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naumin · 5 months ago

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november updates

ok so i know november ended yesterday, i did think about titling this post december updates but i know december will be a whole different beast for me... just let me have this... it's been a really long time since i sat down and talked about all my recent projects and goings on!!!! so in case you missed what i've been up to, read on... :)

the free Laios/Marcille fanthology I organised is OUT!!! no tall towers to climb (https://naumin.itch.io/laimar) came out November 10th, and erm only 5 days later than scheduled... it's a big boy at 112 pages with contributions from 14 fans !! I had so much fun organising this and was really touched by the love and care ppl put into their works... fans are so powerful... it's free to download and read digitally or even print and bind your own copy (I am really excited to see your printed and bound copies if you have made them please dont hesitate to @ me...) I love books.. i love making books...

I don't have plans to organise a Volume II however I did start writing a post of my process to maybe help and encourage anyone else who'd like to start a project like this one. It got really lengthy though and I wasn't sure if it was helpful to anyone lol so when I have a minute I really gotta go and edit that thing down

also nobody asked me but the title is based on a poem by 12thc warrior poet Xin Qiji. i guess the tower reminded me of their dungeon misadventures hehe.

also did i mention it's FREE! !!!!!!!

7 months of subscribestar I've officially been making new posts on substar every single week since May ! It's been really fun tbh and I don't have plans of slowing down yet :) I really appreciate everyone who's visited and it makes a huge difference even just subscribing for 1 month or 2, just having that little extra to help out on months where I can't take as many commissions or I'm sick or away from home etc! You may have noticed I've added a tip jar tier ($2.5) for those who can't manage the $6 sketchbook tier... on principle I wanna make it lower but after fees it'd be zilch and I am kind of like if you have $2... maybe hold onto that. lol. maybe use that somewhere else. you can always make 1-time donations through substar or ko-fi (yeah, I have one...) my next projects...

Ballet Yuri Year One, the compilation book of one year of works on Ilze & Evangeline, whos 1st birthday was in September and I haven't had time to look at the files since October but I will look at them again soon-- last spot I left it, it was at least 30 pages... I think it will definitely be double that and could possibly be triple that (omg).

NERD SEX VOLUME III my annual NSFW sketchbook which traditionally comes out around January/February! I'm delusional that this one will be the simplest to put together and so it might be the next thing you see from me. It will be available for all subscribers as soon as it's ready. I also gotta remember to upload Nerd Sex I & II at the same time. for those who dont wanna subscribe, you can get 50% off Nerd Sex I & II in the meantime now :) also i forsee about 300% more lesbians in Nerd Sex III. It's the year of the dyke.

A collaborative NSFW anthology coming next year. This one has a longer production period to give everyone time to work and give me time to get organised lol. Hopefully you'll hear more about this one in the new year! It's for the boys and the ppl who love boys <3

the issues oh my god I've been having technical issues with my ipad the last month. I keep getting random lines and marks while drawing in procreate ! A lot of people said it could be my sweater or hand or case touching the screen while I draw but I don't think that is it, plus it's only started recently. It's not my pen and it's not my settings. it apparently COULD be a technical issue with my ipad model which would suck cuz I got this refurbished (from Apple still) so do i have like..... warranty? will they repair it for me :S? idk. I'll have to look into it though sooner or later cuz it's driving me bananas and slowing my output! AGH! I pray she heals on her own overnight. amen.

commissions I am NOT taking any new commissions in December (unless you are a $10 subscriber) but I am still doing the KISS YCH which also has a very cute wintery version up for this month only lol. same price! check it out if you wanna see your pookies under the mistletoe <3 would make a great present to you or someone u know...

alright that's all. thanks for reading my updates post. did anyone read this whole post besides me? thanks for being there for a while whilst i talked to myself before you presumably left and did something more fun and enriching. i love you.

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judesmoonbeauty · 1 year ago

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Ellis Twilight Chapters 6-10 Summaries 🗡

Fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. Please expect grammatical errors. This is an extremely pared down SUMMARY of each chapter. Cybird owns everything. Feel free to re-blog, but please do NOT post my translations elsewhere. The summaries will be uploaded in groups.

Chapter 6

William and Alfons tells Jude, Ellis and Kate that an acquaintance of Alfons' is going to meet up with the head of the circus the following night in hopes to join the circus. William wants the three of them go to the meet up and bring in the head of the circus. Ellis is OK with the assignment, but Jude tells Alfons to go since he gathered the information. However, Alfons says he's too sensitive for interrogations, restraints, and fighting. Ellis asks if he can kill everyone and William says he can with the exception of the head of the circus, 'Loyalty to your evil'.

The next night, the go to the meet up place where a woman with bright red hair (Alfons acquaintance), enters a small unpopular bar that looks like an abandoned house. They wait outside, and soon they hear the woman exiting the bar saying that she wasn't going to do the job. Kate says that the 'solicitation' was aborted and Jude silently turns and walks into the bar. As Kate is about to follow him, Ellis notices the red-haired woman being dragged into an alley way, so they pursue the kidnappers in the alley way where they find the victim being gagged. The gang of men begin to attack Ellis, and he tells Kate to stay put.

Soon there are sprays of blood everywhere as Ellis takes each man out like he's cutting a thread shocking Kate that he wore the same face he usually did while killing them. After he finishes, he stands in a pool of blood and is like: That's all of them, I guess. He calls out to Kate saying that she looks pale, and then walks up to her reaching out to touch her, but she flinches trembling in fear. Ellis apologizes saying he knows it's scary and he says that he should've told her to close her eyes. Kate asks if the woman is okay and he confirms that she is just passed out.

Jude shows up pissed because the head of the circus got away and Ellis killed everyone, so they don't have anyone to interrogate. Jude carried the woman to the town doctor while she and Ellis return to the castle. Kate realizes as he escorts her to her room that she hasn't thanked him, so she does, but he tells her he made a mistake and should've had her follow Jude as he's messed with her happiness. He leaves her, but she grabs his hand because she feels that if he is so bothered and saddened with this, then he must also feel pain for taking other's lives.

He calls her sweet for worrying about him, but he isn't troubled at all. Kate is still worried that even though he'll get his hands dirty for the happiness of others, his happiness still doesn't matter to him, so she invites him to drink hot milk together before bed, and he smiles saying hot milk with sugar and butter are his fave. Now all Kate is concerned with is making Ellis happy.

Chapter 7

The red-haired lady they saved returned home safely after being treated at the hospital. Alfons tells the trio that Victor cleared up the bodies and got rid of the thug's identities who are apparently gang members who recently came from somewhere up North. This gang has already had a clashing with Jude because they were trying to blackmail his business partners into stealing money from him and framing him for it. In fact, the attack Kate had after she came to the castle was actually some low level thugs from that gang. But a gang posing as a theater troupe, what's the point of that Kate wondered? While Kate is curious as to why a gang would pose as a theater troupe, Alfons says that some people get together to have pleasant and unusual experiences, so if you're looking to snatch people, it would be a good front for bait. He says that William's team is working on taking out the gang's strongholds.

Ellis suggests they patrol the streets in the meantime, but Jude doesn't think it'll be necessary in light of last nights events as the thugs should be laying low for now. Kate asks what happens to the people kidnapped and she's told mostly likely they will become gang members themselves, and be forced to commit all manner of crimes lest they die from disobedience. All the while the more sin they commit, the less it'll bother their conscious. Kate thinks to herself that must be how Ellis can kill so easily, and if that happened to him while working for Crown, then she can't leave it alone. Later, Kate is reviewing her notes in her notebook about the events and she bumps into Ellis (who has the day off), so she invites him out to town with her.

