#shoutout to that shadow guy what a legend

[lazydayslivin]

heart of an angel

[skyward-floored]

I think I’m coming down with a cold again and possibly have a fever but I’m here to scream about the update some more anyway! (and analyze a bit but mostly scream). Dawn part 7 here we go!

(All images belong to @linkeduniverse <3)

First off I have to say this was my favorite panel I think, it’s so pretty. The faint glow! The colors! The cape over his shoulder! Amazing. This truly was Sky’s update, I loved every bit of focus he got. Jojo fed us well :D

So it looks like I was wrong about Sky reading everyone’s mail. He just immediately took off after the mailman instead (and spent all morning chasing him ha!),

Side note but I love the npc guy. He’s simple but still Zelda-y. the character design in this comic is just👌

Looks like the mailman has a list of who he’s supposed to deliver to, or at least that’s my guess. It could be a map maybe, but that probably wouldn’t do much good since he’s time traveling?? How does he do it. Don’t question the magic of the postman I guess.

*green hill zone music intensifies*

Shoutout to Sky’s face here, I make the same expression when I’m trying to chase after my nephew and stop him from eating crayons

This looks like a postcard no joke, I'd frame this and put it on my wall. Plus the way the trees were done in the background is really neat, there’s something just really pleasing about this panel. Also the return of Sky: Just Standing There

They’re all bein silly <3

...except for Four. Because I think him and Warriors both realize that Sky isn’t just telling them what he was doing all morning— he’s got something important to say, something they all actually need to know.

(Downfall duo laughing together I love them)

Also I agree with everyone saying Warriors is close to snapping— they’ve all had a pretty stressful 24 hours, but Warriors has been breaking up arguments and repeatedly checking on everyone while they’re struggling, and... I don’t think he’s had a break. Take a nap bud, please?

SKY TALKING TO FI MY BELOVED he's hoping there’s enough of her aware to help him dowse hhhhh. And then he’s so sad she didn’t seem to hear him waahhh 😭

It doesn’t look to me like she truly helped much, but maybe Fi gave just enough of a nudge for Sky to find the postman’s footprints? Even in her sleep? She is glowing just a bit there... Interesting to think about.

It’s confirmed that the postman uses the portals! And that the Shadow is alive and kicking! Uh-oh! (Also does anyone else think this one seems more... firey? Then the last one? Maybe it's just me).

And the chopped-off darknut head is still there too.... and I’ll bet you twenty rupees somebody is going to kick it when the Links go through the portal later. (My guess is Wild but I���d put my money on Legend or Wind too).

I’m also really curious where that portal leads... My guess is either Twilight’s Hyrule or Sky’s, based on what hints we’ve been getting, but I really don’t know. It’ll be fun to see!

*Wind rapidly thinking of at least three conspiracy theories*: SUS

Also an amazing expression from him I’m laughing so hard, he really said 3:<

Tag yourself I’m Four

Also Sky just chugging away at the stamina potion, poor guy XD he must be beat from all that running around, I hope he has some more time to sit before the Links get moving.

(And I mentioned this in another post, but Legend looks so alarmed at this information, as does Wild... it’s not going to be pretty when they cross paths with the Shadow again, that’s for sure)

I love when Time breaks out the dramatic language... makes me remember that this guy is going to be the Hero’s Shade someday (who’s speech is 99% dramatic things).

Now the Links just have to decide what to do next... will they stay another day at the inn for Twilight’s sake, or get moving right away? Is Four going to confront Twilight about the dark magic he uses to turn into Wolfie?

So many questions... but in the meantime I will gladly continue to reread this amazing update, I really loved this one :D

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s2 episode 24 thoughts

this episode was quite spooky. because cannibalism is real. but something about scully about to get her head chopped off and boiled seemed more outlandish than all the aliens and the guy that kills people with his shadow or even lizard man eugene tooms!

which is strange. because those things are pretty outlandish! maybe its because it was so much scarier than even evil lizard men.

let’s jump in:

so this is an episode involving more meat. did we need more meat, after the earlier meat processing content in s2 episode 10? many are saying no. but not chris carter!

we begin at a dirt road at night. in the state of arkansas. we have an older man and a younger woman named paula in a car, which is not suspicious at all! /s

oh and now the old man choking? is this natural or did she induce it with some poison. i mean maybe he deserved it, if she did. he takes some pills, so I’m guessing it is due to natural causes. now she beckons him out to the woods. 

into the woods. she says he has to catch her. is she luring him into a Bigfoot trap? we have yet to really see Bigfoot, and maybe he’s hungry. although Bigfoot is more Pacific Northwest than Arkansas, i think.

author's note: we tested negative for bigfoot in this episode :(

oh! this man tripped and is now surrounded by people with flashlights and very cool masks. get axe murdered, fucker.

back in DC! aforementioned fucker has been gone for 10 weeks and scully thinks the higher ups are sending them on a wild goose chase. “i’m not questioning the legitimacy of the case, just their motives in assigning it to us” <- damn, very well spoken by a rightfully suspicious woman

oh, but at the scene, someone saw a fire. and mulder says the fire is “supposed to be the spirits of massacred Indians” OH...

(mentally i was like, please do not be another scary Indigenous story episode. and we did in fact get that. sighs deeply. we can make things scary without making Indigenous people the scary ones! or using the trauma of genocide as a setting for spooky time! well, i'm sure you, dear reader, know that, so i shall not preach to the choir, but i will point out that these thoughts were going through my mind)

“these are only legends, mulder”, says a dismissive scully. and why is her hair looking excellent today. I mean not that it isn’t usually but damn. shoutout to the hair and makeup team.

the place on the side of the road where he went missing had a big fire! could be a bonfire, both parties thought. until mulder remembered a documentary he saw in college...

(hehehehe mulder spent college watching documentaries <3)

! MULDER LORE REVEAL ! wow it's been a while since i've gotten to format some text like that. he watched a documentary about an insane asylum in college and it gave him nightmares.

(and this may not be super relevant to his character, but to ME, it is, so i shall note it <3)

he's got the VHS from the doc all loaded up, and presses play on a guy rambling about a fire demon!! who was found in the same spot as the fire mark!!! dun dun dunnn 

(love the implication that he either purchased his own copy of the documentary that gave him nightmares in college, or had to go rent it from the video store. both are wonderful possibilities)

cut to arkansas. mulder is on the scene holding a plastic fork from the ground. wearing his silly sunglasses. lmaooo idk why they make me laugh. what a serious gentleman.

sheriff arrives at the scene. he says the witch’s peg to ward off spirits is normal there and also that the fire mark comes from illegal trash burning. and, as an American i am aware of how Americans love an illegal trash burn. but still. suspicious.

sheriff says the missing man george was chasing women out of town. lovely sounding fellow /s

wife questioning time!! he left her years ago. oh, but tea: the day before he went missing he was going to cite major health violations in the chicken plant! hmm... a cause for murder?

mulder gives the wife his phone number. also mulder is also looking very good today. but that is an evil voice in my head that ought to be silenced.

noooo, it's chicken plant time. no thank you ma’am, i would be out in the car <3

paula from the woods at work in the plant!!! taking mystery pills. seemingly in pain??

chicken cutting cam. oh, this is not for me! 

the agents chat with the manager, who says george was trying to shut them down. and while clocked in, paula is sweating. she just gasped in front of a whole bunch of chickens and some guy with very blue eyes. she sees a human head on the chicken stand and picks it up and throws it off. shoutout to this fake decapitated head and my best friends in the prop department for making such a funny creation.

(but of course, it was a hallucination, and she really just threw a poor chicken on the floor!!! his sacrifice was in vain... gone but not forgotten)

mulder is inspecting the chicken gutting operation and i've said it before and i'll say it again: he is braver than me. 

ohh, more chicken drama: george was filing a lawsuit about “line hypnosis” and it was dismissed before he vanished! he deserved to win. is there a meat processing union? there ought to be. but he was the only one citing bad health practices, the other 3 workers said it was fine... sooo what’s the truth…

“what’s that” asks mulder, who then gets shown the feed processor, and asks “chickens feed on chickens?” <- heartbreaking realization. many of us remember where we were when learning this information. i'm sure it will stick with him forever. and i'm frankly surprised he didn't know already.

NAURRR THE SLUDGE AND BLOOD nasty nasty evil

OH plot twist: paula is holding the manager with a knife to his throat… scully telling everyone to calm down. personally i would be not calm. she said “don’t get excited” but me? experiencing an active hostage situation at my place of work? i would be excited

NOOO the sheriff shot her and she fell into the feed conveyor belt processing… thing. sheriff i KNOW you are covering something up. you will not hide from me.

SHE GETS GULPED INTO THE FEED BELT THINGY GAGGG it’s giving the jungle by upton sinclair that caused many american 8th graders to confront the corruption of the meat industry

paula had gone to the doctor about headaches… like george!!! doctor had assumed the condition was stress induced. and they did have similar symptoms. 

treated them both with codine… ain’t that a bit strong?? this man doesn't seem to be a very good doctor, tbh. i mean i don't think the guy that works at the chicken plant to sew back on fingers needs to be an expert in everything but like. codine for headaches? umm girl.

mr. chaco of chaco’s chicken was paula’s grandfather… if i was a grandfather rich off of chicken money, my grandkids would not be working the processing line, let me tell u that much!

back to the agents: these two should not be looking as good as they do in a chicken processing plant. they had to really step it up today to compensate for the horrors of the set.

chicken man lives in a mansion. further evidence of corruption. paula, i would not have had you working in such conditions if i was your grandfather. there has been a deep wrong here, i can see already.

and he’s got a big hat and is feeding his chicken corn. not other chickens, like the feed he makes in his plant... seems he is aware of the ethical issues implied in his business. also, mulder with those weird ass glasses. 

cacho is going on about the subject of chickens. and how he built this town. he sure is taking an awful lot of credit for creating a town, pretty sure that's a team effort mr. chaco. he's also going on about how he thought george was trying to tear him down. 

AUTOPSY TIME!! rare degenerative disorder in da brain of paula. and scully has only seen it one other time back in med school because you can only really find it in an autopsy. nice work, doctor! <- i just typed “nice worm 🪱” so we'll let that stay for the added sense of whimsy it provides

but despite looking like a young girl fresh out of high school, paula was born in '48?! she was 47 years old. allegedly. this is not adding up. so they go on a quest to find her birth certificate and see what the truth is.

debrief in the car. so: odds are not great that she and george had the same very rare disease

during this discussion, our duo are run off the road by a chicken truck!!!! no! oh... he drove them into a river. mulder has shifted into rescue mode as the river is red with chicken gore. i feel someone might be distracting them and trying to get the body… (this was actually not the case i was just overly suspicious)

but more chicken drama: the driver had the same symptoms as george and paula! how can this be?!

“i just came up with a sick theory, mulder” (grabs her shoulder) “ooh, I’m listening” LMAOOOO this is sososo funny to me. yeah tell me ur sick theories scully you have my full attention.

GAG!! because it is both gross and shocking. her theory: what if someone put george’s body in the feed grinder, and then since it’s a prion disease, a chicken ate it, and someone ate a chicken, and it spread to the humans!!!! AHHHH! well that would be an epidemic, because they ship chickens out across the country… she glances knowingly, implying things could be very bad 

the river is filled with bird gore from the plant BLECH... who allows this??!! please say there are some modern regulations in place to prevent this being done irl.

mulder says he wants it dragged, thinking that maybe george is in there. and the sheriff is hesitant to do this. once again, i’m onto you, sheriff. i mean, a river full of chicken gore: it would be a good place to put a dead body.

and bam! a body is found. or rather. many many many bones. many bodies. and they are still going. damn.

so, we have a ton of bones. scully can put them into 9 distinct skeletons, one of which is in fact george. i love that she can do that, put the bones into distinct skeletons. she knows it's geroge from a pin in his femur!

