able to secure a job with the team. Quickly, you found yourself with a second family, one with many members.

Quinn Hughes is your best friend. when you met him about a year and a half ago, you hit it off immediately. With both of you being the same age and not very social, there was an obvious connection there. When Brock and The boys  go out, it is you and Quinn who stay in and watch shows on the couch (your favorite being New Girl). Huggy Bear is so sweet and you tell him EVERYTHING, even things you’d never tell your brother. You are still thanking the draft lottery every day that the Canucks received the 7th overall pick that gave you your bestie.

Thatcher Demko AKA Dems AKA Thatch AKA baby goalie is the sweetest and most hilarious guy you know. He is always looking after you just like Brock, but he is also one of the most annoying guys you know. When you’d first met you had the biggest crush on him. You told Quinn as much and he gave you so much shit for it. That crush was short-lived though, once you found out how obnoxious he could be. You still love him, just as a friend. Though Quinn never forgets to remind you of the crush that once was.

Bo Horvat is like another big brother to you. Sure you have Brock, but he’s your best friend. Bo, however, is the person you go to when you needed advice. Holly is one of the only WAGs you’ve become close with. She and you consistently have wine and gossip nights, of which Quinn is sometimes in attendance. Plus, you and Quinn are an amazing babysitting team for Gunnar if you have anything to say about it. 

Troy Stecher is the annoying older brother you never had. He always makes fun of you, calls you names, and bullies you in the loving way brothers do. And he never hesitates to come to you if he ever needs girl advice, which seems to happen a lot.

JT was just like Bo, except he is waaay more protective of you, maybe even a bit more than brock. He doesn’t have a sister and when you met, he made it his job to never see you get hurt. Seriously, one day a guy was bugging you at the bar, and both Brock and Bo were struggling to hold him back when he saw him slap you on the ass as you walked away. 

Jacob Markstrom, AKA Marky, AKA Giraffe (pronounced like it is in one of your favorite vines), AKA your cuddle buddy for the past few seasons. Both being single, you felt lonely sometimes and Quinn wasn’t much of a hugger (despite what the nickname might have you believe). Thatcher had offered but Marky, though just as social, is much more laid back. It also helps that he is 6’6 putting him over a foot taller than you. So during movie nights, or late nights at the bar, he is the side you lean on. Of course, you made it abundantly clear to most of the boys and yourselves that you were just friends. As sweet as he was and as great of a boyfriend as he would’ve been, he wasn’t quite your type and your personalities clashed.

Then there was Elias Pettersson, the tall, skinny, Swedish guy you knew as Petey. The guy who looked at you often and barely spoke a word directed towards you. He was Brock's best friend and he came over all the time, you didn’t have an issue with him, and you couldn’t deny he was funny, and from what you’ve heard he is a very kind person. So naturally, he was exactly your type. You’ve had a massive crush on him for a while now, somehow despite the lack of conversation. And the few times he has talked to you, he’s seemed so perfect, but there are only a few times you can remember. 

Right now, as you're on your way to the Canuck’s break room your brother texted you to meet him in, you try to recall those few times, specifically the one where your crush on him truly developed.

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FLASHBACK (some time in January, 2020)

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You, Quinn, and Jacob were laying on the L-shaped couch in ‘The Boeser apartment’, you were cuddled under the blanket with Jacob, laying on the section perpendicular to the TV, your heads at the corner. Quinn was on the other side of the couch, his head right next to yours. it was about 7 o’clock and the episode of One Tree Hill you were watching had just ended and you three had not eaten dinner yet. As the countdown for the next episode started, your stomach growled and you got a look from Quinn and a giggle from Jacob. 

“You hungry Y/C/N/N?” Jacob asked.

You looked up at him and giggled, “maybe just a little bit.”

“Y/N/N, you know what sounds amazing?” Quinn asked, you could hear the smirk in his voice.

You turned to each other and you both smirked knowing you were thinking the same thing.

“Spaghetti tacos!!” You both said. 

Ever since you were about 10 and you watched iCarly on TV, you had always wanted to try them. It had become an inside joke between you and Quinn for quite some time as he had the same desire as you to see how good they actually were.

“We should totally try them tonight!!” Quinn was quite excited.

“I’m so confused right now,” Jacob chimed in.

“They’re from a show! They take spaghetti and put it in taco shells,” you explained.

“Ahh, hence the name.” he nodded.

“Exactly,” Quinn said.

You jumped up from the couch excitedly and ran straight to your kitchen.

“Ok, we have spaghetti, spaghetti sauce, ground beef, taco shells, aaaand..... by chance do either of you know how to make good meatballs?”

“You’re asking the Swedish guy if he knows how to make meatballs?” Jacob replied.

“Not Swedish meatballs, Italian, stupid Giraffe,” you retorted. 

“Gross,” he said with a disgusted look.

“Ooo my mom made the best Italian meatballs, let me call her to see if she can send me the recipe!” Quinn said with a big smile.

Quinn exited the kitchen and ran to your room to call his mom. 

“You know, I’ve never seen him so excited about anything,” Marky said with a laugh. 

“Quinn loves his food,” you replied.

“Are Brock and Thatch having dinner with us ?”

“I’ll ask.”

You started boiling the water for the pasta, and you cooked part of the ground beef for the meat sauce. Then you texted Brock:

Y/N/N: hey, you want me to make you dinner

Brock: Yeah, who all is there?

Y/N/N: the usual

Brock: Huggy and Marky?

Y/N/N: yep, so do you want some?

Brock: Yeah, and make enough for another person too

Y/N/N: ok

You figured it was Dems since that’s who he went to hang out with when he left 5 hours ago. 

You continued to cook when Quinn came in and grabbed a bunch of stuff from the pantry and cabinets. “Did your mom tell you how to make them?” you questioned your frantic best friend.

“Yes she did and she sent me the recipe too.”

“Coolio,” you reply.

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You were almost done cooking, the pasta was done, Quinn had put his meatballs in the oven and there were only 5 minutes left on the timer. And the sauce had about 2 minutes to simmer.

“Oh my gosh, I forgot what to do when they're almost done, she does this thing, I have to call her,” Quinn said with a panicked look on his face. He ran back to your room.

The front door to your apartment opened quickly, both boys laughing, “ahh, shit,  my brother’s calling me,” Brock said as he ran back to his room.

“Why does everyone feel the need to exit the room for phone calls?” you asked Jacob.

He shrugged with a giggle, “I don't know, maybe they don’t trust us,” he said in a sarcastically dramatic tone grasping his chest.

The door closed slowly and you glanced at the doorway where you thought you’d see the ever adorable goalie, Thatcher Demko, instead, you saw the adorable, slender, tall blonde you’d seen all the time, but never had a one on one interaction with... except the first time you met, when he told you that you looked pretty.

“Hi, Petey!” Jacob said as he slipped behind you to watch you mix the sauce, he stood over you looking at the sauce and put his hand on your waist.

“Hi,” he replied, his smile from before had faded.

“Looks so good Y/C/N/N,” Jacob said with a kiss on your cheek, a regular action. 

“Thanks, Giraffe, can you grab the taco shells?”

He grabbed them easily from the top shelf (tall ass bitch -_-), and moved behind you, placing his hands on your waist yet again, to move you to the side. “I've gotta run to the bathroom, but I’ll be right back”

“Ok, you have fun with that,” you said with a wink.

Suddenly, was only you and Elias in the room, and the silence was deafening.

“So what are we eating?” he said, pulling your attention to his bright blue eyes.

“Um, spaghetti tacos, they're from a tv sho-”

“Like from iCarly?” he interrupted.

“...Uh yeah? How'd you know?” you couldnt pull your attention away from his eyes, ‘they are just so beautiful,’ you thought somehow you hadnt noticed this within the on and a half years you’d known him.

“We also get Nickelodeon, you know,” he said while throwing you a smirk that made your stomach flip. 

“Oh, I didn't know that,” you replied, feeling just a little embarrassed. 

“iCarly was my favorite, actually.” 

“Yeah, it was mine too,” you said, smiling back, looking at the way he just lit up your kitchen with his presence.

You both stood there for a second just looking at the other, “So how long have-,” he started.

“OKAY,” Quinn unknowingly interrupted, “so she told me what to do, turns out I have to put sauce over them for the last 2 minutes, so Y/N/N can you just put a tablespoon of sauce on each ball then put them back in for two minutes?” 

“Yeah of course. Elias, you were saying?” you looked back at the Swede.

“Oh it's nothing,” he looked down at his shoes. 

“Ok, Y/N/N you need to call mom and tell her we’re fine and that she doesn't need to worry about us please, Paul says she’s stressing,” Brock said as he entered the room.

“When is she not stressing about us? I’ll call her after dinner, how's dad?”

“Doin’ good, nothing has changed or progressed or whatever since we were home last,” Brock moved and sat on the couch letting out a big sigh.

“That’s good,” you let out a sigh.

“Petey, come here, we’re watching Gossip Girl” Brock shouted at the Swede.

“Ooo what episode are you guys on?” you asked. Brock had mentioned how he was making him watch the show you two had watched about 5 times together. 

“Just after Chuck gets Dan kidnapped at Yale.” 

“Oh so you still hate Chuck?” you asked Elias.

“Ew, yeah...wait is that gonna change?” Petey said with a scoff.

“Uh....,” you stalled.

“Y/N shut up, don't spoil it,” Brock interrupted before you could make it worse.

“Ok well, dinner is ready so just start the show after and we can all watch it together.”

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“Oh my god, these are actually amazing,” Quinn said with his mouth full.

“I know, I did not think this was gonna taste good,” Jacob added.

“Hey!” you said, offended.

“Y/C/N/N, you know I love your cooking, it was the idea of the meal that I doubted,” Jacob said leaning into your side and putting his arm around your shoulder.

“Mmmhmm, suuure,” you said, rolling your eyes.

“Hallå Marky, ni två är söta (hey Marky, you two are cute),” Petey said, confusing you, Quinn and Brock with the sudden change in language.

Jacob, being oblivious to what Petey was implying, just said, “tack broder (thanks, bro).”

Little did you know what was going on in Elias’s head.

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PRESENT

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Before that night, you never really thought of Elias in a romantic way. You'd been around him quite a lot, seeing as how, seemingly, is in your apartment more than his own. Sure, you knew he was cute and very sweet from what you'd seen, but up until that point, you'd never had a one-on-one interaction with him. That interaction, however small, was the beginning of an obsessive crush. Quinn was the first to point it out, you started listening closely any time he talked, attempting to converse with him, and thinking about him on a daily basis even when you didn't see him. And due to your stubbornness, no matter how unrequited your crush seemed, it never faltered. You had always thought he hated you, or maybe he just tolerated you because you were Brock’s sister, and you were always around. 

However, that couldn't be farther from the truth.

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[cienie-isengardu]

axelzp replied to “The Bad Batch”:

I think most people take issue with Omega and TBB due to concerns over whitewashing. Also, what do you have against the explanation of the biochips? Personally, I always thought it fit Palpatine's controlling nature better than the idea of clones just getting a command from some random guy in a hood, telling them to kill the Jedi.

First off, I apologize it took me so long to answer. I tried to explain my reasoning in a short and coherent way as possible, but apparently the years of frustration about this issue needed more space to be properly addressed. So, in advance, sorry for text length.

From all TCW changes done to star wars, the chip-in-brain is one of my top 3 reasons to dislike the whole TV show, despite many of its good moments. I understand why authors chose this sub-plot that allows them to separate the visibly individual "good" clones (thus making them more likeable for the audience / marketing) from the “bad” that kill the Jedi but frankly, I find it a cheap and kinda problematic excuse. Clones were victims regardless of which version people will accept but I really despite the idea that Jedi were their beloved generals and commanders - so beloved that clones actually had nightmares about killing them waaay before Palpatine ultimately won which undermines the whole point of Order 66. 

Jedi could never expect clones to shoot them in the back because they were used to their unquestioned obedience from the start of war. It was common knowledge, repeatedly mentioned in sources like “Jedi Trial” that clones were “bred to war, bred to discipline, bred to obey without question the orders of the powers that paid for their services”. Clones were made that way by genetic manipulations and years of intensive training; an indoctrination that makes clone troopers believe they have obey, no matter what cost.

Some sources, like Clone Wars Adventures’ “Orders” outright show us the mindset of clones:

and We’ve got nothing but each other ad our orders.

Because of that worldbuilding, I prefer Legends take on clone obedience and the Jedi approach to the problem than what TCW created. I talked about it more here, but the general sense is that I feel cheated by the idea of chips that turn people into some “programmed” machines because in such way, TCW erased the Jedi & Republic part in abuse & enslavement of clone troopers, while at the same time giving an unrealistic idea that Jedi were so liked / respected when most of clones did not have any special bond with them. And this is less about if Jedi were good military leaders or not and more that as generals/commanders they didn’t interact that much with common troopers. Because the chain of command doesn’t work like that. I’m willing to buy the close(r) bond between Anakin & 501st because frankly Darth Vader himself from the start was built as someone with better relationships with common troopers / “normal” officers than with most of the high ranking officers presented on screen. I’m pretty sure some other Jedi were caring and liking clones (and vice versa) but it is impossible for generals to know and be so close to all of their troopers.

Above everything else, Legends created an interesting situation in which the Jedi Council / Order knew clones would follow orders no matter if those were right or not and were aware how dangerous it could be yet they still didn’t do anything about it, because the obedience of clones were beneficial for them. Jedi not only took for granted their obedience, they mistook it for respect.

Which really speaks a lot about Jedi's own moral failing and/or lack of understanding the difference between those two terms.

In the Legends sources, there was no need for chips, really, when from the start Kaminoans tinkered with clone genome, created the effective system of “proper” education to mold clones into obedient soldiers and Republic wasn’t really interested to undo the damage done by such indoctrination. 

Before TCW brought the chips and “nightmares haunting clones” there were officially established Contingency Orders for the Grand Army of the Republic: Order Initiation, Orders 1 Through 150. A guideline for unexpected and/or critical situations, so the Great Army of Republic [GAR] would know how to proceed - especially when troopers were given contradictory orders. The orders (also known as Clone Protocols) weren’t secret and there is a big chance that Jedi knew it, if someone bothered to learn the manual. The whole formula of Order 66 was described as:

"In the event of Jedi officers acting against the interests of the Republic, and after receiving specific orders verified as coming directly from the Supreme Commander (Chancellor), GAR commanders will remove those officers by lethal force, and command of the GAR will revert to the Supreme Commander (Chancellor) until a new command structure is established."

And here how the scene played in the RotS novelisation:

That concealed compartment held a secure comlink, which was frequency-locked to a channel reserved for the commander in chief.

Kenobi nodded and spoke to his mount, and the great beast overleapt the clone commander on its way down into the battle.