They agree to do patrols and then go to the park in between the patrols for a picnic. As she waits for Ellis to meet her when she runs into Roger who asks if she's going on a date with Ellis. She says they're just going out and he tells her she looks pretty happy about it. They talk at length about Ellis, and the way Roger talks about Ellis makes her think that he's like his brother. Roger says that if he were his brother the first thing he'd have him do is quit working for Jude. He says that he cares about Ellis, but it's due to his cursed research. He says that in Ellis' case he simply has an attachment to his particular curse because if he doesn't make me happy he'll be troubled to the point of not being able to sleep.

She senses layers of implications in the way he speaks and when she asks him why, he says it's a secret. He says they all have things they want to have and to expose them comes with a price. She asks what the price is and he tells her it's capturing Ellis' heart as he thinks they're a good match together. She quickly changes the topic and asks him if he knows of anything that would make Ellis happy, or things that make him sad or can't tolerate. Roger says that as much as he'd like to tell her, Ellis' true feelings, emotions, desires....Kate cuts him off by asking is he doesn't know? Which would be odd by how much they spend time together. Roger says that there's no such thing as a person devoid of emotions and greed, and that she'd have to learn his secret.

Chapter 8

Roger leaves her and she wonders what she has to offer in order to open the box of Ellis' desires and feelings. He arrives and tells her she looks cute in her new clothes, she thanks him and they head to town. On patrol, they help out with a few minor things, but other than that nothing unusual happened. At the park, they set up their picnic, and Ellis lays down next to Kate agreeing with her that the weather feels nice. Ellis comments on how happy her face looks and when she turns to answer him she jumps at how close he is to her, and he asks if she's happy. She say's that with the perfect food, weather and because she can talk to him like this she is happier.

He asks if she's happier spending time with someone or resting alone, and she says she's the type who prefers to chat with someone. He asks her who she is at her happiest with when she's talking to someone, and she says she wonders if there is someone like that. He tells her to let him know when she's figured it out because he wants to help her be happy. He asks her how happy she would be with the person she loves? This takes her aback and makes her heart race, but she tells him he can not take care of her love life for her, but if she finds someone she likes she'll let him know. He doesn't say anything, but raises his body over hers and asks if she likes him. His soft bangs drop and touch her face and she asks him what he was doing. He tells her she looked lonely, but she is now embarrassed. He says that he thought she was aware of him. She thinks that she is always happy with Ellis, but it wasn't love, and she is just high on the fact that he's been so kind to her without any strings attached.

She shakes her head no and he says that's too bad. Too bad? He says if she were to like him then they could become lovers and that he could make her even happier. She asks Ellis if he likes her and he says that he does, but she is confused as he had just offered to help her find a lover. He said that wasn't a lie either because it's natural for someone to want the person to love be happy. She asks him what he likes about her as they've only known each other for a few days. He says that she's a hard worker, how she's cute when she can't resist eating something delicious, even when she's trying to patrol for people she doesn't even know; she's remembers his favorite foods and is kind enough to take naps with him, even worrying for him instead of being scared of him (over his killing spree).

She asks him how he’d feel if she said she like their current relationship, and he says that he’d be fine with it she wanted to be with someone else. Realizing that it didn’t matter to him, and the fact that she likes him as a person, she tells him she’s happy with just friendship, and he should find someone who will stay by his side forever. He gets this distant look on his face when he says that, and after calling him to his senses he gets off Kate and gives her a present. It’s a rose and thorn bracelet. She says that it matches the chains and thorns he wears on his outfit, which surprises him, but he says that he just thought its look good on her. Kate determines this must be what he subconsciously thinks and that it was a sincere gesture which makes her face flush. Soon they eat and return to patrol, and that night they go to one of the gang’s bases.

Chapter 9

Ellis Kate and Jude go to a casino that the gang uses as a stronghold and Kate is tense. Jude who is smoking but standing a distance from them asks her what she worried about. Just then a little girl on some nearby steps falls and scrapes her knee. Ellis and Kate go to check on her but she soon starts crying. Next thing you know a guy with an eye patch appears and cheers the little girl up with a magic trick. She stops crying and soon her mother appears and reprimands her for going off on her own. They leave and all three are suspicious of the guy with the eye patch.

Kate recalls Alfons telling him the man named Jake Grace has a scar around his eye from when he was attacked by a wild animal as a child. Jude’s scowling at the guy who is standing in front of Kate, with simply saying Ellis’ name, Ellis understands his meaning and stands between Jake and Kate. They question him about the kidnappings and he answers all their questions. Apparently, the owner of the casino is sponsoring Jake for a circus comeback. Jake recruits the people and then they go to train for their performances, but not once had Jake seen the ones he’s recruited. When he asked to visit them, the owner of the casino told him they still need more performers and then they’ll let him visit the mansion they're staying at. Ellis says he’s being framed for kidnappings and doesn’t even know it.

Jude remarks they’ll have to get close to the gang to get more information themselves. Ellis wants them to pretend they’ll join the circus. Kate says because the gang has a grudge against them and they'll be recognized and be snatched out there before achieving their objective. Ellis says they can disguise themselves by covering their faces, but Jude counters that they can still tell it’s them by their voices. So, Ellis says, can’t we just keep quiet? Jude and Ellis both silently stare at each other before Jude clicks his tongue in agreement. Ellis tells Jake as he’s leaving they want to join too.

Chapter 10

The three follow Jake into the theater after picking up some items along the way. Kate is now wearing a hat covering her eyes, while Jude and Ellis are wearing scarves wrapped around their mouths. Jake asks why the sudden change in wardrobe and since Jude and Ellis can't talk with the rick of being recognized, Kate says it's because they'd been outside for so long, that they may be catching a cold, so they won't be able to speak very well as their lips are getting chapped and throats are sore. Jude is whispering curses under his breath that she could've thought of a better lie than that, and Ellis smiles at her in approval.

Jake buys the lie and they proceed to visit the owner of the casino. Jake tells the owner that he's brought a few more recruits, but due to their appearance, the owner is suspicious of them, so he asks why they want to join. Jude walks up to him and speaks to him in proper Queen's English, which is so elegant that you'd think he were an entirely different person. He says he want because he's always been a fan of Jake Grace since his big box office hit, he then asks the casino owner if he is the one who sponsors Jake, and he says that he does, but there are some other higher ups. Jude inquires further, but the owner says that it's none of his business. Kate sees Jude give her and Ellis a certain look which she has learned from his other business meetings that means “hold you positions”, in other words, get ready to attack.

Ellis kicks over a flower vase to create a diversion and in no time he has the casino owner bound by the wrists with his ability. In the chaos, one of the thugs aims a gun at Jake and Kate saves him by pushing him out of the way which leaves her leg crushed by Jake landing hard on it. The pain is so excruciating it's hard for Kate to focus on watching Ellis and Jude. Meanwhile, Jude puts everyone asleep, including Jake. Kate asks why Jake must be put to sleep and he says that it's basically to protect him otherwise, he will have to kill him because this is a Crown mission. They learn from the casino owner that one night he stumbled on a drunk, sorrowful Jake and he thought that it would be easy to use him as cover for the human-trafficking business he went into.

They asked for the whereabouts of the people that were recruited, but at this point, it's too late. They've already been sold in the black market and they are all most likely outside of England now. Jude is upset because now the victims are out of their jurisdiction and Ellis says that not even Victor may be able to locate or do anything about it. The casino owner asks to be released and Ellis tells him that their aim was to stop the kidnappings, so of course, he must answer for his crimes. The casino owner is killed by Ellis and Kate passes out due to the pain of her injury.

In Roger's lab, Kate slowly comes to and here's them talking about her needing to rest and Ellis is visibly upset. She wakes up as Ellis and Jude were leaving which shocks them. Jude tells her to rest now that the case is closed. She asks what happened after she passed out. Ellis says the police were called by someone so they left. Jake and the remaining thugs were taken in, and he's sure they'll release him because he's innocent. Roger lends her a cane and Ellis takes her back to her room.