“all of them share one, strange detail though” “well, they seem to have lost their heads” “… well, besides that” <- LMAOOOO idk why this was so funny to me... he really thought he picked up on something but he did Not.

here's the linking detail: all the bones are smooth and buffed like they have been polished. ??? who is polishing bones? it sure isn't me, i'll tell you that much. 

george’s wife is at the scene, learning her husband's body has been found, and she is sobbing. and the sheriff says “we’ll take care of you” now what does THAT mean? because it's not really sounding like the welcoming words of a man who is going to guide his neighbor through tragedy, and instead like there is something bigger at play here...

back at the plant, the doctor is mentioning another guy coming down “with the symptoms”…. omg. so this IS a known thing from the inside. mr. chaco knows but he isn’t doing anything about it!!!!! chicken dramaaaa goes crazy 

scully at the scene of all the bones, carrying a bucket of chicken. lmao. she is braver than me, for i would have gone vegan the first moment i set foot in chicken processing land.

mulder does some digging: 87 people have disappeared in the area in 50 years! that seems... a lot? and he thinks the same person or persons were responsible. he thinks they were EATEN!! boiled in a pot.

“they used similar evidence to prove cannibalism among on the Anasazi tribe of New Mexico” okay: 1. why do you know that 2. need to look into these allegations for myself and 3. Anasazi… that is the title of the next episode!!! what could this mean!! another cannibalism episode?!

scully is very sad to say that paula could have gotten sick from eating george :( girl I’m not convinced the chicken is clean put it down NOW 

cannibalism = eternal life? follow for more crazy mulder theories!

she puts aside the chicken……. good!

mr. chaco says “he’ll handle it” and george's wife doris arrives, saying she “can’t keep lying”… she says “she did it” (!!)

OH????? she... killed her husband? that is a bold thing to admit to.

“we’re gonna take good care of you”, says mr. chaco, which raises the question: are they a cannibal cult???? is that what he means when he mentions that he “built this town”???

now what the hell is going on. <- an interjection i stand by

mulder and scully are going to the courthouse to look at the papers and all the birth records are burnt!! doris calls mulder and says he’s afraid mr. chaco will kill her… they split up…. nooooo i hate splitting up!!! i watched so much scooby doo as a kid!

GASP! a guy in a mask like we saw at the very beginning of the episode is in doris' home!!! drumbeat playing while she screams…. overall, this is very not good, i wrote, referring to the use of Indigenous imagery for this murder, and also doris being murdered in the first place

scully at the scene of the murder ft. big ass flashlight. she gets in through the side door. gun: out. trench coat: open. looks: served. diagnosis: baby girl that could kill me, and i am respectful of the fact that she has this power yet refrains from using it on me.

mulder at mr. chaco’s house. mr. chaco has some… stuff in his home. including photos with Indigenous people and also bones. having human bones in your house, and especially on display, is not a good sign of ethics in play. and a skull. Oh! it says the skull is from a tribe in New Guinea... why tf does he have that. put it back???

at the back of chaco's parlor, we see a mysterious door. mulder is busting it open.

LORD ALMIGHTY, I DID NOT THINK THERE WOULD BE HEADS INSIDE??? HELLO???

so that must be where all of the heads that mulder noticed were missing have gone. they're sewn up sort of like shrunken heads. very spooky. once again, pour one out for the props department for such a creation.

noooo chaco is in the house with scully, who was investigating the call of doris. NOOOO HE KNOCKED HER OUT!!! this seriously needs to stop happening like i'm worried about the brain damage she is experiencing.

back to mulder cam. goodness. all of these heads. 

in a field now. doctor is serving some soup. to a bunch of people. who are eating around a big bonfire. do NOT tell me scully is in that meal....

she is not. YET! but he is bringing her over to be roasted. and they ate doris! chaco is yelling about turning on each other and how they were only supposed to eat outsiders. girl you shouldn't be eating anybody last time i checked. 

man in the mask shows up with an axe. and chaco is decapitated in front of scully. who is put into the decapitation thingy next. GIRL THIS IS FUCKED UP!!!

mulder on the scene, just in time. he shoots the dude in the mask.

“you alright?” he asks, brushing her hair back after lifting her out of the decapitation machine. my good friend, i would venture to guess that she is not quite alright at the moment!!! this will take an awful lot of unpacking!!!

sigh. but the tenderness of the near death experience. coming back to life in someone's arms. yeah i'll romanticize that.

TEA!!! the sheriff was the one under the mask!!!!!! i knew he was up to no good.

wrap up: chicken place shut down. unclear how many citizens of the town ate people. 27 have become ill with prion disease. chaco’s plane was shot down in 1947, and he spent 7 months with a cannibalistic tribe, and also he was born in 1902, so he was 93 at his death- so the cannibalism really WAS extending life. and we see some more feed being scooped to the chickens as scully says his remains have yet to be found. end scene.

HUH???? what in da hell. so what are we thinking kids…?

well, i'll tell you something: turns out i am afraid of cannibal cults, no matter how outlandish they seem! i guess when you get a villain or evil situation of the week show like this, you WILL learn exactly what kind of fear pushes your buttons. i can imagine almost nothing scarier than being led to the slaughter like scully was. seems a purposeful commentary on the meat industry, especially when taken in with the other meat episode this season.

so, if i were scully, i do think i would need to take a week or so off. but she is just built different than i am.

some things bugged me here. first of all, like i mentioned, you don't need to throw in Indigenous people to make a scary story. like is the thought of a bunch of arkansas cannibals not horrific enough? the scary was there!

second, i have not been doing a kidnapping count, but i feel that scully is getting the rough of the deal here. i believe in gender equality when it comes to characters being kidnapped. like, an even 1:1 ratio. why are we denying mulder his damsel in distress arc? does anyone think about how he would feel? how nice it would be to see scully burst in with a gun and shoot the fellow that was about to cannibalize him?

still, it is rare an episode actually spooks me, so i must give credit where it is due. even if it felt a little outlandish, your girl was frightened! scully needs a vacation now. i also thoroughly laughed at the sick theories line and his funny sunglasses.

it's funny to note, but i like the episodes that are either very silly and light hearted, or incredibly angsty the best. and that may seem contradictory, but you cannot tell me that one breath and humbug may be on opposite ends of the tone spectrum, but they are both objectively Perfect. i'll have to think more on why they are the best in my opinion, but i think honestly i would watch these two read the dictionary.

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Greedy Thoughts

-Tada.

-3591 words (longest yet)

-Hope you enjoyed this, I know the ending was a little cheesy, but I really tried and hopefully the next chapter will be more engaging and less sloppy. 

-I wanted to give a shoutout to @revenants-queen26 and @deadbydaylightaddict because these two were the ones to encourage me with writing more about a prompt that I didn’t even completely like at first. Thanks for the support, guys! :D

-Lmao I’m srry I forgot to @ you guys in the beginning, I guess I just wanted to get this post out there ;D 

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You landed on the ground with a thud. The sun bore down on you, making you perspire already. You looked to your left and there sat a supply bin, so you quickly ran over, opening it up. Just what you needed, a Prowler and shield cells. There was also a blue evo, which you greedily snatched. Good start to the game.

“Energy ammo here.” Octane said, pinging the small green box. He was outside of a house nearby looting a supply bin as well. You were only a few feet away.

“I need that.” Revenant growled, quickly appearing from the roof and jumping down. Upon impact, the ground rumbled a little as he grabbed at the ammo. “Don’t expect me to thank you.”

“Wasn’t planning on it, demonio-” Octane muttered under his breath but quickly stopped when he saw Revenant’s pure look of disgust on his face.

“How much time have you been spending with that bitch Loba?” he growled, taking a menacing step in the now worried-looking Legend’s direction. It seemed as if he hadn’t let go of what the kid had done to you the night before yet. Octane threw his hands up in an apologetic manner.

“Ay chico, sorry! Just a slip of the tongue!” he cried out. Revenant just snorted furiously before turning around and walking off in the direction of the nearest point of interest. Gunshots could be heard from that area, echoing off the rolling green hills of Olympus. How was he already done looting? 

Not wanting to get on his bad side, even though you weren’t sure if you already had from the second collision this morning, you briskly jogged after him. The loot wasn’t worth him having a grudge on you all game. You decided to walk in his shadow, making sure to keep a little distance as to avoid any more accidents. You stared at the back of his head; the sudden urge to walk beside him hit you like a wave. For some internal reason, you wanted to see his face so badly, and you didn’t even know why. Suddenly, you felt needy and began to crave for his attention. What if you just touched him ever so slightly…

You shook your head, no, of course not. What was wrong with you? Behind you, you heard Octane blurt out, “But I want to loot!” When neither of his teammates stopped, however, he just sighed loudly and followed a distance behind.

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There were people in the tall skyscraper in front of you, you were sure of it. Not only were there extremely loud footsteps, but there were also the occasional rounds of gunshots before quietness filled the space once more. Octane was quickly sneaking around the building, grabbing loot as he went. You briskly followed after Revenant, who was deathly quiet and heading for the open set of doors located at the front of the building. He obviously didn’t approve of his other teammate wandering off, but he seemed content enough having you as back up. Or a shield. You quickly gulped down your worries. No, he wouldn’t do that to you, would he? He paused, and you had to quickly stop yourself before you ran into him again. ‘Head in the game’ you told yourself. ‘this isn’t the time to get lost in thought.’

A few seconds passed and he didn’t move. What was he doing? But just as you had begun to open your mouth, gunshots rang from a few floors up, and Revenant burst into the lobby area. You followed in a flurry behind him as he began marching up the stairs. You realized the other teams were engaged in battle at the moment, so they most likely wouldn’t hear the third party. Smart. Octane was still wandering around outside, though, which made you frown.

By the time you two had made it to the second floor, you were struggling to get past all the deathboxes, which littered the ground. It began to stink of blood and sweat, making you slightly nauseous. Nothing you hadn’t experienced before, though. “What a massacre..” Revenant muttered, taking it all in with his LEDs. “I love it.” His words sent chills down your spine, making you feel both uncomfortable and safe at the same time. Was that possible?

You guys were definitely closer to the fighting now; the ceiling was shaking from pounding footsteps and things being thrown around, and the lights were rattling and flickering on and off. Shouts were heard as well, making you nervous. “Crouch and be silent.” Revenant suddenly demanded as he fell to the ground and continued up the stairs, now crawling. You obeyed, staying quiet and copying likewise. He reached the top of the stairwell, slowly inching his head up to peer into the next floor. The fighting was near, but still slightly muffled, and you didn’t know what to expect next. Was someone going to blow his head off? You held your breath, but when he indicated to continue, you exhaled with relief and continued after him.

You emerged on the third floor and gasped ever so slightly at what you saw. There were deathboxes everywhere. Blood stains coated the walls, half-destroyed defenses were left to waste. Everything stank like death and destruction. The fighting was still happening, but it was all down a different side hallway that you noticed a little ways down the corridor. There was a miniature gap in the wall that led down an even smaller corridor before reaching a pair of doors. You tilted your head and were able to make out blurred movements through the humidified glass. You watched as Revenant carefully stepped over a deathbox, huddling up against the edge of the wall that led down the corridor and to those same doors.

Suddenly, the doors bursted open, and you were expecting the worst, but no one emerged. Instead, the fighting just became louder. You gasped, hurrying to get over to where Revenant was, but stumbled over the deathbox obstructing your path. You fell forward, landing right in front of the view of the doors. You watched as someone darted across from behind the doors as Mad Maggie followed, her Havoc spitting in their direction. 

She cursed, looking in your direction. At first she hadn’t recognized you as human, probably assuming you were a deathbox, and looked away. But after a shocked double-take, she growled, pointing her gun at your head. You yelped as everything happened at once. Hands pulled you back as shots were taken, and you watched as they embroided the rug where you had just been. It took you a second to realize where you were, but as you looked down, your face grew hot. A metal claw held your side, keeping you pressed up against the simulacrum’s body. His legs stretched out on either side of you, indicating he was now in a sitting position. 

