#saga of a new world

[dmtreasury]

Survivor's Handbook (Preview) Ruleset Expansion by Saga of New World

[guardianjameslight]

Is anyone else tired of people saying Bucky should've been Cap instead of Sam? Because I am.

I mean, seriously, what would be the difference? The fact that Bucky is a super soldier? Plenty of heroes don't have super powers and they're doing great, including Sam, I mean he survived the whole Triscelion battle in the Winter Soldier, survived Battle for Earth, and don't get me started on Tony, Clint, Nat, Okoye, etc. Besides Captain America, who can fly? That sounds like a great advantage we saw in TFATWS, and we will see more in Brave New World. Bucky would probably be great, too, but it's clear he didn't want to be Cap, didn't feel worthy. I feel like Bucky doesn't see himself as a good man, which is something Captain America should be. That's why Steve chose Sam because, like he said, he was a good man. Having superpowers doesn't make a hero, a character does. Let's be fair. If Bucky can be Captain America, then so can Sam.

[chernobog13]

Metron of the New Gods by Steve Rude.

[ezzakennebba]

I'm soso sorry but may I request winter depression Bella

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[servant-of-circe]

"..."

"You may speak"

"..."

"Freely. This is an introduction, you may act as usual"

"OH THANK THE GODS-"

"Hello, my dear, brave, soldiers. My name is Circe"

"Uh- shit, I suck at introductions. My name is Antinous of Ithaca Aeaea"

"I noticed quite a few people I know have been here lately, so I wanted to join for fun. And Antinous has been such a good servant lately, so I'm allowing him to share this blog with me! Won't this be fun, Antinous?"

"Get me the fuck out of here- I mean, YEAH. LOT'S OF FUN, MISS CIRCE."

QnA:

Name?

"Antinous of Aeaea."

Age?

"I'm 33 right now..."

Why are you the Servant of Circe

"Some dumb devine intervention the gods gave me. Better than being killed by Ithaca's old king, I guess."

Has Circe hurt you?

"She cannot physically attack me thanks to our agreement, probably the only good thing the gods have done for me!"

Name?

"Circe, daughter of Helios."

Age?

"Older than you."

How do you feel about Antinous?

"An absolute coward now, but the asshole was so fucking cocky when I met him. He stands for everything I hate and I HATE the gods for not letting me turn the bastard into a pig the moment I laid eyes on him."

Is he afraid of you?

"He better."

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AU INFORMATION:

An AU taking place after EPIC. Antinous is saved by a god [I won't say which yet] and wakes up in Aeaea, much to Circe's disgust

The two are extremely annoyed after being informed that Antinous will be the Eternal Servant of Circe for as long as the Gods make him do so.

Antinous is relatively the same, but he's scared. He can't risk angering his Goddess, and he knows something bad could happen if he spoke out of line.

Antinous, for once, is finally being Held Down.

Circe and Antinous are as opposite as opposites could go, the two standing for everything the other despises. They'll obviously grow a bit closer as the blog continues! But they'll start off despising each other

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Antinous and Circe will reply with Doodles instead of regular text, like this:

The reason is just because I wanted to be Inspired by old Tumblr blogs from 2015-2018

I may respond with text a lot, but I'll try my best to add Doodles when I can!

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Tags:

Come Inside: 💕 - Answered Asks

The World's Greatest Actor: 💋 - Antinous' facad

Despises their new form: ❣️ - Facad fades

Puppet Boy: 🪀 - Circe manipulates

If you're weird, You're weak: 🗡 - Angst

If the World was Ending: ❤️‍🔥 - Antinous and Circe aren't Assholes

Too Sweet for Me 💞 - Romantic interaction

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Blogs they know:

@r3dvip3r4 - Eurymachus. "Antinous' boyfriend. "HE IS NOT"

@isl4ndl0v3 - Calypso. "She's pretty..." "and you're ugly."

@sunflower-azura - "My sister, I think???"

[darthlexapro]

me, in 2009: New Moon just dropped!!

me, in 2024: new moon just dropped!!

[amicablug]

you're a fox caught in a trap and you know how this story ends. still, you cry and scratch at the steel; it doesn't flinch. you give up. you give up. you give up. you start biting, gnawing off your own leg with the desperate need to escape, knowing you have to sacrifice what once made you whole to get any part of you out. you taste blood. but there's no other way out.

home isn't that far away. you start walking. you move slowly. agonizingly. you leave a trail of red everywhere you go. you start limping faster, crying out in pain; you know they're coming for you: there are dangerous things in this woods, more dangerous that you were and far more than you are now, and they're going to hunt you down. you're alone. you're helpless.

suddenly, your legs give out. or you give out. you consider for a moment how nice it is here, with the sun on your face and leaves under your aching hip. you could stay. maybe you should stay. wait for something to find you. it would be quicker than continuing to struggle onward. you think about your leg, still stuck in that trap you led it into. you could join it, recombine yourself again. you could be whole again.

you get up.

you didn't think you were that far from home, but at the pace you're moving, it might take you until nightfall. if you make it back at all. you hit obstacle after obstacle: sharp, unsteady rocks that don't seem like they are in the same spots they were before, roots hidden under dense leaves, even the stream that had once been so manageable with a little cunning. you keep moving. you drag yourself through what you once danced around. it still hurts, but your phantom pains are fading. it feels like learning a new language. it feels like you might finally be okay, like maybe you're not even missing all that much.

you're home, and your son is holding a saw between his small paws. he puts it to his own leg and smiles at you.