Premium story: He basically tells Kate not to apologize so much and to ask for things. That night she has a nightmare about Ellis being injured/killed, she wakes up wanting some water and when she tries to get out of bed she falls. Ellis knocks on the door and asks if she's okay and if she wants something to eat. Not wanting to trouble him, she says no, but he comes in anyways. She was going to apologize again, but he tells her not to apologize and to ask him for what she wants. She asks for a hug and he hugs her tells her that he's OK. He lays her gently in the bed and says that he will cast a spell on her to help her sleep, and he kisses her forehead.

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savagewildnerness · 7 months ago

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Memnoch The Devil Himself, I cannot cope with Daniel Hart sending me kind responses to a tweet wherein I was only doing a reply to say thank you, so it didn’t even need a response. *evaporates, like a vampire in the sun*… (please do not scatter my ashes. I wish to remain existing for eternity…. Just invisible & without the shame of being perceived; a ghost.)

(I’ve been wondering if anyone is interested in sheet music by the way? Currently I only have For A Young Violinist Again complete, where I have transcribed both lines…. I’ve done Imagine Never Being Able to Dream just the violin line & obviously the main melody of The Drum was my Heart… and all of Long Face in some fashion… though that would need fully re-doing with Daniel’s notes on it now….

But I was thinking, in the far future, I don’t know if it’s ok to share them, but maybe I could upload some stuff I complete if I ever got more completed somewhere with a donation to a charity button for a charity Daniel Hart supports? Anyway… at the moment it’s merely a thought & not a thing I’m doing. Not it’s no longer summer I don’t have as much trabscribing time anyway… but I speak my pondering aloud….)

#interview with the vampire #anne rice #amc interview with the vampire #Daniel Hart #kindness

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ineffablefool · 1 year ago

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Anyone out there have their own website and want to rec their host?

I'm looking for domain registration and managed hosting for a domain or three, good connection speed and bandwidth caps and such but no need for the leading edge. Preferably includes managed SSL (might as well join the 2020s I guess), database services (relational preferred but not required), and some kind of control panel interface (please don't make me relearn the command line), all preferably in the same package. Honestly everything should ideally be managed/hidden behind slick interfaces, so I can just click some buttons to upload my own content and then let everything else be taken care of by the professionals.

Don't care if it's Linux or Windows but it 100% must allow server-side scripting so I can toss up like a springboot site or something. (Nothing WordPress-only; I do not currently feel like learning that ecosystem.)

Very important that the domain registration piece be through a company where you can actually get your domain back from them relatively easily if you decide to move to somewhere else. I've heard horror stories.

Does not need to be free -- I actually specifically would like to pay professionals to do all the boring stuff for me -- but I'm hoping to stay under a couple hundred USD per year.

I am aware that GoDaddy exists, is very common, and will do the whole shebang, but I don't know if it's actually a good experience for a fairly technical but very lazy person. And I mean, I could google to see what else is out there these days, but [points at last three words of previous sentence], so! A post hurled into the Tumblr void it is. Hopefully it will not immediately land in one of the many dumpster infernos.

If you read any part of this post (even just this one sentence) then I hope your tomorrow will be unexpectedly wonderful.

#ineffablefool original post #not good omens

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rainbowsky · 2 years ago

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Hi. I'm your new follower & new 🐢 . I want to say thank you for all your hardwork & comforting yet realistic words (which I really enjoy reading). You didn't sugarcoat your words & help me to see things from new perspective. I just want to ask about this photo- xiao zhan in water. Is this the official photo uploaded by zhan ge?

I read somewhere that there is a hidden photo of xz & wyb from ddu days in the photo. I just noticed that. I'm not sure if the hidden photo is matching or not but one thing- no matter how many times I look at this photo, I'll notice right away the circle part. Suddenly this part becomes so obvious to me that I can no longer ignore it. Am I only seeing things? Am I overthinking?

What do you think?

Thanks for reading this.

The suspected hidden photo from ddu:

Hi new turtle! 💛🐢💛

Thanks so much for your kind words. I'm glad you're enjoying my blog! 😊

Fake, fan fiction, CPN.

I do not tend to go in for this type of candy. It's a bit galaxy 🤡 brain for me. But let's take a look.

Yes, this is a real photo uploaded to the Xiao Zhan Studio account on 3 July.

The relevant section of the image, taken straight from the XZ Studio post and enlarged to 300%, no other alterations made.

Arguments in favor of this being real and intentional:

I do believe that GG hides things sometimes in his art and images. He's sneaky and seems to enjoy messing with people and giving them something to ponder (possibly including DD, who is likely the real target for most of this stuff). A good example of this is his ideal life painting, which most turtles know and love.

GG used to work professionally as a graphic designer. He's highly skilled in Photoshop and perfectly capable of creating something that leaves the right degree of doubt/plausible deniability.

Given the current climate it is harder to get away with dropping candies. This is the sort of thing that's pretty safe to do. It's totally harmless and not something that will go on hot search or be noticed by passersby, and those who believe in it will be dismissed as crazy even by some other turtles, let alone passersby.

Those ripples look 'wrong'. Regardless of whether it's the result of an optical illusion or intentional manipulation, there is something unnatural about the appearance of the ripples/reflections/shadows in that area.

Arguments in favor of this being imagined:

The image definitely doesn't match the DDU one turtles are claiming was used. Assuming this is two people talking, the heads are positioned entirely differently, and the clothing isn't the same. (That doesn't mean it can't be some other image, but using an image that doesn't match definitely weakens the credibility of this).

There's not really much point in doing this. It doesn't serve much of a purpose beyond entertaining the few turtles who buy it.

Humans are somewhat hardwired to see patterns in things that are otherwise neutral or meaningless. The phenomenon is called pareidolia. I would imagine it's even more likely to happen in situations where people are actively looking for patterns, as many turtles do whenever something new is posted.

Pareidolia in Iceland: elephant rock.

This isn't the first time turtles have seen 'hidden photos' in posts from GG.

Last year turtles claimed to see a photo of DD as LWJ in the ripples of a photo of him in a swimming pool. I was too busy looking at his leg hair legs to notice.

The relevant section of the image, taken straight from the XZ Studio post and enlarged to 300%, no other alterations made.

The shape some turtles believe is hidden in the image.

There is another ancient CPN about a photo supposedly hidden in one of GG's art posts.

(Sorry, I can't find the actual photo that people think he used, but it's the rear view of the one inset above. If anyone has the right photo please send it my way and I'll update the post. Thanks.)

EDIT: Here's the image showing the connection fans see. There's a detailed breakdown of some other hidden elements in this post.

Like I said, I'm not totally sold on this CPN. I go back and forth on it all the time. Sometimes they seem totally credible to me and other times I think they're an optical illusion. If I had to give it a percentage, I'd say I'm 60% in the 'these types of hidden photo candies are real' camp, and 40% 'they're not real'.

Everyone should just form their own opinions based on their own perceptions. CPN like this can't be proved, but it's also difficult to wash, so everyone is free to make up their own mind.

This CPN is pretty harmless, and (if real) I think that's kind of the point, right? Giving us something that is easily denied/dismissed.

As a new turtle you might also find my masterlist post helpful.

#bjyx #yizhan #the mysteries of yizhan #🤡🚙#thanks so much #ask

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emma-altium7 · 9 months ago

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Sorry to bother you😭 but I was just wondering what you wanted for the ff. Are you like depicting him in the mansion? Or somewhere else. And then for the no OC or reader, are you just asking for his perspective?

sorry for all the questions! Have a good day!

I'm not sure what the plot for the fanfiction would be, I guess it'd be like his/their/her/its (I headcanon him not having a gender(doesn't know what gender is or means) interactions with other ppl in the mansion.

For the oc/reader part, I, personally, don't like reader stories or a story with an OC as the main character but if you have a good idea than you can.

The perspective is your choice, again, I'm just looking for stories that might have to do with Dink's (Dark Link) introduction to the creepypasta and his interactions with them. It could obviously be something else like new creepypasta joining and stuff. I guess what I'm looking for is how ppl react to Dink.