His other hand produced his tactical, which you watched him chuck at the door. You heard Mad Maggie screech as it hit her, and the doors abruptly shut as the fighting continued. After a second, Revenant growled down at you. “You need to be more careful skinsuit, or you’re going to end up like all the others.” He indicated at the deathboxes surrounding you both, and you gulped deeply.

There was a moment of silence. You felt his artificial lungs and heart as they did their work, pumping things through his body to keep him going. The temptation was becoming too overwhelming. You looked up. He was staring right back down at you, his LEDs wavering slightly. Seconds, which felt like minutes, passed by as you stared into each other's eyes, and it felt as if time itself seemed to slow and come to a halt. You felt the beating of his heart speed up slightly, and you couldn’t help but blush a little. 

You felt his metallic fingers run across your cheek as he gently stroked. Yes, that was what you had been longing for. You sighed into his fingers, closing your eyes and resting your head on his chest. He cupped the side of your face, his claws drawing circles near your hairline. He was enjoying himself as much as you were. His rubbing pace sped up and then slowed again, then repeated. He was playing with you. You purred ever so slightly, causing him to pause before continuing, this time his claws pressing harder into your skin, but not so hard to where it hurt. 

You twitched. He reacted by beginning to toy a little with your hair with his free hand. Wrapping your strands around his finger and then unwinding them before repeating. After a few moments of this, he began itching your scalp with his long, sharp fingers. He was overstimulating you mentally and physically, and, to your embarrassment, you let a little moan escape your mouth, to which he responded with eagerness to continue pleasing you. So relaxing-

“Amigos! I found you!” Octane shouted out as he emerged from the stairwell. You jumped and Revenant quickly withdrew his hands. You snapped back to reality as Revenant began growling angrily, and you realized that you no longer heard gunshots. In fact, it had been almost completely quiet for awhile now that you had thought about it. 

“You idiot!” Revenant whisper-yelled, but it was too late. The door to your right burst open, and out emerged a team. Revenant was up in a second, both throwing his recharged tactical at the enemies and shoving you back with his free hand. His silencer caught them off guard, giving him time to pull out his gun. Within a second, shots began to fire.

Yelping, you darted past Octane and down the stairs as he rushed in to assist Revenant in battle. You felt bad for not helping, but then again, what were you going to do at the moment? You had to regain yourself. And plus, Revenant had pushed you back, wasn’t that a sign to get the hell out of there? You tucked yourself away in a corner, pulling out your gun. You had to get the battle down here, where there was more room to fight.

As if your request was answered, Octane suddenly retreated, pulling out a shield cell and charging himself with it. “Octane!” you called out. He looked over at you. Good, you had his attention. “Go up behind the team and try getting them down a level.” He cocked his head in obvious confusion but shrugged.

“We have nothing else to lose chica, so sure.” he said, stimming and running past you. He was smart; he was going to use the zipline, which would bring him up behind the enemies. Revenant appeared after a moment, using a Phoenix kit and cursing. Gibraltar stumbled down the stairs after him, shield in hand, but you had the advantage since he hadn’t seen you yet. Aiming, you sprayed your Prowler, catching his side completely and downing him.

“That’s one.” Revenant growled out. Was that approval you heard in his voice? Or pride? Nonetheless, the enemy team abruptly spilled out the stairwell. Horizon used her tactical to fly off the side of the balcony, which opened up on the floor, with both Gibraltar, herself and-

You felt chills run down your spine as Ash turned back for a split second to lock eyes with you. Her LEDs bore holes into your eyes, making you squirm on the spot. But in a moment, they were gone, and you were able to breathe slightly normal again. Revenant must have not noticed, because he set up his totem, saying, “C’mon.” without a further word and chasing after the escaping team, his body now morphed with black smoke. Octane sprinted down the stairs a second later, drawing your attention to his glowing green body. He had definitely loaded up on stim.

“Sorry it took so long, chica, I had to grab a better shield from one of those deathboxes.” he said, winking. “Couldn’t pass that offer.” You rolled your eyes as he touched the totem, sprinting after Revenant with the same haunting look the ultimate had given to both of your teammates. Gunshots could be heard below, and you sighed, standing up on wobbly legs. You slowly made your way over to the totem, but a whooshing sound interrupted your walking, making you turn around. 

Before you could even process what was happening, you had been pinned to the ground by Ash, who smirked at your now-panicked expression. Her metal legs pinned down yours, and her sword was pressed menacingly against your neck. She quickly whacked your gun out of your hands, which were both free but couldn’t do anything to save you at this moment. “Ah, it seems the prey has finally been captured by the predator.” she said in a prideful voice, despite her monotone expression.

“What do you want from me?” you muttered through semi-clenched teeth. You tried to sound menacing, but you still believed the simulacrum could sense your inner fear. Her expression had been proud, but it quickly contorted into annoyance.

“What do I want from you?” she scorned down at you, her LEDs quivering angrily. “I want you to stay away from that murderbot you seem so attached to.” So it was about Revenant! Why though? Did she secretly like him or something? You obviously didn’t want to interfere with that. But as you thought to yourself, did you really? Or did you want Revenant for yourself?

“But I-” you tried to explain, but Ash just pressed the blade down harder, producing a line of pain that burned your neck. You had to be bleeding.

“No ‘buts’, I’m giving you a heeding before I really do make you wish you had never even spoken to that simulacrum.” she spat. “As for now, I will punish you. A quick and painless death is far less than what you deserve, but since I’m in a merciful mood, I’ll do you this favor.” Her eyes glowed with fire it seemed as she spoke, and you just prayed that if she was going to do it, it would just be over quickly. “Now, hold still.”

She stood up, and even though she had told you otherwise, you tried to scramble towards your gun. It was no use though. She pressed her rod for a foot onto your chest with surprising force, pushing you back onto the ground and knocking the air out of you. You grimaced on impact as something internally snapped and produced a load of pain. As she aimed her blade for your neck, you just closed your eyes in defeat. It wasn’t worth watching anyways. On the plus side, at least once you died, you would be able to rest for the remainder of the day…in the infirmary where they would take care of your once-decapitated form. You frowned, but thus was the life of a Legend.

A moment passed, and then there was a grunt and a loud thud that shook the floor beneath you. Your eyes flew open as the pressure on your chest was suddenly removed. You quickly sat up, hunching over slightly and holding your neck, which was not bleeding fatally but was still wounded. Revenant was in front of you, looming over Ash’s crumpled state on the floor. You had zoned out slightly, so you took a moment to regain yourself before catching what he was saying to her. “-and if you ever touch her again, you’re gonna wish you were never given a second chance at life.” you heard Revenant say before grabbing her and throwing her into the wall to his right. She hit it with a thud, and as she slid to the floor, some of the wall’s plaster came off with her.

You winced; wasn’t that a little harsh? But then again, she had just threatened you with death. You watched as Revenant grabbed his gun, aiming it at her head. You didn’t want to watch, but you couldn’t help but notice as Ash lifted her head to look at you, her LEDs boring into your soul. It was such a look filled with loathing and maliciousness that you had to look away. The echo of the gunshot filled the room as Revenant finished her, and the sound of her deathbox hitting the floor made you shiver.

A few seconds of silence passed, but you broke it with your sudden coughing fit. Blood dribbled from your mouth; great, now you were internally bleeding somehow. You listened as Revenant walked over briskly, kneeling down in front of you. His frame was humongous compared to yours, but he still somehow managed to get his face inches from yours. He quickly scanned over you before muttering, “I’ll kill her over and over again for this.”

Your breathing became slightly labored; she probably broke a rib or two. However, you thought back to what she had said to you, how she wanted you to stay away from Revenant. Doing what she did definitely didn’t tilt her scales in his favor, and plus, you didn’t even know if he liked Ash to begin with. Then again, you weren’t all up in the daily gossip and reports about the Apex Legends, so you wouldn’t know.

You two stayed there hunched over on the floor for what seemed like an hour before Revenant stood up. “I know it hurts but the ring is closing and I have to get this idiot back in the game before it’s too late.” Revenant said in a quiet voice, growling at the end. You noticed the little banner icon poking out of his hand, which he stuffed somewhere behind him.

You attempted to stand, but the pain in your side swelled up and shocked you, sending you back to the floor as you cried out. Revenant stared down at you, and you couldn’t tell if he was worried or disappointed. Nevertheless, you didn’t care to check. The pain was slowly making its way around your middle section, affecting everything it touched.

You groaned, waving at the simulacrum. “Go.” you muttered, gripping your side. “I-I can’t walk.” You knew the consequences of staying. You would burn to a crisp outside the ring, but you didn’t care. The suicide sounded better than the suffering you were currently going through. At this point, it felt like your broken rib was stabbing one of your lungs or something, which it probably was. Now that the adrenaline had just about worn off, all the pain was hitting you at once.

Revenant didn’t say anything for a few seconds, he just seemed to be thinking. But after a moment he leaned down towards you. You were confused until his arms gently wrapped around you, picking you up. You hissed in pain as your side bopped his chest, but otherwise his hold on you was semi-comfortable. He was practically cradling you, one hand holding your shoulder and balancing you, the other gripping your, well, butt. You felt your cheeks flush a little at this thought, but the pain washed over you, making your face pale again.

When he didn’t move, you looked up at him. He was staring at you, like he had been the night before, a mix of emotions filtering through his LEDs. As much as you would’ve loved this any other time, the pain was continuing to increase, and you broke eye contact as your side throbbed once more. Without a sound, Revenant began down the flight of stairs, careful not to let you move in case the pain would increase. Out the doors of the building he went, leaving the closing ring behind, leaving the massacre behind, leaving their soon-to-be worst rival behind, where she would sit dead until after the game.

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Despite the burden you had now become, Revenant had to completely control himself from acting out. He was so tempted to thrust his face into yours, to smell you, your contents, and to hear you. Just the sound of your heartbeat picking up from earlier gave him chills. And your ass, oh, how he wanted to squeeze it and make you react, just to get a noise from you. The way you had moaned earlier, he had replayed it over and over in his head. He wanted more of it. In fact, he wanted to hear all of it. 

He could see it now, you underneath him, begging for mercy as he drove into you like a mad man deprived of sex. Oh, how he wanted to feel what it was like to be inside of you. Having your walls close around his length gave him sheer delight at the prospect. It was a goal, a want, a need. He wanted all of his senses filled only by you. Oh, how he craved you. 

But he snapped out of his thoughts as you whimpered a little in his arms. He looked down to see you sleeping fervently, and it seemed as if you were in a nightmare, as you scowled and grabbed at his arm in your sleep. He nudged your head slightly with his, and if that had been the remedy to it all, you un-tensed and continued sleeping peacefully. How silly it was, the most deadliest and malicious Legend in the entire of the games carrying a vulnerable little sheep like you. He was the wolf, and instead of devouring you, he would claim you as his own. 

No matter what, he would make you his.

[spinningbuster98]

Hello guys what's up it's ya boi here and in this video we'll be talking about how Sonic and Sega have devolved into nothing but trend chasers and have sold their soul for nothing more than monetary gain, thus becoming nothing more than money gobblers with no passion!

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It's here! A (somewhat) dramatic reading of the first chapter of Bound Blood. If you'd like to follow along to the original fanfic, you can find it here. Additionally, I have added a transcript for the opening + outro under the cut. Please enjoy!

Intro Transcript: Narrator, somewhat deep tone: Warning! This fic contains: canon-typical violence, harsh language unbefitting of small children, brie mentions of nudity, and what I can only assume will be piss poor imitations of canon characters. Listener discretion is advised.

Narrator, lighter tone: A quick reminder: This fic is not sponsered by SquareSpace, Naturebox, Nord VPN, nor Raid: Shadow Legends. Thank you for listening.

