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napoleonic-sexyman-tournament · 3 days ago

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Propaganda under the Read More:

Alexander von Humboldt:

a. Influential explorer, researcher and polymath with many discoveries in the fields of geography, biology, zoology, astronomy and more. Also has experience with sticking things up his butt. For scientific reasons of course.

Thomas-Alexandre Dumas:

a. “mustache” b. “Tall! Daring! Swashbuckling! A devoted husband and father! Had a personal conflict with Napoleon! Also it was said he could, while holding onto a bar above his head, LIFT A HORSE WITH HIS THIGHS. How is he not on this list ten times already! Vote for General Dumas!” c. “He was so hot that he inspired The Three Musketeers, The Count of Monte Cristo, and many more books that his son, Alexandre Dumas, wrote. He definitely looked the part of a sexyman, as he son recounts in his memoirs: "My father, as already stated, was twenty-four, and as handsome a young fellow as could be found anywhere. His complexion was dark, his eyes of a rich chestnut colour […]. His teeth were white, his lips mobile, his neck well set on his powerful shoulders, and, in spite of his height of five feet nine inches, he had the hands and feet of a woman. These feet were the envy of his mistresses, whose shoes he was very rarely able to put on." He could crush you between his thighs: "His free colonial life had developed his strength and prowess to an extraordinary degree; he was a veritable American horse-lad, a cowboy. His skill with gun or pistol was the envy of St. Georges and Junot. And his muscular strength became a proverb in the army. More than once he amused himself in the riding-school by passing under a beam, and lifting his horse between his legs." He was so badass he could beat 13 men with 4 and take all the enemy prisoner, and defend against hundreds of men on a bridge by himself. He performed these acts of valour numerous times in Italy. He was so formidable that the Austrians named him the "Schwartz Teufel", or the Black Devil, and his feat at the bridge earned him the moniker of "Horatius Cocles of Tyrol". He wasn't afraid to stand up to his morals and protest against unfair treatment. When unjust executions by the guillotine were happening outside his quarters, he closed the blinds of his curtains, earning him the nickname "Mr. Humanity". When in the Vendée, he complained about the wanton indiscipline in his troops. When in Italy, Berthier wrongly reported his actions as one of "observation" in St. Antonio. Dumas wrote to General Bonaparte that if Berthier was in the same position, he would have shit his pants. Dumas abhorred plunder, never exhorted the locals, and ordered the Directory agent who had come to persuade him otherwise be shot if he dared present himself to Dumas again. Integrity and a sense of moral justice is sexy, mark my words. For Dumas' final qualifier as a sexyman, look no further than this Tumblr heritage post (https://www.tumblr.com/petermorwood/133803437020/hortensevanuppity-elodieunderglass), with 300,000 notes and counting. And I quote: "- daddy general dumas was an immense fierce french warrior who was a 6 foot plus, stunningly gorgeous and charismatic Black gentleman - he invaded egypt - the native egyptians said “is this napoleon? this must be napoleon. we for one welcome our majestic new overlord” - then napoleon showed up - napoleon has all the presence of yesterday’s plain Tesco hummus - the native egyptians were like “… no… no, we’ve thought very hard and we’ll have General Dumas actually” - this did not make napoleon happy - in fact it made him jealous - napoleon felt so emasculated that he launched a campaign of revenge against General Dumas, including taking away his pension, that probably inspired a lot of Alexandre’s rather satisfying scenes in which fathers are nobly avenged and the money-grubbing villains are rubbed in the mud" I rest my case. Tl;dr: He was so hot he inspired multiple books, he was a stronk man who could crush you between his thighs or carry you like a sack of potatoes, and he was so badass that he could take on odds of 1 to 3. He had a foul mouth but a heart of gold and his actions were never self-serving. Posts relating to him on Tumblr have had 300,000 notes and counting. He is qualitatively and quantitatively qualified to be a sexyman.”

#napoleonic sexyman tournament

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rex3o · 3 months ago

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The Eternal Enigma

A/N: The Eternal Enigma is deeply inspired by the movie of La Belle et la Bête which I watched recently so I put two and two together and yh here we go. Also this story does NOT follow the jujutsu kaisen plot. But I hope u lot enjoy it as much as I do as I post more out lol.

Summary: In a cursed kingdom ruled by the fearsome Ryomen Sukuna, a former general turned demon king, Y/n—a noblewoman whose family fell victim to Sukuna’s wrath—is delivered to his ominous fortress. Expecting to be treated harshly, Y/n is instead met with Sukuna’s cold indifference and an outrageous demand: she must fall in love with him. When Y/n protests, Sukuna’s fury erupts, and he declares her forbidden from leaving his domain. As Sukuna storms out, Y/n is left to navigate the treacherous path of her new, dark reality.

Ryomen Sukuna X Reader

>> chp 2 / chp3

In the waning light of dusk, the land lay cloaked in a somber silence, broken only by the mournful whispers of the wind through twisted, barren trees. Once a flourishing realm of beauty and grace, the landscape now bore the scars of darkness—a kingdom lost to the curse of an ancient power.

At the heart of this cursed domain stood a fortress of eerie majesty, its blackened spires reaching toward the heavens like the gnarled fingers of a dark deity. This was the domain of the Eternal Enigma—a being whose name was whispered in fear and awe: Ryomen Sukuna. His fortress, a towering edifice of obsidian and bone, loomed over the land, casting long shadows that seemed to swallow the light itself.

The tale of Sukuna’s darkness began long before his rise to power. Born into a world already steeped in suffering, Sukuna resided in the womb of his starving mother alongside his twin. As the days of deprivation wore on, the infant Sukuna, driven by a primal instinct for survival, consumed his sibling. Even then, his existence was marked by a monstrous hunger.

As he grew, Sukuna’s insatiable drive for dominance and power led him to become a general of unmatched bravery. His prowess on the battlefield earned him great acclaim, yet it was his ambition that ultimately led him astray. Driven by a desire for eternal glory, Sukuna made a fateful pact with forces beyond mortal comprehension. In his quest for immortality, he sacrificed not only his humanity but the very soul of his kingdom, sealing his fate in a curse that bound him to a grotesque and eternal imprisonment.

Now, his form was a grotesque mockery of the noble warrior he once was: the size of a grizzly beast, with four monstrous clawed arms and four eyes glowing red with a cold, malevolent light that reflected the torment of his eternal punishment.

The people of the land spoke of him in hushed tones, recounting tales of his cruelty and the legion of cursed spirits and demons he commanded. The once-vibrant courts of the kingdom had become hollow echoes of their former splendor, their power and beauty overshadowed by the darkness that reigned supreme. Those who dared to speak of Sukuna’s name faced his wrath, for the curse that bound him extended to all who crossed his path.

On a fateful night, as the moon hung heavy in the sky, a young woman was delivered to the fortress gates. Y/n, a noblewoman of grace and beauty, arrived with a heart full of trepidation and hope. Her family, once powerful and respected, had been destroyed in a failed attempt to defy Sukuna’s dominion. Now, she was a mere pawn in a game she scarcely understood—a gift offered to the overlord in a desperate bid to placate his anger and prevent further bloodshed.

The carriage rocked as it trundled along the forest path, its wheels grinding against the overgrown roots of ancient trees. Y/n sat in silence, her pale hands folded neatly in her lap, her heart heavy with the weight of her fate. Beyond the veil covering her face, she looked upon the thick mist outside, Sukuna's fortress looming—a twisted silhouette against the blood-red sky. Her thoughts were abruptly cut short.

"They say no one returns from there," whispered the old servant who sat beside her, his voice quivering. "Once you enter the Demon King's domain, you are lost."

Y/n stared ahead, her face expressionless, though her heart pounded with fear. She had heard the rumors—stories of a man turned into a beast, cursed by the gods to rule over cursed spirits and demons. Sukuna's cruelty was legendary, but no one could explain why he had demanded her as a tribute.

The gates of the fortress creaked open, and a cold wind swept through the air as the carriage crossed into Sukuna’s domain. The once-proud noblewoman took a deep breath, knowing that her life would never be the same again.

As the carriage came to a halt, and she stepped out into the foreboding realm. The cold air bit at her skin, and the eerie silence of the fortress seemed to swallow her every step. The gates behind her loomed after her, ancient and imposing, their iron bars etched with dark symbols that whispered of forgotten sorcery.

Y/n’s eyes met those of the gatekeeper, who regarded her with a mixture of pity and apprehension. “Welcome, my lady,” he intoned, his voice trembling with the weight of unspoken fears. “May the gods have mercy on you.”