Also, some personal headcanons, you have no obligation to use them if you prefer something else or are in disagreement with my own, of course.

Dink isn't a super techy guy, sure he came from a video game but that doesn't really mean anything to him.

Dink is both dramatic and serious, he has the physical age of a teen, the mental age of a 10000+ year person and the chronological age of a 5 minute old babe.

His blood is black

His eyes glow in the dark (not really a headcanon)

When he teleports he leaves this sort of toxic waste (like malice (loz/Botw) or gloom (totk)) it disappears after a few seconds.

Dink is a good sword fighter, try to teach him anything else and he'll fail miserably (except maybe a bow) 🏹

Dink can suck out the light out of anything and anyone, instead of mirroring someone, he consumes someone. Because of shadows = a mirror of someone/something, but darkness = consumer of all light. There cannot be shadow without light, the darkness thrives without light.

Other things of note:

Take your absolute time with the ff, I won't pressure you into uploading the ff

Please tell me where you'll be uploading said ff 👍

#dark link #creepypasta

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beautifulhigh · 2 years ago

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Okay, in re asking about yourself, headcanon thingy: I enjoy the heck out of your FirstPrince meta posts, so in that vein... Can you share any headcanon about FirstPrince, please?

Also, random question, how would you describe your favourite colour to a blind person or a colour blind person?

Much love!

Thank you! I hope to get the next one up some point this week, and I'm still on the hunt for any gifs of the New Year's party (or anyone who has time/capacity to make me some bespoke ones). So hmu with links or offers.

One headcanon I've got, which is actually going to make its way (in part) into the Top Secret Experimental Fic I'm playing about with writing at the moment, is that they are fiercely protective of their private lives when they move to Texas. Like, anyone who even steps onto their property has to sign the most ironclad NDA which means they cannot post any pictures of the property, they cannot describe anything about the property, some of them aren't even allowed to say they've been to the property. That is their home, their space, and they are fully in control of what is released about it.

Everyone gets it - they have lost enough of their lives, their privacy, their intimate spaces. So their Texan home becomes their sanctuary and word gets out that this is how they are living their lives: private figures at home, public figures outside of that property boundary. Rule One: nothing is posted without clear and express permission from BOTH of them and it will be marked as such on the post. And that permission is so rarely given they just don't ask now. Any photos taken at events, gatherings, birthdays, holidays? They know that they're always going to be private.

Everyone thinks that June is the one to be afraid of if you break that one rule. When Pez uploads a picture of his OOTD hanging on the back of a door, someone thinks he's staying at the farmhouse and he's breaking Rule One because there's no tag and he has to quickly start a livestream where he can show people that he's not at the house, he's actually somewhere else entirely.

What he doesn't tell people is that he did that in a panic because Catherine called him and threatened to have him locked in the Tower for the rest of his natural life.

So yeah. My headcanon is that the boys, and their families, become ultra protective of their privacy.

As for the second question, this made me think about if I have a favourite colour! I tend to favour blues so I guess I would describe them looking as the sun feels on an autumn day: the warmth being tempered with cooler air and winds. It's not intense, it's not overpowering. The blues I favour are the kinds that are the in-between. Cosy like the drawing in of the nights and the fireplaces. Comforting like the warm mugs in hands. The range from the warmer days when autumn is still bright and clinging to summer, through to the moments it is slipping into winter.

So yeah. I'd describe blue as autumn sun, and the range as the season itself.

Come ask me anything: headcanons, random stuff, whatever you want to know

#bareacts #jen answers stuff #firstprince #firstprince headcanons

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pokeglitchden · 2 years ago

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[VIDEO IS UPLOADED DATED 7/27/23 AT 12:00 AM

The video footage is from a handheld camera. Just like before, it is concealed- focused on nothing, tilted towards the ground- somewhere in Hoenn this time, in the dead of night.

There’s a solid thirty seconds where nothing happens, nothing but the ambience of the night and the sound of Simon’s breathing.

Finally- as if emerging from shadow- a figure walks towards Simon. It is hard to make out their figure at first, especially with the little light on the road, though- perhaps more interestingly- this person is clad in clothing clearly meant to secure identity. A hoodie pulled over their head, black converse, sunglasses- in the night, no less- a mask over their face, sweatpants- hell, even gloves- whoever this stranger was, they did not want anyone to know who they are.

“Simon, right?” A feminine voice says under the mask, slightly muffled by the cloth. They stop a short ways away from the camera, continuing on like they haven’t noticed the camera- and they likely haven’t. “Bella Chambers- I’m glad you got my email. Sorry for asking you to do this so late, I thought it would help with the whole… Enigma… situation.” They scratch the back of their head, almost sheepishly. “That’s why I’m dressed like this- sorry if I scared you or anything.”

“Not a problem,” he says, sticking out his left hand to shake- and Bella takes it graciously, a short yet polite greeting. “Actually, I… appreciate you reaching out a lot. We are… desperately in need of some aid, I think.”

There’s a heavy note on the word desperate.

“If you please,” Simon continues, “Just tell me what I need to do.”

“Not much at all, really- I compiled a few instructional videos for my paper, and I was hoping we could go back-and-forth about Glitch City and its native pokemon?” Out of her pocket, she pulled out a thumb drive, handing it to him after a moment. “And, uh- if that’s not enough, then I would be glad to visit Glitch City in person. You’ve got the key to it, right…? You said it was called the, uh… clip key?”

“That’s right,” Simon says, and by the small shake of the camera it seemed he nodded his head. “I have it with me, at the moment, but I can pass it off to you whenever you need. I’d be happy to meet here again to do that. Please let me know how else I can help.”

“Right now this is more than enough,” Bella says, sounding almost incredulous. She shoves her hands in her pockets. “Thanks for helping me out with this, I.. didn’t think being an intern would be so hard…” She sighed, posture deflating.

Simon chuckles a little bit. “Oh, don’t worry, you’ll get the hang of it. Being an intern isn’t so bad. You’re free to visit any time you need a hand.”

“...Actually, one more thing- didn’t you say you were thinking of setting up a new lab somewhere? Where did you say it was, again? I’d like to visit sometime. After I finish my essay, of course.”

“Oh, right! It’s right off Route 119 now. We’re still rebuilding a little so it looks a little rough. Er… sorry about the appearance. But it’s all functional and that’s what counts right?”

“Right,” Bella says, sighing- fighting off a yawn. “Uh… thanks again for the help. I’ll be hearing from you…?” She gestures at the road behind her with a thumb, taking a step back to indicate the conversation is nearing its end.

“Sounds good. I’ll be in touch.” The camera turns around to face the other end of the road as both Simon and Bella walk away from the meeting spot, and- after a few seconds- the footage cuts off.]

#glitch pkmn irl #pkmn irl #high stakes pokereality #team enigma return

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knight-battle-shield · 2 years ago

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Gwen quickly tapped away on the keyboard of the computer. It hadn't been easy to get in this place, especially with the extra guards, but if she was right, the information they got from this place was gonna put a stop to a lot of bad people

"I'm in KARR. You ready for the upload?" She asked over the commlink, still keeping her voice low.

"I am. Send it quickly. I do not like how far away I am from the facility." He informed her

"I know, I don't like it either, but I'm working with the equipment they have they would pick up your scan... Oh God." She stopped mid explanation. "KARR, get out of here! It's a trap!"

"I am coming to get you!" KARR insisted starting his engine.

"KARR don't..." That was as far as she got before a loud crash and several gunshots accompanied by Gwen's cry of pain.

"Gwen!" He called over the com freezing.

"KARR... please." Gwen's whimpering voice came. She sounded terrified. "Listen to that self-preservation programming!"

"We all know he's not going to do that." A male voice that the AI did not recognize stated.