Narrator: Bound Blood, Chapter one: Sharing Is Not Caring

*intro music*

Outro Transcript:

Jordan (me!), not doing any voice: *clicks tongue* Well, alright, that brings us to the end of Bound Blood, chapter one. I'd like to take a moment to thank everyone who {pause for brain loading} responded to the original fic when I posted it, ages ago. Everyone that left comments, or reblogged it

Jordan, cont.: This has been one of my favorite stories to write- {flustered, faster} and I know I haven't finished it yet! {chuckle} and I do feel pretty bad about that

Jordan, cont: Um, and I think about it all the time though. Um, {mic makes a noise}, it's, it's just one of my favorites, there's a lot of fun, zany dialogue or whatever, just unhinged maiden as, uh, as {pause, small laugh} Rufus (referring to @lepusrufus , who was very nice when I started writing this story} likes to call them.

Jordan, after a beat, realizing they misspoke: Um... okay, well technically 'unhinged maiden' usually {read: basically always} refers to Nicole, but we were talking about - back in the day - about just the idea of Cassandra with someone who's unhinged, feral, etc... um, and yeah, just one of my favorite characters to write, and it's so fun

Jordan, cont: and I know I'm not the best at doing voiceovers, voice acting, that sort of thing, um, and {amused} my recording setup is also not exactly professional. Uh, but it's been a lot of fun. I know I'm out of practice, but I, uh, hope it was nice to listen to, if anyone stuck around this long... you know, thanks!

Jordan, cont.: I hope you enjoyed! I don't know if I'll end up doing another one of these, uh, I'd like to at some point, for sure. Um, it is, uh, time consuming. {laughs}. Uh, but again, it's really fun, so... yeah, I hope you enjoyed, thanks for listening, and uh, if you want to support me, there are links in my masterlist on my blog. So, uh, yeah! I hope you guys have a wonderful rest of your day, and I will... perhaps see you next time.

Jordan, giving a shoutout: Also real quick wanna give a shoutout to @melthedwarf for being a lovable ray of sunshine and one of my most consistent supporters, you're great. {voice getting higher and faster} this is my voice, saying your name, woo-hoo!

END RECORDING.

[ambreiiigns]

Ok then now tell me about these sk8 big and little boyfriends? I'm interested by the distinction of big and little, you know? :P

ok after Thee category 5 doubleblack moment and watching tristamp w my brother i'll answer this sk8 ask. then i'll go look at deathnote images saved to my phone to complete the collection of anime i care about

so you will never believe me but sk8. is about. a bunch. of skater boys. we have langa who moves to japan from canada after his dad dies bc his mom's japanese. him and his dad used to do snowboarding together but langa got lowkey depressed after his death and doesn't feel much passion for snowboarding anymore. plus he lives in beachy town now so it'd be impossible anyway

he meets reki there tho. and Oh reki is just like. the sun. they're in class together but didn't really talk (langa doesn't talk much) but they bump into each other while reki's out skating and he gets langa to try it and it just. goes downhill from there

reki takes him to S !!! which is this like super secret skaterz place that opens at night on some mountain where they have races and place bets and stuff. long story short langa finds that Spark he's missed ever since his dad died in reki and skateboarding - as in, yeah sure skating's fun but it's reki that makes his heart beat fast and not the adrenaline or whatever. it's not Skating itself that makes him happy but it's skating With Reki. they're so fucking SWEET. they have a bit of a fight halfway thru the series bc reki has some inferiority complex and langa almost loses the Spark again. it's really sweet. at some point he vaguely talks to his mom abt this fight and she assumes it's about a girl he likes so she asks him. "you LIKE this person don't you" and langa BLUSHES HE'S SO CUTE and says yeah :// so she hypes him up to go talk things out and says. good lird. "show her she's a lucky girl!!" and langa. i am quoting word for word. answers. "what girl." gay people real

and those ^ are the little boyfriends. now the BIG boyfriends ugh !! unsufferable. you got kojiro aka joe and kaoru aka cherry and we meet them at s. in fact they FOUNDED s when they were teens along w adam who's the bad guy in this show and i want him dead. joe is. built like a brickhouse and mildly italian ?? he runs a restaurant during the day and the Gang meets up there a lot he's the sweetest in the world and worries and helps the kids anytime he can i adore him. cherry's gnc af (you're insane) he's pretty as fuck and had a Punk Phase as a kid where he had a couple of piercings and emo bangs and NO ONE has ever looked better EVER but he's Mean but still Cares. when they met adam back in the day him & cherry had a lil somethin somethin going on but he ended up dumping them Both for being boring bc he's insane. i don't wanna talk abt him. so that leaves cherry & joe alone again - which is cool. they've been together since preschool they're the type to bicker and talk shit 24/7 while still always being glued to each other. they're so Horny but they won't fuck. everyone at s wonts them carnally. the kids (by this i mean reki & langa but mostly miya who's like a little shit pro skater they picked up along the way) (shoutout to the icp clown rockstar legend shadow who's the 6th and final member of The Gang) call them mom and dad Frequently and they call the gang "The Kids" an incriminating amount of times (they accidentally adopted two 16yos one 14yo and one 24yo. at age 26)

realizing i don't Know how to explain joe & cherry you kinda just have to witness them. there's this bit where cherry's explaining to The Kids how adam does one of his moves so he skates right up to joe and says "Hello..." in a. weird fucking tone and joe hisses back "You're Too Close!!!" threatheningly like he's gonna fuckin Jump him. there's this other bit during THEE beach episode where joe's flirting w some ladies (he's a manwhore) and miya grabs him pretends that he's his dad and tells him that Mommy's mad !! pointing at cherry who's like napping sexily. and joe actually looks at him and like fuckin whimpers and blushes like a virgin and all he can say for himself is THAT IS NOT YOUR MOM !!!! hello. what was that. also there's the bit where adam fuckin slams his board across cherry's face (?!?!?!?) and joe picks him up like a princess (which he calls him sometimes. princess and pinky and the likes) and gets him to the hospital and THEN cherry sneaks out of the hospital to go to joe's restaurant and falls asleep there and joe looks at him sooo tenderly and says something like "at least we aren't alone right kaoru?" and it's Sweet bc cherry has troubles sleeping but he feels safe enough to sleep around joe..... don't u wanna scream

here look at them. the kids the parents the squad

[tsunflowers]

looked through the replies and did some number crunching to see what the people agree is deeply bisexual media

coming in at number one we have hades by supergiant! 15 people agree hades is very bisexual in nature. second and third are also video games. 12 people believe that the metal gear series has bi vibes and 11 people say the same about dragon age 2. and from there we get fewer people agreeing per series but shoutout to the 7 people loving the bisexual energy of what we do in the shadows

6 people all chimed in to say that these series are bi: netflix castlevania, ace attorney, gekkan shoujo nozaki-kun, and star trek (three of those six votes were specifically for deep space nine)

5 people sense an inherent bisexuality in these series: jojo's bizarre adventure, the yakuza series, and kaizoku sentai gokaiger

4 people think these series do things bi the book: stardew valley, pokemon, and full metal alchemist: brotherood

3 people agree the bisexuality jumped out from these series: the mummy, splatoon, the saw franchise, pacific rim, sonic the hedgehog, resident evil (with one vote specifically naming resident evil village), megamind, and the owl house

and last but not least, they say that bi means 2 and 2 people named each of these series as having a bisexual vibe: homestuck, the sims, guilty gear, the pretty cure franchise, the legend of zelda franchise, venom, leverage, vanitas no carte, ultrakill, kamen rider drive, kamen rider build, sailor moon, final fantasy vii, ai: the somnium files, val-11 hall-a, garo, revolutionary girl utena, yamada and the seven witches, and torchwood

plus there's a long list of series that are near and dear to only one reblogger's bisexual or bi ally heart and I love that for you guys

can you reblog and tag with some examples of media you think are particularly bisexual. doesn't matter if it's bc you think all the characters are bi, or bc it speaks to you as a bisexual bc characters of all genders are equally appealing, or bc it just has an unidentifiable bisexual vibe

[pokefan1241]

WAIT I DIDNT REALIZE YOU DID THE. ok 1 8 23 24 25 HI

HIII PERI HI. swallows all the numbers flawlessly mid air 1.favorite type ok can i be weird for a second. i LOVE using normal types in playthroughs and they usually have such Animal designs and fun diverse movepools (ESPECIALLY through tms. basically all of those dudes can learn thunderbolt or shadow ball it's so epic) i think a lot of normal types tend to be pretty overlooked (understandably) but i love just grabbing pokemon ive never used before and running with them just to see how they fare in casual gameplay and ive grown really attached to a lot of normal types through that. also return is like my favorite move ever and full power return + stab is so satisfying (why did they get rid of my boy fuck you sw/sh)

8. least favorite gym leader juan. literally THE most forgettable guy im sorry you will never be as cool as wallace. not even the devs cared about him like can we talk about the fact that his overworld sprite in emerald is just a slightly altered version of steven's bc that shit makes me lose it every time ITS SO FUNNY. honorable mention goes to all the forgettable kanto gym leaders (erika blaine etc)

23. favorite music track from a pokemon game OH YEA WOWHWOW YEYEA WOAH YEAH genuinely impossible for me to remember all of my favorites but i will compile some bangers slumbering weald. awoo woo woo etc eterna forest driftveil city. of course. a focking groove. i need to listen to the b/w ost again i know theres more bangers on there that im forgetting boutique theme from x/y i dont know whyu this one is such a bop but it really goes hard purification chamber from xd its literally such a vibe also cipher peon battle theme. wait how could i forget miror b's theme from xd also the classic iconic theme of all time. primal dialga fight theme my beloved (just imagine i put every song from pmd sky here)

24. your favorite team of pokemon you’ve ever had  I LOVE THESE GUYS. from a nuzlocke i never finished. this run made me appreciate watchhog for the first time (callback to my rant about normal types <3) and also swoobat

OH AND THESE DUDES!!! alsofrom a nuzlocke (variant where you pair each pokemon up with another and can only swap between the two) i actually finished this one.

(there are many more. too many to screenshot. i also loved my original ultra sun team i think i drew them all one time. also my legends arceus team was kind of a banger. also shoutout to my first diamond team as a kid which consisted of an overleveled empoleon, a staraptor from the safari zone, and the toys r us event shaymin lol)

25. favorite design of a pokemon god. this one is so hard i dont wanna just rehash favs ive already listed so im just gonna point out some cool guys: -scolipede. looks like a bug that you could ride into battle what more could you want -appletun, i know some people dont like the food pokemon but appletun has some of the coziest vibes imaginable they are literally an apple pie how could you be mad -sawsbuck's design has really grown on me over time they kinda went off with the winter form -OBSTAGOON ALSO GREW ON ME i hated it when it was first revealed but theyre one of my favs now -shaymin my friend shaymin. land form in particular is literally so marketable (i am the target demographic) -archeops?? looks so fucking cool? ive never used one in game bc of the shitty ability which is a shame bc i adore the design

(pokemon ask game)

[welcome-to-the-cafe]

SHANG-CHI AND THE LEGEND OF THE TEN RINGS (2021)

shang-chi and the legend of the ten rings is an american superhero film directed by destin daniel cretton, starring simu liu, awkwafina, meng'er zhang, fala chen, michelle yeoh, tony leung, and like...a ton of other large-named individuals...

jk this is not a review this is just a loose collection of comments on the movie, which i watched this weekend, in a theater.

actually no spoilers below.

disclaimers:

i have very limited context re: marvel and other superhero franchises

also even though i watched this movie a day ago, i remember basically nothing

comments:

ah yes, yet another evil organization manipulating the world from the shadows

shocked by how romantic that fight scene between xu wenwu and ying li was

i appreciate when a superhero movie has the hero hail from SF or LA or literally anywhere that isn't NYC; west coast represent

also appreciate all the kung-fu movie posters in shaun's place. i love when american movies do shoutouts to asian martial arts movies.

re: "shaun" - ah yes, bland-name anglicization

whenever i saw awkwafina on screen, i kept thinking "oh it's awkwafina" instead of "oh it's katy"

i feel like the character katy was made for this movie, like they wanted to put awkwafina in the movie so they just made up a character for her to play.