Cody withdrew the comlink from his armor and triggered it.

A holoscan appeared on the palm of his gauntlet: a hooded man.

"It is time," the holoscan said. "Execute Order Sixty-Six."

Cody responded as he had been trained since before he'd even awakened in his creche-school. "It will be done, my lord."

The holoscan vanished. Cody stuck the comlink back into its concealed recess and frowned down toward where Kenobi rode his dragonmount into selflessly heroic battle.

Cody was a clone. He would execute the order faithfully, without hesitation or regret. But he was also human enough to mutter glumly, "Would it have been too much to ask for the order to have come through before I gave him back the bloody lightsaber. . . ?"

The order is given once. Its wave-front spreads to clone commanders on Kashyyyk and Felucia, Mygeeto and Tellanroaeg and every battlefront, every military installation, every hospital and rehab center and spaceport cantina in the galaxy.

So there is really no “random hooded guy” calling clones to kill Jedi but Chancellor himself using an appropriately secured military channel with confirmation of his identity to issue a legal order in a critical situation (an opportunity created by the Jedi Council themselves who went into the Senate building to kill Palpatine). So why the clones shouldn’t listen, when the order came directly from the Supreme Commander of the Great Army of the Republic? 

Of course, the movie (and novel based on it) alone has this weird addition like “yes my Lord'', what I personally consider as the cinematic way to show the switch from Chancellor Palpatine to Emperor Darth Sidious. Still, I’m willing to give some benefit of doubt about the modification made by Kaminoans and if Order 66 could trigger anything hidden in clone subconscious. But even if there was something, it didn’t erase their personalities or changed the way clones behaved like it happened in The Clone Wars and The Bad Batch.

One way or another, the Order 66 worked out because clones “have no malice, no hatred, not the slightest ill intent that might give warning. They are only following orders”. Which I guess comes down to how clone troopers were presented - or maybe rather how they were seen by other characters in the Legends. As more detached, combat pragmatic, toned down, to some degree isolated from the outside world, less individual. Regardless of what Jedi or Republic citizens thought about clones, it did not make them any less human beings.

And here comes the paradox of The Clone Wars. The TV show made great effort to humanize clones by presenting them as very individual, outstanding people which in itself is a great thing. The names, the tattos, the different paintings of armours, visible variety of behaviour. All great to make the audience see clones as human beings, to get emotionally invested into them, because the more likeable clones were the better for marketing the story (and the cynical part of me thinks it really comes down to making money, isn’t it?)

But this effort became also the trap and the inhibitor chips is the excuse to make such loved, caring and brave characters into the detached clones gunning down the Jedi in Revenge of the Sith. 

The things that irks me a lot about this situation is the feeling like fans started care for clones because they were made into different type of characters than what they were (similar like Anakin’s movie characterization was thrown out of the window, to make him more suitable for fans who wanted the badass typical male hero instead of introverted, conflicted and traumatized young man). The clones get the visible individuality to make them the heroes we should root for, but then there is the “magical” switch that will cut down their heroic deeds because now they are “bad” and stormtroopers can’t have any personality. Which is just… frustrating. 

Don’t get me wrong, I adore how clone troopers get more visible individuality (even if sometimes if felt too exaggerated), but the “not standing out from the group”  was something that kept clones alive on Kamino and I can see why it was used as coping mechanism (the safe option) during the war. I regret that The Clone Wars didn’t show the transition from AotC nameless troopers into such individuals and how much it happened thanks to Jedi, what may help to build the feeling of supposed strong bond between Jedi and troopers. Because frankly, when we met TCW!clones, they already have names, different colors and marks on armor plates and helmets and for all we know, they could create their own “culture” without Jedi influence.

The final part of why I hate the chip-in-brain sub-plot is how it changed clones. Because even if that was a means to force clones into killing Jedi & ensure that Order 66 will be carried on no matter what, it shouldn’t change them into bullies toward their own brothers. But now in The Bad Batch, the clones don’t speak between themselves, are aggressive toward others and generally act like assholes for no real reason. And yeah, I get this may be a cinematic metaphor for a change from “good” republic soldiers into “bad” imperial stormtroopers and most likely something along the way “Republic/Jedi gave you individuality, Empire takes that away” but frankly, Republic did not give anything to clones. It did not acknowledge their human right, didn’t have any plan for their future, didn’t pay for their service or more expensive medical treatment for that matter, did not teach them they could - should - make their own choices.

Now clones are cheering for the Empire because inhibitor chips! They are assholes, because inhibitor chips! They shoot their *beloved* Jedi generals because of the chips! 

And in a way, I get this resolution, the chips make it clear clones were victims. But even without them, they were victims from the start. Except now clones are “programmed” while in Legends the senate (a power paying for their life) officially and legally renamed Republic into Empire and clones were glad for still having a purpose in life. The war ended (thus their usefulness), but they were still needed - still wanted - instead of being put down or closed at Kamino or whatever. I can see why the uncertainty of the future made clones cheering up for the Empire. And frankly, I personally prefer them not caring for the political change (because why should they? It never was their job to *judge* the rightness of their superiors) instead of being “programmed” like some droids and playing the role of fodder to kill for the “good guys”.

Dunno, if I explained properly my issue with inhibitor chips, it just feels to me as not really convincing and a too risky concept in the bigger picture of the things and the fact that Jedi just like that ignored this suspicion matter of Tup and Fives and biochips doesn’t help either. Like I said, I understand why the chips were introduced to the story, as the excuse in the change of clone troopers’ behaviour but at the end of day, Legends worldbuilding will always make more sense to me. I don’t need overly done differentiation of clones to care for them as an individual human beings (and it kinda seems to me like that, clones suddenly became fan favorite when every looks or act differently but not when the AotC literally presented them as an army created to blindly obey Jedi/Republic) and I don’t blame them for sticking with Empire because what better option they had, considering their upbringing and the pathological system in which they lived all their life?

Dunno, I’m biased and may just have allergy to TCW in general.

As for Omega, I’m not really surprised about this concern, especially after seeing TBB’s version of padawan Kanan (that if not for A) some basic knowledge about his backstory and B) Depa Billaba calling him by name, I would probably never have figured out who he was supposed to be). But for Omega alone, I don’t mind her look, because I’m used to Legends!Jango’s biological family in which his mother and sister were both blond haired women and frankly, some “defective” clones (including Rex?) apparently could be blond too, so it seems like Jango’s genome has a recessive gene somewhere for that color of hair. I try to hold my judgment about Omega and her appearance until the full backstory will be revealed because there is still a chance that Fett’s DNA was mixed with someone else's (still I hope Omega is not force sensitive…). I mean, Hunter has heightened senses while Wrecker has almost supernatural strength and both traits seem to be not really human, so who knows what Kaminoans really did with them.

 I understand people’s emotional response to Disney’s approach to characters and their visual look, especially since it isn’t the first screw up in New Canon (the models for characters in general and New Mandalorians especially). I’m totally okay with people’s criticism of that matter and demanding from Disney more diversity and respecting the already established ethnicity of certain groups. I’m aware I may not be sensitive enough to that matter as some other people (even more with barely watching TV shows to have any current and up-to-date comparison to trends in cartoons) and I’m pretty sure more qualified / invested fans already wrote or will be writing soon great metas about that. But the thing that irks me is hearing people saying that Omega *can’t* be Jango’s clone - I don’t like this sort of exclusion based on someone’s look alone. She may not look like Fett or other (male) clones but it is not something Omega chose for herself and does not erase her connection to the rest of the Bad Batch. Being angry at Disney/creators for her look is a different matter I don’t have any problem with.

[eddiemunsonssoulmate]

♠ My JJ Masterlist ♠

Figured I should put all my OneShots and Multichapters in one place so you guys can find them better (because as we all know, Tumblr has this “Oh, your post doesn’t show up in the tags? Too bad, go cry me a river” problem.) It’s also gonna grow quite a bit because I have waaay too many ideas for this precious human being, so stay tuned!

♣ JJ x Reader OneShots ♣

• Show me that you care

The reader’s grandma dies and all the pogues care, except JJ. You have no idea why your best friend isn’t there for you.

• Tattoo your name across my heart

Soulmate!AU. Everyone gets a tattoo with the name of their soulmate on their body as soon as they turn 17. Except you.

• You have given me something that I can’t live without

JJ has the habit to show up at your house whenever his father has beaten him up. This time, it was worse than usual.

• Shine your light on me

Reader has a relapse and depression is washing over her again but this time, she has JJ by her side, an unexpected soldier to help her fight the war inside her head.

• Can you save me from this nothing I’ve become?

Life Swap AU. JJ grew up as a sheltered boy in a golden cage in Figure Eight and doesn’t even have a clue how life in the Cut is like. That is until he meets you, the perfect example for life in an abusive household drowning in poverty.

• We loved with a love that was more than love

They say when you find your true love, you are connected in a way that no one can explain. It’s a bond you two would share forever. JJ had been the one for you until one day, nothing was how it used to be.

• Fight so dirty, but your love’s so sweet

You like it rough and thankfully, he shares that passion. 

• Welcome Back

You are in a long distance relationship with JJ and can't wait to see him again.   

• Harder than the liquor I pour

After losing his best friend, JJ has trouble coping with the loss.

♣ JJ x Reader Multichapters ♣

• Color is the place where our brain and the universe meet 

Soulmate!AU. Your vision is black and white until you touch your soulmate.

• Passion lies in screams of ecstasytic dreams

A collection of different smutty drabbles & short stories.

♣ J J OneShots ♣

• At the end of the day you’ll walk with the heart of a lion

JJ Maybank is about as local as they come. Latest in a long line of fishing, drinking, smuggling, vendetta-holding salt-lifers who made their living off the water. Best surfer around and mild kleptomanic, probably also a future tax cheat. But what made him into the young man he is now?

♣ Others ♣

• Feel the shiver down your spine 

A party at the Cameron mansion. Lots of alcohol. One second you make out with JJ, the next second Rafe is pressed against your back. You give into the temptation of those two handsome boys.

[avian-writes]

Writeblr Intro

Hello! I’m a semi-new writeblr here and saw that intros are the norm here and wanted to share and hopefully make some writer friends!

I’m Toris he/him, 23 year old from Georgia USA. Yes we have way too much state pride and that shows with how much I use rural towns in my WIPs. I mainly write fantasy, realistic fiction, and horror in many forms; mostly novella length (I’m working on my pacing to make actual novel length) and visual novels (2 projects in the works) as well as poetry!

I absolutely love to make Spotify playlists for just about everything, including every little WIP idea I have, I mostly listen to pop punk and country. My favorite game is put my liked playlist on shuffle and come up with ideas based on the song; either character ideas, plots, or general aesthetics.

I hope to improve my character development and pacing, currently I know I can make stories go by waaay too fast. I always just want to get to the plot parts!

Current WIPs (will keep updated):

Main:

Werewolf Aide

Spotify Playlist | Pinterest Board | POV: first person | Genre: urban fantasy

In the small Southern town of Haven, Dillon Matthews never gave much thought to the supernatural. Maybe they were real, maybe they weren’t. Who was he to say?

Until one night when he finds his co-worker, Kory, running around the woods with a wolf that turned into a human at sunrise. His interest grows even more when Kory won’t give him even a hint of an explanation.

Dillon isn’t one to let things go. But once he’s pushed his way into Kory’s world, will he find friends or enemies?

The Days

Spotify Playlist | POV: first person | Genre: light horror | You can read the first chapter here

Jake and Darian have never been okay. Personal, internal demons plague their every waking moment practically since birth and they’ve accepted that. It’s just something they’ll have to deal with; no matter how much they want to get better. But is that really as out of reach as they think?

A collection of short stories following Darian and Jake as they confront those demons and slowly take back their lives.

The day we decided to live

The day we found solitude

The day we kept moving forward

Side:

The Curse of Minor Hill

POV: third person, revolving POVs | genre: horror/ supernatural mystery

Urban explorers, Kaden, Jack, and Danny, are stuck in a drought of interesting locations. A long, boring, and normal-job-filled drought. So when Danny finds a new abandoned house to check out, they all spring for it. Camera and first aid kit in hand, they walk into the house and get thrown out by an invisible force. Literally thrown.

Curiosity on the rise and determined to explore the whole house, the three have to fight their way into a house that doesn’t want them anywhere near it.

When the Stars Moved

Spotify Playlist | POV: third person | Genre: low fantasy

A coinsurer of constellations and their patterns, Zach spend his days in the wheat fields and his nights watching the stars. As a lightning elemental, he has a special connection with the sky.

So when one day when he notices that the constellations aren’t quite right, he grows more than concerned. The stars are off and no one else seems to notice or care. So he enlists the help of his found family, Cole and Kris, as well as their friends to figure out what’s going on and set them back to normal.

But can he move the stars?

She’s All That

Spotify Playlist | Pinterest Board | POV: third person | Genre: YA romance

High school junior, cheerleader captain, best flyer in the state, best friend of the football team captain, girlfriend of- wait no.

Leona Ngo is a lot of things, but a girlfriend she is not and her heart reminds her of this every time she sees Williamston High’s bonafide most beautiful nerd, Jyn. And her friends are starting to get tired of her pining.

Until Jyn out of the blue offers to tutor Lena in math and it seems the world is finally appeasing this hopeless romantic. And Lena’s determined to learn all she can about this D&D playing, Star Wars loving, clubs-hating beauty.

Pseudo or No Go

Spotify Playlist | Pinterest Board | POV: third person | Genre: contemporary fantasy

Completely of her free will and for no reason other than simply missing a sibling, 16 year old Ellie leaves her state to spend the Summer with her older brother, Oli, in Georgia.

But South Georgia isn’t all it seems. After a close call with a blood-thirsty gremlin, Ellie learns the Fae are real. And they want her name.

I love seeing others’ WIPs and keeping up with them, please feel free to follow! I’ll follow back on my main blog avian-king~

[petersasteria]

Oh My God I Love Her - T. Holland

Requested? Yezzir by @shootingstarsaretearsofheaven <3

Pairing: Tom x Reader

My birth week celebration begins now! :)

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Tom’s P.O.V

Quarantine life is getting boring, but I’m glad Y/N is staying here with me and the lads. I’ve noticed that Y/N has been helping around the house. I mean, I tell her not to, but she insists. She helps with the chores and she helps us all in our own projects and stuff.

The other day, I saw Y/N FaceTiming Paddy and Sam. Y/N and Sam are best friends and I know that they’ve been missing each other. It was so cute seeing them interact. Y/N was in the kitchen with a lot of ingredients and her phone propped up in front of a water bottle.

“So, I’ll put the parmesan cheese on the egg that I just beat?” Y/N asks.