KARR could hear Gwen's panicked breathing, and he realized he couldn't tell if she was more terrified for herself or for him. None the less he was coming for her. His engine reveed as his tires kicked up gravel.

"KARR r....." That was all he heard before the line went dead.

He picked up the pace, fully intending to crash into the building to get her out when something struck him from the side, sending him rolling and making everything go dark.

KARR wasn't sure how much time had passed before his system rebooted, but when he came too, there were several foolish humans trying to not only restrain him but load him into a truck. He was having none of that. All at once, his form began to shift into his battle suit, eliciting several surprised screams from his would be captors. He took them out quickly and efficiently before rushing to the building where Gwen had been. He had been dangerously close to simply smashing through the building in its entity, but logic told him it was safer to do this differently. If Gwen was still here, he didn't want to risk hurting her more than she already was. Nanobots began gathering and clumping together to form what appeared to be a very large, very muscular human in the pilot seat. Once fully formed, he opened his amber eyes and stepped out of the vehicle. He quickly made his way to the last location he had on the commlink. KARR's eyes widened when he found it on the ground, broken by what appeared to be a gunshot. It was laying in a pool of blood. Analysis confirmed that it was Gwen's blood. While there was a lot of it, it alone wasn't enough to make him believe she had suffered a fatal wound. She was somewhere alive and hurt, and he needed to find her.

He picked up the broken commlink before he began hunting. Anyone he came across in the building, he demanded to know where they had taken her. When they did not give him an answer, he disposed of them violently. It was what they deserved, and their lives were meaningless to him. After going through everyone in the building, he finally returned to the vehicle. The broken comm was placed carefully in the glove compartment before the Nanobots dissipated back into the vehicle. KARR shift led gears and booked it out of that place. Aside from the little bit of information they had managed to steal, he had no real leads on where they might have taken his driver. It didn't matter. One way or another, he would find her.

#karr #knight rider #android karr #karr 2.0 #backstory

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jeonghannie · 4 years ago

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does anyone know where you can watch the livestream(?) that jeonghan and jun did the other day?

#i keep seeing clips of it on insta #and hannie looks so so cute and they both of my biases #i think theyre chinese ones?#i know like cheol and hao and wonwoo have done them before #i think theyre gaming or something idk #i want to watch #please if anyone knows where it is or if it was uploaded somewhere i would appreciate it so much #myrena rambles

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kaitlynpcallmebeepme · 3 years ago

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The Unexpected Hero

Evan Buckley x reader

Imagine: saving Buck (911) from and explosion and he's determined to find out who you are (from @procrastinatorimagines).

Requested: Nope.

Author’s Note: I’ve been wanting to write this ever since I saw this prompt image. Also (writing this on 7/12/22), My legs are dead after drumline camp, so I continued writing this on my night shift. Please give me feedback as this is my first time writing for 911. Was considering asking someone if they want to proof read just to make sure the content is good. Message me if anyone want to. I also reworked my masterlist so it’s not as crowded.

Requests are still OPEN. Feedback is always appreciated. Also, tell me if you want to be part of a Tag List and I’ll tag you when I upload something new. Also, I’m tagging @911readercollection here.

Warning: I’m not sure fire works how I exactly described it. Arsonist, bomb exploder/explodes, chase scene, arrests, I very much thought of old action movies when writing this. I didn’t proofread this. Athena being a queen.

Word Count: 1,854

It was another mind numbing day of staring at your computer as statistics went by so you could crunch the numbers for your penny pincher stick up his ass boss. And just to describe how frugal he is, he chose the cheapest office for his workers while he never showed up himself. Cheap in LA usually means poor quality, or not in a safe neighborhood. In this case, it meant both. You had to bring your own stool because you could not stand one more second of your legs sticking to those cheap plastic chairs that are “usually” used at graduation parties. At least you were left alone until you had to present your findings to your boss. However, this meant that your mind got distracted easily and sometimes fell asleep until your eyes and mind processed nothing that was on your screen.

Your mind woke up out of its stagnant state to that sound. You know, that sound. The sound that’s been drilled into your mind ever since you were young. The sound of a fire alarm going off along with its blinking lights. You were surprised the building even had working fire systems. But, you did what you were taught and you stayed low to the ground and crawled on your hands and knees keeping your hand along the wall to guide your way. You found your way to the side of the building out a fire exit. One of those exits near the trucking docks of your building. You stopped a mere couple feet from the building to catch your breath, which more ended up like you crouched to cough your lungs out. This is what you imagined smoking for 50 years felt like.

You looked up just as a firefighter started coming towards you. Do all firefighters have to imitate magazines and be super hot in uniform and way out of your league? He still had his smoke mask over his face and his helmet on, as he should , so you couldn’t make out much of what he actually looked like. “Ma’am, are you okay?”

You would have responded if something else didn’t catch your attention. Behind the fireman’s legs, you could see someone else in a gray hoodie walking away from the scene. Walking. As in “cool guys don’t look at explosions” walking, and that kind of walking away from a fire can never be good. He started to raise his right hand above his head while keeping his back turned toward you and STILL WALKING. You couldn’t be sure what he was doing or what is intentions are, but you had to take a chance.

With your strength that you found somewhere, you body slammed the fireman in the hips as hard as you could and that managed to get him, and yourself, to the ground. His arms encircled around you, out of instinct you think, and you were buried into his firejacket while his back took most of the brute hit from the ground. The office building behind you exploded like an action movie and you felt the heat from the building behind you multiply by 1000 and a loud noise ring your ears to the point where you could only hear white noise for a second.

You hesitantly opened your eyes expecting ash to sting them or you see the light of heaven letting you know that you died. Thankfully, you were still mostly in one piece, but the sight of the person you suspected was responsible running from said exploding building was the first thing you saw while lying on the ground. This isn’t an action movie, but you couldn’t convince your brain that it wasn’t.

You got up from the ground and started sprinting after the man, your body and lungs screaming at you to stop and rest, but your adrenaline said ‘no’. You kept following the man around a few corners, not even stopping to think if he was armed or not when a cop car came from an alley and hit him T-bone style. It didn’t kill him, but it flung him a few feet in the opposite direction. He definitely wouldn’t be resisting arrest anytime soon.

“Hands on your head.” you heard shout in front of you. You kept yours on the back of your head just so the cop would know you weren’t putting up a fight.

You took this opportunity to cough your lungs out in the middle of an alley because they were exhausted from being filled with smoke and then asked to run a marathon.

The cop was quick to cuff the man and lock him in the back of her squad car. She then came around and stood next to your hunched over figure. “Just try to breath deeply mame.” After a few more minutes of coughing your lungs out you finally had the strength to look up at her. Your eyes were watered and probably red from the smoke, but you could still make out most of what she looked like. She was a middle aged black woman and had short black hair that swooped to one side. She still was in her full uniform and a bullet proof vest.

“Did you get him?” Why was that the first thing you asked? No thank you, just that?

“Yes mame, we did. Your speed and quick thinking guided him right to us. What were you doing chasing a man like him anyway?”

You struggled to stand up, but you were able to keep some of your decency before you spoke to her. “I saw him walking away from my office building that exploded, and no one runs unless they have something to hide, so I just mindlessly chased after him. I chased him and you T-boned him. Problem solved.” You clapped your hands brushing the dust off them like you did a job well done.

“You were in the building five blocks from here that exploded into flames?” Have I really been running for five blocks? Wow. Might as well act as if you run regularly.

“Yes, and if the fire inspection comes to it, can I testify against my boss? He’s a frugal piece of shit, so I doubt that the building was up to code.” She seemed to give me a satisfied smirk.

“Ok. I like a strong independent women who knows what she wants. Come with me and I’ll give you a ride to the station and get a statement from you.”

“Thank you, Miss…”

“Athena, and if you ever want to be a cop or detective, I’ll put in a referral for you to get started into the training. We’d love to have you.”

So that’s how your day ended. Athena drove you and her suspect to the police station, you gave a statement of what happened and how bad the building you worked in was. You left your contact information incase they needed anything else or they wanted you for the detective job. She even gave you a ride back to your, surprisingly, not destroyed car that was parked outside of your office building.

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**Buck’s POV, later that day at station 118**

I walked back up the stairs after a shower to find most of the team in the kitchen. Bobby was making something that smelled delicious for dinner. I still couldn’t wrap my head around what happened earlier.

“Hey Hen, did some lady come to the ambulance at the fire of that warehouse office building today?” I sat down at the kitchen table next to her.

“We had a couple people there today but no one needed to go to the hospital, just needed some extra oxygen. Why, you recognize someone?”

“No it’s just…” Do I say that the muscles of a fireman lost against someone’s adrenaline. I decide to leave that part out. “Just someone was running away from the fire and after someone and I just wanted to make sure they’re ok. I couldn’t find them afterwards.”

“Hey everyone.” Athena walked up the stairs to the kitchen area and greeted everyone.

“Hey Athena.” I didn’t put too much enthusiasm into my greeting. She went and kissed Bobby really quick and came back to me. “Why you so down Buck?”

“He’s trying to find someone who ran off from the fire today.” Hen answered for me.

“You mean the one that body slammed you before the building blew up.”

Well, thanks for saving me the embarrassment Bobby. I gave him that you seriously just said that look that he’s probably given me a million times.

“Yes, that one. She just ran off after body slamming me and it wasn’t a reactionary thing she did it BEFORE the building blew up, like right before.” Athena gave me a knowingly smile apparently knowing something that I didn’t.

“Oh yes, I know who she is. She’s real sweet. Caught our bomber, gave a statement about what she witness, and was willing to testify.” She was saying this like it was no deal as easy as asking what you had for breakfast that morning.

“You know her. I wanted to see if I could thank her because she helped me avoid getting a face full of flames.”

“Well, I still have her number. But Buck …”

“Yes.” Athena always has something up her sleeve.

“Treat her right. She talked about the building she worked in. She deserves something good.”

“Yes mame.” That wasn’t even my intention, but Buck 3.0 is the most respectful out of all the Bucks.

Athena gave me her number and I went to one of the fire department office rooms where it was more quiet and less people would come in to interrupt or tease me for wanting to talk to a girl I barely met. I type in her number and wait while the ringtones go by. Then there’s that unfortunate monotone voice of an answering machine. I decide to leave a message anyway.

“Hey Y/n, it’s Buck. Well you don’t know my name yet but I’m the firefighter you slammed earlier today. Athena, the cop, gave me your number. I just wanted to thank you for saving me. You were really brave I heard, chasing down an armed aronsist. **Hurry up Buck, you have limited voicemail space** I just wanted to thank you and see if you wanted to go out sometime … so I can properly thank you in person I mean. Well I-.” The call hung me up. Hope that got saved.

I decided to take a walk around the trucks and clear my head. Before I made even one lap around, I got a text.

Hey Buck. Nice to finally know your name. Hope I didn’t hurt you too bad from the body slam earlier. My phone’s out of whack and not accepting calls since it got cracked in my street chase today, but I’d love to go to cheesecake factory with you sometime, or even just walking on the boardwalk. You text me your availability, since I’m out of a job for now. Hehe. -Y/n

Ok Buck, don't mess this up.

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travellingarmy · 3 years ago

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Can I request a Neige Leblanche x dom fem reader NSFW? (Established relationship and I’m 19)

Neige LeBlanche x reader

Reader: Gender-neutral/not mentioned. “You”.

I tried to incorporate a female reader but I just didn’t know where and how.

Warning(s): Not. Safe. For. Work.

Word count: 300+

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Note: This is very short since I can’t for the life of me write nsfw.

To requester: If this didn't live up to your expectations, please send in another request! I'll practice and practice until I can write one properly!

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║Neige LeBlanche║Behind Closed Doors

Behind the flashes of cameras.. Behind that smile of his, that angelic laugh of his, that soft voice of his– everything. Behind everything that he puts up on camera live.. Behind closed doors.. Who could have thought that their beloved idol, Neige LeBlanche, could be so.. Dirty.

“[N-name]..” There he was, everyone’s favourite idol, Neige, sprawled out on your shared bed. Hot, heavy, slow and uneven pants escape his lips. He stared down at you through half-lidded eyes– at you who was very much clothed whereas he was the opposite.

You looked up from between his legs and had direct eye contact with him. You waited for him to talk since he did say your name after all. “P, please..” You knew what he was asking for, even if he only said one word.

You continued your work, bobbing your head up and down in a set pace that takes agonizing minutes just to get to the edge. You weren’t anyone to note and no one knew of you. You were just someone who graduated from somewhere that managed to get Neige wrapped up around your pretty little finger. No one needed to know who you were nor would they want to if they knew that their beloved Neige is a taken man.

You snicker at the thought of imagining all those fans with a befallen look on their face. You would love to see it but you’d rather not involve yourself with the media– which is beneficial for Neige anyway. Anything you do, you wish that it could be of help to Neige.

You felt him twitch inside your mouth. But even so, you continued, driving him closer and closer to that edge until.. “[Name..!”] You felt him buck into your mouth and grabbed your head for support. Strings of white liquid all shot inside your mouth and you made sure that none escaped.

Neige was left panting even more as you parted away from him to gaze at him from above fondly.

You smiled and leaned in to capture his lips with yours. A kiss.

~♡~

“You have been making a lot of effort to keep people happy, so now it’s my turn to make you happy.” With one more quick kiss– more like a peck on the lips– you began to undress yourself for the main part of tonight’s activities.. All behind closed doors.

AHH!! I thought I had uploaded this two weeks ago!!

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland smut #neige leblanche x reader #neige leblanche x reader smut #twisted wonderland x reader smut #twst smut

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echos-girlfriend · 2 years ago

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Hello! For the 100 celebration, could I please request prompt 10 (I trust you) with Echo :) maybe echo x separatist or echo x jedi? Thank you! (I love how organised your blog and lists are btw, so easy to navigate)

Howdy!!

I can definitely do that for you lovely! And I’m glad it’s easy to navigate ☺️ I want people to make sure they find what they’re looking for

Echo

10 - “I trust you”

Clone x Jedi

Master list

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Kaller had become a massacre.. master Billaba had been killed. And the clones were searching for you.

You were the general of the bad batch and you had a bad feeling about joining master Billaba on Kaller..

“General!”

You heard Hunter’s voice.. although they hadn’t shown any signs of attacking you yet.. you were definitely not going to find out.

Not matter how cold it was you were going to wait in this forest..

~_~_~_~

“General! Are you out here”

Echo. Oh your sweet echo couldn’t have turned like them?

“Is that you echo?”

“Yes.”

He looked around for anyone..

“Yes Mesh’la it’s me.. where are you”

“Are you going to shoot me?”

Your voice was shaky and quiet

“No.. of course not cyare.. we don’t know why the clones turned on general Billaba and her Padawan.. please come with us. We will take you somewhere safe before we go back to Kamino.”

“Alright.. I trust you..”

You came out if your hiding place and echo ran to you, wrapping his arms around you.

You did the same and hugged him tight.

“Mesh’la i thought they killed you.. but you’re safe. We will make sure the other clones don’t see you. Hunter I found the general bring the ship to my position.”

‘We’re on our way echo’

“We need to figure out why the clones did this echo.. and what if they did it to all the other jedi?!”

“Shh shh.. it’s alright cyare.. calm down. We will figure it out.. but you need to get somewhere safe first.”

You Took a deep breath. The shot came into view and echo led you on board. You were immediately met with crosshair’s eyes looking straight into your soul.

You gulped but echo pulled you past him to the bunks. He told you to sit down before he went back to the cockpit.