absolutely loved that oldboy-homage from-the-side baddie mowdown in the bus

i really love the whole "best friend throws aside everything to help out their friend" trope. i mean. it's kind of bad. but it's heartwarming whenever it happens. (e.g. in vol. 1 of ajin with kaito and kei nagai, in the lord of the rings with samwise gamgee and frodo baggins)

also i like that shang-chi and katy are actually just friends. they are just pals. nothing straight is happening over here.

i did like that scene with katy's family, where people are speaking in both english and chinese. i liked katy's grandma and the whole qingming festival grave gifts thing

i love xu xialing (shang-chi's sister), but... why do badass asian women almost always have bob cuts? i'm having flashbacks to rinko kikuchi as mako mori in pacific rim. brb, looking up "asian women in action movies with bob cuts" ...yes, note also: faye valentine in cowboy bebop, motoko kusanagi in ghost in the shell, and sun bak in sense8

i wish i had more context re: marvel bc i want to know who the asian portal guy is... (he shows up a few times)

that whole scaffolding fight scene - cover your eyes if you're afraid of heights, i guess - i don't think it was a good idea for them to leave the inside of the building for the scaffolding, but, well. it made for a good fight scene.

morris the dijiang/hundun was really cute! usually i associate chinese mythological creatures with words like "majestic," "beautiful," and "terrifying"...but wow! cute!

i'm kind of losing steam here i don't know what else to say

oh yeah, i almost cheered when i saw michelle yeoh on screen. sorry, i love her.

idk how chinese the clothing is. it seems really colorful. does it look like it's from a particular part of china? if someone has like, an article on that, i would be interested.

also i was surprised to not hear any cantonese despite this movie being partially set in macau.

oh i should probably talk about tony leung as wenwu. idk what to say. sensitive and powerful portrayal of a villain as just an old man consumed by grief.

i appreciate that bit where wenwu (who is really old) says to an old white-hared dude, "i've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice." i think that might have been lost in translation.

weird thought: ying li and wenwu have maybe a thousand-year age difference. mayfly-december romance.

if any analyses come out about like, what kung fu styles the martial arts are based on, i would be into that. send them my way. my only uneducated comment is that the fight styles of ta lo seem kind of airbendy. like the way the foot sweeps out in a circle. also the swirling leaves effects.

i'm also curious about xialing's style. with and without the rope dart. oh man, the rope dart...i feel like it was used in super unrealistic ways...but it looks really cool.

i really like how the rings are used in fight scenes. honestly they actually seem pretty...authentic? like there's something genuinely chinese kung-fu about them. like southern chinese maybe?

also liked the hook swords the ten rings mooks use. i don't think i've seen them very much (i think jet from avatar: the last airbender uses them?). they're not used in very cool ways though (the hook-ness of the swords is used a lot less than the sword-ness)

this isn't an asian film, but most of the cast is east asian. i wonder how china feels about this film. like how do chinese people feel about the casting etc.?

the water vfx were very impressive. fun fact: shang-chi had no less than 11 vfx companies involved in its production

also there are mid-credit and post-credit scenes that i thought were worth watching

i feel like this movie could have been better, but also i didn't expect better. i don't really know what to expect from superhero movies in general. i wasn't paying much attention to how good the movie actually was because i was just busy being dazzled by the visual effects and the fight scenes and so on.

bonus xu xialing because i couldn’t resist

and a few other asian action babes with bob cuts for comparison

hey, it’s a thing.

[incandescent-eden]

STORY MASTERLIST

A (not so) comprehensive list of all the things I write about, all of which are subject to change at any given time because I do a lot of refactoring!

LOOOOONG POST INCOMING I write... a LOT, and I have... MANY projects :) Feel free to ask me about any of them! :)

With love <3 Continue reading below the cutoff if you want to know the basic rundown of my worlds and works!

ANGELVERSE:

This universe encompasses all of the angels and demons I like to focus on. Works in the angelverse will likely be about Faraday (formerly known as Efrem), a demon lieutenant, Ezekiel, a young angel, the archangel Uriel, or angel Raguel / angel Sophia (their stories are intertwined).

The main concept I have on Angelverse surrounds Faraday, who has grown into himself as a demon and made something of himself. He finds it impossible to shake who he was before. The question comes up during an important meeting between Heaven and Hell of whether he is truly Faraday or Efrem, his own self that he has shakily become, or the self he inherited from being his father’s son. There’s also brotherly angst between Faraday and Ezekiel, who refuses to let go of the past. (If you look at my old works tagged ‘ezekiel,’ you’ll see Ezekiel used to be a part of Faraday/his ‘ideal’ self, which is why new Ezekiel, separate from Faraday, reads so differently.)

The Raguel and Sophia stories are also closely linked to characters Andromeda and possibly Zachariah. Andromeda’s father runs a cult and has captured an angel in his attic. When Andromeda finds the angel (Sophia), her otherwise “normal” life is thrown into disarray as she starts unraveling threads about her father’s actions as a cult leader. If Zachariah is to be a part of it, he would be living with Andromeda’s family, having run away from his past.

Prominent characters in Angelverse include: Faraday, Uriel, Ezekiel, Stena, Michael, Ramiel, Raguel, Sophia, Zachariah, Ambriel, Ruhiel, Gabriel, Raphael, Luci, Bee, Sasha, Saoirse, and Heather. With the exception of Sophia, all names ending with “el” are angels, while the rest are demons. Also, I say prominent, but like half of these characters are from a bygone era (2018 when I first created them).

TW/CW for heavy religious (Christian) imagery, emotional abuse, violence, transphobia mentions and cult talk. Additional content warning because I tend to write angels as LGBT, but I recognize that some people are not comfortable with this affiliation with Christianity.

LUXTRURA (NOTE: LUXTRURA IS ON PERMANENT HIATUS):

Luxtrura is the name of a fictional country in ye olde European fantasy style, and I haven’t thought of a title for the WIP yet, so I mainly tag it ‘luxtrura’ or ‘luxtruran trio.’ This WIP is a fantasy / dystopian / political intrigue about an uprising in the kingdom of Luxtrura run by an inexperienced king and corrupt nobles all vying for the crown.

Luxtrura (at the current moment) follows the life of His Majesty Devron Fharren, the Eighth Fharren King, who inherited the crown by kingdom decrees at the age of 21. Unlike most kings, Devron has only had seven years of proper royal tutelage on statecraft, having only been named heir to the throne when he was 14. He soon finds he has inherited a kingdom that has been deeply wounded, that his people hate him, and that he has few allies among his own country’s nobles, his friends, and neighboring royalty. Revolution is brewing, and he has a choice to make: to claim his birthright or to help his people.

Prominent characters include: Devron Fharren, Eden Barison, Mili Starr, Plumeria Rwalke, Lilia Tao, Rassaya Tao, Andrea (a mysterious stranger who gives only her first name), Jakob Fiyre, Cordelia Fiyre, Liseline Fiyre, Sonja, and Orange and Rouse (the dragons).

TW/CW for violence, sexual assault mentions, transphobia mentions, political talk, blatant classism, and death.

GLOWING EYES:

A “what-if” scenario where Victor Frankenstein and Dorian Gray had met and become friends and also Frankenstein wasn’t a man and was named Viola and was not a pleb weakling like Victor. Also Dorian Gray is fat because I said so.

This story reimagines the Frankenstein and Dorian Gray cast as students in their final year of the prestigious University of Ingolstadt, with Frankenstein having returned from a year off during which she was suspended for [redacted] reasons. The vibe we’re going for is dark academia, but I don’t think they ever actually do any learning?

Prominent characters include: Viola Frankenstein, Dorian Gray, Elizabeth Lavenza, Henry Clerval, Basil Hallward, Deukalion, and special shoutout to Justine Moritz and Sibyl Vane because I didn’t want to put them in, but they definitely deserved better in the source material.

TW/CW for death, violence, toxic/obsessive relationships, grave-robbing, body part mentions (eyes, limbs, etc), and mentions of the Devil. Basically, if it was a concerning part of either the Frankenstein or Dorian Gray stories, it will still be concerning.

Fun fact, there is a Glowing Eyes playlist that I am NOT too ashamed to share with the public! :D

HELEN OF LEGEND:

A retelling of the Helen of Sparta story that explores Helen’s thoughts and motivations. Who was the woman behind the face that launched a thousand ships? And did she ever even want those ships to be launched? (Spoiler alert: the answer is no.)

Helen of Legend gets pretty heavy handed because I get really mad about people lauding the Greeks as the end all be all of culture, and I’m still really mad about how people dress Millie Bobby Brown up like she’s 25-40, so make of that what you will.

On the bright side, Helen of Legend is a sapphic retelling!

Prominent characters include: Helen, Leda, Menelaus, Clytemnestra, Penelope, Theseus, Aphrodite, Paris, Cassandra, Hector, and Hecuba.

TW/CW for misogyny, implied past sexual assault, sexual assault mentions, mentions of spousal and emotional abuse, people being generally creepy about bodies, people being creepy toward children (Theseus), cities burning, subtle classism, and death.

OF DANCERS AND DREAMERS:

A musical about Anne-Marie, a non-binary Vietnamese lesbian born into a wealthy family, and Jules, a Tunisian baker’s daughter who is working her way into the Paris ballet. Anne-Marie wants to be a designer, but their mother, Mme Trinh, has other plans. The year is 1884, and it was hard for the Trinh family, as immigrants, to establish their foothold in society, and Mme Trinh will not have her child throw away the family’s hard work. One day, while at the ballet, Anne-Marie becomes smitten with Jules, a ballerina with the most dazzling smile. They find solace in sharing their passions with one another and become friends, each eventually realizing they have fallen for the other in a time that is unfriendly to both of them.

Prominent characters include: Anne-Marie, Jules, Victor, Mme Trinh, and Amandine.

TW/CW for subtle homophobia, classism, mental illness, and parental guilt tripping/emotional toxicity.

THE LYRE EFFECT:

A play about life after death, and what it means to live and love. This play follows Patroclus upon his death, desperate to return to Achilles. He meets the reluctant Eurydice, embittered by decades alone in limbo halfway between life and death. Together, they almost throw someone off a boat (is it really murder if they’re already dead?) and have a chance to tell their stories, stepping out from the shadows of their more famous lovers.

I took a lot of liberties with this, so Orpheus is a woman (wlw OrphEurydice), and I would like for both Achilles and Patroclus to be played by trans men, and for all of the characters to be played by non-white actors.

Prominent characters include: Patroclus, Eurydice, Achilles, Orpheus, Apollo, Hades, Charon

TW/CW for talk about death

SPEED ROUND (OR: THINGS I WRITE ABOUT THAT AREN’T AS AMBITIOUS JUST YET/AT THE CURRENT MOMENT):

Here Lies Forever - a story focusing around two young people, Medb Flaherty and Virgil Sutherland, growing up at an orphanage amid war, abandonment, and sickness. Medb is a blind writer who dreams of traveling the world with Virgil, her best friend since their teen years, but when the war strikes too close to home, Virgil leaves Medb and their peaceful student life behind to join the army. Unwilling to let go, and recognizing the pain Virgil is in, Medb takes it upon herself to save Virgil, the both of them haunted by the ghosts of their pasts.

On the Corner of Maple Street - short stories about the lives of Sarah and Evangeline together, two lesbian women who met when Sarah was 28 and Evangeline was 31. Sarah was a toy maker and Evangeline was an actress. They have a son named Oliver, who’s now in his forties, and they’re grandmas to all the neighborhood children. They live on the corner of Maple Street :)

Partager Un Reve - short stories, often romantic, about two circus performers, Alyona Ledbedeva (who does aerial silks) and Li Mey Ri (an acrobat). They’re cute together, there’s not really much to say here.

Claire  - there’s a really old novelette floating around on my account and you can find it if you search Claire, but like it’s OLD. An 18th century French lady who contracted TB and died but was brought back by a necromancer named Cecil (Cecil is the character of my friend @sinnabon-cosplay !) and is now immortal. Fun times with Claire and Anthony usually involve lamenting the fact that they’re stuck as teenagers.