The doors creaked open, and a footman greeted Y/n as she stepped into the darkness beyond, her old servant closely following behind. Her heart pounded with a blend of fear and curiosity. She had heard the tales of the cursed king—of the monstrous being who ruled with an iron fist and a heart of darkness. But what lay beyond the shadows of his fortress remained a mystery, one she was now bound to unravel.

The footman led her through the foreboding halls of the fortress, her senses overwhelmed by the oppressive gloom that pervaded every corner. The walls seemed to whisper secrets long forgotten, and the flickering torchlight cast eerie shadows that danced like specters in the dark. The halls were deathly quiet, with servants passing in complete silence as they moved through their tasks.

In the dim glow of a grand chamber, Sukuna awaited her. His form, though majestic in its own right, was a stark contrast to the splendor of the once-great fortress. He sat on his dark and imposing throne, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly light that seemed to pierce through the very fabric of reality. His presence was both mesmerizing and terrifying, a paradox of beauty and horror.

As the footman and Y/n approached, her heart raced with a mixture of dread and anticipation. The Eternal Enigma, the cursed king, awaited her presence, and with it, the unfolding of a tale that would intertwine their fates in ways neither could have imagined.

As Y/n entered the grand chamber, her eyes were immediately drawn to the imposing figure seated on the dark throne. Sukuna’s presence was both mesmerizing and terrifying. The throne room was dimly lit by flickering torches that cast eerie shadows on the walls, making the scene even more surreal.

Sukuna looked down upon Y/n with an indifferent gaze, his four red eyes glowing like smoldering embers. Despite his fearsome appearance, he seemed almost disinterested in her arrival. He gestured lazily for her to come closer, his monstrous form shifting slightly as he leaned back against his throne.

Y/n approached cautiously, her heart pounding with a mix of apprehension and curiosity. She had braced herself for harsh treatment or some form of ritualistic cruelty, but Sukuna’s demeanor was unexpectedly nonchalant. He could hear her heart racing and noticed her trembling form, almost chuckling at her fear. Yet, for Y/n, the lack of immediate threats or displays of malevolence only heightened her unease.

"Well, you’re here," Sukuna said, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that filled the chamber. “You remember me, yes? Your family was obedient, but your useless father had to mess things up. Such a pity he’s dead.” Sukuna smirked, his gaze disdainful as he looked down at her. To him, her father was a mere annoyance, a fly in his grand plans. “To shorten this meeting, brat—you’re staying here, in my palace.” His attention wandered, as if Y/n were a trivial matter.

Y/n blinked, trying to process his words. “You insult my dead father and then order me to stay? As a prisoner, you mean?”

Sukuna replied with a sneer, “And what will you do about it? You’re as useless as him. Whatever you do can’t surpass me, so I suggest you listen and comply.” He grinned evilly. “Prisoner? If that’s how you want to see yourself, fine. But for me, you are to be my future wife.”

Y/n stared at him, her mouth slightly agape. “You sick, cruel man… You can’t expect me to fall in love with you. You have loyal consorts who would force their daughters to kneel and beg to marry you. What you ask of me is insane!”

Sukuna’s eyes narrowed, his patience wearing thin. The casual indifference that had marked his demeanor vanished, replaced by a storm of anger. His massive form tensed, and with a violent motion, he flipped his throne, sending it crashing to the ground with a thunderous roar. The force of his rage shook the entire chamber, and the walls trembled under the impact.

“You dare to defy me?” Sukuna bellowed, his voice echoing through the chamber. He stormed over to her, his build overshadowing her as he gripped her face with his hand. His face, marked with deep black ink-like scars, was a terrifying visage of fury. His four demonic eyes burned into her face as he spoke, “You are forbidden from leaving my domain! You will stay here until you fulfill your obligation!” He shoved her away, causing her to fall onto the floor. Her face was scratched by the sharp ends of his nails, blood trickling down her skin.

The entire fortress reverberated with Sukuna’s fury as he stormed out of the grand chamber, his footsteps causing the ground to rumble. The echoes of his anger reverberated through the halls, shaking the very foundations of the once-majestic fortress.

Y/n lays there, stunned by the sheer force of Sukuna’s wrath. The reality of her situation crashed down on her like a wave. She had been thrust into a world of darkness and cruelty, with a cursed king who demanded the impossible.

As the echoes of Sukuna’s fury faded, Y/n was left in the cold silence of the chamber, her mind racing with fear, confusion, and a burgeoning sense of helplessness. The task before her seemed daunting and absurd, but she knew she had no choice but to navigate the treacherous path that lay ahead.

A/N: YOOOO hope u liked it lol I'll make another part soon shorly after this.

#sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #sukuna x oc #ryomen sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x you #jjk sukuna #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #jjk gojo #jjk geto #jujutsu sukuna #sukuna fanfic #ryomen x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujustu kaisen angst #sukuna angst

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knarme-art · 4 months ago

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Kxayltirey Lore Dump

One day there may be a cleaner explanation on this one. This is a kind of a draft laying out the basics.

I also talk a little about my characters so you can read about them with the context of their history.

Kxayltirey are my na'vi fan clan consisting of a subspecies of na'vi I call the 'arboreals', - short, dark na'vi with prehensile tails. They descend from a close common ancestor with rainforest na'vi, but specialized to life in heights, like floating mountains and cliffs etc. (Just like the rainforest na'vi, - they can still live just fine in other habitats as well. Just like there are rainforest Na'vi who live in the plains, like Olangi or Zeswa, - there are arboreal na'vi who live in places not "typical" to their kind. Their small size and darker colors make them well-suited to life in deep dense rainforests as well.)

Early Kxayltirey (several millenia old)

Once upon a time, a tribe of flying nomads settled to this mosaic of varied habitats, connected by gigantic vines. These massive superorganisms of a plant that they were, became the homes of most Kxayl.

The vines, the biggest of them becoming the central hub of all Kxayl society, connected three distinct habitats, - the Floating Mountains, the Plateau and the Gorge Forest.

Kxayl specialized and developed local distinct subcultures based on which habitat they lived in, but the vines brought them together as one people, sharing their resources together.

This peaceful time period perhaps saw its smaller conflicts, - but nothing like what came next...

Imperial Occupation (300 years)

The sky people were not the first people to ever touch Pandora who had succumbed to a lifestyle that drained the resources of its environment. This was an unusual, dark time period on this particular corner of Pandora, - as a few power-hungry na'vi empires unlike anything seen before, arose to bloody competition with one another.

One such empire, whose rulers had banned their own people from studying the historical knowledge of their ancestors, - to be able to stay in their power and to justify their rule, - arrived to the Kayltirey lands as occupiers.

They used gas-producing large plants to create explosions. They came flying ikran, having specialized mostly to fight other ikran-riding peoples.

The Floating Mountains Kxayl fell first. Their culture to this day is almost gone. Their cultural attire became the basis for the modern Kxayltirey ikran rider's "uniform", since these people were all forced to become warriors for the empire if they weren't killed.

Plateau Kxayl were divided to those who sided with the occupation to gain a favorable position in it and to climb its ranks, and to those who rebelled. This resulted in a civil conflict between the rebels and those who served the empire. The rebels lost. The empire-serving Plateau folk gained a lot of power over other Kxayl during this time period, and many advantages compared to the rest who were turned into an underclass to serve their new overlords.

Gorge Forest Kxayl were impossible to conquer. Why so? Their biodiverse rainforest habitat made them the most self-sufficient and least exploitable of all Kxayl. They also lived in an environment the occupants weren't well-versed to move or fight in. The Gorge Forest people found friends in several other clans, like the thanator-riding Anurai who were also in trouble with the Empire. They learned the arts of thanator bonding from the Anurai during this time period.

Connection to Eywa, - then and now Most Na'vi, including Kxayltirey before the occupation, have always had an access to their ancestor's memories and knowledge, which has kept many na'vi societies away from developing extremely corrupt prover structures and cultivated a sustainable relationship with their environment.

In this old empire, a different way had taken place. In this way, regular folk could not access Soul Trees at all outside of strictly controlled ceremonies the Tsahik and her scholars supervised. This is how the rulers censored historical information and even fed revised history right into the brain of the people.

Occupied Kxayl were forced out of their old ways by their overlords. The memories of their ancestors, especially those who recorded the crimes of the occupants and those who served them, still live within Eywa. The memories of those who were persecuted, are still there, but were made inaccessible by this gatekeeping.

Gorge Forest folk were able to keep their old ways, connection to Eywa and communion with their ancestors.

The Mountains and Plateau folk were forced to adopt the empire's ways with Eywa, still carried on by their Tsahik's lineage.