“Hunter we need to go get her to her home planet.. I think she will be safer there”

“I agree.. wait did you leave her with Crosshair?”

“Why?”

Hunter pushed past him into the main hull only to see Crosshair staring at you.. like he was contemplating on a life changing decision.

“Crosshair. Don’t do what I think you’re going to do”

“What are you talking about hunter?”

You couldn’t help but stand up in concern. Was Crosshair like the other clones? Would he attack you..

“I’m not. I don’t think I can..”

Crosshair left to the gunners chair. Echo came into the hull.. the two of you sharing a look that said “I love you”

“We are approaching the planet shortly!”

“You hear tech general. You need to get ready”

Echo helped you gather your items.. things were definitely going to be different from now on.

~_~_~_~

I feel like if the bad batch had a Jedi general or under the command of a Jedi, Crosshair wouldn’t kill or would have a hard time killing them.. I feel like he would fight the shit out the chip. I don’t know,, but it’s personal HC of mine

Scheduled to post at 2:05 pm EST

(For reference so I know when things upload)

#echos girlfriend 100 celebration #the bad batch #tbb echo #clone force 99 x reader #the bad batch x reader #clone force 99 #tbb echo x reader #tbb echo x you #tbb x you #tbb x reader

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fizzyxcustard · 2 years ago

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Wrong Place Wrong Time - Part 2 - Chapter 3

The masterlist to the first part can be found here

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Summary: You find yourself in 1209AD after a science experiment has gone wrong, and you are now making a new life in a small village in France. However, Sir Raymond de Merville has his eye on you and will not take no for an answer. You both embark on a passionate love affair which leads to Raymond’s downfall.

With Raymond dead, you find your way back to 2017. Now heavily pregnant with Raymond’s child, things take a strange turn and you find out that Raymond’s promise to come back to you as crossed many centuries.

Fandom: Pilgrimage (2017)

Pairings: Raymond de Merville x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Sexual references, violence, bad language, sexual language.

Comments/Notes: This fic is being re-uploaded. It was originally written on Tumblr for my old blog and then put on to AO3, so I’m now trying to put all outstanding fics from AO3 on to here.

As always, if you like the story, please consider a reblog. My tag list is always open to people who wish to be added. Send me a message and let me know. :)

Just to note, this fic is quite an old one now and for anyone who new to my tag list and doesn't know what's going on, part 1 is linked above. Please read that first and just reading this on its own will not make sense.

England, 2017

That night and you slept soundly next to Raymond, never waking and the nightmares not visiting you. It was Raymond’s presence back in your life that forced all the bad things away, and brought back that light which had been missing the last five months you had been without him.

The next morning and you woke to feel Raymond’s hand brushing down your cheek. He was looking down on you as you woke from your dream; in your dream and you were flying, watching a flock of birds drift through the air in silence beside you. You smiled at your husband and he leaned down, kissing you gently, whilst rubbing your stomach, needing contact with both you and his daughter.

“They’ve been asking about her at the lab where I work,” you told Raymond. He shifted back, sitting up. His eyes narrowed at the very thought of anyone questioning you in such a manner.

“What did they say?” he asked.

You sat up from your lying position, propped up against your pillows, and brushed a hand through your hair. “They wanted to know how and when I got pregnant…and by who,” you replied. “I just told them I was already pregnant when I originally went to your time. But they seemed to know I was lying.”

“What does this mean for her?” Raymond asked. “I will not have them touch her, or you.”

Tears began to fall down your cheeks as you pondered such a question. “I…don’t know,” you told Raymond. “There were talks of taking her when she’s born to do tests because of the effects the machine had on my body and on her. I was pregnant when I came back through so they think the machine could have affected her as well as me. They’re bribing me with money to not speak a word but go in for testing. They’re offering me two million.”

That fierce fire was burning in Raymond’s eyes. You had missed that fire within him so much. “Do not accept such a bribe. If they had their way then they would take her away from us.”

“This was why I was thinking of adoption. I wanted to try and run away somewhere, have her, and put her up for adoption, so they can’t track us. But I can’t. I’m her mother and should fight for her every step. She belongs with us.” You could feel her moving inside you as if responding to your words, thanking you for your resolution to keep her. “But while we’re here they won’t stop hounding me. They threatened me that if I don’t keep up with the meetings then they’ll find me and make sure I do what they say.”

Raymond shifted forwards towards you. “We’ll find a way back to where we belong. I’ll make sure you both get back.”

As he said those words you kissed him and pressed your forehead to his; you knew what he meant by saying ‘both of you’. He was prepared to sacrifice himself again. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you. This time I fight to honour you. We all go back together or not at all. I needyou, Raymond, so much more than you realise.”

You could see tears swimming in his eyes as you told him you needed him. Those words were so poignant for him to be told. Just to be told that he was needed kept him alive, and kept him fighting.

In bed that morning you both began planning your return to France in the year 1209AD, where you wished to live in peace and raise your baby daughter.

“I have another meeting tomorrow morning regarding what happens when she’s born. They think that the changing of timelines may have affected the present and need to check our radiation levels,” you told Raymond.

“I will be beside you,” he insisted. “If I have to force my way into that building, kill every person inside just to get you through and back to France, then I will do it.”

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You and Raymond walked hand in hand down the busy street towards the high rise building where you had worked for nearly three years as an assistant technician. Things went on inside that building of which you had been sworn to secrecy, including the very experiment which had sent you through time to France, 1209 AD. You knew that escaping the clutches of this company now that you were back in your present time and pregnant with a man’s child who had died in 1209, was going to be impossible. They wanted to experiment on you and the baby. Bribery may have been their way of sweetening you to comply, but you knew that the money would never get to you and you would become a lab rat for the rest of your life. The company were just waiting for your daughter to be born.

Raymond fingered the kitchen knife in his pocket, prepared to take down whoever got in his path to see you and your baby safe in 1209.

You had yet another meeting with senior bosses to talk about your pay out, which you ultimately knew you would never get. They would resort to kidnapping you if necessary to run their tests.

You made your presence known in the reception area downstairs which was brightly lit and had a young, dark haired woman, with plenty of cleavage on show sitting behind the desk. “Can I help you?” she asked, looking you up and down, mentally judging you. You had always hated this woman; sometimes you would see her in the staff canteen upstairs and she would roll her eyes if you tried to be polite.

Using his stealth, Raymond rushed behind the desk, grabbing the woman around the mouth, and dragged her into a small stockroom which was just behind the desk. The woman hadn’t seemed to have noticed the unauthorised entry of the mysterious man who had accompanied you.

Raymond tied the woman up using her tights, gritting his teeth in anger as she tried to resist. You darted into the room to help Raymond, holding your hand to her mouth so he could finish the job and make sure she was restrained.

Next step would be security, having to get through an airport style operation that you had been required to be subject to whenever you entered the building. Usually there were only ever two men at a time at the main checking room, one of them scanning bags and clothing and the other completing body searches. Sometimes there was an armed guard just behind the door, and today was lucky for you. As you made your way into the large room, using the stolen ID pass from the receptionist, where all the scanners and equipment were for detecting weapons or explosives, there was an armed guard sat down reading a magazine, not taking much notice to who was passing by.

You walked in, faking a smile and nodding your head politely. Obviously you and Raymond had not, as of yet, been detected in the building.

Raymond moved from behind you, punching the security officer square in the jaw and then nose, knocking him to the ground in a pool of blood from a broken nose. He pulled the gun from the guard’s utility belt and aimed it at the other two men who were standing by the scanning machines.

You knew that there was a room just to the right of the main security hall and inside it held replacement equipment, and required a pass to get in and out. “Give me your passes!” you ordered, stepping up to the men and reaching out across the belt where the trays moved. “Give me your passes and get in that room.” Raymond kept the gun aimed at the two men, one being a young, fresh faced man, reminding you of Henri, and the other looked around Raymond’s age with shoulder length, shaggy hair.