Miscellaneous - miscellaneous demon and monster characters like Alexander, Felicity (both vampires), Sparrow (succubus/Heather’s youngest sister), Zephyr (fae, husband of Spar), Lycan (she’s... a werewolf), and so on. Not really connected to a plot

Performing Possumhood - uh this was a play I wrote with my friend @holdingonmyheartlikeahandgrenade for a 24 hour play festival, it’s about a guy named Thomas who becomes herald for a kingdom and then on his first day of work, the king dies, and his son becomes king, except the new king??? is a possum???? and like no one does anything about it, so Thomas just feels like he’s going insane, poor guy (also everyone else is named Thomas except the king, whose name is His Majesty King Parthur Pencildragon of Alpacalot)

Nordic questing team - I’ve literally written nothing for these fools, but I’m tempted to make it into a dnd campaign! The characters I have are Val (short for Valnotte) (she’s a nokke), Hanne (human poison seller who wears an eyepatch just because), Fur (short for Bjorgolfur, he’s a werewolf who left his pack because he was too good at being alpha wolf but he didn’t want to be alpha, he wanted to press flowers and have a cute little cottage by a cliffside with a pretty garden damn it), and Bo (full name: Boscobel Blue, he’s a cow boy. Literally. He has cow ears and a big septum piercing and a tail. Also he’s a shepherd. His sheep are carnivorous :))) Make of that what you will)

Alice x Secret Garden - another play but where Alice Liddell and Mary Lennox are 18 years old and find themselves in Wonderland, after Mary is jaded from the end of WW1 and is frustrated at her friend Dickon’s marriage proposal, and Alice runs away, trying to retain her childhood as best she can

Retellings - I do myth and fairy tale and folk retellings! :) You can search ‘Tithonia’ for my sleeping beauty retelling, and I wrote Orpheus and Eurydice a while back. Still working my way through Icarus :’) Also ‘Mermaids Can’t See’ is a retelling of the classic mermaid story but written as a ??? field guide? journal entry? notes about mermaids?

If there’s a work you want specifically about a character, I always tag characters, and I also will tag character introductions and pictures/references of them as “beanpuff char[]”!

[salty-dracon]

More Octopath 2. Getting to the Chapter 3s now.

Osvald Chapter 3:

Conning Creek would be the closest thing to an actual English town name you'd find in this game... if Osvald wasn't conned here.

Good dad loves his wife and teaches his baby math!

Clarissa: The real Osvald would not be fucking destroyed in battle.

Osvald: Fine then. *cracks knuckles*

Yeah that's right. Revenge is empty until it isn't. And then it's cathartic. And awesome. And you get to beat up a guy named Harvey.

Lol even the guard captain says he's built like a bear.

Just like Primrose, everyone is begging him not to go crazy with revenge. And does Osvald listen? Nooooooooo!

Clarissa you are going to kick ass in COTC.

Agnea Chapter 3:

Shoutout to this all-lesbian comedy troupe.

Shoutout to all these lesbians. Rico, Coda, Tanzy, and Giselle. And the dove.

Giselle: Stage scary.

Agnea, who has been spinning in circles for the past five minutes: Stage NOT scary!!!

That was a cute little interlude. I can't wait to see these lesbians again.

Partitio Chapter 3:

Well well wellgrove

I love how Partitio can just drag people and he'll get drinks in return.

Stop with the silk hankerchiefs!!!

Lmao plot twist! The poor guy was the rich guy in disguise! And he just wants his town to be revitalized!

Leave Partitio to his own devices and he'll do stuff like 'invent the mall'

Thurston how did you get an entire steam engine in here.

Partitio really did it. He invented the mall.

Ochette Chapter 3:

This is the final Ochette one.

Meow, huh?

Since this is Ochette's final one, whatever happens here is directly connected with the truth of this whole story.

"Moon crosses path with sun, world crosses path with world..." And their world is named Solistia, huh? So is there another world named Lunastia which is where these creatures come from?

Something familiar? Like the scent of the Pokémon we didn't choose?

Hmm. I don't like how these creatures look like they're from a different world.

Oh great. The Pokémon you didn't choose becomes a final boss. And becomes an all-consuming monster of darkness. And becomes even scarier after that. And even scarier after that.

You're damn RIGHT you'd be lying in its place!

The First Flame and the Dark Hunter are just never explained, I guess. Not until the true final boss.

Hikari Chapter 3:

Welcome to Rich White People Town!... what are we doing here

Ritsu why are you still alive.I thought we killed you in chapter 1.

Shadow Demon: murder! murder! MURDER!

Hikari: stoooooooooop

Ritsu chooses murder yet again.

Can we just stop this guy now before he kills the kings of every kingdom here

Temenos Chapter Crackridge:

Temenos: Here I am, in the general area of Cowboy Country!

The entire town: Fuck you, god-man!

If moon = evil is a theme here, then yeah. Yeah.

I love how Temenos completely rebuffs Reiza's fake sexual advances because he knows staffs don't need sheaths. It's like the plumber video where he goes 'ma'am I do my own plumbing'

Kal. I'm trying to remember if that name has any significance to the rest of the story but I don't think so.

Nope. Okay this is getting confusing, but it seems like on a nameless island (which you need to access via ship hence the requirement to get a ship for Partitio's quest) that's where the final boss- the thing that calls down night-is. Or maybe it's Toto'haha. IDK.

Is D'arquest (what a silly name) the real name of the Dark Hunter? It would explain why he'd be hunting the Creatures of Legend, so that the Night of the Scarlet Moon could overrun Toto'haha.

Temenos Chapter Stormhail:

They've either killed Vados or set him free. Calling it.

Hey himbo.

Yes, himbo, lose your faith in the church. Our finishing this storyline depends on it.

Oh, he did something. Didn't we already learn about the Book of Night in Crackridge?

NOOOOOOO

Losing a companion so unceremoniously sucks for a JRPG but is great for a detective story. And we have the name of the culprit, but did anyone really expect another person?

Throne Chapter Father (Again):

Father: I'm going to reminisce on this bridge above this bona fide Northern American/Southern Canadian mountainous landscape.

Throne: Of course you are.

Father: About the woman I loved.

Throne: Of course you are...

(Montwise does make me nostalgic for my hometown lol)

You can't tell me Throne is Father and Mother's biological kid. I mean, Father had a kid at 17, and there's no way he's younger than 50. It would make a lot of sense considering he treats Throne so well and also very creepily, but... IDK.

... Oh. So we're pulling a fuckinnnn Hatoful Boyfriend here. That is so messed up. And that explains his connection to her.

Father I thought you were tall and buff, not skinny.

Is Throne's real father the head of the organization commandeering the Blacksnakes?

Anyway.

Throne Chapter Mother (Again):

GET THAT COLLAR OFF

As someone with mommy issues, it actually makes me really happy to see Throne dealing with her mother's physical and verbal abuse. And it makes me even happier to see Throne doing her best to help the children who are victims in the same way.

Ohhhhhh. So that was what the bell meant. In this town, she ties the kids to the bell and whips them, making it ring.

Oh. Not even HER mother. She's the child of BOTH of their superiors. Yeesh.

That's funny. So no matter which route you do first, both of them make you think that the other one is Throne's bio parent. Marietta looked so much like Mother that you think they're the same person. Father was uncharacteristically willing to kill Mother if she killed Throne, making you think there was some other reason he wanted her to live like him being her real father. Only to have your expectations dashed when you meet the other. Masterful writing.

Castti Chapter 3:

Wait Malaya is real? That would explain why my "it's me girl im the traveling apothecary" meme got 0 notes after the game came out.

I love this little group of doctors.

Well placed Spanish? In my Square Enix Game? (To be fair I also have some "well placed Spanish" in Lostgods)

I feel like I'm watching Medieval Fantasy Grey's Anatomy. I would watch a modern day version of this all day, actually.

This feels so Lostgods. Hopeful guy wants the whole world to burn. I love it as a plot point.

Obviously Trousseau was convinced by the true mastermind who clearly still wants everything to be destroyed forever.

Mr. Whoever Wrote This... a plague doctor does not spread the plague.

Oh. That weird dead wolf was just a dead horse.

Wait I was right??? Malaya isn't real?!

SHE'S NOT REAL!!! I WAS RIGHT!!!

Time to beat up a plague doctor!

Reactions so far to Octopath 2 chapters:

Agnea Chapter 2: I adored it! Agnea's story is pretty lighthearted compared to Primrose's, but I like how it's building up to the Artificial Silk Girl scenario we'll run into later. I like the villains overall, but this guy is partially why. He doesn't have Evil Disease, he just hates poor people. Also, so much good music so far.

Ochette Cateracta Chapter: Love seeing her clashes with places as deeply human as port towns. Love the important side character too. And I can't wait to meet the final boss. There's going to be lots of big monsters in this one... The ending scene where Alpione cries has beautiful music.

Temenos Chapter 2: I LOVE book based murder. It drives me insane I love it. And I love him and his himbo and the mysteries. Although evil knights clad in red = LOL.

I find it hilarious how when you get information out of a person, there's sometimes some funny shit, and sometimes some mind-blowing information rendered in normal text. And sometimes there's glitches.

HER SISTER?!

A DUNGEON AS COMPACT AS A SHIP????

I cannot wait to see what your cool boss sprite looks like with all it's moves-nooooooo moonlight judgment nooooooooooooo

Castti Sai Chapter: She's the one whose story I'm most interested in, since she seems like such a cool character to me. Also I love how the desert is explicitly the Gobi Desert- I feel like we don't get to see that sort of setting that often.

More glitchies!

Edmund, who looks like THAT: A man's gotta be a provider! Me: Got it, he's sexist, racist, and classist.

Stop killing people, Edmund. (10 minutes later) Good on you for whatever you did, Edmund, but fuck you still.

I can't be the only one who was really excited to see a sand lion and ended up disappointed when it was actually just a giant real-world bug. Called a sand lion.

Whoever voicing the Purple Rain guy is doing great. And I'm terrified for what he did to the Apothecaries and that town. Perhaps that's like Octopath's Ruins of Hornburg.

[madpenfan]

Hey guys! I promised that I would post the other story I wrote for the Ateez writing competition. This one is based off of The Man With the Black Fedora and I had a lot of fun writing up some lore for him. I hope that you all enjoy this and let me know your thoughts. If you want to check out more stuff I have written please go to my writing blog @kpopdrabbles127​

Also a huge shoutout to the top thirty stories! I wish you all the best of luck!! 

He Who Steals Dreams 

Words: 1k

Warnings: none that I can think of

The man in the black fedora, he was supposed to be no more than a myth or a legend. Someone who shows up when you have given up on your dreams to collect them from you. That’s why people fight so hard to achieve their dreams, so that they would never be stolen away by the man in the black fedora. That’s what you had been told throughout your whole life. ‘Do not give up. Do not let the man with the black fedora visit you.’ 

Yet there were some stories that suggested that he gave time to people who had died so that they could achieve their dream in a different dimension. Those are the types of stories that you liked to believe in. The ones that had endings of happiness rather than death. 

However, these stories were the last thing on your mind right now. You just got home from your second part time job and all you wanted to do was sleep, but your brain was telling you that there was school work that needed to be done. School work that you need to make sure was worthy of an A. The higher your grades were, the more likely you were to keep your scholarship that allowed you to attend the school of your dreams. Right now, your body was sore from working two seperate six hour shifts and your brain was screaming at you to take a break. You almost had no free time any more, so it made sense as to why your brain was yelling at you to take a few days for yourself. 

You collapsed onto your cheaply made bed and started to cry. You think this is the point where you seriously considered giving up. Giving up on your degree, both of your part jobs, moving to your dream city. Just giving up on everything and moving back home. That night you cried yourself to sleep. 

Your dream started out weird that night, or was it a dream. The floor was cold and hard and you pushed yourself up and looked around. The space was fairly empty besides some simple decorations like marble statues and the occasional plant. 

“Glad to see you’re awake.” You heard a man’s voice say. 