Post-occupation Period (roughly 150 - 200 years?)

As all empires fall, so did this one who ruled over the Kxayl...

Several Kxayl whose ancestors had kept resisting the empire, rose their voices about dismantling the warped, barred relationship to Eywa the empire had cultivated.

Unfortunately, those Kxayl who had betrayed their own to serve the empire, had other ideas. They quite liked the power and resources they had over others, and knew that a real revolution could soon cost them their own heads as well.

To ensure their survival and continued dominance, these Kxayl who once served their colonizers, launched a campaign to purge anyone who resisted their rule. This is what cemented their new rule and a luxurious lifestyle maintained by the subjugated people who would now be born, live and die knowing nothing else.

The new Kxayl ruling class created a lie. They claimed they liberated the Kxayl from the old Empire. (actually they inherited the throne from it) They claimed that this is why everyone else (often descenants of the actual rebels) owed them their gratitude and servitude. The free Kxayl could not be so free, after all...

Folks in the Outskirts (common name for all the more distant Kxayl villages in the Plateau and the Mountains) have retained a sustainable relationship with the land, but have local Tsahik's scholars who control their access to the Soul Trees.

Kxayltirey lands are literally haunted! The repressed memories of traumatized ancestors who never got justice, haunt the whole lands. Through Eywa, they inflict bizarre events through the plant and animal life of the region. They inflict events that cause disappearances of people, abnormally and dangerously behaving "possessed" animals and other such events.

Compromised ecosystem The rulers of the Kxayl have their people harvest a lot of materials from their lands to trade with other clans for various products and materials, mostly to cultivate their luxurious, detached lifestyle that doesn't respect where everything they have, comes from.

This complicates the ecosystems of the Kxayl plateau and Mountains especially around the smaller villages in the Outskirts whose people are losing their livable lands the fastest. These people are often forced to send their young to the Upper plateau to serve as Ikran warriors or in other professions to secure the survival of themselves and their families.

Gorge Forest Folk Said Bye The Gorge Forest people are a completely separate tribe at this point. Hostility between the tribes is mutual and neither wants to mess with the other. Gorge Forest people carry the knowledge of everything that happened in the past, and consider Plateau society's story a great tragedy.

The Plateau Kxayl view Gorge Forest people and most other na'vi as "driven insane by the voices in Eywa". This is yet another lie by the Tsahik's lineage to bar the knowledge of their crimes from the people, to protect the status quo.

Who is Kxasi?

Kxasi is born to a village in the partially forested lower plateaus called Talioang'ri (a wordplay from 'Sturmbeest Watch').

He is very much an Outskirts dweller, carrying mixed cultural heritage from Gorge Forest and Plateau folk. The lifeways of his village are more indigenous than those in the central upper Plateau, but have also lost their old connection to Eywa. Kxasi has never bonded to a Soul Tree on his own, - he has only known the ceremonies where the Tsahik's scholar controls the information and spoonfeeds fake history to people.

Kxasi's hairstyle is considered an archaic style of the Gorge Forest people, usually only worn by old people of his village. Most young villagers adopt the tied-up side-shaved styles typical to Upper Plateau, to one day fit in there. Kxasi is an exception to this, as he doesn't change this even when he moves to the Upper plateau to become an Ikran Rider.

People in Talioang'ri village are extremely competitive, since they have shame about their "lower status" in the Upper plateau high society. Most want to prove themselves as well as secure good futures for their families by advancing in the Kxayl hierarchy.

Kxasi is a bit of an oddball, - as he has always been a "nerd" massively uninterested in in his peers and mostly having been invested in impressing teacher and mentor figures in his life. He approaches his Ikran Warrior journey from the POV of "wanting to be fucking awesome" (besides the more material interest of his family's benefit) and he wants to do this all showing off who he is and what he's proud of.

Kxasi isn't about fitting in, but he's very much about "winning". His self-worth and identity are very strongly built around being better than, - so everything is competition in his mind. Kxayltirey society produces many as bitterly competitive individuals as Kxasi is, with high material stakes, so you can only imagine how much drama and bloodshed there will be.

Due to the competitive culture in his village, and also his own asocial nature, - Kxasi is often described in many unflattering ways by his peers. He likes to be admired but usually just doesn't like people very much unless they are Special TM and he looks up to them / considers them better than himself.

Nantangven, a high-ranking Ikran Warrior commander reduced to a humiliating role of a teacher of Ikran-N00bs, really catches Kxasi's eye as a "special one". They have an intense and extremely unprofessional relationship to one another. Kxasi makes Nantangven's life... Quite interesting. ;) (both characters are adults! Nantangven is basically a butch lesbian dilf....) (Yes, Nantangven is also an unusual oddball in the Upper Plateau, - his mother was one of the last Anurai, so he's a rainforest/arboreal na'vi hybrid and therefore taller than everyone else. He also retains his Gorge Forester father's hairstyle. He gained his position by immense skill and effort, which invites a lot of jealousy from the Upper Plateau nepotism babies among the Ikran Commanders.) (Yes, Kxasi adores him for not being a coward and for being truly skilled yet underappreciated... Nantangven has many qualities marking him as Kxasi's favorite person ever!)

Kxasi's Ikran Warrior Arc is followed by.... Him gaining a disability that makes ikran riding impossible to him, and forever renders him unable to compete for a life he finds respectable. In this emptiness he discovers, he has no real community anywhere. However... He just so happens to fall into the Gorge Forest... And a new transformative journey begins.

(His relations with Nantangven have a sour and tragic turn eventually... Oofsie oofs)

(Old!Kxasi is a VERY radically different person from the young adult one... I'm really excited to share him too, but not yet..)

Genderwhat? You may notice I use 'he' when referring to these characters. However, they are not men. Kxayltirey society historically has a gender concept for what would be their version of gender-nonconforming people. One of these concepts is analogous to what butch women and transmasculine folk represent in our world.

While historically these people have been respected and accepted in Kxayl society, they face the most stigma in the Upper Plateau where the ruling class tries to enforce strict gender roles and heterosexuality onto people. (Within the upper class itself the control is the strongest, while in the Plateau regular folk you'll find many different kinds of attitudes, bot acceptance and prejudice).

I call Kxasi and Nantangven botch 'butch' as well as 'lesbian', - and they have a masculine homoerotic dynamic.

There are plants of Pandora that can be used to hijack endorcine systems, and many na'vi use these to either masculinize or feminize their physique. So, HRT is a thing, among any other medicine derived from nature. Both Kxasi and Nantangven have gone through some masculinizing endorcinal treatment, but both have visible breasts. Kxasi doens't mind his own, Nantangven has a mixed and nuanced relationship to his. (Nantangven is very much a 'stone'-adjacent butch, due to physical dysphoria reasons. Kxasi is nondysphoric.)

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kunshokunsho · 6 months ago

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the one thing that irks me the most in crystalized is the overlords theme was crystals… when did the overload have any interest in crystals. its so fucking random. they rlly pick a random thing to base his evilness off of and it was crystals??? it was so corny, like woah this guy is thr embodiment of evil and darkness AND CRYSTALS ARE HIS THING???they could’ve brought back the stone warriors or the dark matter from s2 so he could have an army. idk the poor dialogue and poor writing choices don’t bother me nearly as much as the crystal thing

#IT JUST DOESNT MAKE SENSE #CRYSTALS ???? FOR THE EMOBODIMENT OF EVIL??#crystals are so pretty and he made them look so ugly ?????#it was just so stupid #kunsho #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago crystalized

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calisources · 10 months ago

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𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 : here are a list of 55 female names, 55 male names and 55 a song of ice and fire valyrian names and last names. You can do variations to the names and eveything because, you know fantasy, but I chose those that I thought sounded good. If this list is good, I found a generator for more fantasy names centered in ASOIAF for different kingdoms and lands. you don't have to give credit but please like or reblog if you find useful.

Male Names.

Kallias, meaning beauty.

Dimitri, earth lover.

Teivel, the devil.

Kaiser, Emperor or ruler.

Harvey, Strong warrior.

Lysander, liberator.

Erel, angel and messenger.

Asael, made by god.

Laurent, the bright one.

Perseus, avenger, destroyer.

Chrysander, golden protector.

Zale, strength of the sea.

Cahir, warrior, battle man.

Magnus, great and powerful.

Nikolai, people of victory.

Kian, king.

Damien, to tame.

Micah, who resembles God.

Kaemon, joyful.

Arsenio, strong, potent.

Lucius, light or genius.

Loan, light.

Calix, very handsome.