Once the two men had complied with your orders, you raced through the winding hallways with Raymond towards the CCTV room. Surely someone would have noticed you by now and raised the alarm. But luck seemed to be on your side so far. When inside the small room which was filled from floor to ceiling with screens, you found the guard asleep who should have been conducting his duties. The man, who was surely near pension age, was snoring away, a cup of cold coffee next to his arm on the desk.

Raymond dragged him off the chair, watching as he opened his eyes, terrified and confused. You pulled a piece of cord out of your pocket and began tying the man’s hands behind his back whilst Raymond attempted to quieten his protests.

By the time you had both made it down towards the main, central hub where the machine was held, all the people you had come into contact with had been restrained or locked into rooms of which they had no way out. Surely, however, there was back up and you would both be noticed, acquired and reprimanded.

As you were about to let yourself and Raymond into the huge lab area, where a few people in white coats were dashing back and forth, you felt him tighten his grip in your hand. He looked at you, smiling weakly and placed a gentle kiss against your lips. “Whatever happens from here, know that I love both you and our daughter,” he said, choking back tears.

You knew that he truly believed he would not go through with you. In his eyes was the sad truth that his duty was to protect you and your unborn daughter, and if it meant him sacrificing his life and onward years with you, then he would do it to keep you both safe.

“I’m not going through without you,” you told him. “If it means I have to stay here because this all fails, or I die trying to get through, then so be it. I’m not being parted from you again.”

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Hiii if you don't mind explaining, what's a source code and how can it upset Tumblr so much?? I'm baffled

yeah so before i go into this please note that i don’t know a TON about this particular subject, just enough to say ‘okay this is probably what’s happening here.’ i have a decent amount of coding experience for my job, but it’s a completely different kind (mine is for data analysis, this is web design) and my compsci coding experience (which i needed for my degree) is intro level and a number of years out of date. if anyone has a better idea of what happened or can explain it better please feel free, this is only my speculation.

so, basically every image you have is, at its core, a code. when you view an image, you’re obviously not seeing the original image, you’re seeing an image that someone else (or yourself) uploaded to the internet, and the way that it appears on your device is that the browser/app/program/whatever tells your phone through coding how to render the image on your device, so we as humans can view them as they’re meant to be seen. that’s not super relevant to the overall ‘why,’ but it’s important to remember. every image is, at its core, numbers.

now. before we get more into the weeds, two things - 1. i got this hunch from watching that video i linked which talked about an image that can crash phones, and frankly he’s much better at explaining how images can mess with codes than i am, so if you want a better understanding i would recommend watching that first. it’s not perfect and obviously doesn’t completely apply to what we’re talking about, but it’s a good background primer for what i’m going to say. and 2. THIS SHOULD NOT HAVE HAPPENED. under any circumstances. i mean, first of all, the likelihood of this is. statistically. just it’s absolutely impossible. the idea is making my brain break a little, because the tl;dr of it is that i think a line somewhere in the source code of the image matches the code within tumblr that you access when you delete your account. do you know how unlikely that is? can you even comprehend how unlikely that is that an image JUST HAPPENS to contain the code that can route tumblr to instadelete your entire account? it’s one in a billion. one in a trillion. one in a number greater than i could even comprehend. unless, of course, brianna somehow went through the source code of tumblr, edited the source code of the image to match it, and then used it to nuke her blog. but i why would she do that and also even if she could do that - no offense brianna, but i don’t think you picked up computer programming when i wasn’t looking - i don’t COMPLETELY know if that’s possible. anyway. and even if it DID somehow happen, tumblr should have stopgaps in order to not allow code in images to effect the way the website runs. like. my god. if we ever needed more proof tumblr is broken this is it.

so. like i said. images, at their core, are a series of numbers and lines of code that your computer or phone reads in order to properly render them so a human being can view them properly. there’s ways to view this code, but frankly i don’t care and being able to view it isn’t. COMPLETELY relevant here either. what is is that another thing that runs off of code is when you click on an element in a web browser. the reason we can use point-and-click cursors is because there is a back end running of code when we click things. you CAN still use a console (i have for various things in the past, 0/10 would not recommend unless you absolutely have to) but most of what normal internet users who don’t have a background in tech do is just. use the mouse or our finger and trust that the web developers or computer programmers have created a platform that gets us to where we need to go. which works. 99.9999999% of the time. this was the 0.00000001%, however.

now, usually what happens when this doesn’t work is that there’s just an element that’s incompatible with your OS or your webpage or whatever. however - and this is where we get fully into theory as to what happened, because i can’t prove this - this went a step further. it was compatible. it was too compatible.

my GUESS as to what happened is some line in the image’s source code matches the code that tells tumblr that you want to permadelete your entire account, yes you just pressed ‘yes’ when they asked are you sure. instantly everything is gone. and the problem is computers are. kind of dumb. they read the code and they execute. they can’t look at the code and go ‘that makes no sense, it’s coming from an image, not that neat button someone programmed!’ it’s our job as logical humans to go ‘no computer, don’t do that’ but we also can’t really read the code that’s embedded in the image, and we don’t know what code is executed when we press that button, and even if we did the codes are kind of too long to parse out the problem anyway, at least at a glance. so what happens is we upload the image, press ‘post,’ some back end code is executed to put the image on tumblr dot com, in the execution it calls up ‘delete account’, and poof, there goes your blog, until it can properly be recovered by an admin.

again, i cannot stress enough how unlikely this is to happen. you have to coincidentally have an image code that happens to correspond with the (probably only mobile, but it might be desktop as well) code that runs when you click ‘delete blog’. and then runs when you hit post. and, again, this isn’t a subject i’m well versed in, but i don’t even know if these two elements are in the same language. if they aren’t it would be like if i was speaking english and someone from france randomly guessed the word i was thinking of and it just happened to have the same spelling as the word i was thinking of but a completely different meaning. if not more random because these are completely randomly generated lines of numbers and letters. but the fact is it did happen. insanity.

that’s. more or less what i THINK happened. again, i can’t prove this, and someone else may be able to have a better explanation, or explain what i mean better.

SO. WHAT ELSE CAN WE INFER FROM THIS?

1. screenshots are fine. when you take a screenshot of the image, the source data is changed. it would be like taking a picture of a photograph on your computer with your phone, the source is now that new image. this is also how i figured out the problem is PROBABLY the source data and not tumblr reading something in the image as nsfw - if it was, the program that they use would likely still read it as nsfw even in a screenshot, because it’s looking at the pixels colors etc. it was fine when i screenshotted because the data that deleted your account was then gone.

2. i don’t know how brianna first uploaded the image, or uploaded it the other two times she was deleted, but i know i uploaded it on my phone, which is what caused it to delete. this MIGHT only be a problem on mobile, because my guess is the coding is different on mobile than it is on desktop. i could be wrong and i don’t want to check though.

3. likewise, my GUESS is if you reblog the image, it’s probably fine. the code seems to be executed when you UPLOAD. brianna told me i had a few minutes after uploading it, but for me it was seconds between when i hit post and when i couldn’t access anything. what’s important to note for this is i JUST got a new phone, like, two days ago, and i was on my home’s high speed internet. brand new device + high speed data = quicker image upload time = less time between when i hit ‘post’ and when the Bad Code is executed = less time before i say bye bye to my blog. again, this is a theory, but i THINK it’s true. if you really want to check i have the original picture that caused the problem now on my blog. feel free to reblog it and report back, but if you do consider yourself a scientist and don’t get mad at me if i’m wrong.

4. if this isn’t already fixed, i would think it will be soon. it’s not even a hard fix from the back end, i would imagine. they just need to add a little bit of code and this should stop. and that’s now, once we’ve already found an image that does this. hopefully the programmers on this website will create a line of code that says to stop running that particular permadelete if it comes from an image, and, again, the likelihood of this happening again is absolutely mind boggling. so.

anyway that’s my take on the situation.

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