You looked around and your eyes finally landed on a man standing across the room from where you were now sitting. He was in all black with the occasional silver chain. A black mask with two silver chains adorned his face. A black fedora casted a shadow down his face making it impossible to see what he looked like. He made long strides to where you were and squatted down to your level. “You are the last person I ever imagined to see here.” He said to you.

“Well where is here?” You asked. 

The man chuckled. “I guess they never described my fort in the stories you heard.” 

That’s when it hit you. This was one person you were told to avoid meeting since you were a child, the man with the black fedora. That’s when your heart sank. 

“Now that scared look is what I expected,'' he said.

“You’re the man with the black fedora.” You stammered nervously. 

“Well some call me Seonghwa, Hongjoong, Yunho, Yeosang, San, Mingi, Wooyoung, or Jongho. It really depends on who you ask.” He explained. 

“I’ll just call you the man with the black fedora.” You said. 

He nodded. “I take it you know why I brought you here.” 

You let out a shaky breath. “It’s because I was giving up on my dream wasn’t it?” 

You felt like he was smiling underneath his mask. “Your parents taught you well.” 

“So are you going to take away my dreams with your magical hourglass thing?” You asked. 

The man stared into your eyes as he reached into his black coat and pulled out a glowing hourglass. “You see the sand in here is how much longer until you reach your overall goal.” 

You looked at the hourglass seeing so much sand just sitting in the top portion that was slowly pouring into the bottom of the glass. “With that much sand I don’t think I’ll ever achieve my dream in this reality.” The man in the black fedora slightly turned the hourglass as if he saw something inside. “It’s not the reality that makes you lose your dream; it is your decision.” 

“It’s my choice?” You asked. 

“Every person I bring here I give an option. Either I take away your dream and the burdens that it takes to get there, or you continue to chase your dream. Most people pick the latter but for some this is a wake up call.” He explained. “So you have to make your choice. Will you give up your dream to me, or will you continue on.” 

You were not going to lie to yourself. Your body felt beaten and sore from all of the long days of work with no break. The man with the black fedora was going to take away all of your hard work that you have been putting in for years. You decided in that moment that you were not going to give up. You will not be giving up your dream to the man with the black fedora. 

“I will continue on.” You said confidently. “I am not going to give my dream to you.”

“Now that’s what I like to hear.” The man said as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a sand like substance. “Now before we say goodbye, let me tell you this; please make sure to take care of yourself. I don’t want to see you here dead like the person I saw before you.” 

You smirked at his words. “Yes sir.” 

“Good.” Those were his last words to you before he removed his mask and blew the sand in your face. 

You woke up in your bed with sand all over your face. You coughed as you woke up to get the weird sand out of your mouth, pleased to know your dream was still in your head. 

[xivu-arath]

Savathun and Taox for the ask meme!

savathun

a song that reminds me of them: the invisible plan - kidneythieves

what they smell like: what do secrets smell like? musty air, the acrid tang of poison and flourishing cancerous growth

an otp: savathun and mara, playing a cat and... cat? game of secrets and cunning for eternity with zero permanent death because I am weak

a notp: –

favorite platonic/familial relationships: hive sibs!! I imagine savathun and dul incaru have to have a pretty good relationship considering dul incaru’s role in murder battery plan, and I have Thoughts on what savathun thinks of her dad, whose familiar she took up, and the worm gods who shrouded a trap in safety and whose purposes she most turns away from

a headcanon that is popular in the fandom but that i disagree with: I honestly haven’t seen many fandom headcanons about the hive that I disagree with... shoutout to that one guy who crashed a hive god reddit thread with “I hate the hive SO MUCH and want to starve their worms to death” in somewhat concerning detail, I’m always grateful most lore fans are.... not you

the position they sleep in: when does cunning sleep? if she does sleep, you can be sure that you won’t be aware of it

a crossover au i’d love to see them in: that legend of zelda au! it was savathun who found the old legends of the golden power that could grant even the most desperate wish - and the disaster that shadowed those that sought it out for their own desires

my favorite outfit they’ve ever worn: sure would be nice to get a canon appearance, huh

taox

a song that reminds me of them: poison in the water - von grey, feed her to the wolves - ayria

what they smell like: something like seawater (and yet not - the oceans the krill abandoned had such strange shores) and a rich, unsettling scent that came with the mother jelly, that is both certainty and danger to be heeded. when the osmium court still existed, she smelled of oil and fuel and tireless metal

an otp: –

a notp: –

favorite platonic/familial relationships: I wish we had seen more of her with the three before she betrayed them but I’m still gonna put it here. what sort of teacher was she? how many tiny, bitter failures had set her down the path of seeing the court’s doom?

a headcanon that is popular in the fandom but that i disagree with: I doubt this is... unpopular but like much of the characters in the beginning of the books of sorrow, taox legitimately did the best she could in a bad situation, cornered against a doom that she could not change herself

the position they sleep in: mothers sleep shallowly and rarely - their broods are vulnerable and the fundament is hungry for new life. taox is fundament’s one true remnant and she has not slept for a long, long time

a crossover au i’d love to see them in: in the same vein: the king falls ill and taox, barred from the royal family by blood and duty, becomes regent by force. the heirs cannot stay and allow this, and she cannot leave and let them rule, so they are exiled while she begins the painstaking effort of courting other powers, to patch the land into something that can yet survive years of neglect

my favorite outfit they’ve ever worn: SURE WOULD BE NICE TO GET A CANON APPEARANCE HUH

[wingsofanillyrian]

Guys and Cars: Chapter 2 (Nessian AU)

Summary: Adrenaline, fast cars, and freedom.

Nesta Archeron doesn’t take anyone’s shit. She loves few things in life besides her candy apple red 1969 Charger, racing, and the ocean. When a stranger in a sparkly new Audi rolls into the picture, she discovers just how quickly that can change.

A/N: Shoutout to my little brother (who was very distressed to discover he’d helped with a fanfic, lol) for helping me out with the logistics of some of the technical pieces of this chapter, and also @spegetty for helping me with the storyline and making sure it was actually readable!

Chapter masterlist

Saturday nights were Nesta’s favorite.

Saturday nights were for adrenaline and the smell of burning rubber.

Saturday nights were for racing.

Nesta pulled into the repurposed warehouse parking lot on the forgotten industrial district of Velaris. All around her, engines roared and the dizzying scent of gasoline filling her lungs with each inhale. People cheered as cars raced down the strip. Money reluctantly changed hands as back-alley bets were won or lost.

Bertha’s engine purred as she backed into a parking spot towards the end of the lot, away from the self-absorbed, overzealous teenage crowd. They never appreciated the classic vehicles, instead opting for Subarus, Mazdas, or Honda Civics. But no display of shiny turbos, custom parts or beefed up statistics could ever draw her away from her first love: American muscle.

Not that she minded. Nesta fit in better with the older crowd anyway. She wasn't here to sit around and boast (like certain people she'd encountered). No, Nesta was here to win.

Turning off the car, she surveyed the night's competition. There was a better turnout than in weeks prior; the end of the summer heat always had that effect. She spotted a few new vehicles she hadn’t seen before, but nothing particularly interesting. There were the usual’s too, of course: the 1973 Chevy Camaro that she had nicknamed the “Orange Peel” due to the shockingly bright paint, the 60’s Ford Mustang driven by a middle-aged coward of a man, the late 70’s Pontiac who never failed to provide a challenge...

Nesta grinned. Tonight would be a good night.

Any driver worth their salt knew who drove the 1969 cherry red Charger. She was practically a legend among Velaris’ street scene, having beaten every car that dared square off against her.

So she wasn’t surprised at the level of attention she received as she nimbly climbed from the car. Not that she could blame the men and women for staring, she knew she looked damn good. Nesta dressed modestly on most days, usually opting for comfortable shorts and tees to deal with the dry California summers. But she became a completely different entity on race days.

Black denim clung to her long, lithe legs as her boots thudded on the pavement, striding around to the front of the car and popping the hood to display the inner workings. Her low-cut tank top did little to hide her generous chest, which was both a blessing and a curse. Immediately the people gathered, oohing and ahhing at the gleaming engine compartment. One man fought his way to the front, grinning from ear to ear.

"Nesta! We missed you last week. Where you been, girl?"

Normally, calling Nesta Archeron a girl, or anything other than her name, earned one a look sharp enough to draw blood.

“You’re the only one that would dare say that, Harry,” she grinned back, clasping his hand. “What’s the news?”

“Rumor has it there’s some new kid rolling around, claiming to be the best of the best.” A chuckle rippled through the crowd. Unperplexed, Nesta examined her manicured nails.

“Another Mazdaspeed driver that thinks he can beat me? I wouldn’t exactly call that news.”

“He doesn’t drive no Mazda, honey.” Harry’s gaze wandered over her shoulder, and it took every ounce of willpower not to turn around. Nesta's curtain of her honey-brown hair obscured the black sports car from view as it backed in next to her classic. Murmurs carried through the crowd at the newcomer’s arrival, making their judgments.

Her head whipped up to glare at the driver, mouth already open to demand he grow a pair and earn his bragging rights instead of spreading rumors, but the words stuck in her throat. 

Oh, gods.

What was he doing here?

The bastard hadn’t even called her. Go figure, the one time she goes out on a limb, she ends up getting screwed. Her cheeks burned and she ducked her head under the hood, vainly hoping he wouldn’t notice her.

Nesta’s heart hammered in her chest. The sweat beginning to bead on her brow was due to more than just the stifling heat. The Audi’s door thudded shut, a throaty chuckle floating to her ears. She could almost see the cocky grin on his stubbled, tan face as he spotted her.

“Well hello there.”

Nesta closed her eyes, composing herself enough to craft sly smile on her ruby lips.

“Hello yourself,” she purred, throwing her hair over her shoulder and batting her lashes up at the man from the highway. Cassian; that was his name. “I thought I told you that you were taking me on a date?”

Hazel eyes sparkled with amusement, the angled face cast in shadow by the dim light of the streetlamps. “I was getting around to it.”

“Oh, were you?” She quirked a brow, taking a step around him and eyeing the gathering crowd. These kinds of people were drawn to the first hint of drama like moth to a flame, and Nesta intended to take advantage of that. Her boots clicked on the pavement as she circled, his eyes tracking her every step.

“Brought that shitty Audi, I see,” she teased, nodding towards his spotless vehicle.

“Still driving that rotten apple, I see,” he countered, crossing his arms over his chest. The crowd laughed at the jab, and Nesta smirked.

“My rotten apple-“ she thumped Bertha’s grille- “Could beat that stock, blend-into-the-pavement Audi any day.”

The crowd roared at the challenge, adrenaline surging through her veins as she looked into his fiery eyes. He took two steps closer to her, leaving only a few inches of space between their bodies.

“You really wanna test that theory?”

If there was one thing Nesta Archeron knew for sure, it was that she never backed down from a challenge.

“Hell yes.”

“When and where, sweetheart?” Her eyes flashed and she cocked her head to the side, a predator assessing prey. Noting her reaction, Cassian’s eyes lit up with amusement.

“Right here, right now.”

“Let’s race.”

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“Alright Bertha. We’ve done this a million times, beaten cars with ten times as many horses as his.”

Nesta’s hands gripped the steering wheel as she pulled up to the spray painted starting line. One half mile up the cracked, worn out warehouse road, there was a second line drawn between two other cars. Their drivers served as judges to settle any disputes as to who crossed it first.

It would take twenty seconds, tops, to cover that half mile.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the Audi inch forward, sleek as a bullet. Through his open window, she could hear the loud screeching guitar of heavy metal pouring from the speakers. The corners of her mouth twitched upward. It would seem this man was full of surprises.

Cassian revved his engine to catch her attention.

She looked over and revved hers.

He winked, mouthing ‘good luck’ and her stomach flipped at his easy confidence.

Bertha had never lost a race.

Would this be the first?

Her head snapped back to the woman standing between the opposing cars, waiting to signal the start. Nesta Archeron didn’t back down, and she didn’t lose. Not in this car.