“Yup. Just watch the highlight on my other account, Y/N/N.” Sam chuckles. Y/N does what as she’s told and laughs, “Well, I want to have a personal tutorial with the chef himself!”

I smile at the scene from afar and just stand there to watch. Harrison, of course, teased that I’m being creepy, but I don’t care. A few minutes later, I figure it’s time to leave, but I stop when I hear Y/N speak again.

“Sam, you’ll be such a great chef one day. You’ll probably own a restaurant and I promise that I’ll be your first and loyal customer when that happens. I’ll be there every step of the way. I promise.” Y/N smiles at Sam through the screen.

“Stop being sappy, Y/N/N.” Sam jokes.”But in all seriousness, thank you for the support, Y/N. Love ya always.”

I always love it when Y/N hangs out with my family. Yesterday, she was helping Harry in filming and writing a new short film idea. Now I know it’s not Y/N’s forte, but she just really wanted to help Harry, she said it was really cool to be involved even if she didn’t know a thing or two about it.

I was in the living room, sitting on the couch just scrolling through Instagram when Y/N comes out from our shared bedroom with her hair still damp from her shower. She just finished cleaning around and she’s now in search of something to do.

“Darling? Why don’t you sit with me and relax?” I smile at her. She looks at me and smiles back, “As relaxing as that sounds, I really want to be productive. I’ll make it up to you tonight, baby.”

Just then, Harry groans in frustration from the dining area. Y/N smiles and says, “I guess it’s time for me to step in!” She walks to the dining area and greets Harry.

I stand up and watch them with a small smile on my face.

“Do you need any help?” Y/N asks. “I don’t know a thing about what you’re doing, but I really want to be useful around here.” she says shyly.

“That’s okay. I’ve been here for, like, two hours now and I haven’t made any progress. I need all the help I can get.” Harry chuckles. “Come sit with me and I’ll show you what I got on my notebook.”

Y/N sits next to him and they begin to exchange ideas. It was truly a beautiful sight to see.

Harry writes the last details of the story for his short film and he and Y/N give each other a high five. “We can film in no time!” Harry cheers. “Thank you so much, Y/N. I wouldn’t have any progress without you.”

“No problem, Harry. I got you.” Y/N smiles.

Earlier this morning, Y/N was in the backyard with Harrison. He was practicing some trick shots and Y/N was kind enough to stay with him and cheer him up.

Harrison sighs at another failed attempt of doing a new trick shot. I watch from my bedroom window whilst sipping a cup of tea.

“C’mon, Haz! You can do it! You’re, like, the best person I know for doing trick shots.” Y/N says, standing up from the grass.

“That’s sweet, but don’t lie to me. I fucking suck.” Harrison groans in frustration.

“Haz, I’m not lying. If it helps you, you’re better than me.” Y/N chuckles, grabbing the golf club from him and tries to do the trick shot he just did.

Of course, it was a fail.

Harrison was watching her the whole time and watching her try to do the trick shot he just did made him laugh.

“No, not like that!” Harrison smiles.

“I may have failed, but at least I got to see you smile again.” Y/N says sweetly. She gives him his golf club back and says, “Your turn.”

Harrison tries again and it was a success. Both of them cheer and hug.

“I told you, you can do it! Let’s film it!” Y/N says excitedly, pulling away from the hug.

They took videos of Harrison’s many trick shots and soon, they were tired. I smile at her interacting with my best mate and I could’ve sworn I fell in love all over again.

It’s now night time and Y/N hit the hay early, because she was tired. The lads and I stayed in the living room and watched a movie on Netflix.

“Guys.” I say loud enough for them to hear, but quiet enough not to wake Y/N. They look at me and I take that as a signal to continue. However, I didn’t say anything. I just pull out a black velvet box from my pocket.

I open the box to reveal the ring I got for Y/N months ago. The lads look at me with shock and Harry speaks up, “Tom, is that-”

“An engagement ring?” Tuwaine continues. I smile and nod, “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

Harrison, who’s sitting next to me, faces me and says, “Oh my god, Tom. I thought you’d never ask! Of course I’ll marry you!”

We all laugh at Harrison’s joke before the room fills with comfortable silence.

“So, you’ll really do it? You’re sure this time?” Tuwaine asks.

“Yup.” I say proudly, looking at the ring once more before closing the box and putting it in my pocket.

“Well, mum would be really happy that you chose her. Y/N is the type of girl mum dreamed that you would have.” Harry says. “And if I’m being honest, I think I speak for Sam and Paddy as well when I say that we really love her and we would love to have her as an official family member.”

“That means a lot, Harry. Thank you so much. It means a lot.” I smile from ear to ear, happy that my brother thinks that way.

“As long as I’ll be your child’s godfather, I’m good.” Harrison chuckles. “She’s a great girl. I’m really glad you picked the right one this time.”

“I’m glad too.” I smile. “Really glad.”

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-not proofread-

YAY I DID IT <3

First birthday request done x

I’ll do my other requests tomorrow, because those have been requested waaay before my birthday HAHAHAHAHAHA

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[brianandthemays]

Movie Magic (Joe Mazzello x reader)

HELLO @killer-queen-xo This is for the #locevent!!! I’m afraid i’m not as great as a writer as I used to be but I worked super hard on this so I really hope you enjoy it!

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings; Kisses, drunk dudes, cuteness?

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The bar was thumping with noise. You could barely hear over the sound of the music and the loud mumble of voices overlapping. You knew you were probably indulging in a few too many drinks, but hey! You only graduate from college once. And there was only one person you’d want to be here with. The stupid goof with auburn hair and brown eyes.

You’d met Joe your first year at USC. He was in your film studies class and the two of you immediately hit it off. He’d been there for you through every breakdown, success, and drunken laugh and you for him. And somewhere along the way, you’d fallen for him. I mean how could you not? He was funny, charming, sweet, and utterly clueless to your affections.

So, now you stared at him, next to you at the table, rambling on about some story that he’d told you a million times but you still couldn’t get enough of.

               “… and then he realizes it’s me and he throws his hands up and shouts ‘JOEY!’” he exclaimed a big smiled on his face. You couldn’t help but giggle, the alcohol in your system loosening your lips. “And he introduced me to George, and it was so great!”

               “Haha! I remember that test. I totally bombed it,” you concurred, sipping on your cocktail.

               “Yeah…” He trailed off looking over your shoulder.

You turned and saw who he was talking about. It was that girl he’d been into for months. She was blonde and fit and beautiful. And she was super nice. So, there wasn’t a reason for you to dislike other than the fact that she had all of Joe’s romantic attention. But there was literally nothing you wouldn’t do for him, so you turned back towards him.

               “You should go talk to her,” you encouraged him.

               “No, no, no.”

               “Yes! She’s super into you and you guys would be so great!”

               “No! She’s way out of my league!” He looked down at you and a warmth filled your chest. He smiled and said. “I’d rather have someone like you.”

Warm feeling gone. You furrowed your eyebrows as you struggled to understand what you said.

“What?” you questioned.

Joe’s eyes widened and he scrambled to fix his mistake.  “No! Like I mean, you’re not like my type!”

You felt your heart quiver and break as he talked. You got it. He wasn’t into you. Man, you had too much to drink tonight and the bar was too loud, and this was waaay to close to home. You frowned and started to push away from him.

               “(Y/N)! Wait! I’m sorry! I—"

               “No, I’m just going to go get another drink! Then I think I’m going to head home.”

Then you pushed your way through the crowd, trying to get to the bar, ignoring Joe’s pleas for you to stop behind you. You weren’t actually going to get another drink. You were tired and Joe’s words were getting to you. You knew he didn’t like you; you really did. But his words really made it real.

You wanted to be happy for him. He’d probably go ask out that girl and they’d start dating and get married and have beautiful amazing children. You made it to the bar and called down the bartender to close your tab. The bar was suddenly very hot, and you were beginning to feel claustrophobic. You pressed yourself against the bar trying to avoid getting pushed and prodded.

               “You looking for another drink?” a voice from next to you said. You turned and frowned as you realized he was talking to you.

               “I’m not interested,” you murmured, hoping you end the conversation.

               “Oh, please, cute girl like you?” he laughed. “You wouldn’t be wearing that outfit if you weren’t looking for attention.”

You felt sick. You didn’t want him looking at you, much less touching you. You shifted away from him.

               “Oh, um. Not really, I just like this outfit,” you replied, tugging at your shirt. His eyes glanced down at your cleavage and you cringed, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

               “C’mon, just one drink. Then you can decide if you want more,” he insisted, moving closer to you.

You needed to get out of this situation. And fast. But you hadn’t finished your tab and even if you did it would still be hard to get through the crowd. So, you thought. And you thought fast.

               “No, thank you. I’m just waiting for my boyfriend.” The words came out of your mouth faster than you could process what you actually said. The boy frowned, his eyes narrowing.

               “Your boyfriend?”

               “Uh, yeah! He just… he just went to the bathroom,” you continued quickly.

               “Well, then I hope he doesn’t mind me keeping you company until he comes back.”

Fuck! This dude would not give you a break. You gave him a wiry smile as you handed the bartender your credit card, hoping that maybe, the guy would just disappear or maybe… just maybe… he’d take a hint and fuck off. But not likely.

               “He should be back anytime now…” you told him, cursing your big fat mouth. No one was coming. You had abandoned the one person you could always count on to keep you safe. But you weren’t sure you’d even want to see him if he were here.

You were an idiot. A complete, stupid, moronic, incredibly slow idiot. Even if Joe liked that girl, he was still your best friend. He made you laugh when you wanted to cry. He held you in his arms when you were lonely. He wanted to make you happy. The guy smirked, seeing your obvious distress, and moved even closer.

               “Well, maybe he’s wandered off… but no matter I can—”

               “Babe?” You let out a sigh of relief as you recognized Joe’s voice behind you. “I was looking for you everywhere!” He gave you a bright smile before wrapping his arm around you. You leaned right into his arm, feeling the warmth he was giving you.

               “Joe! You took so long, I was starting to get worried,” you said, turning to look up at him. You tried to muster all the thanks and love you had for him in your voice and eyes. “Let’s get out of here.”

He seemed to understand because he nodded before replying. “Sounds good.”

He sent a glare in the direction of your stalker before reaching down to grab your hand and pulling you out of the bar. It went by like a blur. Soon the heat and humidity of the bar turned into the dry, cool air of Los Angeles.  Though normally, you found the stuff air of Los Angeles suffocating, right now, it was like a cool drink of water.

Then you realized you hadn’t let go of Joe’s hand. You looked down at the hand before looking up at Joe. He smiled sheepishly at you. Even that stupid shy smile made your stomach bubble. You let go of his hand, starting to put some space between you and him.

               “Well, thanks… I think I’m going to head home…” you told him, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

               “(Y/N), wait!” He reached out to stop you, but you held up your hands.

               “No! Joe it’s really okay,” you began. “Go have fun. I’m totally fine. I’m sure you and her are going to have a great time tonight and have a great weekend. I’m fine, ya know. You’re going to be so happy with her and she’ll be so happy with you and I’ll be—”

Suddenly he surged forward and pressed his lips against yours. You gasped but quickly regained your thoughts and kissed him back. It was like a symphony was going off with a full choir of the hallelujah chorus singing with it. It was that one kiss you wish for but never get. Well, here you were, getting it right now. Outside a crummy bar, in the middle of LA. He pulled back slowly, letting a soft chuckle escape from his lips.

               “You’re the only person I’d like to spend time with,” he admitted. “I’ve been trying to tell you all night… I just… seem to be really bad with words.” You stared at him, completely shocked as you mulled over his words.

               “You’ve got this.” His bright smile was blinding as he rolled a little in front of you. Roller skating seemed like a good idea at the time, but then you realized you had no clue how to roller skate. “That’s it!” You rolled towards him, almost making it before tripping up and falling again. But you never made impact with the floor. You never even expected it. Because he was there, catching you in his arms and pulling you up. “You almost got it, let’s try it again.”

               “I think this whole time, it’s been you,” he continued.

               “Just one more page!” you cried, pulling the textbook back from him.

               “No, no, no, you’re exhausted,” he corrected, tugging it away and shutting it with a defiant slam.

“Joooooe!”

“You’ve studied enough. You’re going to do amazing. And then we are going to get super drunk to celebrate?”

You held your pinky out to him. “Promise.

He smirked and hooked his pinky with yours. “Promise.”

               “Everything has always been you, from the late nights, to the daydreams. All the failed dates.”

It was late when he trudged in the door. But his usually happy demeanor was clouded, and you could tell immediately. And you knew what that meant. So, you opened your arms and he was there. HE would cry, he would laugh and sometimes you would just sit there listening to each other breath.

               “So… that did not go well.”

               “And its lead me all to you…” he finished. “And I’m sorry I didn’t get there sooner. Or that, you maybe don’t feel the same way--- Oh god. Did I just kiss you for no reason? I’m so sorry. This is such a mistake—”

Now it was your turn to shut him up. But this time you just laughed. You laughed and laughed until his words trailed off and a confused look came over his face.

               “Joe… I have loved you since we were freshman.”

He let out a short breath of surprise, his smile returning to his face. Then he held out his pinky.

               “Promise?”

You felt a smile also coming to your face. You hooked your pinky with his. “Promise.”

Then you pulled him towards you by his pinky and pressed your lips to his. Your movie magic ending, finally complete.

[th3okamid3mon]

La Liga de los 5, México has their own heroes [SPOILERS]

Superheroes are very popular now days, kids love them very much, so let Anima Studios jump into the opportunity to tell the story of group of heroes with unique and not orthodox superpowers. Mexicans have a new group of heroes and they are spicy! 

Sinopsis:

After their parents passed away, Chema and Dolores have been living together while hiding. After using her powers and getting the attention of the main villain, she gets kidnapped and is held to be used for a ritual that brings back the worst evil the world has seen. Now Chema has to look for his parents´ comrades to save his little sister before it´s too late. 

Art design and animation: 

Let me get something out of the way: people always talk shit about this studio and about any animated Mexican movie. Mexican movies tend to be either gross humor and obscenities when it comes to animated movies, at least the ones with Huevo Cartoon, even Mexicans talk shit about their own studio! I hate that. Animation here is complicated to take out, people get inspire and do try to give something, to tell a story they believe in and show their creativity. People inside and out of the country have to understand we dont have the same resources but we do try to make something good. Ana y Bruno might not have looked pleasant but what it doesnt have in animation it has in character development and story. La leyenda de la Nahuala might have looked awkward, but the story and the effects (at the time) looked and gave slight horror to the kids who watch it. It´s a try and fail, it´s been a REALLY long time for animation in Mexico and this creators are trying their best, the main things they are using to tell stories might be viewed as over the top but those are practically the main parts of our culture. Of course there´s more, there are legends and places and such but for the love of god give the studio and the creators a break. They are trying to entertain you, they are trying to tell a story of bravery, of family, of accepting one self. STOP SHIT TALKING ABOUT MEXICAN MOVIES AS IF THEY ALL SUCK. THERE ARE PLENTY OF GOOD MEXICAN MOVIES, OLD AND NEW. SAYING MEXICAN MOVIES SUCK IS NOT A PERSONALITY TRAIT, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM EXIST, YOU ARE NOT COOL FOR HATING A MEDIA. 

Now where was I? Right. 

As always, Anima Studios amazes me with their different animation skills and artwork. Maybe for some people who are used to Pixar or Dreamworks this doesnt look appealing, but hey, it looks way better than I thought, this is actually an improvement from previous works. Their style is recognizable and distinguish. If you dont know which studio is Anima or what they´ve done, maybe you´ve heard of La leyenda de la Nahuala. No? How about Legend Quest? Yep. They made Legend Quest. 

The character design is always a treat, everyone look different from each other and always pop in their own ways. Even the background characters look different from each other, this people actually take care to make sure everyone looks unique. For some reason they didn´t use as many models as they used too, it look pretty empty in comparison to their other works but considering this is AN OPERA PRIMA from Maverick Núñez I think they did a really good job. 

The main protagonists also come in different shapes:

Just... Look. You can tell everyone apart. 

The backgrounds  are really eye catching to being waaay too different from the main characters animation, that´s like they common thing now. I dont really mind, they capture what A MEXICAN CITY LOOKS LIKE NOT LIKE OTHER USA OR WHATEVER OTHER COUNTRY PORTRAYS IT. I can´t find many pictures since it has been almost a week after it came out. 

The animation looked very fluid, one thing that is really awesome is that they use different types of animation, you have the main 2D and they mix up the 3D animation for villains and other models of backgrounds. Sure it pops up but it doesn´t do it as awkward as before, they made sure to blended a bit better. The effects are fitting and blend WAY better than other movies they´ve done. It looks part of the characters and part of the animation than a separated after effects thing. Anima Studios has improved a lot. 

Sound and editing: 

I don´t know if you know this, but sometimes some Mexican movies have troubles with sound, general sounds. Sometimes they are way to loud, other times way too low, then it has too much noise or sounds like a sound taken from the internet. This is one of the reasons some people don´t like Mexican movies, though the ones I´ve seen so far have improved more (And let me tell ya, Hollywood movies sometimes have sucky sound too. Really bad sound design sometimes, specially for horror movies and they HAVE A BIGGER BUDGETS! For example: The Conjuring used 20 000 000 dollars, Belzebuth, cost around 191 500 dollars. Like... Bruh). 

In this case the sound design was on well done, it wasn´t over the top and the sounds made sense. effects for the cars and the steps do sound like they were done. The designers really tried and accomplish, the dialogues were at the same volume and never were uneven. I liked they didnt use a lot of popular songs, Pachuco was actually a good song for the car chase scene. The music? BOI. I loved it. For some reason they have this whimsical and epic music and I have no idea where they got it. Even in La Leyenda de la Nahuala they always had this type of music: really well made, fitting to the scene, perfect between events and its not over used, letting the silence spaces to be silent and/or letting the background sounds do the job. 

The editing had a really fast pace. I´ve notice lately that a lot of animated movies are really fast now or feel really fast, this was way too fast. There´s not exactly enough time to breath, the events pass so quickly you have to pay attention to what´s going on. Even at moments where there has an emotional moment it passes so fast because of a next action. At some point they slow it down but then it makes it fast again. I think the main problem is the time, it is a 1:30 movie like many others but I feel this movie was longer than that so they had to reedit it to make it go faster. Plot is understandable, just fast. 

Writing and Characters: 

Ah, shit! Here we go again. I like this studio, I like the movies they´ve made (not all of them. Agente -P2? seriously, guys? That was a dark time...), but the writing has always been slightly awkward for me. Sometimes they have too many pauses or what they say doesn´t land correctly. I thought it was the voice actors but no, guys. The voice actors are really good, we have a lot of talent. In general is the writing. They did improve a lot, the pacing and the dialogues were cleaner and sounded natural but for some reason this one has the same problem in certain parts. It´s not like people dont talk like this I think its the pauses that make it weirder. Other than that, the story of the origins of the main 2 is not really original. Then again, as I said before, Originality is a lie. The characters and their powers are the original part. The tale of two siblings that become orphans and have to hide because the main villain is looking for them is old, its what happens around and how the characters act that matters. 

It could have used a bit more of a build up, maybe more interactions between the siblings to know them better. The opening scene and introduction was great, it shows you the characters, what happened to the parents and then you flashforward to the main two in their... teenage years? I think they are teens. It´s perfect, but other than that we don´t know Chema or Dolores that well, we know Chema is careful and gets worried a lot while Dolores is a bit more carefree and cheerful, and they interact and you can tell their personalities. i just think it could have used a bit more of their relationship. Dolores powers involve turning into a ghost, flying, going through walls and apparently, being a vessel to bring the evil Dr. Vampire. 

The other 4 characters are La Tuna, Catrina, Tetlepanquetzal and Tin Martin. 

Tin Martin is kind of annoying to me. He is smart and builds the different gadgets the heroes use, he is really useful and also the comic relief though he actually shows he cares about what I presume are his nephews. Its really competent in his area, all the gadgets he provides work perfectly which is odd to me, its usual for this type of guys to have something that doesnt work. It´s a nice change. 

La Tuna is a wrestler and has a goofy look, but this guy knows how to fight and really well. He is extremely strong, as strong or more than Tetlepanquetzal, and he actually has a soft side that isn´t shown as a weakness. He gives advice to Chema when he is down and encourages him to be brave and to believe in himself. Chema is really insecure because of his powers that are to make everyone get spiced. I´m not kidding, his power is to make the air spiced, like if you take chilli peppers and throw them in peoples faces, he does that without having any peppers around. Tuna tells him to believe in himself because his powers dont define him, Tuna had issues too because of his short stature and his powers are becoming prickly and secreting slimy substance (you know, like a nopal. Tuna is a prickly pear) but tells him his father told him that non of that matter, what really matter was who they were inside. Its a really nice and touching scene, Chema is a kid who had to grow fast and misses his parents and now he has a couple parental figures to help him with whats troubling him. 

Catrina is kind of a fresa? Like a rich queen or something, or its portrayed like that. Stylish and such, but she is loyal and does care about his friends and dont diminish them, she only teases them because they´ve known each other for a while. She is powerful, summoning bones to be use as armor and to kick the bad guys butts. Catrina has a strong personality, not taking shit and trying to focus on every situation, she is practically the glue that keeps the team on track. 

Tetlepanquetzal is the most left out character there is. He is silent, his expressions are ok but he doesn´t provide with any remarks. He does his job, his power is really cool too. He transforms into any animal he touches for a certain amount of time. He is the extra muscle, Tetlepanquetzal is smart but really goofy, due to having animals characteristics from the transformations he does  lot of goofy stuff but other than that its just like a silent wall. Strong wall that is. 

The villains... We have 2 which one of them I have no idea how it´s called. They never called him by his name in the whole movie. One of the henchman calls him boss so I will call him by that. Boss is a pyrotechnic mastermind, he controls the fireworks and uses that to destroy everything. He is the one that wants to use Dolores and open a portal to bring Dr. Vampire (which is the second villain). The reason? He used to have a daughter, and her daughter died in his house because of fireworks going off, she was burned or suffocated. The Dr. Vampire promised him he would bring her back if Boss brought him back.

Turns out the vampire lied and kind of turn his back on Boss, who now felt like an idiot and wanted to save Dolores. (There´s a point where Dolores enters Boss´ mind with the help of an obsidian mirror and sees the flashback of the daughter dying, so both characters do kind of have a mild bond) 

Dr. Vampire is the weirdest, dumbest looking villain I have ever seen. He looks like a edgy teenager but looks old as fuck. It´s super weird and is completely evil, bringing certain Mexican monuments to live and bring havoc to Mexico City. like... Holy shit, he has red messy hair, long face, nose and teeth, wears A FREAKING GOTH CLOAK AND BOOTS and has a trident. It´s a weird design for a vampire. We don´t know shit about this character, only that he was supposed to be brought back by Boss and that´s all. BUT HE IS PURE EVIL! 

They manage to defeat the villain by fighting each of the monuments and then fighting against the vampire, Chema and Dolores have a special combination that not only provokes an explosion but also gives the other 3 characters a power boost. I dont know why that happens, there´s no explanation. If there´s more of it I WISH AND HOPE THERE´S A SERIES. THIS!!! THIS RIGHT HERE:

THIS CAN BE TURN INTO A SERIES. PLEASE, NETFLIX: YOU ALREADY TOOK LA LEYENDA DE LA NAHUALA, TAKE THIS ONE! PLEASE!!! PLEASE!!! 

(If you take a closer look you can see the aura is in a pepper form, its so funny to me. The big pictures at the movie theater glow at a certain angle if they are stroke with a light) 

There´s something I like a lot and that´s that there isn´t a separation moment, they never get separated because of ¨I have to prove myself¨ or ¨i need to do this alone¨. They get separated due to circumstances like following a truck while others take care of a fallen comrade, but Chema is never alone. He is with at least one of them, mostly La Tuna (that´s how we get their emotional talk) and IM SO GLAD THEY DIDNT DO THAT KIND OF CLICHE. Chema never fights with them for stupid things or misunderstandings, they all work whatever misunderstanding right then and there and always stick together because THEY KNOW HOW DANGEROUS IT CAN BE. AND THEY LISTEN TO EACH OTHER! ITS GREAT! THEY ARE GREAT! 

Also the last scene, which parodies marvel movies:

Tin Martin: OH NO! A giant snake is eating Trompa´s wall

La Tuna: Let the snake eat it. 

(People call Trump El Trompas, trompas has several meanings like trumpet but we use it to also refer to the duck face) 

Conclusion:

Superheroes are really overdone. Marvel, you are ok I guess but please just let yourself die (At least after you give me Black Widow and the next Guardians of the Galaxy). In México the close to a superheroe we had was Santos and Blue Demon, being really popular wrestlers and movie stars and all in the silver era. Sure, we also have Villainous that explores villains and heroes that TO ME ARE ALL MEXICAN UNTIL PROVEN THE CONTRARY, but this is a movie not a web-series (that has probably being cancelled ´cause Ituriel doesn´t seem to know how to administrate his company and properly treat his workers). 

Anima Studios took the chance with Maverick Núñez and they really made a good job. As an Opera Prima it looks and sounds awesomely, the writing could still use some work but other than that it is an entertaining movie. It has a nice message, the characters are really well made from design to voice acting and the story is interesting. From what I read it had a really good opening, but it didn´t quite made it in the box office. Still, I think you should give it a watch, not because it´s a Mexican movie, but because it´s a superhero movie that just takes place in Mexico. It´s different from Marcianos vs Mexicanos because that one was full on ridiculousness and comedy while this one is drama with comedy. If you followed Anima Studios, you will see how much they have improve and advance. This company was and is the start of animation in México and they are becoming better. 

Now I´m waiting for their next movie: Las Leyendas: El origen. And you know why I am excited? Because it´s 2 movies from the same Studio in 1 year, they are really becoming bigger. 

Animation has never been this amazing, and Mexican Animation is growing faster and better. Please, be objective but supportive. Don´t be destructive for the sake of being destructive. People are trying their best and it is paying off in my opinion. 

Sincerely, a Mexican with hopes for more animations in her own country. 

[ophidiasmadness]

Collision AU

Alternately the Everbody Loves Jaskier Because He’s a Sweetheart AU

Hear me out, canonically, there are different worlds that Ciri can hop to and from.  Why the shit not use that to make crossovers?  Because, Ciri isn’t the only one who can do it, and why not characters from other games/books I love?  And the chaos that would ensue…This got long, sorry.

*This is basically my excuse to have multiple powerful people adore Jaskier because the bard deserves it. Fuck off.  Also, Geralt gets a shovel talk from someone who can back it up?  

*So, there is Some Shit™ that happens and now multiple worlds can basically freely access each other and that?  Is not good. Tamriel, The Northern Kingdoms and Thedas collide as simultaneous cataclysmic explosions of power occur on all 3 coincide and create a connection.  You do not want things from The Northern Kingdoms to get involved with things from Thedas or Tamriel.  Or vice versa.

*Just saying, a Darkspawn Kikimora is a BAD DAY. The Daedric Princes would have a field day with the people in The Northern Kingdoms; especially Sheogorath and Sanguine.  And the kinds of vampirism present in both Tamriel and The Northern Kingdoms would cause some fucking problems in Thedas.

*Plus no one is prepared for the demons.  Thedosian demons are bad all by themselves, adding other magics to the mix just makes it worse.  Even Vesemir is like “Fuck this I need an ale.”

                                            Starting With Thedas

*I’ll be super honest, I mostly want to have an excuse for Geralt and the other Witchers to meet The Iron Bull and have no fucking idea what to think about him.  Here is this. Guy.  And he’s a certifiable BAMF. Routinely fights dragons and calls it fun, could go toe to toe with a Witcher and also call it fun but he’s also NOT a grumpy jerk.  These things do not equate in Witcher logic.

*Jaskier and Bull get into a Pun-Off, it ends with Jaskier conceding to Bulls “Pun-ishing grasp of wordplay”.  Jaskier brings Bull to tears of laughter with a few really dirty songs.

*Bull might seem like a big loud brute, but he is so freaking smart and he loves talking about poetry forms with Jaskier, and how easy it is to sway hearts and minds with just a little story telling and embellishment. He also introduces Jaskier to The Chargers and gets a “Dammit Chief.” from a long suffering Krem.

*Jaskier creates The Chargers Sonata and they all love it.

*Jaskier and Dorian are destined to be the very best friends.  Both in love a with a big strong warrior with a heart of gold, both love wine, both love fashion and music.  Both actually rather scholarly in their respective fields.  Dorian and Jaskier can both talk for hours, and Geralt gets annoyed until he realizes how much it means to Jaskier to have a friend he can just talk to.  Who can and will just talk back.  It’s cannon in book/game verse that Jaskier is actually Julian Alfred Pankratz, Viscount de Lettenhove and thus a noble.  He and Dorian connect over horrifying fathers, surviving abuse and unrealistic expectations that they turned their backs on.  More to come on this because, oh, I have so many thoughts about Jaskier’s backstory.  

*Vivienne and Yennefer drink wine and talk so much shit.  Madame De Fer yearns for Power and Respect. Yennefer has these two attributes in spades.  Yennefer is powerful in all the ways Vivienne wishes she could be.  And Yennefer finds a kindred soul in Vivienne, someone who takes all their bitterness and anger and wraps it around them in a fashionable wall of armor.  A woman who wants to be more than what people have decided she will be.  Beautiful, clever, deadly and powerful.  But both of them have just that little chink, that soft place named either Bastien or motherhood. That small hurting part and they find comfort in knowing that there is another person who matches them so well.  They are later joined by Triss.

*So, Joey Batey is 5’9”/175.26 cm and Henry Cavill is 6’1”/185.42 cm, but in my head Geralt is taller.  So, I tend to leave Jaskier around 5’9” and Geralt around 6’5”/195.58 cm.  This leads to a conversation, because the Iron Bull is described as being over 7 ft/ 213.36 cm tall, it’s never really specified, but I always sort of put him at closer to the 8 foot/243.84 cm mark because horns.

              Geralt: I never knew how much your neck had to hurt?

              Jakier: ???????

               Geralt: I have never had to look up at someone to talk to them before.                 Not as an adult at any rate.  You have to do it all the time.

               Jaskier: (ಠ_ಠ)     (ง'ಠ -'ಠ)ง

 *The Iron Bull thinks Jaskier puts up with too much crap from Geralt.

*Dorian just pats Bull on the arm, because he knows what it’s like to fall in love fast and hard with someone who ‘doesn’t do romance’ or ‘no feelings’.  Dorian knows how deeply Jaskier fell in such a short amount of time.  Because even if he struggles to say it, he fell for Bull the exact same way.  And by the grace of the Inquisitor, Dorian gets to have his love returned.  But oh, he will never forget the days of loving a man who’s very culture forbade romantic attachment.  And he also knows how Geralt feels; how absolutely terrifying it is to be loved by someone you know is too good for you.

                                            Starting With Tamriel

*The Companions are having a damn good time fighting all the shit coming to Tamriel, because unknown monsters invading?  Worlds colliding and spilling chaos into each other?  That’s what makes Heroes and stories that are told for generations.

*Until Vilkas gets the blight, Torvar gets clawed to death by a despair demon, and Njada is gored by a royal griffin.

*Farkas has never even thought of a world without his twin, and he doesn’t know what to do now that he lives in it.

*Jaskier reaches out to Farkas, because he can’t stand people being so sad.  “Tell me about your brother, tell me his adventures and manner and I will immortalize him in songs and stories across your world AND mine.”

*Farkas really comes to treasure Jaskier, even if he “Talks to fucking much.”  They develop the kind of friendship where one chatters and the other kind of nods?  Farkas has no clue what Jaskier is talking about most of the time but he really doesn’t mind listening.

*Jaskier carefully teaches Farkas to read, because Farkas is not actually stupid in my head.  I think he’s dyslexic, and when you have a learning disability and you get told you are stupid often enough, you start to believe it.

*Farkas’ Nord DB Wife appreciates the effort and comes to really appreciate Jaskier.

*Spoiler alert; She is the one to give Geralt the shovel talk because he is next to nothing compared to her. A steel blade or silver blade won’t touch dragon bone armor and signs are a joke to her. She could literally rip his soul out with a shout before he could do dick.  Axii can’t touch the mind of a this crazy bitch who’s gone against Hermaeus Mora and come out completely unscathed.  She knows no fear and every Witcher within a mile of her has their instincts screaming.  She’s just so oddly fucking soft. Her big sweet husband, sweet adopted children and twins on the way adding to already soft curves absolutely does not mesh with the aura of danger danger danger she exudes.  

*Jaskier seems to be loved by people from worlds that are not his own and it makes him feel like he doesn’t belong and he should have been born somewhere else.  Feeling like he’s outsider starts crushing him and then Geralt just holds him.  Surrounds the slender bard with his bulk and relieves some of that pressure.

*“You belong with me, songbird.  I am glad you are in my world.”  It’s not, “I love you”, but it’s pretty fucking close and now he can’t wait to tell Dorian and Farkas.

 There is a ton more to come, but I am writing waaay too much in head cannon posts.  Sorry my friends.  This is totally going to be Geraskier though.  It’s going to happen.  I am almost done with my half elf Jaskier thing too.  I’ll post it here in a bit.  

[procrastinatingfeminist]

Having found out that the polish Witcher movie is on YT in its entirety, I had to watch it.

- what even is Geralts beard, why does it look like dirt smeared on his face?

- Wow, their Pavetta has some fire. Not just a sobbing maiden about to be married off. She has much needed character development. The polish interpretation of Calanthe is also... interesting. I prefer the new one better, but yeah, I can see where the other one is coming from.

- Yeah, it is fucking depressing, what a difference a film budget makes, and how much less european movies can invest. That wedding feast in the movie compared to the one on Netflix? It is like comparing the my wealth and that of Jeff Bezos. Still, for a product of its time, location and budget, they did pretty good. And the costumes, they sure look more like quasi-medieval, but also so many muted colors.

-  Ya know, I think I like their Duny too. But, wow, that hedgehog mask is... soo bad. I am pretty sure they could have managed to make something better than sticking fur tufts on his face, even considering the time of production.

- On the other hand, the widely rumored bad special effects are actually not all that bad? For that era, anyway. I have seen waaay worse in some of the Asylum movies. Like, so much worse, you guys won’t believe.

- You gotta love all those castles they filmed at. I bet they are actual historical places, they have that lived in look, like real people lived there for a long time. Locations in fantasy that are CGId or filmed on miniatures always look so barely scratched, like they never had to withstand a siege or a fire, never had a tower collapse or a new ruler who decided to renovate a part of it in a completely different style and ran out of money in the middle of the project. Like they actually had seen real shit happening.

- Ugh, all those titties out scenes are apparently not just Netflix’s fanservice.

- Man, that Borch is damn charismatic. I kinda regret that Netflix cut him so short.

- You know, Geralts and Yennefers encounter in the movie is probably even shorter than in Netflix series, and I still know more about the dynamics of their relationship and what keeps them pushing and pulling at each other. Just shows you that Hollywood has no idea how to write a satisfying heterosexual relationship.

- I am not all that smitten with the music of the big name composer, but I am sure that the lyrics improve at least 200% when translated properly. What I could get out of the original seemed to use some pretty symbolism, but the subs make them sound somewhat incoherent.

- Another one common criticism i’ve read is that the story is chaotic and all over the place. Very true. If I didn’t know anything about the plot beforehand, I would be so confused right now. They pick up a story line, follow it through for a while and then seem to leave it mostly off with a boatload of unfinished plotploints.

- Oh, god, the fighting choreography looks so cringey. Also: Geralt, wtf, if you throw all your weapons away at your enemies, what will you fight with? Swords are not drug syringes, they are reuseable.

- You know, I always wondered how Ciri went from not even knowing what Geralts job is or how he looks to suddenly running across a stranger in the woods and saying: You there! I declare you Geralt of Rivia! You are my new daddy now! Hug me! At least they get a little bonding time here.

- Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adore Joey Batey’s sassy twink Jaskier, but...  Lets just say, that Zbigniew’s Jaskier  is for sure someone who lives in a quasi-medieval society and is constantly on the road, so he doesn’t have the luxury of being so useless in a fight... and I get a lot more about why Geralt and Jaskier are friends after watching this version. (Also, I am wondering whether Geralt being so emotionally stunted, even in interpersonal relationships, was really canon or more of a poetic license thing).

- When I thought this couldn’t get weirder, Geralt gets to fight raptors. I have to wonder if Jurassic Park already existed at the time.

- Yepp, Ciri and Geralt are certainly much better resolved here.

[signor-signor]

Fan-Written First Part of S3, Cold Open Idea, CM Permission, and D23

It’s been 6 years since the sneak peek of the third episode of Wander Over Yonder premiered (The Greatest was first, The Egg was second, The Picnic was third). It’s also been slightly over 4 years since The Greater Hater premiered. And in case you haven’t guessed by now, I recently had one of those “Fine, I’ll do it myself” moments.

Taking into account what @suspendersofdisbelief said about the start of S3 as well as my fan-made premise of The Stranger, I put together a mini-script of how I think the first minute would go. Disney’s apparent inability to appease Wander fans has given me cause to take on such a task. Remember, I came up with it all by myself. I may be a full-fledged Disney employee, but I doubt the majority of what you’re about to read would be used in the real thing if S3 actually happens.

OUTER SPACE - WIDE SHOT

DOMINATOR, livid and ragged, is shown on the left side of the screen, still walking in her orbble.

DOMINATOR: (cursing to herself) Sazza-frazza galaxy...

FULL BODY SHOT of DOMINATOR

DOMINATOR: My ship... My bots... My powers... All GONE! (screaming at the top of her lungs) HOW DID I LOSE TO A BUNCH OF DORKS?!!

Dominator sits down and grumpily sighs.

DOMINATOR: What’s the point? (looking behind her at the recovering planets) That bonehead Hater overpowered me, the planets I destroyed are teeming with life again, and I’ve got nothing.

MEDIUM SHOT of Dominator

DOMINATOR: (pulling out her smartphone) If it wasn’t for that fuzzy banjo guy and his zbornak friend, I totally would’ve won!

Dominator’s POV - The PICTURE she took in The Flower appears on the phone’s screen.

DOMINATOR: Still, I had so much fun tormenting those two...

MEDIUM SHOT of Dominator

DOMINATOR: (smirking a little) ...and I’d do it again if I could. (putting the phone away and standing back up) Well, that’s enough reminiscing. I gotta find something else to eat. (looking straight ahead with wide eyes) Huh?

FULL SHOT of a FAMILIAR SPACE DOOR

DOMINATOR: (approaching the door, quizzically) What the grop...?

Dominator sticks her hand through the orbble, turns the knob, opens the door, gasps in amazement, and enters the VOID, closing the door behind her.

Cross fade to a shot closing in on a DOWNED SPACE POD from the USA, flashing green lightning irrationally.

A faint figure in a space suit steps out. All we see are a silhouette and a pair of eyes, on which the camera zooms in. The eyes very briefly glow green.

The face of the figure fades to that of LORD HATER in a close-up shot.

And that’s my prediction of the first minute of S3. Don’t ask me to keep it going because I still have no idea what the threat of S3 looks like. If someone can make a storyboard of this, great. If we get Noël Wells to record the lines, also great.

Also, since Disney’s still taking WAAAY too long to appease the fans, consider, if you will, a cold open taking place before the new title sequence, which would take place just before the first minute of S3 with Dominator...

In this one, Ms. Myrtle the Eternal Turtle would read from a massive book and give the viewers a recap of the important highlights in Seasons 1 and 2. She would then find the last chunk of pages missing from the book (representing Season 3) and suspect that Phan Gnee (AKA “Dizz” Gnee - get it?), a stubborn archivist who is shown with a large paper bag on his head, was responsible for hiding the pages from the public for a very long time.

Ms. Myrtle warps to a recovered planet that is home to the Dizz Gnee Company and asks Dizz why the book is incomplete. Dizz claims that no one was interested in Wander’s story because everyone was more interested in the more popular properties, including the Mystery Kids Mysteries cartoon, Storm vs. the Demons of Doom anime and manga, the QuackTales reboot comics, and the new Phunnie Phinster (mascot of Phunulon) shorts. He also says he published the book and only he gets to call the shots.

Ms. Myrtle tells Dizz there’s so much more that must be revealed, especially Lord Hater’s origin story, as evidenced in the book’s table of contents. She also states that the author of the book has many years of experience (referencing Craig himself) and most likely worked harder on it than anybody else did on the works favored by Dizz Gnee. Lastly, she kindly asks Dizz to save the book so anyone who reads it will have complete satisfaction and be even more inspired to help folks and spread kindness. When Dizz refuses, Ms. Myrtle menacingly talks him into giving back the last pages or she’ll destroy the universe, and when he does as he’s told, she politely asks him if he would like to hear more of the story of Wander’s adventures in the Watchdogs’ galaxy.

It’s all just an idea. I thought this would be a fun way to summarize the overall story so far, acknowledge the executives’ incompetence (like Futurama once did), and get S3 started. It might turn out to be a 2-3 minute pre-S3 short instead. Who knows? I may even come up with a transcript in the future.

Anyone who loves the show and shows interest in the plans for S3 deserves to know everything about S3. I wonder, are Cast Members such as myself able to take a peek at the pitch for WOY’s third and final season? I mean, I didn’t work over 3 and a half years at Disneyland, sign the highest beam for Star Wars: Galaxy’s Edge, get an education in life painting and engineering technology, spend a number of weeks working on fan stuff with Illustrator, or put together a Star Nomad microgame to be denied to know what was presented in February of 2015. So please, Disney bosses, prove to us Wander fans there’s kindness in your hearts and show the world how @crackmccraigen would make the world a better place (once he’s done with Kid Cosmic, that is).

Here I go again, rambling as usual. Anyway, if I as a Cast Member can see the pitch, I promise not to tell the public.

And one last thing: if anyone is going to the D23 Expo this month, please-please-please spread awareness of the show’s existence and its unresolved cliffhanger. Just be sure you do it in a way that isn’t off-putting, though. Believe it or else, Wander Over Yonder was promoted there back in 2013. This is the 10th anniversary of D23, so it should be a good time to bring up our interest in WOY’s shelved S3 plans. If you find anyone who worked on WOY, especially Frank Angones, let them know that SaveWOY will never surrender! Also, while you’re there, feel free to share my Illustrator images - you have my permission.

The Season Covers (inspired by the Star Wars trilogy VHS set)

The First 5 Years (includes a Hidden Mickey)

The Drastic Attempt to Escape (intricate way to portray ownership)

[dangerliesbeforeyou]

HIStory’s ranked (no one asked, but here i go)

so i was sittin here, talkin to myself about the HIStory series’ and was like ‘hey, i should rank them’ (which i’ve seen a few other people do, but mines a lot more rambling than there’s because i can’t shut up lol) 

so here’s my views lol (ordered from worst to best, imo):

6) My Hero (HIStory1) -

probably universally acknowledged as the worst episode, and i’d be inclined to agree with the masses on this lol... not only is the tone and humour of this series so weird and disjointed, but the entire story line literally makes no sense lol?? it’s unclear who the audience should be rooting for (especially as it goes out of it’s way to paint our protagonist as really unlikable lol, not to mention the love interest is the dullest character ever conceived like ???), as well as this the ending feels completely unrelated and bizarre... 

i think this concept /could/ have worked if the guy the woman was inhabiting (which sounds weird without context, but like she’s dead lol) was somehow also inside his head? or if she got to see his memories or whatever & tries to adjust her personality to match the guy’s, causing love interest!dude to fall in love with the guy... (like i could go into more detail, i basically hav an entire au written in my head lol, but yh...)... that way, her letting go of him in the end would feel so much more well set up? especially if she was generally more understanding and likeable.. 

i think overall this series just fails in telling a decent story lol... & the cringe is even beyond what i can handle lol

5) Obsessed (HIStory1) -

people might be surprised to see this one so low down, especially since i know a lot of people really love this series (& if u do, no hate to u btw, ur allowed to like whatever u want idc), but i realllllly don’t like this series... like at all ...

the plot is weird anyway, which isnt inherently a bad thing, but then u add on the really bad couple and it’s just...... bad lol... like everything about their relationship is built on lies and deceit, and even more so than that it’s built on a lack of mutual respect and fundamental trust for each other! tall guy (i don’t know names soz) feigns memory loss in order to get closer to short guy (btw, the scenes with them being domestic were really sweet, & i firmly believe this could have been an alright series for the actors if the story line wasn’t so bad), short guy’s whole existence in that universe was a lie lol (like i know there’s no easy way to tell someone ‘lol well i’m technically from the future’ but still), then there’s the whole resolution at the end & it’s just so ??? frustrating lol!

nothing bugs me more than seeing conflict in relationships (on screen or irl) that could be solved simply by TALKING TO EACH OTHER GODDAMNIT & isnt lol... my other issue with this series is the fact tall guy 100% forced himself upon short guy in the tent & like we’re just supposed to accept it cos ?? he’s saying no and pushing away but actually he wants it because he loves tall guy ?? like fuck no i’m not accepting that lol! 

basically, bad & bizarre story & characters, & gross tropes just makes this hard for me to watch and enjoy lol... i think, like in my hero, this could’ve done with being a different story altogether lol... (maybe tall guy actually did lose his memory & he falls for short guy all on his own with no predatory intentions?? idk something like that)

4) Right or Wrong (HIStory2)

this one & my number 3 are very much tied tbh, but this one is just slightly lower just because i’m not as big into the couple as i know a lot of people are... & it’s not necessarily the age gap, cos i dont actually mind age gaps in pairings (just as long as the younger one isnt a minor, obv... and also i think any gap that’s 30+ years is a bit weird lol..).. i think my big problem with this is i dont really see why younger guy (again, i have no idea of any of these characters’ names lol) would fall for the older guy? like the older guy is obvs going thru some issues, and hasnt been taking care of himself or his kid properly because of them, but like we dont rly see a lot of why he’s a great guy? like we get the sense young guy is attracted to him, but like love is more than just thinkin they’re hot lol... idk lol this might just be me tbh i just couldnt see why he’d be interested lol

i did like the whole family side though, and showing how a man who was previously with a woman can still end up with a guy (bisexualityyyyy (or some variation of that thereupon)) is something you dont always see in media, so i thought that was pretty cool! (even if the ex-wife thing was kinda lame lol...) 

i think overall i see what this series was going for, and that it actually did an alright job in some parts... the biggest problem is that it’s kinda just forgettable lol... maybe that’s why people like obsessed so much lol? maybe it was a train wreck but ohh boy at least u wont forget it in a hurry lol!

3) Stay Away From Me (HIStory1) -

i’m a bit torn about this one, cos there are parts of it i actually really like (them going from rivals/enemies to being good friends to being more), and other parts i really didnt (the stereotypical squealing yaoi fangirl friend)... & tbh, i kinda wish this had just been a show about the budding friendship between the 2 guys... it almost feels too forced to me that they’re made to ‘fall in love’ when i actually think them both becoming less selfish and learning to respect each other as step brothers & friends is actually already a really great story (& i know that it doesnt fit with the whole ‘HIStory’ thing, but stories of platonic brotherhood/’bromance’ are just as important as gay representation... isnt a /substitute/ for representation, don’t get me wrong, but it’s always so beautiful to see decently portrayed non-toxic friendships between guys... ok this is a rant for another day tho shhh)

i think maybe why i like this one more than the other HIStory1′s is because kinda nothing happens lol... it’s not overly complex with weird unexplained magic things happening, it’s just a simple story lol... is it still tropey as hell? of course lol! but i think the ‘realism’ of the world really helps, and i def think this was incorporated more into HIStory 2, which i’m really glad about...

overall, this is a relatively harmless series & is actually quite sweet at times... the kiss is awkward as fuck tho (there, i said it lol...)... it suffers the same forgetability as right or wrong tho... 

2) Crossing the Line (/Boundary Crossing) (HIStory2) -

ok, so here’s a series i 100% love & totally agree with the hype around lol! i hav no interest in volleyball (or any sports tbh), but the way this show handles the friendships and dynamics between the characters is really well done, especially for a series that’s only 8 episodes long! i also really love that none of the characters really fall into any stereotypes (which is a great improvement from HIStory1 i can tell u lol), and are given the space to actually have some growth & nuance at times?! 

(nuance? in MY HIStory series?? it’s more likely than you think!)

the main couple have really amazing chemistry, and the way they get together doesnt feel too out of place or that it’s going to fast, it just sorta flows really nicely... even the side couple are pretty well done (though i wasnt that big into them on my first watch, just cos the whole overbearing older brother thing was kinda annoying... i liked them more as the series went on tho...)

i kinda dont have any major complaints? which is bizarre cos i always hav complaints about things lol... maybe my complaint would be that they all look way too old and attractive to be whatever teenage age they’re supposed to be lol... (but tbh that doesnt take anything away from the story so i’ll forgive them lol...)... i think maybe i wouldnt consider it my favourite because the story line didnt grab me like the number 1... but i really cant fault it in terms of what it delivers lol, legit such a well put together series!

1) Trapped (HIStory3) -

lol i think anyone who’s been following me for the past few months aren’t in the slightest bit surprised this is my number one... i just love it too much lol!

from the incredibly well written and well acted characters, to the interesting and engaging (even if a bit ridiculous) plot, to the beautifully told romance , it really has it all doesn’t it!!! & i think even if this wasnt an enemies to lovers thing (aka one of the most godtier of all fanfic tropes), there’s so many things going for this series that make it worth watching! i have a few complains about editing choices and a few bad trope plot points which were just unnecessary (plus the fact we missed out on a lot of background info on some major characters lol...), but like despite everything this series rly struck a chord with me deep down in my soul lol

i could go waaay more into detail (and maybe i will one day lol... tho not rn, i’m v tired), but the gist of the matter is: i really love trapped lol

(conclusion)

Even though i’ve complained quite a bit here, i am so grateful for the HIStory series’ for bringing really interesting, and a little mad, stories with gay characters and story lines, with a big emphasis on happy endings! there are so many lgbt stories/characters in things that end up dying or just have bad endings, which just sends this horrible message that lgbt people aren’t worthy of having happy endings, which is completely untrue! 

So i look forward to future HIStory’s, even if some of them are gonna be bad (& maybe none will live up to the trapped!shaped bullet firmly lodged in my heart lol)

fin~

[galaxythedragonshifter]

I found this ask game and imma answer bc I love questions skjskajkjskjak:

I watched people play FNAF Security Breach, and Sun and Moon became my favorite animatronics. SB is also what first got me into the FNAF fandom as a whole LMHO-

I'm actually not sure. I think it was the fandom's translation of the two. Moon being infected by the virus, Sun having to deal with the anxiety and stress, the Daycare being closed, ect. (I like my angst, so yee). Also my lack of a father figure might have something to do with it I dunno- (Same with being touch starved. My mom and bro give me hugs all of the time, but my friends never do except one; I'm scared I'll be too clingy.)

UHHHH....I honestly have no clue. The game came out a year ago, so I'd say maybe a half a year ago or so-

No, unfortunately. I just don't have the right platforms or resources. If I did, I definitely would have bought the game a long time ago, but yeah we can't afford many gaming stuff lol. (I mean seriously, we JUST got our first switch this Christmas, ans it's only one the whole family has to share, as well as it being our first ACTUAL console

I've made a few doodles...and a few unpublished mini-fic drafts (I'm also thinking about making a larger fic about Y/N taking the place of Gregory, and trying to fix the writing of SB that way)

Definitely just regular art of the DCA. I really don't like the romantic ones (I'm aroace EEEEEE), bit also I need ANGST TO FEED MY DARK SOUL! Especially with Fics LMHO- (like seriously @bamsara Solar Lunacy is just....🤌✨😭YES) I also really like comfort, especially when it comes to Moon (oh look, my fatherless is showing).

MMMMMM probably MER!DCA. Or maybe swapped....idk XD. There's a lot, especially if you count the random little ones that are basically created anytime someone created a fic cause no one can agree in canon in the first place TwT

I'm not sure if this is specifically DCA themed OCs, but if so, no, I don't have any DCA related OCs. I do have plenty of regular ones though, my current favorites being Galaxy (my dragonsona), Z/Zip (Murder Drones OC), and Fin (TMNT OC).

I feel like thier canon design is slightly off-putting. Like, I like their design from a character design perspective, but YeA, Thier faces feel a little ..stiff. Like, all the fan designs can make expressions, even if they can't open thier mouths. Yea I fend the design for Sun and Moon's faces to be a bit stiff, but hey, it's a horror game, and SB translates it perfectly when it actually tries.

Wait...there's a SMALL amount? I mean, the Fics without all the bad stuff are slightly lacking, but I'm in an even smaller fandom rn actually (The Underworld Office fandom.) It's actually not that bad, and I have my own ideas and Headcanons surrounding the DCA.

Moon...👉👈 (I'm sorry Sun but I'm biased...)

I actually think Eclipse is pretty cool. I typically prefer other people's HCs of him, considering I don't really have a HC of him, and I tend to not watch the SAMS. I think Eclipse would be pretty cool for a angst thing tho. Maybe a threquel to SB and the DLC

I assume pre-glitch Sun had no Anxiety, and less of a desire to desperately protect. I HC that Glitch moon had a lot to do with Sun's behavior in the game though.

I imagine pre-glitch Moon to be a lot calmer, his voice less raspy, and His eyes different than in the game. A very good singer too.

Two-seperate beings in one body. It feels...odd to HC it as being two sides of the same person honestly.

Definitely more Angst Hurt/Comfort Fics. I absolutely love them!

Definitely LESS uhhhh....sm*t fics...yeah. I don't touch them, but there's waaay too many on AO3.

Updates on Solar Lunacy ig. I love that fic, and I love the mystery surrounding the DCA.

Yeah! Definitely. I'd love to finger paint, tell stories, play hide-and-seek, and just generally childish stuff with Sun. (I had way too short a childhood, I don't even remember any of it so yea) I'd also love to listen to a few stories from Moon, and listen to one of his lullabies. That would be kinda cool. (If ya can't tell by now, my inner child is in pain from having to be repressed. Yeah being a teen is NOT fun. No matter what the elders say.)

And I guess 20 will be the other random questions I wanna answer cause NO ONE CAN STOP ME HHAHAHHA! (Part 2 IG cause I posted this too early LMHO-)

alright dca fandom, here’s some questions bc i’m curious. the funky jesters make our brains go brr, but why? treat it as an ask game or answer in the tags if you feel like it! :)

how did you get here?

why these characters in particular? what was the hook for you?

how long have you been here?

have you actually played fnaf sb?

if you make content, what’s your favorite piece you’ve contributed?

what’s your favorite sort of art or fic? what genre/flavor/style?

what’s your favorite au?

do you have any ocs, or have any ocs you’re fond of?

what do you think of the dca’s canon appearance? Scary? Cute? Something else?

what keeps you in this fandom despite the very small amount of canon content the dca had?

be honest: if you had to pick only one, sun or moon?

thoughts on eclipse?

thoughts on pre-glitch sun?

thoughts on pre-glitch moon?

do you interpret sun and moon as two sides of the same person, or truly two separate beings in one body? does it matter?

what’s something in the fandom you’d like to see more of?

what’s something in the fandom you’d like to see less of?

anything you’re looking forward to?

do you think you’d actually get along with the dca if you met them irl?

free space! talk about whatever’s on your mind!

[daesungindistress]

6, 8, 19, 27

6) If you had to delete one of your stories and never speak of it again, which would it be and why?

Oh gosh, this is surprisingly hard to answer! I’m not actually ashamed of any of my fics (in this fandom anyway) and don’t regret writing them, so picking one to give the boot “just because” is tougher than you might think. They’re all my children, in a way. 😭 I could say Give Everything because it’s just a drabble at less than 1k, was hardly worth posting to begin with, but that feels like taking the easy way out of this question. Hmmm… Blackout Blues? A short, fun fic that I wrote quickly and isn’t exactly dear to me. Gravity? My only SunDae, though an AU. I can’t choose!

(Y’all are probably expecting me to say 28 Days, but no… I regret nothing.)

8) Where do you take your inspiration from?

Everywhere! Daily life. My job and all it entails. People I meet, conversations I have. Music I listen to, movies I watch. News articles I read, comment threads on Reddit that I spend waaay too many hours browsing through. Dreams, occasionally. Walks in nature (for Carnivores especially). Tumblr fandom – scans, gifs, videos, moodboards, edits, art, text posts. And most important of all: Big Bang themselves.

Inspiration is everywhere to be found. Just gotta be paying attention.

19) Are there any stories that you’ve written that you’d really love to do a sequel to?

Absolutely! I don’t know if it will happen, but I would like to one day write a short sequel to Gravity. Something lighthearted and sweet… more SunDae with appearances by the other three. Kind of crack-filled though, because what else would you expect from starboy Daesung’s first days on the surface of the Earth’s – oh wait, that’s not right. He’s not a fallen star. He’s a piece of cosmic debris. And with only Youngbae and Co there to show him how to navigate his new human existence, what could possibly go wrong?

I’ve also had it in the back of my mind for-e-ver to maybe one day write an addition to Nesting Instinct. Most likely a smutty oneshot, ToDaeBae, but this time Youngbae’s reason for being there isn’t a medical emergency. I dunno, maybe?

And OH! I do still intend to write one more part to round out the Hearts On Fire series. Fingers crossed!

27) Do you make a general outline for your stories or do you just go with the flow?

It’s a bit of both. I start by compiling notes in a Word or Wordpad doc – whatever comes to me, whenever (if I’m not at my home computer, I’ll use the notes app on my phone). It’s messy at first – long, winding threads of thought, run-on sentences, disjointed dialogue, abbreviated names, and confusing punctuation. Sometimes a “thought” is just one line; sometimes it’s half a page of text. Because you know how it goes… when you’re really in the flow, one thing leads to the next.

For some reason I try to avoid paragraphs early on; doing that at this point in the process only slows down the flow of ideas, and the unbroken wall of text is fun to crack apart into more manageable pieces later. So everything starts out mashed together and all out of order, but… at least it’s in bullet point format? Come on, I’m not a complete slob; there has to be some separation of ideas. And I do love bullet points.

When I decide it’s time to work on the fic in earnest, I’ll rearrange this jumble of half-formed thoughts, divide into scenes (and within scenes, paragraphs), remove the bullet points… and start filling in the gaps. And after that? The most arduous part of it all: refine, refine, refine. That part I do take an orderly approach to, combing over it from end to end as many times as I feel I need to (i.e., until I’m sick of staring at it and can’t stand obsessing over it any longer). Toward the end I color words and phrases that I think need further attention. When there’s no red text left, the fic is ready to post.

So yeah, there is an element of planning and organization to my writing process, even if it starts out a bit haphazard.

[kendrixtermina]

This podcast is solid gold.

I mean we all talk about how Rebecca’s personal life wound up in the show with their relationship with their brother,, her own experiences with gender and sexual orientation and longtime love of Nerd Media, but the bits out Ian are really stunning, especially when you consider the show’s political subplot- Ian’s grandparents were apparently actual freedom fighters back in Ghana and significant political figures over there -

He compares Steven’s upbringing as a half-alien to his own life as the child of immigrants, speaks about growing up in the shadows of these famed figured who had been considered heroes but also been, well, politicians, and how they were still normal people with emotions, and how some of them may have tried to reinvent themselves and shake off that baggage in the new country to give their children new life. 

I never considered it this way, I kind of saw those elements as strictly conceptual. It sure implies that these people know what they’re talking about. It sure explains why many elements that merrican purists decry as “immature” are actually in line with, say, ted talks by people who actually battle war and extremism. 

How come no one ever talked about this? I’d heard that the Kofis were Ghanan because someone on the crew was and proposed that idea but this goes way further. 

That’s always been something unique about the show, that they think about this mix of heavy-duty sci-fi concepts and relatable experiences. 

Other intriguing bits:

They confirm what was always my impression that Rose treated Amethyst as a daughter and kind of tried to give her the freedom she never had & have her grow up without knowing of the hierarchy - and how that ended up backfiring when she actually encountered bigots. 

I thought she may have considered experimenting with replicating a human family structure but after knowing that gems are probably made from Diamond juice and how excited Pink was to actually interact with her gems on a friendly basis, it takes on a somewhat different note. I mean Amethyst always sort of acted like Steven’s sister no DNA could make her more of a sister to him than she already is, but if you think about it they actually are related, even if the Diamonds are normally more like insect Hive Queens than parents. 

They say they wrote Bismuth as someone who was still in no-holds-barred war-mode when she got out of the bubble, so maybe her more “radical/ballistic” actions early on could be seen in that light

They also characterized her as someone who wants to protect her friends over all else. I mean, that’s how I kinda always knew that if she’s ever adressed again, she would be redeemed - I mean even in her first episode where she’s all rambo and proposes murdering anyone who disagrees (Steven included), she is SO supportive and encouraging of everyone around her, especially Amethyst and Pearl. The loss of her comerades might have driven her to a short-circuit reaction because war is ugly,  and she’s got a bit of an edge as an ideologue, IRL she’d probably be an outspoken political tumblr type, but just from the way she goes out of her way to make others feel included it’s clear that she couldnt be truly evil. 

Besides, I think the show will benefit from having this edgier, more distrustful, passionate teammate in the mix. For example, now Steven has someone to ask for help XD

In that sense Bismuth and Rose are actually ironically alike - when great admiration shatters, the pendulum often swings far back into the other direction. They imply that between being disappointed in Yellow and Blue, and being shocked/guilty that she almost cheerfully de-juiced an inhabited planet, she talked lots of shit about the Diamonds as “Rose” - in particular its implied that the tale of CacklingVillain!Pink as seen in Gemcation and “Your Mother and Mine” is a product of Rose’s guilt and shame

We could analyze this furthers - laughing at the concept of saving humans sounds like something White Diamond would do. The bits about Pink being cowardly and incompetent could also be some internalized guilt about sucking at being a Diamond. 

I think that most of the parts involving “Rose” actually happened pretty much as depicted, Pink was just incognito, and later told Garnet a ‘censored’ version. Maybe even the conversation happened, but instead of “Rose” talking to “Pink”, it was Pink talking to White. 

They also lampshaded that this essentially led to Rose unwittingly driving herself into a situation where all her friends were basically telling her that she should die. No wonder she felt like she could never tell them the truth. 

They also imply further backstory tho, probably whatever happened to Pink Pearl

I actually feel like rewatching the early episodes & trying to see it through the “immigrant family” lens. Indeed they belong to some culture that Steven knows little about since he grew up on earth.

While my parents are about as European as they come, their families had been living in the Carribean and it was only after I was born that they returned here, because they were fleeing dictatorship and famine, and they’d often tell us about how much everything sucked back on their island, how my father was discriminated against for being catholic,  and how they had to “unlearn” a lot of survival mechanisms, like, the friend who ended up becoming my brother’s godmother would have to remind them that its okay to criticise the government out loud. My mom used to get super excited about bein able to eat tomatoes and 

It’s just that all that happened when I was too young to remember.

I always identified completely with the place I grew up in because it’s all I knew and I liked it, and besides I knew nothing of that other place, like, I was always keenly aware that my parents lived through all that sucky stuff, but not me, that I was very lucky compared to them and couldn’t even imagine it and I figured that with my personality I wouldn’t have lasted long in a place where you can’t say what you think, so I felt like it would be presumptious to claim other people’s suffering or stuff I knew nothing about

Besides it sounded like something very far away, but now I realize that it actually would have been pretty recent for my parents at the time I actually started remembering things. 

It’s just really weird to think about it in that context...

Anyways tangent aside Ian Quartey-Jones’ story should really get WAAAY more attention  

[weirdlanders]

How did havok recruit luminous? Is there a story behind the two of them?

Okay sooooooooooo, I went waaay overboard on this 8,D When I started writing this, I meant for it to be a short little thing like the Athrenna vs. Feur short story went. But exploring Luminous’ first contact with Havok was way too fun because he had so much to get over to even agree to ally himself with him. None of it having to do with his now obvious crush on Havok, what the things that made Luminous want to fight the Darkness.

Soooooo again, apologies for the length. I hope it’s still intriguing enough to read, since it’s not drawn out, but to draw all this would take way too long. Havok and Luminous’ friendship is complex at first, so this was so much fun to write ;u; I hope yall enjoy!

Darkness had always been the root of Luminous’ fears. Countless years the fear had crippled him, leading many others to rally against him and bully him. Afterall, he was a being of Light itself. A blazing star with a conscious of his own, a mind, body and soul. Yet, Darkness was always lurking in the corners of light realms. Threatening to devour him whole one day, devour everyone! He had to be the one to defeat it once and for all. Nobody else had believed him, finding it to be such a childish ambition. But what was so childish about it? The Darkness was their true enemy above all others, and if nobody else would take it seriously; he would. And he would kill anyone that dared to stand in his way.

When it came to those that didn’t believe in him, they were easy to defeat. Luminous was a strong warrior, and when he finally escaped his prison, he was ready to continue his end goal. What better way to do that than to take on the most evil family in the lands. The very family that was the heart of all the Darkness; the Kaos family. He had seen the Queen sparsely, but he knew he could kill her. What he didn’t realize, however, that attacking her directly had put him in far more danger than he could have imaged. When the entire family and their army took notice of him; a small, dangerous lone star, he felt the heat.

Defeating their minions was fairly easy, they clearly had underestimated him. Attacking one of her generals was a smart idea, they all had crystals on them that could open a portal right into the heart of Kurosia; where he needed to go. The Veil, he gathered, would stop him immediately. That and uh… he was afraid to just throw himself into it. He had no idea why, but even stepping foot in Kurosia gave him such a wave of sickening fear. He had to teleport there, defeat the heart of all Darkness, and get out before he died too. Easy!

But the general he picked… was the wrong one.

Luminous thought it would be easy, he really did. This general had few minions, and every villain knew he hated working in teams. Just like Luminous, only HE was a magnificent being of Light. The most superior element of all. The minions he first encountered here creatures made of broken wood, smoldering furniture, and glowing eyes. Things made out of the destroyed buildings the general had brought down. They barely held a threat to Luminous as their bodies crumbled away from his light, peeling and hissing into piles of debris with a snap of his golden fingers. He couldn’t help to smirk with glee as even the mabu that ran toward him with hopeful faces ran screaming when they realized he wasn’t there to help them. ‘Yes, fear me.’ Luminous thought as he floated along the dismayed streets. ‘You all fear the evil of Darkness; but you should fear me instead. I, and greater.”

There was a loud stomping that made Luminous stop. And the giant, hulking form slid out from between two crumbling homes. It was massive, black, with bright glowing orange/red eyes. They shimmered, reflecting the burning chaos like mirrors back to Luminous. The thing stopped in the middle of the street, staring at him just as he stared back at it. He didn’t realize it at first; but Luminous was frozen with a sudden sense of fear.

The general he had been looking for stood tall. Tall enough to meet Luminous’ eyes, however the star always floated wherever he went. This thing was standing on it’s own long, dragon like legs. It spread it’s gigantic wings, both of which were easily twice the length of the general’s body. The wings tainted the light of the fires, covering Luminous in a reddish hue. The realization sunk in slowly for Luminous, the cold revelation of just who this general was creeping along his spine like an evil snake. This… wasn’t a general. This was a Warlord, and not just any Warlord. No wonder enemy villains weren’t anywhere to be seen, despite the few minions, why the Skylanders hadn’t quite made it here yet.Havok stood before him, nearly silhouetted against the fires behind him. His tail twitched and flicked behind him, shining bright like his horns. Luminous had never gotten this close to him before, and by the look of the hybrid’s face, neither had he. They both stood frozen for a few moments, but the son of the evil Emperor and his Queen moved first.“Skylander…” He snarled under his breath. Luminous’ chest tightened with fear and anxiety as the beast’s voice reverberated in his own body. His tone was deep, twisted with an even deeper rumble of a growl that dragons often had. Luminous felt himself start to quake with fear, but he tightened his fists. No, he would NOT weaken now. This was his chance to strike at the darkness he had been afraid of his whole life. This thing before him wasn’t a living, breathing being; it was Darkness. It was the embodiment of his fears. Luminous narrowed his almond shaped eyes, feeling the light broil beneath his skin. The hybrid clearly winced at this and backed away a few steps. “That’s right, cower before me you wretched blight.” Luminous floated higher; taller. He held out his hands, letting his light glow brighter. “I am not aligned with those fools, but you should fear me nonetheless. I am Luminous, your harbinger of death. I will not cease my war against your Darkness until you are all snuffed out by my light.”Havok took more steps back, his wings closing in closer to his body. He held up an arm, trying to shield himself from the burning light. Luminous felt his evil smirk deepen as he floated closer. ‘That’s right.’ He thought with growing, sinister glee. ‘Burn away, burn!’There was a sound Luminous heard before everything went numb and blurry. It was a trickling sound, weak at first, but exploded into a full hearty laugh. But it wasn’t him that had laughed; it was that dark abomination. Luminous coughed suddenly, realizing he was on his back and pushed deep into the stoned street. He wheezed, feeling his body slowly re-awaken. What had happened? Why was there a loud ringing in his ears?The trickling laughter had not ceased either. It slowly returned as Luminous regained his hearing, suddenly spotting Havok standing over him. The star quickly scrambled onto his side, dragging himself out of the rock and shot back into the air. The hybrid stayed where he was, watching Luminous with those mirrored glowing orange eyes. “Aren’t you polite.” Havok bellowed up at him, his voice carrying along the winds far too well. Luminous hated how his voice still made his chest rumble, as if his insides were a vast canyon. But that was nothing compared to the aching pain that was his very presence. Such pure Darkness made his skin burn cold, something no artic elemental could ever do. The elements in their very bodies resented each other so much it burned both of them.Havok threw out his arms, spreading his wings to their full staggering length. “Well hello, Luminous, not-an-annoying-Skylander-but-still-REALLY-annoying-light-bug. I am Havok Kaoson, your sovereign of destruction, Lover of the ladies, Ender of Skylanders, Handsomest Hybrid ever, and all them fancy words. I’m afraid I can’t let you do aaaaaaany of what you babbled on about.”Luminous scowled with disgust. For a being of so much sickening Darkness, he was so crass! He wasn’t taking this seriously at all! Luminous gritted his teeth, wanting to punch that smirk right off the hybrid’s all about wrong face. “You cannot stop me!” He barked back, holding out his arms to summon forth crystals of light beside him. He loved how that smirk slipped off the hybrid’s face. “I’ll kill you like the parasite you are, and I’ll come for the rest of you all. I will not stop until ALL of your putrid Darkness is GONE!” Havok pulled his lips up into a vicious snarl, baring his long, dragon like fangs. His hair bristled like the hackles of a wolf, and his wings twisted down in anger. “Not as polite. Fine. Guess I’ll just have to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget, you eyesore!”The hybrid suddenly launched off the ground with a loud explosion of rock. Luminous darted out of the way, shocked as the rocks roared and shot after him. Havok could control the elements?! He shot around the massive pillar, hearing loud, thundering wing beats behind him. ‘Of course!’ he realized. Havok was the son of Kaos, the Emperor, a small pathetic whelp of a human. The evil portal master that somehow murdered Eon. Portal masters could control all the elements, except the one that contrasted their light, or dark element. He hadn’t expected Havok to also have those abilities, but Luminous quickly recovered from the revelation.