Rowan, brilliant red.

Egan, little fire.

Adonis, lord.

Declan, full of goodness.

Arzhel, bear prince.

Thaddeus, courageous heart.

Alastor, vengeance.

Carden, wool carder.

Leone, lion.

Osian, little dear.

Ezekiel, strength of god.

Zion, highest point.

Asher, blessed.

Kratos, strength, might.

Zadkiel, righteousness of god.

Arwan, king of the other world.

Malakai, messenger.

Acheron, river of sorrow.

Elijah, the lord is my god.

Jace, lord of salvation.

Killian, little warrior.

Cyrus, the sun.

Deimos, personification of fear.

Bryson, child of a noble.

Conan, little wolf or little hound.

Maverick, independent one.

Lennone, keen.

Anteros, god of required love and defender of unrequired.

Denarius, silver coin.

Lorcan, little fierce one.

Ariston, excellent.

Vortigern, high overlord.

Female Names.

Naima, tranquil.

Freya, noble woman.

Alora, beautiful dream.

Danyi, sweet.

Juniper, evergreen.

Arcadia, adventurous.

Cora, virtuous.

Rosela, rose in italian.

Rhea, river.

Kyra, sun.

Solasta, shining, light.

Evangeline, messenger of good news.

Narcissa, flower.

Nyssa, new beginning.

Nyx, night.

Elodie, great fortune.

Gemena, intelligent.

Elis, god’s promise.

Irene, peace.

Samira, wind.

Melantha, dark flower.

Odeliah, praise god.

Aleyah, noble, elevated.

Sariah, princess of the lord.

Ilaria, happy and cheerful.

Odessa, long journey.

Jezebel, pure.

Brielle, heroine of god.

Emersyn, brave, powerful.

Marilla, shining sea.

Braelyn, meadow.

Enora, honor.

Sereia, mermaid.

Seraphina, fiery ones.

Kaena, praise.

Zenaida, of zeus, eternal life.

Isadora, gift of Isis.

Faera, bringer of gifts.

Fayra, gift of god.

Lilibet, pledge to god.

Orlaith, golden princess, sovereign.

Thalassa, sea or ocean.

Visha, deadly poison.

Sora, sky.

Leysa, defender of man.

Cassiel, angel of saturday.

Calia, beautiful person.

Aloisia, famous warrior.

Isleen, vision.

Elowen, elm tree.

Davina, beloved.

Elysia, from the blessed isles.

Gwenna, blessed ring.

Mairween, blessed rebellion.

Esmeray, dark moon.

ASOIAF Valyrian names.

Daenar Tarreos

Baesenyx Barreos

Jaererys Laeraellis

Tyraerion Laenaenor

Jacaegar Laeneneos

Gaedar Aglaeris

Raenor Gonnalys

Rhaegon Maentigar

Vimar Arnalys

Vahaegaron Nargyreon

Laegor Naeltigar

Aeron Taeltheon

Maerya Barnaris

Alyhna Caeneneos

Vysenera Naeltaris

Daessa Baelnaris

Baessa Rahmaereon

Haelera Veltheos

Saerena Arinarys

Alaenna Lenyreos

Elaessa Narnareon

Jaelanya Galgyreon

Vhaenys Dortalor

Saerera Raeldaerys

Visegon Goniar

Jaedor Gaelennis

Malaelor Maentheos

Rahaelon Baeltigar

Maerion Laergaris

Visegon Qargaeron

Vahaeron Arreos

Gaelyx Arlaeris

Garaevon Calnalys

Naelara Dalreos

Eraerla Raenlaeris

Daenenera Maenanyon

Haerys Narnalys

Hera Aergaris

Vysessa Qarareon

Elaerya Aerlaeris

Maeharys Malreos

Tahaenyx Rahiar

Aeganar Gaelralis

Balaevar Lendaerys

Daegar Valanyon

Gaegar Nohaellis

Matagor Vellaeris

Rahaemon Laendaerys

Daelon Aeraeris

Aerena Mallaeron

Daenelys Callaeris

Renaera Raelennis

Daenelys Dortheos

Raevor Daerlaeron

Bamera Caenennis

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storydays · 8 months ago

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Hello Rosie P2

(3rd POV)

*With Charlie*

"Three years I've been sharing my life with her. And I tell her everything: My hopes, my dreams, my insecurities, my embarrassing habits. What fucking deodorant I like..." Charlie continued to rambled, ignoring Alastor's look of irritation as he cleaned his monocle.

"And she keeps something like this from me. Why would she lie for so long? Does she think I wouldn't accept her? What about me? Me, says un-understanding....misunderstanding? Disunder---Wait, w-where are we?" she asked, finally noticing where they were.

"Cannibal Town. There's a friend of mine I think you should meet." The demon looped his arm between hers and they started walking. "In Cannibal Town? But it's--It's surprisingly nice here." Charlie smiled.

"Isn't it, though? And it's all thanks to a very special someone."

They entered a shop to hear a woman talking, "Well, who hasn't thought about eating their first husband? I certainly would have if he didn't taste so bad!" The woman giggled to herself before pulling out a card. "Tell you what; you bring old, tall, dark, and armless to me, and I'll straighten them right out, okay sweetie? Now here's my card and--"

"Oh, my stars. Do my eyes decieve me? Alastor? Alastor!" She called to the demon gleefully, approaching the two. "Where have you been? These halls really lost some of their sparkle without your lively presence and-" She noticed Charlie and her eyes widen slightly.

"Oh, who's this you brought with you? Come now, Alastor, she's much too young for you." Charlie rolled her eyes at that, as the woman chuckled waving her hand, "Oh, I'm just kidding. I know you're an ace in the hole."

"A what now?"

"But where are you manners, Mister? Introduce us, why don't you?"

"Ah, yes. Charlie, this is Rosie. The most darling, delightful, and dangerous Overlord this side of the Pentagram." Alastor beamed as Rosie bowed slightly. "Oh, always such a charmer."

"And Rosie, it's my pleasure to introduce you to Princess Charlie Morningstar, daughter of Lucifer and second in line for the throne of Hell."

"How do you do?" Charlie laughed awkwardly. "Well, well, isn't this a regal surprise? Come in, come in." Rosie led the blonde deeper into her store.

"Can I offer you something to eat? I'm sure I have a leg around here or something. Oh, what am I thinking? Small thing like you? You're probably watching your figure" Rosie shook her hips playfully, "How about some nice pinky fingers instead?"

She held out a case of pinky fingers for Charlie who looked grossed out. "Ummmmm, no, no, thank you, though."

"Oh, look at you, so polite! Alastor, you could learn a thing or two." Rosie rolled her eyes, gesturing for Charlie to sit and have tea with her.

"Well, sit down, sit down. Tell Auntie Rosie what she can do for you. You know, Alastor, I got a primo connect on a guy with about of eight blocks of territory and not enough goons to run it. Prime pickings for a deal to be made, my friend."

"Appreciate the offer, but we're here on business of another kind."

"Well, don't keep me in suspense. I'm a very busy woman."

"Well, as you know....the extermination is coming early. It'll be here in a month, and they're coming for my hotel and my friends first, and I-I-I-I-I-I--" "We need your help." The deer supplied, cutting off the rambling princess. "Well, your cannibals' help at least, to fend off the attack."

"Wow! When you ask a favor, you don't start small, do you, Your Highness?" Rosie smirked to herself waving off Charlie's look of discouragement. "Oh, now, don't fret. I didn't say I wouldn't help, but I assume there's more to this plan than a bunch of unarmed cannibals."

"Oh, your people will be far from helpless when we're done with them. Prince (Y/N) is a skilled warrior who will have them whipped into shape by nightfall. And by the end, they will be able to eat..their...fill!" Alastor grinned menacingly.

"Well, in that case, sure. Why not?"

"Really?" gasped the princess, eyes wide.

"What can I say? I like your moxie, girl. And old Alastor has never done me wrong before." smiled the overlord.

"Oh, thank you. Thank you, thank you." Charlie beamed.

*With Vaggie*

The white haired Latina banged on the door, grunting in annoyance. "Carmine! Carmine, we need to speak. I know what you did on Extermination Day. We can talk about it inside, or I can yell about it out here!"

The door opened, Vaggie raising an eyebrow, hand on her hip before sashaying inside. "Fuckin' right you open that door."

She walked into the dark building, calling out hesitantly. "Hello?"

"You have 2 minutes to convince me not to silence you for good." Carmilla's voice echoed into the dark before a light shined dramatically onto her.

"Miss Carmine, I'm here on appointment from the princess to enlist your aid in the defense of Hell from the Angelic Extermintation. We know an angel fell at your hands, and we need to know how."

"No."

"What do you mean, 'no'? The Princess of Hell--"

"Means nothing to me. You have to do better than that. 90 seconds." the weapons Overlord glowered.

"With your knowledge, we wouldn't have to helplessly stand by while--" Vaggie tried again.

"Clearly I am not the helpless one here. 80 seconds."

"Well, then why? Why wouldn't you use what you know to fight?"

"To avoid the very problem you and your little friends are facing right now. I will not invite destruction into my house, on my people." Carmilla replied, her shoes clinking against the floor menacingly.

"You think we asked for this?" Vaggie snapped, "All Charlie has ever done is try to make things better to help her people, who news flash, include your people too."

"And how exactly has that worked out for her? 45 seconds."

"We didn't pick the fight, but it's here now. And they aren't going to stop with us. You didn't see the look on their leader's face. With us out of the way, it's only a matter of time before they come for the rest of you. They won't stop until all of Hell is wiped out, so you can help us make a stand here together, or you can stand alone tomorrow. And what do you think your chances will be then?" Vaggie asked, breathlessly.

"You're out of time." Carmilla replied before pouncing onto the ex-angel, and knocking her to the floor.

"Angels attack quickly, viciously, and without mercy. You'll need to defend better than that."

*With Charlie*

"Cannibals and Cannibettes, assemble in the square!" Rosie called through a megaphone before turning to a worried Charlie. "Now, darling, you know I would do anything, anything for my clients, but I can't exactly command all of Cannibal Town to follow someone else into battle. Now don't get me wrong, they love carnage and bloodshed, but to get this group into line, you got to win 'em over. Settle in!" she called again.

"Settle in! Important meeting!"

"But how do I--" Charlie asked, worriedly.

"With sparkle! Razzmatazz and that oh so appealing moxie of yours." Rosie grinned.

"Shouldn't be a problem. It's not like you've ever failed to inspire before." Alastor butted in before heading up the pergola. *

"Now, fair warning: This group sticks together, so in order to convince any of them you'll need all of them. And there's one in paticular---" "Uuuugh, Susan." Alastor groaned, ears pinned down in annoyance.

"Susan." Rosie deadpanned, "Who's a bit of an...uh--" "Ornery old bitch?" The Radio Demon supplied helpfully. "That." Agreed the cannibal woman. "She's tough, but win her over, and the rest will be easy as pie. Ready?"

"I guess." hummed Charlie.

"Everyone, we have a very special, very royal guest this evening. Please, put your bloody hands together for Princess Charlie!" Rosie announced through her megaphone. Charlie waved before a voice called from the back, "Boooo! Bring Rosie or Prince (Y/N) back!" The crowd parted to reveal an elder cannibal with a scowl on her face.

This was Susan.

Charlie briefly wondered what business did her brother have in Cannibal Town before turning slightly to the two Overlords who looked equally annoyed.

"Susan?" She asked.

"Susan/Susan."

Charlie cleared her throat nervously, tapping the microphone, wincing as the microphone squealed.

"Sorry, uh okay, uh, my name's Charlie, and--"

"Boooo!"

"Well, I run this hotel with my brother and my part..and someone else and.."

"Get off the stage you blue blood bitch. Booooo!" Susan yelled.

"Wait, let me start over." Charlie stuttered.

"We don't give a shit about some hotel."

"Angels are coming to kill us all and we need help defending our realm--"

"--leave before I eat those big ass eyes of yours!" Susan threatened.

"So--we, uh, we need your help--"

"Boo! Get off!"

"With your assistance, we can make a stand for--" Charlie could feel herself panicking, and started singing. "I...I have a dream...."

"Where's the showman ship? Where's the finesse? Fuckin' mediocre!" Susan called.

"FUck yOu, YoU OlD BITCH!" Charlie screamed into the microphone, flipping off the old bitch, making the audience gasp.

"Okay! We'll be back after a breif intermission." Rosie grinned awkwardly.

*With Vaggie*

Vaggie grunted as she was thrown into a pillar before charging with her angelic spear. "Fuckkj,jikjh n! Ow!" She grunted as Carmilla continued to beat the fuck out of her. "Come on, what is this?" She groaned.

"You want me to teach you how to beat angels? That's what I'm doing." shrugged Carmilla.

"By beating the shit out of me? I'm not used to fighting with long hair." Vaggie groused.

Carmilla took her hair down, dodging another one of Vaggie's attacks. "By showing you the flaws in your own fighting style. Yours and all your sisters'."

"Wait..you know I'm an exorcist? How?" Vaggie asked.

"You have a giant X over your eye and wield an angelic spear, it's not rocket science." Carmilla rolled her eyes.

"(Y/N) said the same thing. How has no one else figured this out?" Vaggie scoffed.

"Before you found out about me, did you know Angels could be harmed?" asked the weapons Overlord.

"No." replied the ex-exorcist before charging again.

Carmilla put her on her ass....again.

"That shows in how you fight. You leave yourself open with every swing. You fight like someone unafraid of harm, and this is what you'll take advantage of. Angels wield no shields, little armor and fight with reckless abandon. Strike them here, here and here."

Vaggie grunted as Carmilla hit her in three different spots.

"With what? Some secret weapon of yours?"

"Stupid girl, are you really so dense, you don't realize you're holding the answer?" Carmilla asked, hand on her hip.

"Angelic weapons? It's that simple? How has no one else figured this out? Maybe (Y/N) did, maybe that's why he was able to kill those angels all those years ago." Vaggie wondered.

Carmilla shrugged. "Angelic steel isn't common, and those who have it, aren't exactly rushing off to test it against the exorcists. When my daughters and I were cornered in that last extermination, I tried to buy time for my girls to flee, and well, you don't become an angelic arms dealer without arming yourself first."

"Well, look at that. You might just survive this." Carmilla grinned.

"We're gonna need more weapons." Vaggie grinned back.

*End*

Sorry there wasn't a lot of (Y/N) lol, it was kind of hard to fit him in this episode.

#storydays #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x male reader #princemorningstar #vivziepop #hellaverse

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nikethestatue · 10 months ago

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Whenever I read the fake outrage posts from the antis about Azriel 'forbidding' Elain from scrying or going to look for the Trove Objects, they always act like Azriel yelled at Elain and sent her to her room.

Azriel is a 500+ year old warrior, who leads armies alongside Cassian, a shadowsinger, and a Spymaster, who can hear and see things others can't. What he voiced was concern about sending an untrained and unprepared person to chase after items that raise the dead, control minds and stop time. What he raised was concern as the member of the Inner Circle, to his High Lord (who tends to make questionable decisions, without regards for people's safety). Azriel also lives with Nesta in the same house--he sees every day what the Cauldron did to her. He witnessed her struggle, what the Cauldron did to her when she went into a trance, and how she struggles with her powers. What normal, concerned person would be okay with sending someone they care about to traipse around the world looking for Trove objects?

At the same time, the same antis of course never mention that Cassian exclaimed 'And Nesta should (be exposed to the darkness of the Cauldron)?" in the same exchange. Not to mention, that when they went to Oorid, he literally put her on top of the tallest tree and forbade her from moving no matter what. Actually forbade her.

Azriel had, what amounted to a tactical, strategic conversation with his superiors. Not a 'i am not letting Elain do anything' conversation. He was the one who actually ARMED Elain with his dagger, left her alone, and then watched her kill the King. He didn't hide her in Velaris or in some tent. He quipped her with what he felt was sufficient protection and let her run free.

Lastly, if Nesta and Gwyn and Emerie came to Cassian and Azriel after passing the Blood Rite Qualifier and announced ' We want to participate in the actual Blood Rite!' what would've been the reaction?

'No. Fucking. Way. Over. Our. Dead. Bodies. We will tie you down."

Or, "Sure, absolutely. You will probably get violently raped and then murdered, but we are totally encouraging you three to enter the Blood Rite, with no magic or weapons, so you can test your skills. Go ahead, girls. Good luck. We trained you, so surely it will go well."

I am gonna go with option 2.

But it's funny when Azriel is presented as some misogynistic overlord who doesn't allow women to spread their wings.

Or. Maybe he is the only rational person in that bunch. Him and Feyre. The rest of them are very questionable.

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hellohiyoko · 5 months ago

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Danganronpa Characters Who Would've Been Unlikely Friends If They Were In The Same Killing Game (Part 1 of ?)

While working on my ambitious, 48 character killing game WIP that includes the whole cast of Trigger Happy Havoc, Goodbye Despair, and V3: Killing Harmony, one very important aspect came to mind. How would some of these characters, who have never interacted in canon, respond to one another? What friendships would form from this? What rivalries could develop from this? Quite a few fics and people have managed to put a lot of thought into this concept (one of my favorites being the friendship between Kaito, Kaede, and Mondo, the rivalry between Kaede and Celeste, and/or the "friendship" Kaito and Gundham portrayed "Blackened Skies" by CSpratt and MrCynical on AO3, or the relationship between Angie Yonaga and the Warriors of Hope as discussed by one of my mutuals, @/theamityelf), so I couldn't help but feel inspired.

Thus, this post was born! So, let's begin!

Spoilers of the main three games below, you've been warned.

#1. Kaito Momota and Aoi Asahina

Hear me out. First and foremost, just because Kaito has some traditional views on what it means to be a man doesn't mean he's this sexist, perverted, transphobic, homophobic incel of a loser some of you make him out to be ("That could've been me walking around in women's underwear"), so jot that down. Secondly, these two being friends would make SO MUCH SENSE if you think about it. They're both very optimistic (almost naively) about the circumstances, they both like to work out (Hina moreso than Kaito but I give Kaito a pass considering his condition), they both were willing to go to the extremes to end their respective killing games, and they both get so fed up with their respective antagonist-of-the-game that they decided to rock their SHIT. I can picture Hina deciding to invite herself to Shuichi and Kaito (and Maki)'s workout sessions and showing up all the boys. I'd imagine their dynamic would be pretty similar to the dynamic Hina has with Hiro, but much friendlier. They both are also willing to put trust into women that could kill them and are deemed dangerous among the rest of the cast.

I could also see Kaito being friends with Mondo and throwing himself into the sauna contest with Taka but given the events of Danganronpa S, that feels a bit obvious.

#2. Kiyotaka Ishimaru and Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Fuyuhiko and Taka definitely start off on the wrong foot; Fuyuhiko won't open up and Taka initially wouldn't approve of Fuyuhiko's yakuza background. As Fuyuhiko's shell softens, Taka sees Fuyuhiko's own moral compass such as how he's against underage drinking, driving without a license, or underage sex. That, mixed with Fuyuhiko's more cooperative nature could make for a rather interesting friendship between the two.

BUT THAT'S NOT ALL FOLKS!

The familial pressure both Taka and Fuyuhiko deal with could be a great bonding moment for the both of them, especially since they're dealing with it in similar ways.

#3. Gundham Tanaka and Himiko Yumeno

God, Spike Chunsoft, and Kazutaka Kodaka all knew not to put these two in the same game or they'd become an unstoppable duo. With Himiko's persistence of being a "mage" and not a "magician", there's only one other person who'd go along with the act and play along. And I can hear him now: "You've proven yourself to be a capable mage. But your spells are no match for the Supreme Overlord of Ice and the Four Dark Devas of Destruction". Eventually, I could see Himiko getting tired of Gundham's antics, before immediately backpedalling and continuing the bit if a character such as Kokichi called her out on it, and I think it'd be hilarious. Bonus points, Gundham becomes immediately obsessed with Himiko's tricks that involve her "familiars".

#danganronpa #thh #sdr2 #v3 #danganronpa fic #kaito momota #aoi asahina #kiyotaka ishimaru #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #fuyuhiko kuzuryuu #gundham tanaka #himiko yumeno #don't talk shit about the edits it's the first time i ever did this on my phone idc how inaccurate they look lmao #my fic: second chances at renowned hope

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darknesseddiem · 9 months ago

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𝐀𝐧𝐮𝐛𝐢𝐬'𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥: 𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Amidst the dawn of creation, when deities strode the earth as equals among mortals, humanity thrived in serene unity, untouched by the grasping tendrils of greed that would later mar the landscape. Stirred by the inherent goodness of their subjects, the divine council elected to endow them with a peerless boon: a guardian, a celestial warrior sculpted by the ethereal hands of the gods, ordained to safeguard the vulnerable and uphold equity amongst all.

Yet, the idyllic tranquility swiftly dissolved into a harrowing nightmare. With no need for celestial intervention, humanity succumbed to the seductive allure of avarice and pride, exploiting the guardian-warrior as an inexhaustible wellspring for their desires. Gold, jewels, fineries—all were but a whispered command away, conjured effortlessly by his boundless power.

Thus dawned the era of enslavement, a grim testament to humanity's descent into moral decay, as the defenseless fell beneath the yoke of callous overlords devoid of empathy. As calamity flourished and the divine pantheon grieved the degradation of their once-beloved charges, a decree resounded through the hallowed halls of eternity: the token of gratitude and trust bestowed upon mortals would be reclaimed and returned to its celestial sanctum.

Yet, the gods failed to anticipate a pivotal revelation: the guardian-warrior, born of their divine essence and combined prowess, surpassed even his creators in strength. Fearing his uprising following their futile attempts at annihilation, they decreed the most severe of punishments: eternal imprisonment.

Unaware of the extent of his own power, the warrior endured a punishing ordeal, encased within a sarcophagus of obsidian and unyielding stone, assailed by the venomous embrace of serpents and scorpions, his form suffused with chilled mercury—a spectral warden, condemned to an eternity of solitary confinement.

A formidable curse, imbued with the arcane power of millennia past, was woven into the fabric of his sarcophagus, its hieroglyphs serving as a dire warning to any who dared disturb the seal imprisoning the warrior, lest they unleash unfathomable chaos upon the world once more. However, amidst the shadows of time, an ancient prophecy, shrouded in the enigma of celestial movements and cosmic whispers, stood poised to redefine the very tapestry of humanity's fate.

In the heart of an unprecedented archaeological endeavor, an intrepid explorer embarks upon a quest of unparalleled magnitude, driven by the tantalizing allure of uncovering secrets buried deep within the sands of antiquity. Yet, intertwined with her journey lies a prophecy etched into the annals of time itself—a prophecy veiled in mystery, its origins lost in the mists of history, foretelling a cataclysmic confrontation between forces ancient and divine.

As the threads of destiny unfurl, two diametrically opposed forces emerge from the annals of legend: one heralding the dawn of salvation, the other portending an abyssal descent into darkness. Amidst this cosmic conflict, the archaeologist finds herself cast as a pivotal figure, entwined in the struggle between light and shadow, tasked with deciphering the enigmatic prophecies that hold the key to humanity's ultimate fate.

In this crucible of uncertainty, where the past converges with the present and the future hangs in the balance, the question lingers like a specter haunting the recesses of the mind: Can the immutable laws of destiny be defied, or does the intrepid explorer possess the audacity to chart a new course for humanity, rewriting the very fabric of existence itself?

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: +18 MDNI, violence, torture, Eddie has a demi-god name, etc. More will be added later.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: It's been a while since I had this idea and after my hiatus I finally had time to write, I hope you like this baby of mine just as I already have a huge affection for this story. Thank you for your support, I'll be back soon!! TAGLIST IS OPEN.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏𝐤

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫.

If you like my works, support me with a small 𝐊𝐨-𝐅𝐢!!

𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲

𝐀 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲: Sutenankh, once revered for valor, finds himself ensnared in the ethereal confines of divine justice. As he awaits his fate within the celestial sanctum of Horus, his heart heavy with remorse, the gods decree eternal imprisonment. Meanwhile, a clandestine pact between Anubis and Horus births a prophecy of hope for a future liberator. Betrayal, anguish, and the weight of celestial retribution collide in a tale where virtue and destiny intertwine.

𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧: Ramses Thothmes, a wealthy Egyptian magnate, extends an invitation for a new excavation, promising untold secrets hidden beneath the desert's surface. As you convene with Thothmes to discuss the venture, a new figure emerges from the shadows – the enigmatic Colonel Duncan Smith.

Under Smith's watchful eye, the expedition sets forth into uncharted territory, where ancient ruins conceal dark secrets and lethal perils.

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bigsoftmarshmallow · 1 month ago

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How would the Ganondorfs (Wind Waker, Ocarina of Time, Twilight Princess, Hyrule Warriors, and Tears of the Kingdom) & Demise react to a Goddess offering them a deal: a world their own to create, mold, and use as they see fit, to give life to the creatures they want, but in exchange, they can never return to the world of Hyrule?

(Cant go back to the desert, never see Gerudo again, never have a chance at revenge, can never face Link/Zelda/the Goddesses/etc)

Wind Waker Ganondorf: The Melancholy Overlord

Thoughts: Wind Waker Ganondorf is haunted by his desire for Hyrule’s past glory. His yearning for the land, especially the Gerudo desert, stems from his longing for a time before it was flooded. Being offered an entirely new world to shape would be tempting on one level, but his obsession with Hyrule, its winds, and its people would weigh on him. In his heart, he feels bound to the tragedy of Hyrule’s fate and his inability to let go of it.

While the idea of creating his own world might appeal to his sense of control, the loss of Hyrule, of the Gerudo and his heritage, would be too great. His pride would not let him abandon the unfinished business with Hyrule, especially the idea of avenging himself on Link and Zelda.

Scene: The goddess stands before Ganondorf, her offer clear: a new world, one he could control. But the cost—never returning to Hyrule, never seeing his people, the Gerudo, again—hangs in the air like a bitter wind.

Ganondorf stands still, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword as he gazes out at the horizon. “A world of my own,” he muses, his voice low, almost introspective. "What good is a kingdom without the winds of Hyrule? What use is creation when there is no vengeance to be had?"

He turns to the goddess, his eyes dark with resolve. “No. I will not abandon Hyrule to rot beneath the waves. My people, my vengeance—these things matter more than the fleeting allure of a new world.”

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf: The Prideful Conqueror

Thoughts: Ocarina of Time Ganondorf is driven by his unrelenting ambition to dominate Hyrule and claim it as his own. The idea of an entirely new world where he could rule supreme without opposition might appeal to his pride, but the very notion of never returning to Hyrule—never claiming what he believes is rightfully his—would be infuriating to him.

He despises the Goddesses and would never give them the satisfaction of seeing him walk away from his goal of conquering Hyrule. The thought of never being able to face Link, Zelda, or the Gerudo again would feel like defeat in his mind. He wants to prove himself by conquering that world, not any other.

Scene: Ganondorf’s eyes narrow as he listens to the goddess’s proposition. His lips curl into a sneer. “A world of my own? You insult me.” He steps forward, his cape billowing behind him, radiating raw power. “I have no need for a new world. The world I desire is Hyrule.”

He clenches his fists. “Do you think I would turn my back on my destiny? On the Gerudo? On my revenge? No, Goddess, I will conquer the world that has been denied to me.”

His laughter echoes through the chamber, dark and ominous. “Take your offer and leave.”

Twilight Princess Ganondorf: The Dark Strategist

Thoughts: Twilight Princess Ganondorf is methodical and strategic, always looking for the next move to further his goals. The idea of a new world to rule, where he could create beings of his own and control every aspect of his domain, would intrigue him. However, he would also calculate the loss involved in abandoning Hyrule forever—losing his chance to take revenge on the descendants of the goddesses, Link, and Zelda.

His pride in the Gerudo and his desire for revenge would make it difficult for him to accept such an offer. Ultimately, his cold and calculated nature would drive him to reject the deal—he wouldn’t trust the goddess, and he would refuse to walk away from a game still in play.

Scene: Ganondorf listens intently, his eyes glowing with calculation. “You offer me a new world,” he murmurs, his voice calm, yet dangerous. "A place where I can be a god among mortals."

He steps closer to the goddess, his gaze piercing. “And yet, you ask me to abandon Hyrule. You ask me to forgo revenge against those who dared to stand in my way.”

He shakes his head slowly, a dark smile spreading across his lips. “I am no fool. I do not abandon the pieces already in play. I will have Hyrule. And when I do, not even the gods will stand against me.”

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf: The Warlord King

Thoughts: Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf is consumed by his desire for absolute power and conquest. The prospect of an entire world to shape in his image, with no opposition, would be incredibly alluring to him. His instinct would be to conquer and rule, to create a world of warriors and subjugate all who live in it.

However, the thought of never returning to Hyrule, never facing his enemies again—especially Link, Zelda, and the goddesses—would be a bitter pill to swallow. He lives for the challenge, for the conflict, and without Hyrule, he might grow bored in his new world. He thrives on proving his dominance, and leaving Hyrule unconquered would feel like a hollow victory.

Scene: Ganondorf’s eyes gleam as the goddess speaks. "A world to mold in my image,” he says, his voice dripping with greed. “An empire of my own making.”

He pauses, considering the offer, before his expression darkens. “But you ask too much, Goddess. To never return to Hyrule? To never face those who defy me again?”

His fist clenches, and a growl rumbles in his throat. “No. I will take Hyrule, and then, perhaps, I will create new worlds to conquer. But I will not abandon the challenge of my enemies.”

Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf: The Demon King

Thoughts: Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf is a darker, more twisted version of himself, having fully embraced his role as the Demon King. The offer of a world to create would appeal to his demonic instincts to corrupt and destroy, but the idea of leaving Hyrule behind forever would enrage him.

Ganondorf, in this form, desires total domination of Hyrule above all else. His hatred for Link, Zelda, and the goddesses is so intense that the thought of never being able to enact his revenge on them would be unacceptable. His pride as the Demon King demands that he fulfill his destiny in Hyrule, no matter the cost.

Scene: Ganondorf snarls as the goddess presents her offer, his red eyes glowing with fury. “A new world? You think I desire such a thing?”

His voice rumbles like thunder as he steps forward. “I am the Demon King. Hyrule is mine by right, and I will not abandon my kingdom to play god in some distant world.”

He glares at the goddess, his power surging around him. “My revenge will be in Hyrule. My dominion will be in Hyrule. I reject your offer. Leave.”

Demise: The God of Destruction

Thoughts: Demise, as the incarnation of hatred and destruction, would not care about creating a new world for the sake of creation. He lives for the destruction of the current world, and his hatred for the goddesses drives him. The idea of abandoning Hyrule and his chance to destroy the descendants of Hylia would be unacceptable to him.

He doesn’t desire a world to mold, but rather a world to destroy. Leaving Hyrule and the chance to crush his enemies forever would go against his very nature. He thrives on conflict and revenge, and anything that removes those elements from his existence would be meaningless.

Scene: Demise stands tall, his fiery mane crackling with dark energy. "A world of my own to shape?” he growls, his voice a deep rumble of disdain. “I have no need for such things.”

He steps toward the goddess, his eyes burning with malice. “I do not wish to create. I exist to destroy. I will not abandon my chance to crush the descendants of the goddess.”

With a snarl, he turns away. “Take your offer and go. My revenge is in Hyrule.”

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napoleonic-sexyman-tournament · 2 months ago

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Thomas-Alexandre Dumas:

Jack Aubrey:

a. “Lucky Jack is a UNIT. loves his crew, loves his ship, loves his bf, loves music. JACKED and also pretty hair (his other nickname is Goldilocks). Once played by Russell Crowe”

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drawnfamiliarfaces · 8 months ago

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First Ninja can easily defeat Chase during Heylin Eclipse. If he finds out about this phenomenon, will he take advantage of the opportunity?

Well, perhaps not easily, but his chances of winning certainly rocket from 15-25% to like, 75-85%!

The thing is, we do not know many details about Heylin Eclipse, the only sure thing is that Chase seems to be unable to use magic freely (but he still can participate in showdowns and use Wu, which imo require some?? sort of minimal magical capacity) and transform into his dragon/lizard form. It also seems that the same magic usually assists Chase in being/reacting faster, since he is easily caught by Wuya (but she is also weakened?? so). Does it just takes away that buff he acquired since becoming Heylin or is the Eclipse actively nerfing him (making him sluggish)?

However, just as Chase himself said, despite lack/suppression of Heylin magic, he is not helpless - he has strategy and experience on his side and not to mention probably 100 tricks up his sleeve AND its one of the rare instances his motto of 'using Wu as a crutch' is nowhere to be seen, because he literally had Serpent's Tail hidden in his gauntlet! (talk about aces in sleeves huh!)

(I kind of wish there was a bit more of that smart and experienced Chase in the episode, instead of what happened.)

So that's mostly the reason why I think First won't get a win too easily. But of course the main question is would he even use that opportunity? TBH I don't think he will go out of his way to do it.

(kinda radnom babbling on under cut, u can ignore it, the point of anwer was said xD)

In my mind, after First VS Chase event, First is too busy doing his stuff to actively worry about Chase. I mean, this guy still has a Sorcerer locked under his town attracting/causing chaos and monsters, and a Ninjanomicon to write and to prepare the future generations to keep Sorcerer locked and Norrisville safe, and probably other dozen things he has to worry about (and unlike Chase, First got only this mortal life and time to deal with it all, lol).

And while, sure, while Chase is a menace and a threat to any capable warrior, Chase also has been around for so long: he has clearly established his place in Hierarchy of Dark forces loooooong before Ninja came around. And yet while participating in wars and causing trouble, he is yet to be the supreme overlord of the world or whatever, so?? Chase kinda leads an existence of eternal evil final boss, doing his evil things and what not. Mostly he is too busy collecting cool warriors, like pokemons or trader cards or whatever.

I feel like in some sense First would understand the whole 'letting evil exist for the sake of the world balance' thing. Because like the XS last episodes established - Chase's existence is a sort of necessary evil that keeps balance from being upset too much on either side. Selfish and Cruel enough to be evil, but also Reasonable and Honorable enough to be sorta neutral good...-ish? I guess the right alignment would Lawful Evil? Though it doesnt really fit completely right, but it somewhere in that ballpark.

(On a side note, IMO about the Sorcerer - he is pretty much clear is not necessarily just Evil, he is more of Chaotic Evil. And Chaos is sort of also neutral, in a sense?? I mean Sorcerer was running around turning people into monsters, causing havoc across continents to gain power to... I dunno, be unstoppable? Cause more chaos and pain? Destroy everything?? Perhaps his goal was to make the World be like Chaos Realm/Land of Shadows? Who knows??? His motivation is as mysterious as his defeat in the finale, lol. But his deal feels more like those World-ending Spiders That Eat from XS, because it seems to me, he basically just gained more power for sake of more Chaos, not like... rule the world or something.)

Also while Chase is bugging First, he is kinda... not actively doing world-ending evil stuff to First's knowledge?

It's like... bothering First is distracting him from doing other evil stuff (he still probably has some schemes going on, but like in the background, not related to First), so First is like 'I could waste energy and effort to put an end to his reign of terror...but i guess i can let him bother me if it stops him from actively doing evil, just for a bit ' (but Chase is certainly doing evil, just nowhere First can see lol).

But, let's suppose First does figure out about Heylin Eclipse. For it to be of any use to First, it has to happen soon and in his lifetime, when he is still physically capable to take on Chase. He also got to plan out how he would defeat Chase (kill or capture him, how to do it and etc.). AND he also got to plan it around his duties to Norrisville. So like, if by incredible stroke of luck, all of it aligns? First might attempt it and most likely win!

But i feel if, it would take much longer (like say 30+ years) for Eclipse to arrive, First would not prioritize capturing Chase over his duties in Norrisville. This dude already wasted most of his life to defeat the Sorcerer (and like a bajillion creatures and monsters to do it), AND he is gonna waste his afterlife to keep him locked up too, just let the poor man rest! xD

(There is now an image in my head of First looking at Chase and going 'Not My Problem' and just peacing out of there.)

So, yeah, while I'm sure First can defeat Chase during Heylin Eclipse, Im not so sure he would actively dedicate himself to doing it.

On ANOTHER, much more shippy note (that u can ignore if its not ur thing), there is something very delicious in the idea that First, knowing such a blatant weakness of Chase's, and just doesn't do anything about it. Perhaps it's because, in some way, First prefers to fight Chase in full power, a much honorable battle no matter if it ends in defeat or victory. Or because it feels like such underhanded tactic of striking when his opponent is at their weakest. Maybe it feels this way because, they are enemies in name only because of their moral alignments, not because either of them actually hate each other (that much lol).

Ooooo just imagine, First and Chase confrontation during Eclipse, Chase fully expecting First to take the opportunity (because its what he will do), but First does the unexpected, and instead of ending the fight, he steps back and that stops Chase on his tracks. And somehow they end up waiting out the Eclipse together, First keeping an eye out for his weakened enemy, while Chase, despite all his previous flirting and needling, is geniuenly baffled by First's behaviour. He really did expect First to take the chance, after all the annoyance and bothering, and just generally First being exasparated with him. But here they are, with Chase at his weakest and First watching his back.... Trully strange.

*eyebrow wiggle*

but thats just silly shippy thoughts haha. I do feel like First will 100% use that opportunity to whoop Chase's ass just to vent all the frustrations about the trouble and annoyances Chase caused.

anyway ye sorry for rambling ;D

#que?#ninja showdown #my immortal soul #lsorry if ur ask was gen anon i made it a lil bit gay in the end lol #i want so badly to write out some of my ns/mis ideas im GONNA EXPLODe its becoming not enough just to write down my unhinged notes for art #<- previous tag was there when i first drafted this ask. but honestly i started to write and yet it still makes we WANNA EXPLODE #i have too many ideas and not enough energy to write bros TToTT

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 1 year ago

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One Piece x Overlord AU

Momonga is sent into the One Piece although without Nazerick and makes friends with Luffy while he’s a kid and he goes on a few journeys in East Blue and meets up with Luffy and Logue Town and becomes part of the crew. He wears a mask and gloves (I’d say he’s wearing that outfit he wore at the coliseum he just added a hood to it) so only Luffy knows he’s a skeleton. How would this change the story of One Piece?

-First of all- Brook would be offended- there’s only room enough for one talking skeleton thank you very much, lol.

-In all seriousness though, Momonga could easily decimate any opponent he came across, from other pirates who wanted his wealth and bragging rights, marines who were after him for his bounty, as he had unintentionally got a very powerful one, after he woke up in this world, on the ship of a Celestial Dragon Family, and killed all of their guards, after they attacked him first and killed all three of the Celestial Dragons.

-He was initially exasperated with himself after he learned this, learning about who he attacked, but he didn’t feel bad, especially after he learned how they treated others.

-Luffy was the first person to see him without his hood, and instead of attacking him, Luffy was like a child, sparkly-eyed with a huge smile, “You look so cool!!”

-Luffy was odd, especially with his monstrous appetite and Devil Fruit abilities, being able to stretch to inhuman lengths, but Momonga couldn’t help but like Luffy- he was so free, so cheerful, but also so loyal- he was a good friend.

-The two parted after some shenanigans, Momonga growing his reputation and bounty and helping Luffy get his first bounty, but they promised to meet again.

-It wasn’t until the New World, after Momonga had become a Yonko himself, being the only one who didn’t have a crew- as he could handle anything by himself, which made the government nervous, plus he didn’t care if you were a Celestial Dragon or not- if anything that made him more of a target, when he and Luffy reunited.

-Monoga wouldn’t fight by himself, per say, as he would summon his Death Knights to fight for him, allowing them to weaken his enemies and even kill them if they were weak enough.

-The Straw Hats were locked in a fierce battle, a marine ship on their side, with powerful warriors, vice admirals on both, when the sky suddenly went dark as the wind picked up.

-Nami could tell that this wasn’t natural, and they all heard a voice, “Seems like you could use a hand, Luffy.”

-Luffy looked up, a bright smile on his face, “Momonga!!” all gazes went up, seeing the fifth Yonko hovering high above the three ships, a mask over his face and a long robe covering him, hiding him from the views of all.

-The marines were immediately panicking, as they had been able to hold their own against Luffy’s crew, for the most part, but to see Momonga there as well, they were quickly at a disadvantage.

-Luffy’s crew were shocked, seeing that he knew another Yonko as he leapt up, hugging him with a loud cheer, which did make him chuckle softly.

-Moments later, the marines were gone, their ships sunk and Luffy was introducing him, but Momonga needed no introductions.

-When he pulled his mask off, revealing himself, Brook was shocked, collapsing to his knees, surrounded by gloom, “I’m being replaced!” Luffy just laughed, assuring him that he was not being replaced, and that he was like this naturally, not due to a Devil Fruit, which did raise some questions.

-Momonga remained with them for a while, getting to know his friend’s crew, and while freaked out at first, they were all quick to warm up to him, making him feel welcome.

-When a newspaper, one that shook the world arrived, Momonga couldn’t help but laugh loudly, seeing the headline, seeing that he had supposedly joined the Straw Hats and people were freaking the freak out!!

-Luffy just puffed his chest with pride, a bright grin, “It’s official then! I’m now your captain!!” if it had been anyone else, Momonga probably would have laughed at them, but he didn’t mind, the attention and panic was very amusing.

-Luffy would very easily become the Pirate King- as Momonga knows he could beat Luffy, but he doesn’t want to, he likes seeing his young friend so happy. With Momonga’s help, there would be nobody who could stand up to the Straw Hats, not even all the admirals working together would be able to do a thing to two Yonko, Luffy and Momonga working together.

-Pirates would easily take over the world, but Luffy would keep everyone in check, as that was his dream, to create a world where everyone could have as much of whatever they wanted, so they never had to want for anything!

-Momonga had to respect that, and he had no issues disciplining or destroying those who would challenge or offend his friend and his crew, but there weren’t many who were foolish enough to even think about challenging the strongest in the world, not if they wanted to walk away.

#one piece #momonga #overlord #luffy

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