The 426 horsepower Hemi engine in her Charger packed a powerful punch and a boatload of torque, giving her the clear advantage off the line versus his import. He stood a chance of catching her after the first few seconds though, if he was experienced in street racing.

She was willing to bet that he wasn’t, judging by their previous encounter.

“Ready?” The woman pointed to each of them in turn, and she and Cassian again revved their engines in response.

“Set-“

The key to winning a drag race was timing. You had to hold the clutch in while simultaneously revving the engine, building up it’s RPMs. You had to know your car, too; keep the RPM’s too high and you’d end up spinning tires when you slam the gas.

But Nesta didn’t just know Bertha. In times like this, she became the Charger. The vibrations of the chassis shot straight through her feet and rattled her bones. The pitch of the engine told her if she needed to give it more gas or less. She just felt it.

“GO!”

Both cars shot off the line, the roar of the massive engines piercing over the fevered roar of the spectators. Rubber squealed against pavement, the force of the sudden acceleration gluing her head to the seat. Nesta had timed it perfectly; she’d gotten a pretty solid jump on him.

She shifted into second gear.

Cassian’s Audi pulled half a car length ahead. Shit- she hadn’t accounted for his newer transmission- it could withstand higher RPMs before he was forced to shift. Her heart leapt, fearing for a moment that he would win.

But then he shifted and fumbled to recover from it.

Rookie mistake.

He slipped a full car length behind, and Nesta’s grin turned positively feral. She shifted again, closing in on the finish line. The Charger’s tires ate up the distance as Cassian nosed his way forward.

They were neck and neck.

Two seconds to the finish line.

Nesta pressed the gas pedal the final quarter inch to the floor.

The Charger and Audi shot past the two marker cars. She eased off the gas and released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. It had been too close for her to call; they would have to rely on the sharp eyes of the other racers.

Nesta peeled off, allowing herself one premature smile of victory before turning around to discover her fate. She parked just outside the ring of spectators, fighting her way through the throng only to find Cassian and his Audi smack dab in the middle of it.

People were shaking his hand and smacking him on the back, probably congratulating him on his supposed win. Her angry voice cut above the excited noise.

“Cassian!”

His attention immediately snapped to her, a lazy grin spreading across his face.

“Nice race,” he said, ignoring his newfound groupies and closing the distance between them in three long strides. He shoved his hands in his pockets, suddenly bashful.

Staring him down, she demanded, “Who won?”

“You did, of course.”

She grinned triumphantly, the thrill of another win taking over as she playfully punched his arm. “I knew it! Classic muscle always beats sparkling new.” Cassian tipped his head back and laughed, the sound light and joyful. Nesta found that she rather enjoyed his laugh, and wouldn’t mind hearing it more often.

She was about to say as much when a foreign hand roughly smacked her bottom. The unwelcome action instantly brought back a wave of memories that she’d rather not remember. She stood slack-jawed, frozen like a deer in the headlights.

The owner of the offending hand stepped into her line of view, the rat-faced creep raking his gaze over Nesta’s body. He whistled, low and crude.

“Hey baby, you fuck as good as you race?”

She was nearly trembling with rage, and though she would never admit it, a little bit of fear, too. She should tell him to stick it where the sun don’t shine. She should knock him on his ass for daring to lay a hand on her.

But she just... couldn’t.

“Why don’t you fuck off?”

Cassian. Oh, thank god.

“I don’t think I will.” Creepy guy took a step towards Nesta. She still couldn’t move, even as his hand latched onto her arm. Her heart threatened to beat out of her chest, and her wild blue eyes met Cassian’s fuming hazel.

That one look conveyed all he needed to see. His brow furrowed, biceps rippling as he swung. Nesta ducked instinctively, but his closed fist connected to the other man’s face with a sickening crack. He dropped instantly, moaning and cradling his most likely broken jaw.

Nesta stared down at the man, shell shocked. He turned his head, spitting crimson blood onto the gravelly pavement. If Cassian hadn’t been there, she didn’t think anyone else would have stopped him from taking what he wanted.

“Let’s get you out of here.” Cassian’s bruised, bloodied hand found the small of her back, trying to steer her away from the scene. Bodies pressed in on all sides as people leered at the man writhing in pain. Nesta’s head spun as she gulped down air.

It had to have hurt. That bone-cracking punch couldn’t have left him completely unscathed.

“Bertha,” she croaked, desperately needing to be away from the massive crowd. This place was normally like her second home, somewhere she could be herself and let go. But now… Everything was just too much.

“Bertha?” He struggled to discern what she was saying. “Oh- your car.” He shouldered his way through, not stopping until she could see the unmistakable beacon of red paint. He opened the driver’s side door and helped her slip inside before softly shutting it behind her. He peered in through the open window, concern etching sharp lines in his face.

“Are you gonna be alright?”

“I’ll be fine,” she affirmed, feeling a bit more like herself again now that she was reunited with her car. She ran her fingers over the supple leather of the steering wheel, centering her thoughts.

“I don’t know how to thank you for what you did.”

“It was nothing.“ His smile didn’t meet his eyes.

“Let’s go for a drive.”

He tipped his head to better gauge her expression. His eyes flicked over her figure, took in her white-knuckle grip on the steering wheel and the strained set of her shoulders. Very few people were allowed near the Charger, and he had already shown her last week that he couldn’t exactly handle the heat.

But tonight… He’d earned a second chance.

He looked over his shoulder at his own vehicle with a frown. The people had dispersed, leaving it stranded and alone.

“Okay.” Nesta turned the key, the car rumbling to life as he climbed into the passenger seat. “Where to?”

“You’ll see.”

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Day 9: Immunity Challenge Results

For this round, we had music videos, and the players have been working VERY hard over the last 48 hours to submit their videos, but FIRST let’s meet our judges:

Jess, Asya, Jones, Alyssa and Nicole!!!! #Feminism

Jess’ Intro:

Hey guys! my name is Jess or as some people like to call me "Alyssa's Shadow". I'm excited for my wig to be snatched with your videos! Good luck and DON'T fuck it up.

Asya’s Intro:

Stream Wasteland, Baby! by Hozier

Jones’ Intro: 

my wig

Alyssa’s Intro:

Hey y'all! It's me ya girl. I just realized it's actually really cool that I'm judging cuz I just won the last TS season wowza! Okay anyway I'm a really harsh judge so blow me away or everyone is getting 0s thx xoxo mwah

Nicole’s Intro:

Hi everyone! My name is Nicole! I decided to give Johnny the full liberty of writing my intro and he’s going to have a blast with it!! I like long walks on the beach except when it’s hot outside, making fun of Jared’s fake eye patch and being a LEGEND and winning a high quality Tumblr Survivor season @micahel​ SOOOOOOOOO let’s get some good videos in YAW YEET

And now for the videos:

Pennekamp Dragons:

“Sometimes our home is able to shape who we are. Not everyone lives the same, and because of that we are all different, but that’s okay. We all have pride in who we are, and where we live gives us that pride.”

Jess: Creativity: 7.5 Comments: Honestly this was a super cute idea. Ryan can I come over?! From the “Cribs theme” to the “milk shake” (such a waste BTW).... y’all BROUGHT IT. General Cohesiveness: 6 Honestly if there wasn’t that one dude with this camera vertically this would have been FLAWLESS. Although he has cute kids so I won't take off too many points here. Humor/Enjoyability: 7 I kind of wished EVERYONE brought it in the humour category BUT this shit was ENJOYABLE to watch. Relation to Theme: 8 You guys killed the theme. I felt at home. Total Score: 28.5/40

Asya: Creativity: 6/10. Cohesiveness: 1/10. Everyone had something different going on with the only theme being you were in houses. Humor: 5/10. Relation to theme: 2/10. The song wasn’t the absolute best for hometown pride. I saw the outside of one persons house. Idk.  Total Score: 14/40

Jones: Creativity - 8/10 - Y'all had a shit ton of fun with this video and i'm so happy about it. You guys really killed it in the creativity portion, but I feel some of the tribe brought more to the table than the rest. Isaac I hope you didn't burn your house down. General Cohesiveness of Video - 7/10 - For the most part it's pretty cohesive except for the people who shot vertically, but besides that y'all did good Humor/Enjoyability - 7/10 - again, it felt like y'all had a good time, and it shows. I loved everything from Ryan's MTV spoof to Isaac deepthroating a banana. AND MARK YOUR KIDS ARE SO CUTE OMG Relation to Theme (Hometown Pride) - 8/10 - tbh of the three tribes, I feel like you guys shined the most when it came to theme. Great job!! Total Score: 30/40

Alyssa: Creativity: 6/10 General Cohesiveness: 8/10 Humor/Enjoyability: 8/10 Relation to Theme: 9/10 Okay I ADORED this video. The children? Wholesome. The dog stuffed animal on Fire? A huge ass mood. Pouring a drink on your head? Yes. I just felt like this tribe had an A M A Z I N G, really fucking fun time doing this challenge and to me that’s what this challenge is A L L about. Excellent job guys!!! Total Score: 31/40

Nicole: Creativity: 6/10. That was fun but I am confusion Cohesiveness: 7/10. I'll say what I said to the other judges: I love you all but...it kind of felt like I was watching a bunch of single parents not know what to do when their kids were at school.  Humor: 8/10- Isaac are you okay... Relation to theme: 7/10. I mean...I get it. The cribs thing made more sense. The kids were cute but nobody was singing except for two of you so wyd. Total Score: 28/40

Overall Score: 131.5/200

Robinson Riptides:

“This season of Tumblr Survivor is set in Manhattan Beach, California, so what better way to celebrate it than with this song? Even though Katy sings about all of California, specific cities like L.A. and the neighborhoods in it are given a shoutout, which fit the hometown pride theme as it’s geared towards L.A. in general. As the song describes, it’s a fun place to be and those who live there have a lot of pride in it.”

Jess: Creativity: 4. Nothing was super creative about this video? Also.. who still has their Christmas Tree up in MARCH?! General Cohesiveness: 5 Honestly, there was SOME cohesion here but not enough to “WOW” me. Humor/Enjoyability: 5.5 Jake.. you stole the show here. I enjoyed your parts the MOST and you brought it. I REALLY hope your ass doesn’t get a cold though. Relation to Theme: 6 Honestly you guys did amazing in that category. Jake you really committed to the THEME and it SHOWED. Total Score: 20.5/40

Asya: Creativity: 2/10. Nothing really jumped out at me. Cohesiveness: 5/10. There wasn’t much to go off of but for the most part everyone had the same instinct to just lip sync. Humor: 4/10. Some of it was maybe a little accidental I think. Relation to theme: 7/10. The song choice made sense even tho almost everyone was surrounded by show. There were shots that took place outside and near what I assume are like places of business so that’s cool.  Total Score: 18/40

Jones: Creativity - 4/10 - Jake (and Andreas I think?) are the only ones that really stole the show for me tbh. They had a lot of fun with it but I don't feel like everyone else brought it. General Cohesiveness of Video - 5/10 - you guys are pretty cohesive in terms of camera work. But some of the parts when you guys are lip syncing is off. but also I feel like there was a lot of uneven editing? Towards the end it was like,, only Jake. No one else showed up as much as he did. Humor/Enjoyability - 5/10 - Jake please get a jacket. I loved what you did but holy shit are you ok? Andreas and Jake were the ones that really like,, brought humor to this tbh. Relation to Theme (Hometown Pride) - 5/10 - The only person to really work in the theme of the video was, again, Jake. everything else just felt like a regular lip sync. I love y'all but this made me upsetti spaghetti. Total Score: 19/40

Alyssa: Creativity: 6/10 General Cohesiveness: 5/10 Humor/Enjoyability: 6/10 Relation to Theme: 1/10 Alright guys... I love y’all to fucking DEATH. BUt— editing, I felt like I was staring at some people straight up for 30 seconds, which isn’t the way of the music video challenge. Also I had to hit you guys hard with relation to theme. Maybe it was part of the humor, but obviously none of y’all are from California. It just doesn’t fit the theme I’m sorry loves!! