#orange is the new black headers

[lovereist]

✦ 𓐄 ˒ ˙ im a constant cannonball*◞

[kyujintv]

ㅤ ⏜ 𝗍𝗎𝗅꤯𝗉𝗌 &॒ hanni ׁ ִ ಎ

[sirenwz]

ꪒꪒ⠀ 𝗈𝗁 𝗆𝗒, 𝗈𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝖽 ⠀( ܸ. .ܸ ) 예상했어 나⠀୨୧

[c-oetails]

⑅ ⁺ 　 　(´.｀) 🧃 ❛❜

( 𝗌𝗎𝖻. ) 𐪞 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗃𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗅; 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖺 𝗅𝗎𝗓 𝖽𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗅.

[immogoat]

SOUP REF PAGE!! 🥘

Reference page for @thatsoup !

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[asklesbianonceler]

Metyr, The Gloam-Eyed Queen, and The Nox

Lore, item, and speculation analysis. Looking at coincidences and theories a bit closer below the cut.

This is a little more disjointed than my last analysis.

@dykeishheart Replied to your post: I would be curious to know if you think anything in particular about the finger ruins of Rhia and Dheo being shaped just like the godslayer incantation insignia. I haven't seen any people mention it before but I was almost wondering if it's a false thread, like maybe it isn't meant to look like that intentionally bc nothing in Ymir/Metyr quest uses or mentions black flame or the gloam-eyed queen. Unless we interpret Metyr's pink gazing eye as 'gloam' (twilight)

I got this reply and said "yeah, I'll finally get into this!" So thank you!!

I've mentioned vaguely having thoughts on The GEQ/Metyr connections as well as Metyr's connection to the Nox but never got into any of it concretely. I know this specific reply isn't saying Metyr and the GEQ are connected beyond this but I've seen it A LOT and I've wanted to talk about it so it's a good excuse!

You can scroll down to my "Actual Interpretation" header if you want to skip over other's theories and a brief GEQ summary

I want to start by giving an overview on the points I've seen floating around that bring up visual similarities between Metyr and the GEQ so we have a basis for this.

The pattern on Metyr's face, the fingerprint, is similar to both the shape of the godslayer incantations as well as, as user dykeishheart pointed out, the above ground finger ruins

Metyr's tail fingers are in a twist, similar to the helix on the godslayer greatsword.

The godslayer greatsword has a swirling, fingerprint-like pattern on the beginning of the blade before it breaks into a twist

The dominula cape has similar patterns to the incantation as well as the finger sorcery symbols

Jolan and Anna's armor of night, has another similar fingerprint/godslayer-like symbol on the front

My hesitancy with addressing this in detail is that I don't want people to think I'm telling them they're wrong or coming off as argumentative. This is simply my take on the theory. But we're no strangers to characters being associated with the GEQ

So without further adieu, with the points I'll be contesting laid out, here are my thoughts on why Metyr is not connected to the GEQ.

GEQ basics:

We know the GEQ had her own two fingers, was an Empyrean, and was a direct timeline competition to Marika. It seems that, to the Greater Will, they were both potential candidates vying for Elden Lord, each trying to unite the lands between, and possibly the land of shadow, to the GWs plan. It is unclear if at this time the fingers were already unsound and giving baseless messages. I personally do not believe so as these were likely the first sets of two fingers to be bestowed upon Empyreans and still in their early history. It would also make sense that the GW would want false or unfit gods killed off before it's new plan is enacted.

The GEQ controlled destined death, a key aspect of the Elden Ring and one that would be incredibly dangerous for Marika who sought godhood. Thus she and Malekith went to war against her and her Godskins

She raised her godksin from birth, turning the dead flesh of unnamed, and unimportant gods into her children- via the godskin swaddling cloth, also directly connecting her to motherhood.

The meaning of Gloam is roughly synonymous with evening, dusk, twilight, and crepuscule, a time of day characterized by sunset- a blueish to orange/sometimes purple sky. We could also interpret this as "coming to an end" the setting of the sun, the absence of light, or gold. (making her a direct foil to Marika)

Her and her apostles are associated with Black, obsidian, and a deep purple gemstone

My first question about this theory is, what is the theory specifically? That Metyr IS the GEQ or that the GEQ was a follower/champion of Metyr/sanctioned by Metyr?

ON TO

MY ACTUAL INTERPRETATIONS:

My initial thought on the godslayer seal/symbol was always that of inverted fire. A fire devoid of warmth or life, the opposite of those wielded by others in Elden Ring. This is still my interpretation. The Stone set in the middle of the seal, to me, also do not seem intentional enough for me to connect it to Metyr. Had it been anything but black I would be more inclined to give this more weight. Metyr's eye is red/orangeish, bearing an odd crossed separation down its iris. I believe there are too many similar swirling, round patterns in other incantations for this to seem concretely intentional. The Frenzy Flame, Dragon communion, and others all have a swirling in the center. The other thing setting this symbol apart from a fingerprint is the symbols between each ring.

As far as the finger ruins shape, to me they almost feel like sites of large meteor crashes, further suggested by the falling star beast. And Metyr herself is a falling star. Their shape to me feels like a trail of something hitting the ground and settling. I believe it says the lampreys aren't from the land of shadow as well but I could be wrong. They feel very alien and touched by outer presence. I think their fingerprint line shape also feels like the ripples of something crashing there.

Metyr is also a shockingly developed god in comparison to the Elden Beast, so much so that I cannot see her being or sanctioning The GEQ. As I got into in my Ymir Analysis post, Metyr is given strong characterization and emotion. She is loyal and subservient to the GW to the end. Even when she is abandoned she remains true to the purpose it gave her, grieving her corrupt children, waiting, alone, and growing resentful- but only to the point of physical violence via her thrashing and wielding of her head as a weapon. Her built up anger, as her remembrance weapon states, manifests in crushing blows of her head as a weapon. Her utmost rage is literally her beating her head against the ground in frustration, to the detriment of those around her and likely herself. She is described as a kowtower to the GW and seemingly deals with far too much of her own grief, self doubt, and obligation to come up with her own agenda or enact another agenda herself/take any matters into her own hands to the extent of the GEQ. We have also seen the result of her direct connection with others via Ymir and seeing as this is the first/only time we see finger sorcery learned from her it's unlikely anyone else ever made contact to this extent. Her connection to the GEQ is that she birthed the fingers that told the GEQ what to do.

Perhaps, as many others, the GEQ was enamored by the teachings of her two fingers and took inspiration from its form. This wouldn't be uncommon. We see fingerprints in Frenzy flame items, Nox items, and the fingerprint shield- which is an item I would like to get into a lot more in a moment. But to connect her that closely to Metyr feels incredibly out of character for Metyr. Metyr is also largely connected to int builds and sorcery. Never Faith. Even the High Priest Hat boosts both Int and Arcane, not touching upon Faith. I also believe the lack of godskins in the land of shadow is incredibly telling. If the GEQ had connections to Metyr there would surely be something mentioning her blackflame or godskins in the DLC

Both are also associated with motherhood, but to the point that i think it's the opposite of something that connects them narratively. The GEQ has such a specific and unique way of creating her children/warriors, far too different from Metyr's

As far as the connection to her tail fingers goes, there are also countless other connections to helixes being associated with the divine, a main one being the hornsent. Her sword also doesn't have the classic spinal look down the center of the blade that both the Sacred relic sword and fingerslayer blade do.

In terms of connecting dominula to the godskin, that is entirely possible, but this just comes back to my feelings on the godslayer symbol. Connecting anything at all to the finger sorcery symbol would be baseless. This design takes far too much inspiration from the Carian and Raya Lucarian sigils to not be something Ymir created for his own sorceries, thus unique to the land of shadow and his studying of Metyr.

Metyr also seems far too connected to the stars for me to associate her with someone who's name means dusk- a time of day characterized by sunlight still being in the sky albeit fading. You really can't see stars during this time and certainly not enough for them to seem bright. She is far more associated with pure night than evening. Great segway.

The Nox and the Fingerprints and a Slayed God

Like I wanted GEQ lore in the dlc. I wanted to know more about her. But I truly think she's dead :(

I think sometimes we're just looking for GEQs so much that maybe we're overlooking some smaller revelations from the Metyr quest.

Specifically in regards to the Nox's reason for banishment and the fingerslayer blade.

Jolan and Anna are nox swordhands of Night. Their armor describes the swordhands as being born deep underground and their armor bears the fingerprint marking- actually described as a fingerprint in the description this time. But they don't wear this armor because they are in Metyr/Ymir's service. They arrived at the land of shadow wearing this armor that is designed to keep them in the dark and there were more than just two of them. We find the armor on a corpse in a body bag in bonny gaol, next to multiple other bodybags. But we can say for sure there were at least three swordhands here. And they must have had a purpose here for them to be the only Nox in the lands of shadow.

And this got me thinking. What other items specifically reference fingerprints and at first it just seems like frenzy items which seemed like a dead end. But there's one specific item that although related to frenzy, references a time before that- The fingerprint stone shield which is "part of the tomb of an ancient god---- the very seeds from which frenzy first started" So similar to Godwyn's death, a death created an unforeseen consequence, but who was this god? Who killed him? Well, aside from the GEQ, there is one other group of people known for knowing how to kill gods. The Nox. And they had a reason to do so. The Fingerslayer blade is born of a corpse and bears a similar helix and spinal design to the sacred relic sword, implying it is from the body of a god. The sword of a vassal/god that is capable of killing another. Perhaps this was the god the Nox killed in order to create the blade. Perhaps they did not kill this god themselves and merely robbed it's grave and defiled the body by rending the fingerslayer blade from it. The recurring fingerprint motif on the armor of the swordhands and on the tomb is an interesting connection. Regardless, the Nox did not want to be governed by the GW's influence, instead they followed the stars. They were the original GW haters and they wanted to kill one of its vassals and harm the GW. Which vassal did they intend to kill? Ranni uses it on her two fingers but perhaps it was made for Metyr, the source of the GW's messages that they hated so much. They were never able to use it. It's creation led them to be banished and stripped of the stars at the hands of the GW. Swordstress armor states, " Now they live under a false night sky, in eternal anticipation of their liege. Of the coming age of the stars. And their lord of night"

This would make sense as to why the swordhands are in the land of shadow. They were looking for Metyr. And it would also give us some food for thought on Jolan and Anna, Anna perhaps being the one who still believed in their original purpose and Jolan, having disagreed with her. Jolan instead believing she has found what the Nox were awaiting, the return of their stars and their lord of night. Her infatuation with stars, saying Ymir is her shining star, and doing as he asks without question, knowing he sees fate in the stars, heavily implies this is what she believes. Perhaps she too seeks redemption for what she's done as a swordhands, her weak heart leading her to forsake her original goal and seeking her fate in Ymir's stars.

Time to yap, because I understand I'm probably wrong about the ancient god connection bit:

Yapping: This ancient god to Nox connection is just theorizing. We could even theorize that the ancient god mentioned in the fingerprint shield is the GEQs grave and that maybe the Nox didn't kill this god and merely looted the grave, but the timeline on that might be odd. I can't say for sure. Further we can ask who's fingers were the three fingers, this ancient god's? GEQs? Or are they even fingers? Are they merely an apparition of something we will accept messages from? If Marika put the nomadic merchants in that hole in the ground it would also imply she put the tomb down there that held a dead god. A god she killed maybe? Really seems like that's where she puts shit she wants to forget about... The shunning grounds and all that.

Misc images that may be relevant!

[airbendertendou]

IN CHAOS NOW! synopsis : your brother and his friends make a small trip to get you from school, only to run into the local gang.

cw ; reader is gender neutral. no pronouns used. [name] in place of y/n. high&low characters implied to be your adopted brothers.

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toman + suzuran

“…does that make a little more sense?” The group of five stay silent before letting out a drawn out oh! in unison. You grin at their antics, shaking your head.

“Thanks again for doing this, [name].” Takemichi says. He rubs the back of his neck nervously, a sheepish smile on his face. “Hina gets upset with my grades, and I don’t want to bother her with re-teaching all of us this stuff.”

You ruffle his blond hair, “I don’t mind. I’m just glad I can help.”

“You help so much,” Atsushi speaks as he looks over his notes. Takuya nods enthusiastically, Yamagishi humming between them. “I don’t understand the teacher at all.”

The window leaks an orange haze as the sun begins to set ; a crow caws in the distance.

You tilt your head only to shake it after, hiding your unease with another smile. There’s no way. You look at the boys again, “need help with anything else?”

“Well—“

A loud bang echoes around the mostly empty school, an eerily familiar cackle hitting the walls soon after. With wide eyes, you and the group of five scramble outside of the classroom to see the commotion. A set of black and gold jackets are stood against… another set of black and gold jackets.

You blink, finding who you’re looking for as you walk up to him quickly. “Why are you here? Where’s my brother?”

“Curfew.” Is all Mercy says as another bang hits the wall. He glances to you, “it’s past your curfew.”

“Is it?” You mumble before pulling out your phone. It was past time for you to be home — an hour past, actually. You suck in a breath through your teeth, sending a sheepish grin his way. “My bad…”

A loud cackle hits the area again, “you’re a fun guy!” Binzo steps out of a pile of desks, knuckles bloody and a bruise forming on his cheek. In front of him, a boy with orange hair grins as he rubs his fist against his open palm. Binzo’s eyes widen, “I can’t wait to get rid of you.”

You act quickly, grabbing the wild boy’s ear and pushing his attention onto you. You frown his way, “and why are you fighting in my school?”

“Oh, hey [name].”

“Hi, Binzo,” you deadpan before letting him go. Across the hallway, you can see a boy identical to the orange haired one doing the same as you — calming a fight. Yamaguchi appears out of nowhere, slinging an arm around your shoulders as he leads you away from the fights damage.

Your brother is face to face with a blond, glaring as they stare each other down. They seem equal height wise but your brother has a different air to him ; a monstrous rage hidden he only uses to protect his siblings.

Your small study group follows behind you meekly, Kamui and Mercy behind them. Takemichi lets out a squeak at the sight of your brother, “he’s huge!”

You snicker to yourself and unknowingly catch the attention of a different blond. Smiling to your small group, you place your hand on Rao’s back and step into his line of vision. “Sorry I stayed so late ; I didn’t realize what time it was.”

Rao looks you over, as if making sure you’re okay. You roll your eyes, “I’m just fine, brother.” You point your thumb backwards to the group of trembling boys — their eyes widen at the attention. “Was with my tutor group.”

Atsushi smiles, a small laugh escaping his lips as he waves. “Nice to meet you mister Suzuran, sir.”

“Mister Suzuran,” Mercy laughs to himself.

You send a glare his way before looking at the new faces in front of you — and their matching uniforms. “That’s not a school, is it?”

“Toman!” Takemichi pipes up. He rushes to stand beside you and almost shield you from the group’s view. “My friends. Who are here because…”

“To hang out.” His voice is deep as he speaks, that taller guy. You raise your eyebrows — like you’re impressed — and look to your brother again. The rest of the crows have wandered up and gathered around you by now, shoulder to shoulder as they stood with you. “Why is Suzuran here?”

“You’ll have to excuse my brother and his friends,” you grin sweetly. Your eyes close and the irritation seems to leak from you as you hold the fake smile. “They have no manners. I’ll go get my things.”

The middle school boys follow behind you quickly, like sheep being herded to safety. The Toman boys eye the Crows apprehensively, but stay silent otherwise. You pop back up, school bag in hand as you stand beside your brother once more.

“We’ll go first. See you next week, boys!” you excuse yourself, pushing Binzo out of the school. Rao stuffs his hands in his pockets as your eyes land on him once more. “Showing up at my school just to fight… what nonsense.”

Takemichi is stopped by Mikey, a hand on his wrist as the leader stares at the spot you were just standing at. “Introduce me to your friend next time. ‘Kay, Mitchy?”

The blond can only agree helplessly as he watches a small light of intrigue fall into Mikey’s eyes.

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tenjiku + housen

“Housen…” a boy in a school uniform passes by them shakily. “Housen… it was them…”

“Kakucho,” the white-haired male speaks up. He pauses in his step, glancing from the boy to where he came from. “What is Housen?”

“A nearby academy,” Mochi answers instead. He nods ahead with his chin, hands in his pockets as a schoolyard comes into view. “They call them the Killer Corps. Four lower ranks, below the head of the school ; the strongest.”

Shion tilts his head with a hum, “sounds like us, huh?”

“What are they doing in my district?” Izana purses his lips, lilac eyes narrowing at the school in front of them. A small group of five stands there, gray uniforms sticking out from the plaid ones other students wore. He watches as the group is avoided ; people passing by averting their eyes and hunching their shoulders. “Hey. Housen, was it?”

Their heads turn, stone-faced but curious of the red clad group. Shion tries to look as intimidating as he can ; the others just stand behind their king. A blond speaks up, “is there a problem?”

Before anyone can speak, an energetic voice calls through the air. “Oh, what’s this? A surprise visit?”

The next thing Izana knows, the guy with the undercut has another person attached to him. You jump on Kenzo’s back, grin full force and pulling at your lips. “What a nice surprise! Good to see you, brother!”

“So noisy…” Yuken glares your way, but it falls into a soft smile as he watches Kenzo pull you from his back. “How was school, [name]?”

You deadpan, no emotion in your voice as you sigh. “It was school. What do you expect?” You turn to Housen’s leader unexpectedly, melting into something more gentle and quiet. “Hi, Sachio. I didn’t expect you to be here.”

“We all came to get you,” Kenzo speaks up. You swat him away absentmindedly, eyes focused on Sachio. He clicks his tongue, “I’m your brother and you’re paying more attention to him? Hey, don’t get any ideas!”

You face your brother coyly, “ideas like what?”

Yuken snorts to himself, looking to the ground. It reminds him that there are outsiders watching this take place ; other guys wanting to size them up and fight them. His face smoothed out, “right. You guys. What did you need again?”

Izana’s mind is spiraling as he watches you and your brother joke around. You don’t look alike at all ; don’t share a smile or eye shape or laugh. Yet you greet each other joyfully and bask in each other’s company. It reminds him of earlier times ; simplier ones when maybe he would've called Mikey his brother.

Kakucho clears his throat and looks on awkwardly as his king stays frozen. "Just making sure there aren't any problems. Carry on."

Your grin and playful voice lingers on Izana's mind far longer than he thought it would.

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haitani's + fujio and kiyoshi's factions

You're walking out with a classmate — Rindou, he said to call him — when he lets out a small laugh. "Seems my brother is here."

"Oh, mine too!" Your brother has dragged Yasushi along with him — of course. The two are rarely separated. What surprised you, though, was the sight of a taller boy facing the two of them. He's smiling with his eyes closed, twirling one of the braids of his two-toned hair. "Looks like he's causing trouble already."

Rindou saunters up to the unknown guy, scrunching his nose at the sight of your brother and his best friend. It makes you giggle — they often received that reaction. A whistle is heard in the distance as Fujio and Tsukasa strut their way to you.

“[Name]!” Fujio grins your way. He holds out a plastic bag to you, shaking it enthusiastically. “Brought some snacks for you!”

“I didn’t realize you’d all be getting me today,” you grab the bag from him. Yasushi peers over your shoulder as you pillage through the snacks, humming at the selection. “Oh, this is my classmate… and his brother, I think.”

The dual-toned boy raises his hand into a wave, his smile growing condescending and troublesome. “Didn’t realize the middle school was so close by.”

Your eyes widen as you see the four boys beside you twitch. Fujio’s smile has fallen ; Yasushi lets out a cackle as he cracks his knuckles. You exchange a look with Tsukasa and step in front of them before anything can start. “That wasn’t very nice, Pippi Longstocking! You should apologize before things get ugly, hm?”

His grin falls flat, mirth hitting his eyes as Rindou lets a snort out at your insult. You let out a sigh and rub your forehead. “Brother, let’s get our friends away from here before a fight breaks out.”

Kiyoshi groans but agrees anyways, slinging his arms around Yasushi and Fujio. The two are still frowning — but a lollipop from you is placed in their mouths in hopes of calming them down.

Looking back to the blond, you wave as Tsukasa waits on you. “See you Monday, Rindou!” You skip up to your group, looping your arm through Tsuakasa’s as you walk.

Ran lets out a laugh as he looks at Rindou’s complacent form. “Catching feelings, brother?”

Rindou shoves him with flushed cheeks and a frown. “You’re seeing things.”

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valhalla + senomon

Ryo often walked you home from school. As soon as your brother was in his car, the quiet boy was on his way to you — feeling as if he had some type of unspoken duty to do for you. You smile at the sight of him leaning against the school's wall, stark red uniform standing out against the white building.

A tap to your shoulder brings your attention to a boy wearing glasses. His longer hair is pulled back into a ponytail, a grimace on his face as he side-steps nervously. "[Name]... you don't mind looking over this for me, do you?"

He holds a mess of paper out to you — one you recognize as grammar homework. You glance at Ryo, smiling at him reasurringly as you take the paper. As you read over it, the boy in red takes your school bag and slings it over his own shoulder. "Just a few mistakes this time, Baji!"

"This one? I didn't think it was right," Baji frowns as he looks it over You walk between him and Ryo, messily and hurridly trying to explain everything Baji was confused about. "That one and— 'Tora?"

Outside of your building stands your brother and his following. Kohei's sneer is painting his face — as always — as two other boys face him. One is smoking, tattooes on his hands while the other has an intricate tattoo on his neck, his fiists clenched and eyes narrowed in. Ryo comes to a stop, "Kohei. You're here."

"Of course I'm here," he spits out. He makes his way to you, nose curling at the sight of Baji as he stands in front of you, blocking you from view. "Heard there were delinquents lingering about."

You grin, putting your chin on his shoulder. "And you decided to protect little ol' me? How sweet, brother!"

Kohei grimaces at you, "shut your mouth."

"No delinquents," Baji grins. He saunters over to the strangers, letting his hair down and taking his glasses off. "Just my friends!"

Scratching the back of your ear, you share a look with Ryo. "Well— same thing, really?"

The taller guy stomps his cigarette out, staring stonely at your brother. He breathes out a puff of smoke, "what're some rich kids doin' here? This is our part'a town."

"We don't want any problems." Ryo speaks before Kohei can. It's the best choice —your brother started and ended fights, never putting himself in the middle. He steps closer to you, "just walking this one home. That's all."

Golden eyes hit you, the jingle of his earring echoing at he tilts his head. You meet his gaze, looking away soon after and walking past your brother to Baji. You hand over another paper or two, "don't forget these. Let me know if you need anymore help — I'm still willing to help!"

"Thanks, [name]. See you tomorrow."

You pull your brother from the potential fight, letting him pout and whine as you ignore his words. Ryo smirks at your eye-rolls, nudging you and letting you tease Kohei freely. A golden gaze is still sinking into your skin as you peek over your shoulder, stealing another glance at the tiger boy. He's still staring.

"Tora," Baji speaks up. He narrows his eyes as Kazutora blinks rapidly, breaking his stare on you. "Be careful with that one. Don't want to make Senomon angry."

Kazutora smiles to himself, "wouldn't dream of it. Let's go."

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[lemon-natalia]

Nona the Ninth Reaction - Chapter 1

oooh and now we have another countdown - this time its five days until the tomb opens! which is both concerning and mildly confusing given Harrow already opened the tomb

and a new image for the chapter header - not an animal skull or a skull at all but a cave with chains over it! presumably representing the tomb itself which in of itself is very intriguing

‘Late in the year of nobody she really thought of in particular’ hah, take that John

ok so Nona’s dreaming of a painted face … the first two immediate options that come to mind are Gideon and Harrow, clearly. in a body of water, could it be the River? or possibly, if the ‘her’ in ‘her hands’ she’s talking about is Alecto, it could be the saltwater of the tomb?

so far the first thing thats struck me is just how sweet the relationship between Nona and Camilla is 

‘A beaker of violently orange liquid, radioactively orange even in the dark’ what the fuck kinda eggs are these guys eating

and Nona has black hair! very long black hair which grows fast, which very much suggests that this is Harrow’s body, given what Ianthe did to her hair last book. this also pretty much rules out another initial theory i had for Nona, which was that she might have been in Gideon’s body, since we know that was picked up by the BoE last book

and another point for being some kind of amnesiac Harrow - Nona appears to have a lot of issues with eating 

Okay … so Camilla and Pal are sharing Camilla’s body, kind of a reverse of Gideon-in-Harrow last book, but not quite given that they somehow seem to have swapped each-others eye colours. it’s not just that they’re sharing a body, since Gid & Harrow explicitly retained their own eye colours, but some kind of other situation

hmm Nona seems relatively upbeat, but there’s a lot of conversation about militia links and black market goods, life wherever they are doesn’t seem all that great tbh

and they’re hiding something about the overall situation they’re in from Nona, and its very unclear whose side they’re on. given the end of the last book, the fact they seem to be in some kind of hiding on a non-House planet, I doubt they’re fully with the Emperor/Nine Houses. but then they definitely don’t seem to be onboard with, and have a very uneasy relationship with, the Blood of Eden, especially given the whole kinda-Lyctorhood situation they’ve got going on. 

and there’s an awful lot going on here. they keep mentioning a search and recovery mission, which begs the question for what exactly are they looking for. it can’t be the Tomb or anything because its pretty well known where THAT is. and Pal and Pyrrha have very different philosophies on whatever’s happening - Pal seems to want to help some kind of situation with people trapped in barracks, while Pyrrha thinks its not worth it. and on top of all of that BoE is not quite one cohesive group as it was described in HtN, there’s some kind of inter-organisational conflict going on. 

‘I know how to farm … I can teach you and Nona’ rip G1deon who never got to live his Stardew Valley dreams. Locked Tomb: the Farming Simulator when?

also it is interesting that even G1deon, seemingly the most loyal of the Emperor’s lyctors (or at least the only one seemingly not actively trying to kill him) still had a backup plan and wanted to run away to just lead some kind of a normal life

and they need masks of some kind? and Nona’s immune - more points for her being Harrow, or at least in Harrow’s body, Nona’s body clearly works like a Lyctors 

oh shit there’s a mysterious blue light in the sky that’s ‘periscoping’? It could be some kind of surveillance but i think its far more likely to be the seventh Resurrection Beast, which is there for … some reason? Lotta questions raised just in this one chapter

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Foals

12th July 2019 The Town Hall, Auckland, New Zealand.

Review by Sarah Kidd | Photography by Chris Zwaagdyk | ambientlightblog.com

For the first night of two of the most hotly anticipated shows of the dreary winter season, Aucklanders braved the intermittent heavy showers to make their way to the warm welcoming arms of the Town Hall.

With both performances sold out, there was an undeniable electricity in the air, fans bristling with energy as they jostled for position down on the floor. Admittedly for many there was also the bittersweet pangs of disappointment that due to scheduling conflicts only Saturday nights attendees would be granted the privilege of seeing the stupendous Californian indie rock band Warpaint open proceedings; Auckland based Daffodils however once again delivering an outstanding performance that helped ease the pain just a little.

The quartet of Foals, the indie math rock darlings of Oxford, England have just recently delivered their latest album Everything Not Saved Will Be Lost – Part 1, an album whose first two singles hands down proved that they are indeed currently at the top of their game. Having formed fourteen years ago, for many it has been like watching a beloved child grow, mature and step forth into the world as an independent entity, full of bravado and hope for the future.

Ensconced on a stage bordered with lush green palm fronds that mimicked the cover of their latest album, a black and white backdrop of a pair of terracotta lions overlooked the four piece whose numbers were bolstered by additional touring members; the stage itself bathed in a heady mix of orange and rose stage lights and plumes of wispy smoke.

Bursting to life as the crowd bellowed with joy, ‘On The Luna’ was the first song to grace the stage, it’s higher octave stance lamenting the fact that Trump is clogging up their computer all day, the bouncy notes seeing the audience dance in time. Following it straight up with a double header from their fourth album What Went Down, it was clear that Foals were going to be playing mixologist with their set list.

Bearded vocalist Yannis Philippakis, his navy and white patterned shirt somehow perfectly complimenting the backdrop drew the fans eyes, as he stood across from guitarist Jimmy Smith, sharing a passing look or two as they fed off both each other and the crowd, Philippakis vocals sounding on point throughout the night.

One of the most noticeable highlights of the evening however was how seamlessly at some points the concert flowed. On paper – due to the continual evolution of both the bands character and sound – the set list may not have looked to have blended that well; but live the pieces connected together, the band often not allowing for the standard stop and start to each piece, but instead allowing the tail end of a song to stretch out and curl itself around the intro of the next.

Old favourites such as ‘Olympic Airways’ segued into new, both ‘Syrups’ and ‘Sunday’ giving the Auckland crowd a taste of how Foals latest work transcribes to the stage; all was embraced, but of course songs such as the epic ‘Spanish Sahara’ were rejoiced, the magnificent stage lighting reflecting the heat of both the track itself and the audience as they gave themselves over.

Delving back into their math rock roots ‘Red Sox Pugie’ set the venue on fire before ‘Exits’ – a song that is almost impossible not to love – forewarned of a world where there will be no birds left to fly thanks to humanity’s destruction of the planet. This urgency to pay attention to the downfall of the climate around us seemed to coarse through Philippakis veins; throughout the evening he had teased the audience as he had stepped down into the pit to get closer, at one point getting them to hold his legs as he walked out onto the first few rows and played guitar above their heads.

But now it was bursting out of him, taking off at speed with his guitar, he ran down the length of the barrier and into the crowd, before returning to the stage, ditching his instrument and walking across a sea of hands to ferociously sing while being held above the adoring fans. The encore bringing everything to a head as the evening’s euphoria spilled over the edges, Foals bringing it home with the fiercely contagious ‘Two Steps Twice’.

And to think, they are releasing Part 2 in just a few months. Heart be still.

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This is where potions became even more fun. You had been on a journey a while ago seeking new ingredients to make potions with and dip arrows in when you came across a temple. Inside was a dark chest, it held a grimoire filled to the brim of inappropriate potion recipes. Such as;

Voluptatem - potion of pleasure

Amare - potion of love

Ossessione - potion of obsession

Sottomissione - potion of submission

Calor - potion of heat

And more. There was too many of them. Each one relating to something sexual. It made you shudder at the thought of drinking any one of them. You took the book with you and hid it within your shelves of books at your home. Disguising it from prying eyes. But unfortunately someone found it...

“What’s this?” Techno frowned pulling out the book you had kept hidden for a few weeks now. With flushed cheeks you explained the grimoire to him not missing the smirk that grew on his face with each word you spoke.

“Have you practiced making any of them?” He asked to which you shook your head ‘no’.

“Well let’s try.” He grinned, ushering you towards your brewing area.

Voluptatem - potion of pleasure

Gosh it was amazing, such intense, heightened pleasure. Your nails scratched down your beast’s back, he thrusted harder and header each time never wanting the pleasure to go away. Your back pressed against the wall, while he made you feel weak with the overwhelming sensations flowing through you. Not once that night did either of you regret splitting that bottle of black liquid between the two of you.

Amare - potion of love

Sighs and moans filled the air as soft love making took place. Techno’s hands on either side of your face, holding it gently while staring into your eyes. No bursts of intense pleasure hit you but continuous waves washed over you. It felt like one constant, unbroken climax. You felt so complete and loved in that moment as did he. Both of your heads clouded by the soft pink potion you had shared.

Ossessione - potion of obsession

“Perfect! So fucking perfect!” Techno growled his hands smoothing over every inch of your body that was splayed out on the bed for him. His eyes holding that deep obsession that had taken over the moment he drank that deep purple potion. “Mine.” He growled biting down on your shoulder, humming at the blood that spilled into his mouth at the same time he spilled into you. Filling you up with his seed. He kept you there on his cock, keeping his cum inside of you for the next hour until he began thrusting into you again. Taking what was ‘his’.

Sottomissione - potion of submission

You tugged at golden chains holding you in place as Techno sucked another orgasm out of you. He hadn’t moved from the spot between your thighs for hours now. He was just as much a mess as you were, cum dripping from his cock that he had rutted against the bed, letting your moans guide him into his high. You had both drank the potion, however it seemed he just wanted nothing more than to please you, than submit to you. He kept you bound in that position until the early hours of the morning, by then his dose of green liquid was waring off enough for him to finally fuck you into oblivion, for not only your pleasure but for his relief too.

Calor - potion of heat

“Too hot. Techie please!” You whimpered. The piglin beast chuckled, picking up an ice cube and running it along your body. It melted too quickly. Another piece, this one he circled around your nipples. Melted. Next one he trailed down to your thighs. Melted. The final piece of ice he used that night, he circled your clit with. Watching as the frozen water melted against your body while your writhed finally getting some kind of relaxation since drinking that fiery orange potion.

From that week onwards, Technoblade’s basement was stocked full of those potions.

Hello there, I really love your work and I was wondering if I could request a c!Technoblade x Witch Reader in which the reader is the SMP’s local witch who lives in the swamp lands. Members of the SMP tend to seek her out for her potions, enchantments, tipped arrows, etc. Feel free to make them SFW and NSFW headcannons if you want

Hope you have a pleasant day/evening/night ^^

Thankyou so much, I’m glad you like my writing! I’ve done both sfw and nsfw. Thankyou for this request, it’s given me a lot of idea for future posts.

Techno x witch!reader

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SFW

Techno could listen to you talk for hours. Usually you did, sitting there babbling about making a new potion or a new spell you were working on, but gosh the piglin beast can’t take his eyes off you for even a second, can’t stop listening to you even if someone else had entered the room and tried to start a conversation with him. No, he won’t even turn his head.

He loved to watched you, the look on your face when you found something new. It was beautiful, as were you.

Techno got a little jealous sometimes of the amount of attention you got from all the guys from the mainland, even though he knew they were just there for enchantments and potions, he couldn’t help but feel a little bitter about it.

He trekked everyday from his house to the swamplands just so he could see you. He’d find you making new mixtures in your big cauldron, dipping the tips of arrows in it. “Here. Just don’t shoot anyone you like with that.” You warned handing him a dark red tipped arrow.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” He chuckled.

When Techno finally got the courage to ask you to be his, you of course, said yes and he was overjoyed. From then on when the guys turned up for anything his arms would be around your waist from behind or you’d be sat on his lap, a smirk on his face.

He loved the lazy days with you, when you’d both lay in bed cuddled up while you read about new enchantements. They truly were the best type of days. Even the blood thirsty voices inside his head agreed with that.

NSFW

This is where potions became even more fun. You had been on a journey a while ago seeking new ingredients to make potions with and dip arrows in when you came across a temple. Inside was a dark chest, it held a grimoire filled to the brim of inappropriate potion recipes. Such as;

Voluptatem - potion of pleasure

Amare - potion of love

Ossessione - potion of obsession

Sottomissione - potion of submission

Calor - potion of heat

And more. There was too many of them. Each one relating to something sexual. It made you shudder at the thought of drinking any one of them. You took the book with you and hid it within your shelves of books at your home. Disguising it from prying eyes. But unfortunately someone found it...

“What’s this?” Techno frowned pulling out the book you had kept hidden for a few weeks now. With flushed cheeks you explained the grimoire to him not missing the smirk that grew on his face with each word you spoke.

“Have you practiced making any of them?” He asked to which you shook your head ‘no’.

“Well let’s try.” He grinned, ushering you towards your brewing area.

Voluptatem - potion of pleasure

Gosh it was amazing, such intense, heightened pleasure. Your nails scratched down your beast’s back, he thrusted harder and header each time never wanting the pleasure to go away. Your back pressed against the wall, while he made you feel weak with the overwhelming sensations flowing through you. Not once that night did either of you regret splitting that bottle of black liquid between the two of you.

Amare - potion of love

Sighs and moans filled the air as soft love making took place. Techno’s hands on either side of your face, holding it gently while staring into your eyes. No bursts of intense pleasure hit you but continuous waves washed over you. It felt like one constant, unbroken climax. You felt so complete and loved in that moment as did he. Both of your heads clouded by the soft pink potion you had shared.

Ossessione - potion of obsession

“Perfect! So fucking perfect!” Techno growled his hands smoothing over every inch of your body that was splayed out on the bed for him. His eyes holding that deep obsession that had taken over the moment he drank that deep purple potion. “Mine.” He growled biting down on your shoulder, humming at the blood that spilled into his mouth at the same time he spilled into you. Filling you up with his seed. He kept you there on his cock, keeping his cum inside of you for the next hour until he began thrusting into you again. Taking what was ‘his’.

Sottomissione - potion of submission

You tugged at golden chains holding you in place as Techno sucked another orgasm out of you. He hadn’t moved from the spot between your thighs for hours now. He was just as much a mess as you were, cum dripping from his cock that he had rutted against the bed, letting your moans guide him into his high. You had both drank the potion, however it seemed he just wanted nothing more than to please you, than submit to you. He kept you bound in that position until the early hours of the morning, by then his dose of green liquid was waring off enough for him to finally fuck you into oblivion, for not only your pleasure but for his relief too.

Calor - potion of heat

“Too hot. Techie please!” You whimpered. The piglin beast chuckled, picking up an ice cube and running it along your body. It melted too quickly. Another piece, this one he circled around your nipples. Melted. Next one he trailed down to your thighs. Melted. The final piece of ice he used that night, he circled your clit with. Watching as the frozen water melted against your body while your writhed finally getting some kind of relaxation since drinking that fiery orange potion.

From that week onwards, Technoblade’s basement was stocked full of those potions.

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Speaking of their new profile pic and header. I'm so tired of BO having the same type of pics not only from their shows but for their magazine articles, music promotion and everything else as well. Their black jackets and Noah's tee, wet hair, bathroom tiles, a glimpse of light hilighting eyes, complete darkness and red/orange/green colors - we've seen it all a million times. Their visuals are not dark and mysterious as Noah wants it to be. It's boring and repetative.

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Image 1: A sim with light brown hair in a low bun sleeping in a shower-tub combo

Image 2: A sim with short wavy black hair holding a black garbage bag with a slightly disgusted expression on their face, next to them was was a white text box with an orange header reading Uncomfortable plus one, followed by Eww, Gross (from emptying trash), blech. This is just creepy.

Image 3: A dark grey and light grey gradient banner with the words Stone Legacy on the left with a swirly heart inside a house above it and the words gen 1 on the right with a swirly heart inside a house above it

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Gemma: *snoring*

I guess that one‘s way to get some rest? And Didi got a new trait (which I didn’t get a screenshot of, whoops) which was squeamish. Oh the irony.

Didi: I hate my life

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Okay! Lets talk patterns! I've finished revamping the PDFs for this sampler, and I want to share the changes I made--

[Image IDs: two versions of the same section of a spiral galaxy cross-stitch pattern. The one on the left has a black background and colored squares with semitransparent symbols, while the one on the right has a white background, colored squares with black or white symbols, and line numbers.]

The original Space Sampler PDF was from 2016, and though I still adore the design itself, the PDF was really showing its age (and my inexperience!).

The first version was made by hand in GIMP, and was missing a LOT of standard pattern attributes: it didn't have line numbers, center marks, or overlap shading, and the color key was only at the end of the PDF, not at the bottom of every page. For this specific pattern, the center lines and overlap shading weren't a big deal-- the box layout kept things pretty well aligned-- but having to flip over to the key every time got very annoying.

Also, all the symbols were overlaid at about 50-75% opacity; this worked fine for me, the person who'd designed the thing and already knew which colors went where, but I imagine it'd be very annoying for someone with poor eyesight trying to differentiate everything.

[Image ID: a pixelated row of a cross-stitch key. An 'M'-shaped symbol is labelled 'Red, 900']

Another big change: when I made this pattern I didn't know that DMC threads had official color names, so I just made up some. For example, in the original pattern DMC 900, "Burnt Orange Dark" is referred to simply as "Red".

All of those changes-- the color names, grid numbers, overlap shading, etc.-- were possible to fix because I now own some specialty pattern-making software*, but I didn't use to. I'm certain there were free versions around back then, but I didn't even know to look for them. So I think I did... alright, I suppose, for what I knew!

The other BIG change: there's a Pattern Keeper version now! I'm slowly trying to update all the full-stitches-only patterns to have Pattern Keeper versions. The Pride Flag Planets all do, and the two most recent dinosaurs, and a bunch of others.

Final change: the original pattern asked people not to sell stitched versions without permission, but I've changed my mind on that. Here's the new text (under the header of 'things you can do with your pattern'):

[Transcription: Sew up a sampler and sell it at a craft show, or a bazaar, or online— but only in small, individual quantities (fewer than 100 stitched copies), and only with credit given to the artist.]

This is the permission I want for all my patterns, so as I update older patterns I'm adding this text in, too. If you'd like to stitch any of my stuff for a craft fair, or an auction, or Etsy, you officially have my blessing.

If you've ever bought the Space Sampler (ever! from 2016 - now) and would like a copy of the new files, shoot me a message on Etsy and I'll send them your way, no questions asked.

Thanks for reading! Here's to another seven years of stitching. :)

*For this one, WinStitch! WinStitch and I have an occasionally-turbulent relationship, but right now we're all good. Great software, a billion features, and Jeff the creator is super nice. 👍

The last photos I took of the Space Sampler were seven years ago... a lot has happened since 2016, but my first pattern still holds a special place in my heart :)

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