Luminous darted away quickly, hearing the growls of frustration from Havok told him that he was obviously quicker than his enemy. Havok batted his wings harder to try and catch up as Luminous shot between crumbling buildings of the dying town. They seemed to try and lean toward Luminous, as if the buildings themselves were trying to fall on him.  Rocks and burning beams of wood shot up at him on their own, forcing Luminous to dodge from impossible angles. Adrenaline drilled through Luminous as he realized how dangerous Havok truly was. While he was slower than him, he could control the very air around him. He couldn’t escape or gain too much distance; Luminous had to fight in close combat. The horror of it sunk deeper into his very being. He felt the fear grip his thundering heart. He didn’t want to be close to that beast, he was… scared. The shame brought a molten tear to his eye, igniting his core with fury. No, no he was NOT scared! Spinning in the air in a sharp, split second circle, Luminous shot a beam of light out before him. Havok didn’t have any time to avoid it, he crashed right through it. The beam splintered into glass like shards of light, and Luminous winced as he heard the hybrid’s squeal of pure, agonizing pain. Havok spun wildly in the air, his long metal tail whipping toward Luminous so quickly he was struck. Luminous felt the wind leave him as he was catapulted into a building; breaking through the wood like paper. The foundations and the rock caught his fall, and by some strange spin of luck, the building fell upon him through the hole in it he created. Leaving him unscathed when he couldn’t control his own body yet. The hit knocked him back down like that mysterious explosion Havok caused before. Burning bits of straw landed on him gently, lighting raining down from the crumbling ceiling before him. He had a blissful few moments to breathe, and regain himself.Slowly, Luminous pulled himself back up to his feet. He coughed, holding his side. He felt a tinder pain sting at his own touch; broken ribs. The star gritted his teeth. His bones were hard to break, his insides were not like most mortal beings. He had never broken anything before, but that hybrid’s tail had. Forcing himself to ignore the pain, Luminous flew gently through the hole in the ceiling. The town was covered in fire, screams, and death. The black clouds of smoke pillared into the air, covering the sun and bathing everything in Darkness. All but Luminous, who floated in the sky like a beacon of light. He glared his burning eyes for Havok, but didn’t see any evidence of the hybrid. Had Luminous won? Had he killed the darkness?No. Luminous felt him before he saw him. A rumble of bellowing darkness roared below his feet, and the star’s face fell with utter horror at the hybrid reaching below him. He was surrounded by smoke, flickers of red bolts of thunder and fire. His wings were outstretched, trailing the billows of smoke and fire. His eyes filled Luminous with so much fear he screamed, they were blazing like endless pits of fire. That very fire rolled out of Havok’s mouth, tailing down the sides of his face as if his insides were nothing but a blazing inferno. Havok’s talons closed around Luminous’ ankle before the star could shoot away, his hold was so agonizingly tight Luminous feared that his ankle would be yanked off. Instead Havok threw him with so much force he bounced off the street, sending his helmet spiraling off his head. Countless times he rolled, crashing into street lamps as if they were nothing but twigs in his wake. Finally, a tall stone wall caught his fall, shooting mindless pain all along his broken side. Luminous gagged on his agony, rolling onto his stomach to try and crawl back to his feet. A few mabu ran out of a burning building before him, completely ignoring the star as they tried desperately to escape. Just as Luminous pulled himself up to his knees using the very wall that caught him, he heard the wingbeats. Quickly, he spun around and shot a beam of light behind him, but Havok was already spinning out of the way. He tried again, and again, but the hybrid rolled around them with horrifying speeds. Yet, before he even got into grabbing distance again, Luminous felt the rock eat his arm. He sunk into the rock wall as if it were made of sand, forcing him to use his free arm to bat helplessly at it. “No! NO!” Luminous roared, hissing through his teeth at the pain in his side.Havok landed with a loud thump behind him. Luminous grunted and turned halfway, glaring at the towering hybrid calmly walking up to him. Before Luminous could fire another beam, the metal railing of the gate beside the wall shot out and entangled around his wrist like snakes. He felt more shot up from the ground, spiraling around his legs and torso. One grasped around his neck, forcing his head back painfully. Luminous couldn’t help but cry out in anger, frustration… and fear.

“Alright, lightbug. You’re pissing me off.” Havok panted, smoke curling around his jaws and face. His eyes seemed to slide back, making Luminous jump, until he realized they revealed his true eyes. They were blood red, slitted like a dragon’s, with clashing blue around the thin pupils. The whites of his eyes were a golden yellow, like kindling fires. He continued toward Luminous until he squatted beside him, his nostrils flaring with heat and hints of fire. Luminous fought his restraints, but not even he could break free of them. His fear brought his hands to shake, he fought against it desperately. No, he couldn’t let the fear control him! He had to remember the light, feel stronger than this parasite, so his light could ignite him like he could before. But Havok was so close now, staring at him right in the eyes like he was some bizzare creature. Luminous could see blood oozing out of his ears and from a deep gash in his forehead. From the beam of light he crashed into earlier. Around the wounds, the skin shimmered as if touched by golden glitter, the flesh turning even redder around the golden bits. The hybrid’s steaming blood coated one side of his face, giving him a gruesome, beastly appearance. Was this it? Luminous saw his eyes blur with tears as Havok’s face wobbled for a moment. Was this how he was going to die? By a mere Warlord of Darkness, the very, very first step to his journey. How could he fail this easily? How could he let his fears own him like this… he really was weak. All this time, everyone had been right about him. He would fail this apparent, impossible goal. Darkness would never be defeated, it would continue on, consuming the light until there was nothing left but the black abyss. No, he had to face his fate without fear. He refused to let any tears fall as he glared at Havok, starting to burn his light with fury. Havok made a face at him.“Cut that out.” Havok ordered. “Dude, stop. Dim the lights.” The request was so bizzare, Luminous obeyed with a look of angry confusion. The hybrid waved a taloned hand as if to shoo away the light and smoke. “Look. Who are you, really? Why don’t you work for the Skylanders?” Havok asked, the fires dimming in his throat. Luminous breathed through the restraints and the pain, though air seemed hard to come by.

“I-I… I already…” Luminous started, but Havok shook his head. “Yeah Luminous the ender of worlds whatever.” Havok waved his hand again, a bit more rushed. Frustrated.

“Ender of-no! I’m…Luminous, I work for nobody.” He huffed, finally easing his struggle. The pain in his side was too much to bare for it. He swallowed hard, but Havok seemed oddly patient to listen to him. “The Skylanders… imprisoned me, they are my enemies.”“Why’d they do that? Aren’t you a Light elemental? Aren’t you like… automatically their ally?” He asked, tilting his head and twisting his snout in confusion. Luminous felt his fear prickle. He hated how friendly he suddenly was… or was he friendly? Was he merely acting, just to get information out of him?“N-no.” Luminous continued. “They are… weak. They won’t do what’s necessary to defeat the enemy. But I do, and for that, they tried to lock me away in my own prison tailored to… me.” He finished, breathing heavily.Havok stared at him, and Luminous felt his skin crawl. His mere aura pressed against his own, making his body feel cold. He hated it, he wanted to wiggle away. Havok looked just as uncomfortable, yet he stayed where he was, resting his elbows on his thighs. Luminous stared up at the hybrid, getting a very close look at how strange he was. He had a blunt dragon like muzzle, yet it didn’t clash with his square like face all that much. He had large, slitted eyes and black markings running down his face; at least, from what Luminous could see through the blood. While he was big, he wasn’t as massive as the star originally thought. He was a few heads taller than Luminous, and he seemed slightly bigger built. He wore layers upon layers of leather and metal, dotted with metals and awards. He had spined shoulder pads… or where those spikes a part of him? The hybrid blinked, and Luminous got a glimpse of his third reflective eyelid slid back horizontally over his eye. The third eyelids, an organ dragons had that protected their eyes in flight. Havok seemed to control it, letting it cover his eyes to give them that haunting, glowing appearance.“Hm, so you’re a villain?” Havok asked, making Luminous jump.

“Uh… yes, I am a villain.” Luminous mumbled, confused at Havok’s rudimentary wording of things.“A light villain…” Havok thought out loud, tapping his metal goatee spikes. Luminous blinked at him. Was he toying with him? Playing this out like some cruel torture? “Never heard of that before.” Havok continued, refocusing his slitted eyes on him again. “Look, if you’re not with the Skylanders, we don’t have to be enemies.” He said. Luminous stared at him with stunned shock, his mouth falling open a little.

“W-Wha… yes, yes we do!” Luminous bellowed back. Havok blinked his eyes as if a sudden gust of air blew in his face. “You are Darkness crawling in your very bones! I will not stop until every last drop of Darkness is gone!”

“Alrighty then… why’s that?” Havok asked calmly. The star blinked back at him, confused.“Why???” Luminous repeated. Havok nodded eagerly. What… was his motive? Luminous looked around; no living thing stood around them. No Mabu, no reinforcements for either Havok or the Skylanders. Just them. “Uh.. Because, you’re… Darkness.” Luminous mumbled, unsure how to even answer that. They were made to fight, couldn’t Havok feel it? How their very elemental cores couldn’t bare to be around each other? Luminous had to destroy all of it, he just had to. Why question it?‘Because… I’m afraid of it.’ Luminous realized. Havok flinched with surprise, catching the star’s attention. Wait… had he accidentally said that out loud?! Luminous sucked in a sharp breath of air, staring up at Havok with embarrassing horror.“Wow, you’re finally real with me.” Havok said, surprised. Luminous felt his face grow hot with embarrassment. “Well, since you’re real with me, I’ll be real with you.” Havok continued. “I don’t want to fight you anymore. It’s not everyday an evil light elemental walks right up to me. We could work together instead.” “WHAT?” Luminous screeched, but he winced at how his voice cracked. Havok flinched but that damn smirk pulled back onto his face. “Think about it! You could work for me and my family’s kingdom, and I can help you get over that fear.” Havok offered, holding out his arms a bit. “What do you say?”Luminous stared at him with so much confusion, he couldn’t speak. He opened his mouth a few times, but kept closing it. That… made no sense. “I… I have to defeat the Darkness…” Luminous said faintly, as if his reality was being broken apart. Havok shook his head.

“No, that’s impossible. Just like Darkness can’t defeat the Light.” Havok explained as if it was known fact. “Our elements will always exist, there’s no defeating them. When they’re unbalanced, it’s the rest of the elements that feel it. The rest of the realms. And I hate to admit it; things aren’t balanced very well lately.”Luminous listened to him. Why? It sounded so crazy to him, like insane babbling of some fake truth.  Yet he didn’t speak up. “If you work alongside us, you won’t ever have a reason to fear the Darkness. We can be allies, and all the realms can be our playground. Without you having to fear a single thing.”Havok’s words repeated in his mind, circling around and around. An ally… to the Darkness? The very thing he feared all his life, so much so it twisted him against his own people. He had killed so many innocents in order to reach his goal, but did those lives even matter to begin with?

The star hadn’t realized Havok had released him. He suddenly rolled onto his knees, catching the ground with both hands. Havok stayed squatting before him, wings folded behind him and tail twitching over his toes. ‘I don’t want to fight you anymore’ ‘Darkness can’t defeat the light’ ‘we can be allies’ ‘you won’t ever have a reason to fear the Darkness’

Luminous looked up to meet the hybrid’s eyes again. They had a warmth in them he hadn’t seen directed at him before; friendliness. Even other light elementals glowered at him, cursing him for his ambition. Even if he did defeat the darkness, when he was done… there would be nobody for him. Nobody would cheer him on, he’d only return to be hated for how he accomplished his goal. He felt a chill consume him as he looked at his hands. He was a kindling orange and red shade, flecks of gold barely visible in his skin.

“So?” Havok asked, bringing Luminous back from his thoughts. There was suddenly a taloned hand held before him, making the star flinch back. But it stayed there, and Luminous looked up to see Havok’s excited, expecting face. “Be my ally, and I’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”“H-how can you possibly do that?” Luminous sighed, turning his head away. He felt so defeated, what was there to fight for? Was that why all the light beings laughed at him? They all knew for sure Darkness couldn’t be defeated, it was the silly streams of a child. “I’m the Emperor and Queen’s son.” Havok laughed. “They can’t do anything to you if you’re my ally. If anyone dares to try and get at you, it would mean their entire people could be cut off from their own alliance with my family.” The hybrid puffed up his chest, beaming with so much confidence Luminous frowned at him. Yet something about it was… uplifting. Assuring. “My family controls the rule of all Evil in Skylands. Those that don’t ally themselves with us endanger being our enemies. With our numbers, that could mean the end of entire villainous factions. So, ally yourself with me, and you’ll be apart of our evil regime. And I can help you get over your fears of the Dark too, easy peasy lemon squeezy.” Havok shrugged.

Luminous was silent for a handful of moments. He sat on his knees, staring down at the debris. Fire still burned loudly all around them, yet things were so quiet. No more screams of agony of the dying, the screeches of fear from the destruction. Just them. Luminous explored Havok’s welcoming face. He seemed… honest. True to his word. Could he actually help Luminous? Give him a new purpose? Could… he really conquer his fear?

Without him thinking, Luminous found his hand reaching up to clasp Havok’s. His hand felt blazingly warm, fighting the cold that Havok’s very aura made him feel. The hybrid stood up, pulling Luminous up with him with little effort. Their hands shook in agreement, and Havok’s smile only widened. But he was waiting; Luminous swallowed hard, his mind reeling and trying to understand what he was agreeing to.“A-Alright.” Luminous said when he found his voice, gripping Havok’s scaled hand harder. “I agree to be your ally, Havok Kaoson.” He said, puffing up his on chest and holding his circular head high. Havok beamed, chuckling deep in his throat. “Just call me Hov, or Hovvy. And loosen up, I’m not ‘bout that regal stuff okay?” The hybrid let go of Luminous’ hand, and the star rubbed his hands together. They felt cold again, but Havok paid no mind. “Ah, perfect timing too.” Havok sighed with annoyance. Luminous blinked curiously, following Havok’s gaze up to the sky. There were dots heading toward them; undoubtedly Skylanders. Luminous tensed up, feeling his body ignite with light once more. This was it, the first battle with his first ally!“Wait, dim the lights!” Havok shushed. Luminous blinked at him. “We don’t need to fight em now, let’s just get you back to Kurosia, introduce you to the kingdom first.”“What?” Luminous blurted, baffled. “You… want to run away? From a battle?” Luminous felt angry, he could NOT ally himself with a coward!“Pick your battles.” Havok chuckled. “This one isn’t worth the effort, it’s just a tiny little mabu village I decided to toy around with. Let the Skylanders come in to cry and clean up after us. C’mon, introductions.” Havok waved Luminous after him as he turned away calmly. Luminous frowned at the oncoming Skylanders, but sighed and followed the hybrid. Fine, introductions it was. Havok pulled a shimmering purple crystal out of his pocket; the teleportation gem, the very thing Luminous had originally attacked him for. Havok crushed it in his palm, then inhaled deeply to breathe the dust out before him. The dust twisted into celtic like knots, swirling wildly into a wide portal before them. The framed image of the burning building before them shattered into shards like a mirror, opening a portal to what looked like empty darkness. Havok looked at Luminous with a smile. “Alright, just follow me. Stick close to me, and let me do the talking. Trust me, once everyone knows you’re on our side, you’re going to be like royalty. A light elemental ally… you’re goin’ to love it.” Havok promised him, oddly warm. Luminous stared at him, still so very unsure of how to feel about this guy. He had hurt him, he was STILL bleeding from his head. Yet, Havok looked at him with the friendliest expression ever meant for him. Luminous didn’t understand why he felt so compelled to work for this dark hybrid, when he was so deathly afraid of him just moments before. Why… did he feel like he could trust him?

Slowly, Luminous nodded, and Havok lept into the portal. The darkness consumed him hungrily, then it waited for Luminous. He watched it, feeling the cold, bitter fear start to crawl back to him. He shook his head. No, he had the chance to win over this fear. To do it, he needed this alliance. And he needed to face that fear with Havok’s help. Luminous summoned his helmet to him, which flew to him like a magnet. He put it back on just as the Skylander’s yells started to cry out. He took a breath, then Luminous stepped into the Darkness.