#maaayybbeee

[teecupangel]

so i have this idea in a Desmond lives au after the solar flare he starts a channel like tasting history with max miller in which he recreates historical dishes that his ancestors used to make with Shaun and Rebecca appearing by tasting what he makes

(The video starts with a man addressing the video in a beautiful clean kitchen)

“So this isn’t my usual content but I’ve got a lot of requests to do a reaction video on this youtube channel called ‘I Am Not My Ancestors’ where he recreates recipes he got from his ancestors. At least, that’s what he claims. A lot of you asked me to check if his recipes are what a household from that time period would make and I asked Desmond, he’s the owner of I’m Not My Ancestor channel if he’s alright with me reacting to them and I received his permission.”

“I’d like to make it clear that he has no hand in any of my reactions. This will be the first time I’m watching the videos I’d be reacting to and there’s no script, we didn’t talk about what I should say or what I shouldn’t say. I can even show you guys his actual reply to my email.”

(The video cuts to some kind of recorder, most probably a phone camera, aimed at the screen of a monitor showing an opened email)

Subject: Re: Requesting permissions to react to your videos

Sender: Desmond M iamnotmyancestor@yahoo.com

yeah go ahead man.

(The video returns to the man in the kitchen)

“So with his permission… let’s check out some of his videos, shall we?”

(The video changed. On the lower left corner is the same man, now wearing earbuds. The rest of the video appears to be a screen recording of the Youtube Channel ‘I Am Not My Ancestors’. The mouse clicks on the Cooking Playlist and clicks a video titled “What an Assassin from 12th Century That Can’t Cook Cooks”)

(The video changes to a normal looking kitchen with a young man. A prominent scar mars his lips and his eyes seemed to glow gold at certain angles although it looked mostly light brown)

“So… I’ve been focusing on Renaissance Italy food for a while now and I thought I’d branch out and make something my other ancestors made. Then I remembered my ancestor from 12th century Syria doesn’t know how to cook.” The man said as he placed his hands on the counter, “But, well, let’s try it anyway.”

(The video continues with the man listening down all the ingredients he’d be using to make what he calls ‘road food’)

(The video is paused and the man on the lower left begins to speak)

“Okay, so this is one of his latest videos and I just want to talk about all the ingredients he’s using for this… ‘road food’. All of these can be bought in Syria and I’ve seen all of them used in different dishes in historical cook books. The more important part is that all of these? Can be found in the wilds during those time and I believe that he’ll tell us that these ingredients are used because they don’t cost any money, only time and a discerning eye. Let’s see if I’m right.”

(The video plays once more)

“You can also change any of the things I listed to whatever wild plants to find on your way. Normally, if your mission takes you to a place that’s more than a day ride away-”

“By horse.” Someone off camera added.

“Yeah, by horse. Thanks, Becs. Anyway, if it’s more than a day ride away, what you usually do is stay in a nearby bureau- hm? Oh, right. A bureau is what the Assassins call their… mini headquarters in other places. So they have their headquarters in Masyaf, Alamut and Ḥalab and they have bureaus on other places as well.”

(The video paused and the man on the lower left speaks once more)

“While I can’t verify his claims, the Nizaris of which the Assassins are from did have strongholds in Masyaf, Alamut and this Ḥalab is more known as Aleppo to many of us. Anyway, let’s continue.”

(The video is played once more)

“But sometimes, you go to a far away place and the supplies they give you is lacking because Al Mualim is a stingy old man who’ll tell you that ‘an Assassin must triumph over’ this kind of bullshit so you learn to live off eating game and grass-”

(The video is paused and the man on the lower left commented)

“I believe this Al Mualim he speaks of is Rashid al-Din Sinan, known as the Old Man of the Mountain. From the way he speaks, it’s either he knows Rashid himself. Or, of course, he has a journal of his ancestor who has certain words to describe Rashid. I’m sure it’s the latter.”

(The video plays once more)

“So this is what Al-”

“Your ancestor.”

(The man on the lower left tilts his head but does not pause the video)

“My ancestor would make during those ‘tiring’ times.”

(The video continues as the man starts to cook, starting from preparing a small game and then… throwing it and all the other ingredients in a pot. The man on the lower left stared at him with an open mouth.)

“Yeah, that’s it. Just wait until the meat is cooked. While you wait, you should patrol the area, check your map, write on your journal… the usual stuff.”

(The video transitions to the same place but the man is now on his phone, seemingly tapping on the screen.)

“Desmond… isn’t it cooked yet?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah. I told you guys this is the easiest shit my ancestors can cook. This is also the only thing Alta-”

“Your ancestor.”

“My ancestor can’t fucked up. Anyway, let’s have Shaun try it out.”

(As the man grabs a bowl and pours the soup in it, a man with glasses stepped to the frame with arms crossed)

“Guys, say hello to Shaun, our resident taste tester and the actual historian in our little group.”

“I’ve been tasting everything you make for these videos. They already know who I am.”

“Yeah, yeah, just taste this.”

(The man with glasses took the bowl and blew his spoon before taking a mouthful. He chewed for a moment before nodding.)

“It’s okay.”

“You're British, of course you think the lack of flavor is okay.”

“Hey.”

“Anyway, the main point of this dish is to sustain us. Good food will always be welcomed but what we need is the nutrients and energy food gives us. After we get to the bureau, we’ll have some actual good food.”

(The video pauses and changes to only show the man in the beautiful kitchen)

“Okay, so let’s talk about the recipe itself…”

(The video continues as the man list down all the ingredients and where they have appeared in historical books, referencing other recipes similar to the recipe that the video used)

“I think I should watch more videos, maybe one of his Renaissance Italy videos because it seems like this ancestor of his is quite… the ‘frugal’ and practical kind. Let me know in the comments which videos you’d like me to watch nex-

(The video stops and the laptop closes)

“Desmond, he called Altaïr frugal and practical.”

“Not because he wanted to. What do you think he did when he was traveling with Maria? That man tried out every food he saw.”

(is this in the same universe as #Da Vinci's secret lover Not-Salai? Maybe? Maybe not? idk)

[rainingmbappe]

It doesn't even feel like Arsenal is on the feild

[atmosghoul]

I’m having more thoughts about my oc Rian and Aether,,,,,,

[splicedskies]

It was a sight to see, that was certain. The scattering of Pokémon, the panic of the beach going tourists, the way the waves crashed and flowed with the form of the massive Pokémon that breached from the waves. It was majestic, in a mildly terrifying way.

Thus is why so many screamed, why so many ran and panicked. People crying out thinking they were 'next' and not even stopping to think that maybe, perhaps.. it was just a hungry Pokémon. Which is all Altra saw. A large Pokémon, on the hunt for it's meal.

It was no different than watching a flock of Pidgey swoop down upon gatherings of Caterpie and Kakuna in Kanto, or watching a lone Linoone hunt and stalk it's prey through the forest.

This was just on a much larger scale, for a much.. much larger Pokémon.

All of his quiet musing as he watched the obsidian scaled Pokémon was interrupted by a whistle from his feet. Desmond, looking on with wide eyes.

'Well, I guess that's whatcha caught in the waves. One hell of a way ta' eat eh, lad? Imagine if my mouth was that big.. HA!' At least the tiny terror found his own humor in the subject. After all, why should he be scared? He wasn't a Wishiwashi! Sure he was small, but he stood safely on the shore and there didn't seem to be any outright aggressive body language from the massive Pokemon.

So it was fine, right?

"If your mouth was that big, we wouldn't be able to pick enough berries to survive an hour." Altra sighed, only briefly glancing down to his partner before he looked back toward the Pokémon. Mostly in awe at how it looked.

Even on the beach line near the trees, several Pikipeck muttered and chattered amongst themselves at the display. Though were hardly bothered by the distressed cries of the Wingull overhead. They were always so loud.. So quick to sound an alarm.

As the beach goers vanished, it left little else but a few stray Wishiwashi, and now Altra and his Zigzagoon standing in lone solidarity.

"Then again if you could hunt mass amounts of food like that, we might not have to forage so much." Altra smirked a small bit before he went back to watching the large Pokémon.

'Oi! I'm... gettin'... there...' A huff, Desmond's fur would bristle if it wasn't for the fact he was soaked with sea water.

"It's just a joke Des..." Altra chuckled, and while it normally wasn't a good idea to get closer to a.. possibly wild(?) Pokémon, Altra couldn't help but be curious to get a bit of a closer look.

'Eh? Lad? Oi, you sure that's a good idea?!' The Zigzagoon bounded after his trainer in the sand as Altra would move a bit closer to get a better view of the scaly leviathan looking Pokemon.

"I just want to see it a bit closer. It doesn't look aggressive, doesn't sound angry either." A lone teenager, unbothered by the screams of horror from beach goers. What was there to be scared of? He'd approached strong, even scary Pokémon before if they weren't outright aggressive.

Plus, if they didn't want him to get closer, they could always just tell him to back away. And he'd listen.

He was good at that, at least.

The waters of Alola were pristine, pure, teeming with life. Flocks of Wingull soared over the surf as Tentacool and Tentacruel were pushed along by the breeze. Beneath the surface fish Pokémon of all manner swam and frolicked amongst the vibrant coral and cheerful Corsola, Luvdisc flitting in and out from between the coral branches. A small school of Finneon, led by a single Lumineon, swam passively as dapples of sunlight made their fins shimmer. A Bruxish and a Toxapex were locked in a fearsome battle, while a gathering of Wimpod spectated the brutal conflict. A pair of Shellos crawled by, completely unaware (or perhaps outright ignoring) the battle. A vast school of Wishiwashi passed overhead, blocking out the sulight.

The peace was dashed in a moment's notice. The Wingull screamed in alarm and flew away. The Tentacool and Tentacruel dove. The Corsola waddled awkwardly away. The Luvdisc fled deeper into the coral. The Finneon and Lumineon dove for the depths. The feuding Bruxish and Toxapex declared a sudden ceasefire and escaped. The Wimpod scattered.

The Shellos... still did not care.

A great splash erupted from the ocean's surface like a great geyser, countless Wishiwashi thrown high into the air. They fell back to the sea with the salty waters like rain, and they swiftly regathered into their mighty School Form! The combined cries of many became a single, bellowing roar, heard from deep beneath the waves and all the way to the sandy shores. Another splash; a great, black tail lunging from the surf and crashing down again! More Wishiwashi were sent flying, dazed!

An sky-shattering crack of dark lightning tore through the air, and all fell silent.

Time was as if slowed down, seconds feeling like hours. Eventually the waves washed countless Wishiwashi to the beach; some were stunned, many more were certainly deceased. Still as corpses they were, some twitching, and all of them crackling with black-and-blue sparks. Slowly, surely, people began to gather to investigate what the commotion was.

A great shadow began to approach.

Great spires of glowing, blue jade cut through the waters like Sharpedo fins.

The people began to murmur amongst themselves, their worry palpable.

A sudden scream became two, became three, became many, as a gargantuan monstrosity reared its head from the seas. It roared a bellowing roar, shaking the earth and sundering the air, instantly scattering the people that gathered! The massive beast reared back, black lightning tinged with blue dancing across its obsidian scales, and then...!

... It did nothing.

Wani looked between the fleeing people, clearly confused, her maw filled to the brim with fresh fish (the Wishiwashi from before). Why were these good folks running away? She loved people! Did they not want to share this bountiful catch with her? She could do nothing but grunt, watching the last terrified onlooker trip over their feet and loose sands in an admittedly valiant attempt to get away.

So be it.

The Abyssal Lagiacrus proceeded to raise her head and lean backwards, opening her throat to gulp down this hearty mouthful of fresh seafood. Then she lowered her head, her neck snaking in a sweeping motion to effectively hover up the remaining Wishiwashi that did not recover fast enough to flop back into the sea. Wani would have dragged her tongue across her teeth if she had one, clearly satisfied, a single clawed paw moving to scratch her scaly chest.

She was so satisfied, in fact, that she did not even notice the young boy(?) and his Pokémon, none of which ran away from her quite frankly horrific entrance.

[nqueso-emergency]

One thing I haven't seen mentioned yet regarding the lack of Lou in bts is the idea that maybe... just maaayybbeee... his scenes so far have all been closed set.

If I remember correctly, the kisses were all closed sets as was the loft dinner scene.

Idk... something to chew on.

[thedevilsoftruth]

Hey!, I just finished rewatching moon knight and now scrolling through the moon knight tags when I came across a post about how Mr knight is actually Marc Spector and Steven Grant is a playboy billionaire in the comics and I was shook. Then I came across your post of you ranting about the differences from the show to the comics, which blew my mind!, and now I’m so intrigued and curious about the true lore of moon knight, every time I try to search about it on google I just get references from the shows (so frustrating) I can’t afford to buy the comics, so if you can/want could you please tell me all the important and interesting facts/lore that’s in the moon knight comics?

Sorry for the long message, just came across your page and pressed follow, love your content!. ❤️

AAAAAAGGGGHHHH HOLY SHIT. HOLY SHIT. GIIGLING AND KICKING MY FEET IN THE AIR. HEY, LOOK MA, I MADE IT!! I GET TO EXPLAIN THE MOON KNIGHT COMICS LORE TO SOME GUY ON THE INTERNET!!

in all seriousness, this made my day. I'm so glad you enjoy my content, and I will happily explain to you the MK lore!

I completely get you on the not wanting to but the comics thing. Comics are expensive. Honey, imma be real with you, readcomiconline.li is where it's at. It's where I read all of the comics I didn't have.

So before I go on a tangent and explain things, and this goes for anyone wanting to start reading the comics, heres a little list of all the comics I've read so far in what I understand to be chronological order.

It's a little bit cheesy and a VERY long run, but Marc Spector: Moon Knight from 1989-94 is maaayybbeee where you want to start off, but maybe not. I didn't start off with this run, but even as bad as the old comics are, they're a bit important.

But, I HIGHLY suggest you start out with the Lemire and Smallwood run from 2016. It was the first run I completed, and it's an amazing run and VERY important to read. Many people say it's the best run. It's certainly a run, I'll tell you that. ( Also I didn't read that one online, I received it last year as a Christmas gift. Also readcomic doesn't have all of the issues, so be warned on that. )

Next I read From The Dead. And I moved on to Vengeance of The Moon Knight from 2009. And after I'd suggest reading Age of Khonshu, Devils Reign and then The Midnight Mission. You can read all of these for free on readcomiconline.li ( don't type in comics plural because it will direct you to the wrong site ) be warned though because there are a lot of ads and you will get jumpscared by anime boobies.

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Now moving onto what you asked me for. The important stuff, right.

I'm new to this whole comic reading stuff as well, and for anyone else reading this who knows more than I do, please add additional information I missed down in the reply section. It would mean a lot. So now I'm going to give a you a quick run down on Marc's origin story. ( And for a quick disclaimer, I will come off as not taking myself seriously in some parts of this post because I don't take myself seriously lol. )

Marc Spector was born on March 9th, 1987 in Chicago Illinois into a Jewish family. His father was Elias Spector and his mother was Wendy Spector ( his younger brother being Randall Spector )Elias was a rabbi who manged to escape Nazi prosecution during the days of Hitler and all that jazz. Because Elias was a rabbi, Randall would get picked on at school a lot, and Marc would be there to stand up for him. Even at a young age Marc was exposed to a lot of violence. That could come from growing up yk... Kinda poor and having to stand up for your lil bro.

Marc's violent nature was really born when a close family friend of his, Yitz Perlmen was discovered to be a secret serial killer who targeted Jews. From what I understand, Perlmen tried to Kill Marc ( mind you Marc was like 11 or 12 ) but Marc had escaped but his traumatic experiences led him to form D.I.D

As seen in the Lemire run, the first time Marc had encountered Khonshu was when he was 12 and was getting diagnosed for his D.I.D Marc wasn't told to his face from the doctor about his disorder and was told to step outside the office. Marc tried to evesdrop on the conversation, and from outside of the doctor's office, he meets Khonshu. Khonshu tells him, " That man in there is not your true father. I am. " Mind you, Marc is 12!!! 12!!!! Khonshu began manipulating Marc since he was twelve because he was, obviously really fucking young, and traumatized. Khonshus tactics were to strip Marc away from his religion and culture and make him submit to him.

So anyways, Marc was sent to Putnam Psychiatric Hospital and would stay there until he was 18 when his father funeral came along and he was let go for a week to go visit his family. This is where we learn Marc's relationship with his father was complex. Marc tells his mother, Wendy, that his father must have been happy to send him away because he was embarrassed by him. Wendy and Marc have an argument, which ends in Marc saying he's going to the bathroom, when he actually leaves to his childhood bedroom and escapes out the window when he hears Khonshus voice.

Marc later enlisted into the U.S marines Corps and served as a private for a couple years. But on Marc's second tour to Iraq, superiors started to report his odd behavior and they found out that Marc had lied about his disorder, leaving him to be discharged. Marc joined the CIA and served with his brother Randall. Randall was jealous of Marcs talents and killed Marc's girlfriend, Lisa, because she was going to expose a gun scheme. Marc then like... Threw bombs at Randall and shit and then assumed he was dead...but he wasn't.

Marc left the CIA after that and started doing illegal boxing, where he met his soon to be best friend, Jean-Paul Duchamp ( usually refered to as Frenchie ) and they became mercenaries together and started killing a bunch of people, in Marc's case, for mooonnneeyyy!!! Get that bag, girlie. And then Marc got put on trial for war crimes!! His crime being yk...assistanting the president of this south African country called Bosqueverde as one does.

And then he started to do missions under this group call the Karnak Cowboys and fell in love with one of his groupmates, Layla El-faouly, as seen in later issues of The Midnight Mission. Then she fucking died when an escape went wrong.

So anyways Marc meets this funny lil guy named Raoul Bushman ( he is not funny lil guy, he's killed hundred of people, probably) So Marc works for him with Frenchie and they, together, set to north Sudan to raid a dig site. ( This should start to sound familiar, as it was briefly touched on in the show when Arthur's guys captured Steven and put cuffs on him and slammed him in the back of their car ) Looks like raid shadow legends went down again, and things started to get not so epic when Raoul killed the lead Archeologist of the dig site, Peter Alraune in front of his daughter Marlene. This pissed the ever loving shit out of Marc because even though Marc likes violence, he doesn't enjoy violence against innocent people, and so he punches the fucker but uh oh! The Raoul Bushman Strikes Back, and he fucking KILLS MARC IN RETURN AND EVERYONE ELSE EXPECT FOR FRENCHIE AND MARLENE AND THIS ONE MF WHO TOLD HIM HE WOULD TELL HIM WHERE THE DIG SITE WAS. ( really Raoul left Marc mortally wounded, but he was on the brick of death, basically)

Marc was able to regain conscious and drag himself halfway to Khonshus tomb ( which is what Raoul was looking for ) Marlene and a bunch of other citizens find Marc and they carry him to Khonshus tomb. Marc hears Khonshus voice for yet another time, and Marc is revived and becomes the Moon Knight we all know and love. Then he basically killed Raoul's guys and then fell in love with Marlene.

So that's his origin story. Now onto the stuff I know as fact but it won't be explained in chronological order because I haven't read a ton of comics to explain it in chronological order.

He used Steven as a a way to handle money and build wealth so they could have recourses like vehicles, weapons and a ton of other random bullshit ( go!! ) that they don't need. Jake was used as a new York taxi driver so that he had his eye in the streets and knew when shit was goin down. They're both kind of horny. Jake literally spends some of his free time in a strip clubs drinking rum. ( As seen in the midnight mission and implied on in the Lemire run. )

His relationship with Marlene was long, but didn't last because, if I'm recalling correctly, Marc had a mental breakdown and decided to basically stop working for Khonshu so he could be with Marlene. But soon after he started hearing Khonshus voice again and Marlene couldn't take anymore of it, so she left him.

And then there's that bullshit with The Midnight Man. All I know is that he passed away from cancer and had a son named Jeff Wilde. Jeff aspired to Marc and wanted to be his sidekick, kind of like Robin and Batman in the Lego Batman movie with a little less adoption, but Marc kept on refusing as a way to protect Jeff. The Jeff had this whole thing where he turned evil or some shit idk and I guess Marc killed him? I'm not sure. Please, moon knight gang, let me know what happened in the reply section because I'm ignorant.

Marc had his independence from Khonshu after banishing Khonshu to Asgardian Prison ( seen in Age of Khonshu and discussed in The Midnight Mission) and decided " fuck you, I don't need need you anymore. Imma do my own thing and you can't do nothing about it " and then he became Mr. Knight. Mr. Knight is kind of a detective and he consults with policemen ( as seen in From The Dead ) Moon Knight is the one who does all the fighting.

From where Marc's development is at right now, Marc was running a thing called the Midnight Mission, which was a place where citizens would go to to report strange things happening in the city.

Additional, fun information:

Marc has a daughter named Diatrice. He only knows about it because Jake had a secret relationship with Marlene on the side after Marc and Marlene broke up.

He sleeps all day in the tomb of Khonshu and fights crime at night. He's like a bat!!

His ringtone ( as seen in the midnight mission) is The Killing Moon by Echo and The Bunnymen. ( Y'all should listen to it, if you haven't. it's really good. ).

He drives a red convertible car ( as seen in the Brain Micheal Bendis run, don't read it it's REALLY bad and insufficient. ) and also a motorcycle ( as see in Vengeance of The Moon Knight)

He was originally supposed to fight mainly just werewolf's and um... Writers at Marvel had different ideas.

His favorite drink is an ice cold vodka ( as seen in the Midnight Mission)

He had a mansion and then his money went bye bye and now he lives in a haunted house ( as seen, once again, in the Midnight Mission)

Frenchie is also gay! Hes married to a man named Rob! ( And this is only from what I've heard, by he apparently had a secret crush on Marc at some point.)

And yeah. That's all I have for ya today. Thank you if you made it this far, and I hope I was able to satisfy your curiosity a little bit!

Goodknight everyone!!!

[abiomens]

so what are YOUR thoughts on bestfriend!chris 😞😞😞

touchy touchy touchy TOUCCHHYHYHJDJFJDJG hes so affectionate :((( maybe sometimes you steal his hoodies cuz they swallow you whole and MAYBE he gets hard at the sight of you in his clothes. and MAAAYYBBEEE (absolutely) he wrestles you onto his bed when everyone leaves and purposely presses himself on your thigh while cradling your head and kissing you-

like :((( his hands :(((((( holding your thighs and absolutely burying his face between your thighs and holding your hips so you cant squirm away.

“fuck- my pretty pussy, huh?”

“‘can here her cryin’ for me, tastes so good.”

and then his fingers are suddenly curling inside you when he crawls over you and shoves his tongue in your mouth. maybe i need to go to church again

[dazai-mackerel]

D:

i am not feeling well :(

[nerdysleepybunny]

Hii!! This is my first time kinda requesting/asking something of you and I wanted to know if you're comfortable with doing it 😋😋 Would you be able to do a TPN (possibly+separate) trio with a GN/Fem!reader with not severe but pretty bad attachment issues or separation anxiety? Like the reader has been in the orphanage for a while, but always chooses that one (Ray, Norman, Emma) to attach to as a safety person? It's been a struggle for me since I was young and you are such a good writer, so maaayybbeee you could write it? Feel free to add or change anything to it!!<33 P.S depending on whether or not you can write it, can I be 🌷or�� anon?

Hey cloud puff, glad you could join the clouds! Thanks for your first request, and for the kind words! I have attachment issues as well, so this is yet another fic of me simply describing myself lol. And of course you can be 🌷anon! I’ll add you to the list darling. <3 I decided to turn this into angst so prepare for tears. 👹👹👹 Thank you so much for the request, hope you enjoy!!

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

Fandom(s): The Promised Neverland

Character(s): Norman, Ray, Emma (ft. Mom)

Reader: Gender neutral (they/you)

TW: Mentions of attachment issues

Style: Hcs

Summary: the trio with a reader who has attachment issues

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

You were born in the orphanage, and grew up there along with all your siblings. But, whenever you made a close friend, they ended up getting adopted, leaving you all alone. What hurt even more was that you never heard of them again. So, when you ended up befriending the trio, you constantly feared that one day they would leave you too.

Norman was used to your clinginess, how you’d always follow him around like a lost pup, practically glued to his hip. Hell, sometimes you’d even have your arms wrapped around one of his as you two walked side by side. Almost 24 hours of your day is spent as close to him as possible, but sadly you simply couldn’t be by his side all day, yet you still tried. Not that he minded!

Emma enjoys having you around as a playmate! You two would run around and play games together, sometimes just laying in the grass and gazing at the sky above you. You were always apart of her little shenanigans, you being her go-to person when she has mischief in mind! The two of you tell each other everything, and definitely have secret handshakes/signals that only the two of you understand. :)

Ray wasn’t as fond of your closeness as the other two, enjoying his space and alone time, but he still appreciated your company. You’d often join him in reading sessions or long conversations in the library. Sometimes you two would sit under his usual tree and write/draw in the dirt with sticks. When his social battery was drained, he’d send you off to Emma or Norman whilst he recharged. Though, you being so clingy made it easier for him to tell you the secret. Short story you ended up having a breakdown in his arms, to which he comforted you through the entire thing, until your screams turned to sobs, your sobs turned to whimpers, and your whimpers turned to deep breaths as you slowly regained control of yourself.

So imagine how hurt you were when you figured out Norman was being “adopted”. And the fact that you now knew the secret made it even more heart breaking. You now know why you never heard from your other siblings, and now Norman was about to join them. You simply couldn’t take it. Not him, anyone but him.

You stopped caring that you were supposed to be hiding the fact that you knew the secret, and barged into Mom’s office. She looked up from her desk shocked, but smiled warmly at your rage filled, yet tearful expression. How could she smile at something like this?

You slammed your hands on her desk, demanding that you were shipped out in Norman’s place. You’d do anything, anything at all, as long as it meant keeping Norman alive for just a bit longer. Mom quickly hushed you, reminding you that the other children can’t hear you, but agreed she’d think about it.

So that’s how you ended up here, in the forest, past the fence, with the trio standing behind you and Mom directly in front. No other children in the way, no more pretending, just a conversation where everyone can finally be themselves.

“I’ve decided that Y/N will be shipped out in Norman’s place, and the three of you will be the first children to survive up to 13. I hope you’re happy with this arrangement, Y/N.” Norman was the first to run up to you, shaking your shoulders, asking you if you were out of your mind and what you were thinking. Ray was next, giving you a good slap, to which Norman scolded Ray for, but the raven haired boy simply brushed it off.

“Idiot! What do you think you’re doing?!” You rubbed your now red cheek, but looked the three children in the eye with a serious expression.

“It’ll be better this way. This gives you guys more time to enjoy life. Besides, your brains will be more developed, so you’ll taste better.” You acted like you simply wanted the three to live longer, even throwing out that last bit to make Mom consider keeping the children alive even longer to develop their brains more. But what Mom didn’t catch was your quick wink, signaling the children that there was more to the story. Emma stepped in first, forcing herself to cry (well let’s be fair, she felt like crying as soon as she heard you’d be getting shipped out, so it wasn’t that difficult to start spilling tears) and embraced you, the two boys joining, putting on quite the believable show that they’d given up. Mom simply smiled before walking off.

When you were sure she was gone and out of ear-shot, you stepped away from your friends.

“Guys please, I know this sucks but this is our only way for us to escape! Mom’s giving you guys more time to live, so it gives you more time to train. Somebody has to die to save the rest, and I’d rather that person be me.” Yet again, you were given a hard slap, almost knocking you to the ground this time.

“You think you’re doing us a favor?! We can all survive if we just-“

“No Ray, we can’t! We don’t know what’s really out there, we don’t know what we’re up against, so be realistic! Besides, I’m tired of losing people, so this sacrifice is just doing me a favor.” With that, you stormed out the forest, leaving the 3 other children in shock.

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

This is pretty different from what I think the anon originally wanted, so if you want an alternative feel free to send in another request! If not, you can also request a part 2! :)

[askthesawyers]

...what if I ate you and bit you. Can I get my kiss thennn?

"hmmm... maaayybbeee.."

[adr-n-sketchy]

But you had to come along, didn’t you?

Tear down the door

Throw open windows

Oh if you knew just what a fool you have made me

Any Sport in a Storm is probably my favorite ToH episode and I couldn’t deny myself making a little doodle for it. I love how it highlights the intersection and similarities between Willow and Hunter’s development, as well as just being a solid episode on its own. We get Willow standing up to her former professor’s gross bias against her choosing to play to her strengths, poor Hunter being terrible at peer-aged social interaction, protective and supportive best friend Gus, more Viney and Puddles, an introduction to Dadrius (very important lol), and “Ice pack for Steve 👍”. And then Lumity having a little mini adventure chasing down, what I assume, was the answer to a decently large fandom theory. And then, of course, this marks the relatively gentle beginning of Hunter’s, I’m gonna call it, redemption and awakening arc before the poor kid gets his shit absolutely r o c k e d by Hollow Mind.

Also, for clarification, I don’t necessarily consider this the true beginning of Huntlow as a ship in my book. A lot like how I view Zutara from aatla, I don’t think Huntlow truly works as a ship until later. This definitely marks the beginning of their friendship, but I don’t think that necessarily evolved into anything more until probably while the Hexsquad were stuck in the human realm. Maaayybbeee there’s a bit in the time between Labyrinth Runners to Clouds on the Horizon, depending on how you wanna imagine that blank time between the Hexside Incident and the Day of Unity, but that leaks over into fanfic and fan theory territory.

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[teecupangel]

I've had some thoughts on what elements(not really ATLA) fit Ezio, Altaïr, Desmond, Basim and Ratonhnhaké:ton(just a curiousity thing). And i think Fire fits Ezio alot. It burns fiercly and destroys things in it's path, but the aftermath leaves nurishing, lifebringing ash. It burns down forests, leaving it clear for new growth.

For Desmond it's definetly Water. He bends around the rock in the river, but also violently crushes into obstacles. If we include ice into water(which i often do, it just makes sense imo), it also fits with a slow, but guaranteed death. It can also cut and freezeburn anyone who touches it, who doesn't know it's dangers.

Altaïr is a bit trickier. He also fits Fire, but i also like the idea of him being Lightning. Violent, quick destruction, easily seen and recognised, often turning on it's wielder if improperly handled. But with the right amount, it leads to incredible technology, life altering in it's wonders.

Ratonhnhaké:ton i think is Earth or Wind. Earth is steady, lifegiving, solid. But it can also be devastating in it's power, shaking the very foundation of cities, tearing everything apart. Wind is similiar. Gentle, cooling breeze on a summers day or a warm wind in autumn, but it can also bring devestation. Storms, hurricanes and tornadoes. Tearing things apart, leaving destruction in it's wake, terrifyingly unstoppable.

Basim i think fits with Wind. He is very stubborn and willful in Mirage, like an incoming storm. And with the hallucinations, nightmares and the memories of Loki, he can probably go from a mild breeze to a hurricane in an instant, unstable in it's strength.

Idk about the others protaganists, i still haven't played most of the games(procrastenation is a bitch XD), but feel free to suggest your own ideas of other elements that could fit and how the elements can fit the other characters. ^^

So, before we get to the others, I feel like we should only focus on 5 main elements: Water, Fire, Earth, Wind and Lightning since that’s the elements you suggested.

I agree with their elements and I kinda like the idea of Ratonhnhaké:ton being Wind more than Earth because I want to suggest that we mess with Edward.

He gets the Earth element. Of course, the Water element is right there and it would certainly make sense for him to have a Water element as well but just imagine how funny it would be for Edward to have Earth element and he’s still a pirate. He’s gonna have to be creative and maybe bring a pouch of dirt with him. Or Jackdaw’s captain quarters have a minigarden. Edward having Earth element could work. Earth and plants in general can be stubborn sons of bitches that won’t die even when they’re out of their natural habitat (take dandelion growing on concrete for example). But Earth is also adaptable and steadfast.

I would also like to add, Basim is also like a fog (which is Wind adjacent) because of the secrets he hides in the ‘illusion’ called Basim (as someone who don’t even know it or as Loki who actively uses that facade)

Now, for the other protagonists:

Bayek would be Fire. He brings warmth and safety to those he loves and suffering and death to those against him. The rage and desire for vengeance burns inside him but, at the same time, it is that warmth that helped him move on and create a path forward.

Shay would be Lightning as well, his name as an Assassin hunter similar to the thunderous roar that warns those of his presence but not of where he would strike.

Arno is Wind. At the start, he is carefree summer breeze, just fleeting around and enjoying the life he has. Later on, he becomes a mist, present but not the center of attention, satisfied of being of service to the woman he loves. After her death, he becomes a brewing storm that could just as easily be destructive to himself and others.

Evie and Jacob. Now, these two… they would be Earth but of ‘different kinds’. Jacob would be more of a plant-based Earth elemental wielder, a symbol of his desire to make his own path, away from their father’s legacy. Evie, on the other hand, is more of a stone-based Earth elemental wielder, signifying the fortitude of her loyalty to their father’s legacy. Both of them are Earth because they both hold their grounds on the belief they have.

Kassandra is Fire, mainly because a lot of her abilities in the game had a fiery effect. Her destructive capabilities coincide with the destructive force of flames devouring everything it touches but it’s also those powers that could provide saftey and warmth to the people she loves.

[fallstaticexit]

well i maybe have some theories/questions

you already know i came from tiktok😏

1. so i’m sensing that Edin is going to be Adie’s future love interest/friend/enemy/?… I MEANN they’re both toddlers currently and they’re both supernatural

2. I know you mentioned before that you wanted to do like a magic school type of story for Adie which I think is so fucking cool!! Maybe they’ll meet when they enroll whether that’s as children or teens.

3. And for miss Ellie she’s currently a human right? Will she become a werewolf like her siblings when she becomes old enough? And if she does will she be going to that school as well or is it just for spellcasters? And is that the same for Rhys who’s currently a child or is he going to just stay in normal school? I assume Amir is too old to go and he already has a story of his own.

4. This one may be a stretch but I love reading the Sims 4 lore. There’s a character with a similar name to Adelina— Avelina who was Greg’s late wife. We’ve seen Greg fight Amir in that one episode and we know that Greg is miserable because he’s all alone now (lore wise). If they are related we know that Greg and Avelina used to be mooncasters (idk if it’s the same as spellcasters) before they became werewolves. Is there any link here or am I tripping? I mean I know you read the lore too because Lux DeMarco appears in Amir’s story (😉)

5. off topic but I love Amir. Like that’s my son with his little boyfriends. 💙💙 You got 2 men obsessed with you I know he’s living life.

6. L. Faba is obviously up to no good.. I mean she is the sage of mischief magic. This ties into my first statement about the magic school story. We know there’s going to be more to the plot then Adie just going to school. She’s gotta fight someone and save the day right??!!!! So I wondering if Miss Faba is trying to cause something to happen— I assume to Tomax because she was deadset on trying to make the man practice Dark Magic.

What if something happens to him that makes him evil?? Or even do something to Simeon or Grace?? We know in the lore Grace and Tomax are roommates (and they were roommates..🤭) and in your story they’re very close.

ok this is it for now i feel like my brain is fried

SO glad you came over to Tumblr with me, your comments give me life everytime lmao 🥹🤌🏾✨

maaayybbeee 🤭

I did want to do a magic school type beat but that was a bit before I expanded the lore. Right now (In the next update, I'll touch on it a bit) Nora does NOT want Adie in the Magic realm or any of the sages to know about them. at all. She wants nothing to do with them, the past, her involvement in the war, all of it and honestly, her little magical trigger finger is itching to finish what she started tbh , more on that later.

1000% Ellie will be a werewolf. At this point it's kinda like a family business/rite of passage. Amir is grown grown now 🥹 but Sonny and his bunch will continue to hold down their ranch and keep vampires in check. But they actually play a pretty big part in what's to come and when my Briar legacy and Fallen Angel series meet, we will see ALOT of them.

No link. The only link werewolves has is that they are descendants of Mooncasters and once upon a time they lived in the Magic Realm with all the occult before the Spellcasters got all high and mighty. Now werewolves just do their own thing and fight vampires. But I really don't see them having much involvement with Spellcaster drama other than possibly whooping vamp ass when needed.

I love those boys. Other than my OGs Honey and Amina, def my favorite couple(s) 🥹

L. Faba really about to put Tomax in a world of hurt...which is crazy because he's really already emotionally and mentally in shambles. I suppose that's why she picked him. He's the weakest. This update should be out in a little bit

I saw that they were roommates which made me go hmmmmm 🤔 interesting 🧐 and exactly why we'll see them roll around in the hay from time to time. But from my most recent update, I expand on Grace's ability to heal a little and really she's all about making people feel better via touch...so maybe there’s romance involved maybe she’s trying to help out an old friend because therapy doesn’t exist in the Magic Realm ig lmao 😵‍💫

[callme-a-good-girl]

Are you high?

maaayybbeee hehe

not high enough in my opinion

[deathly-toxins]

"Gyutaro.. I realize this is an odd question but- Is there such a thing called Penis Friday? I woke up with a note taped to my face this morning.."

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Carefully manicured hands present an elegantly written note; the calligraphed words of "𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓟𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓼 𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓪𝔂" inked clear as day on parchment. For a moment, it all seems too obvious.

"Ah... please don't tell me we both know who's responsible for this."

There was a very, very... long bout of silence. It was hard to tell if Gyutaro was cringing internally or holding something back as he looked at the elegantly written note.

All before...

The facade cracked, a smirk.. followed by a hissing bit of laughter through his sharp teeth.

"Yeah, that's Otousan's handwriting." Mirth was in Upper Six's voice as he handed the note back.

"Now I wanna know what follower he's parroting THAT from. Usually that's something I hear drunks yelling about on the streets of Yoshiwara.. not someone in the Temple, of all places." He still looked very amused by all of this.

"Maaayybbeee should go ask him about it, Okaasan?" His smile started fading as the hilarity of the situation faded, even as he idly scratched at the underside of his jawline in the coming boredom.

"This is either gonna end horribly... or amazingly. Maybe both."

[a-very-tired-raven]

I look at Edge smile politely as he asks his question.

And then I stare off as I search my memory. Nervous face.

".... Maaayybbeee? I thought so? I thought you were my neighbor at first... But then I realized you weren't. But you always waved back so I thought maybe we knew eachother?"

I hold out my hand to shake. "If not, help, I'm E and I have face blindness. But I've learned to recognize you, now. You always have very nice posture. Unlike my neighbor, aheh."

He breaks out the most charming grin at your compliment on his posture

He gently reaches out to shake your hand as he talks. You realize he has firm, but welcoming handshale

Edge: OH THANK YOU, I TRY~

His grin widens

Edge: I DONT THINK WE'VE MET BEFORE THOUGH, ITS A PLEASURE TO MEET YOU THOUGH E, YOU CAN CALL ME EDGE~