[laurasoretta]

📘 Reading One Piece, random comments:

I hate how Crocodile and Mihawk are treating Buggy so badly 😠

He's an idiot, but he's my idiot!

He needs to reunite with Shanks and get married - sorry, I mean - get to Laugh Island with him 😭

I'm genuinely happy they both are Emperors at the same time.

[dmtreasury]

Survivor's Handbook (Preview) Ruleset Expansion by Saga of New World

[+ Advice in comments of reddit thread HERE]

[guardianjameslight]

Captain America saga.

[chernobog13]

Darkseid and sons by Walt Simonson.

[irrevocablys]

We were working on "Animal Farm," an easy subject matter. I didn't mind communism, it was a welcome change from the exhausting romances that made up the rest of the curriculum.

"New Moon" by Stephenie Meyer

[potatopassenger]

Usopp continues to ask the real questions

[vertigoartgore]

Jack Kirby New Gods Concept Presentation Oversized Collage Art (circa 1969-1970).

[kacievvbbbb]

Don’t know why it just occurred to me that the east blue bring considered the weakest of the blues is probably because it’s been a victim of government propaganda like how gol d Roger be some gold Roger and they wanted to take the D. Out of Luffy’s name after he beat kaido.

[even-disco-baby]

YOU — “No. There is still a chance.”

DOLORES DEI — “You think so?” Her voice is weary.

EMPATHY — Everything about her is weary. She is the Innocence of weariness, of heroically borne suffering.

CONCEPTUALIZATION — That is the picture you have painted for yourself, at any rate.

YOU — “You looked back. That’s the memory, the moment, that I can’t stop returning to. You looked back. I had a chance, for just that moment…”

DOLORES DEI — She meets your eye, gaze still forever cast back over her shoulder. Time stops. The stars are stilled, the ocean silent. There is *nothing* beyond this memory. Nothing at all. All of infinity is contained in this single moment when anything and everything was possible.

“Oh, Harry…” She sighs, soft as eiderdown. “We never had any chance.”

And just like that, the wave of time collapses under its own weight, obliterating everything. This moment was six years ago. She is gone from here. Gone, gone…

PAIN THRESHOLD — You cannot leave. There was nothing outside of this moment, and now there is nothing at all. It’s all gone. There is no point. I’m sorry. I can’t do this any longer.

VOLITION — Please, don’t say that…

“Okay. Well, fuck me, then.”

“How would *you* know?! You gave up! You didn’t even try!”

“We *must* have had a chance, at some point… Doesn’t everyone get a chance, if nothing more?”

“How could you say that…?”

DOLORES DEI — “Because it’s true,” she says, matter-of-fact. “There is no moment in time that you can turn back to, no branching paths, no infinity. There is only what happened. I looked back… and then away.” She closes her eyes, turning her back to you.

“The moment ended. *We* ended. That is all.”

SHIVERS — A wave crashes against an unseen shore, ocean spray tickling the back of your neck. You shiver, but no one shivers with you. You are alone in this intersection. Why are you here?

“Why can’t *I* end?! Why can’t this all just stop? Please, make it stop…”

“Ended? I’ve barely even started! I got a chance to start completely over as somebody new! I don’t need you anymore! You’re just dead weight to me now.”

“No. That wasn’t the real ending. We’re a part of something so much bigger than this intersection, telling a story that encapsulates all of history! There’s *more* to this, it *means* something.”

“Then… What am I supposed to do now…?”

DOLORES DEI — “No, Harry.” She turns back to you again now, and she looks… sad.

“We were not metaphors. We were people. Our narrative was not intelligently designed. It simply followed the patterns of history, because those are the only patterns we *know.* We tried to create something new, but we failed. There is no narrative reward for our failure, no satisfactory ending. There is only the immutable past and the unknowable future.”

RHETORIC — There is no assurance of what is good or deserved or what may bring relief. There is no assurance of punishment, either. There is no assurance of anything. Not even of a future. I don’t know what to say to make this bearable.

VOLITION — Even so… As long as you live, *something* is promised. Can you live with that?

I can’t, I just can’t do this anymore…

I can. It’s enough.

I don’t know. I just don’t know.

I can at least try for a little longer…

VOLITION — That’s all I ask. That’s enough.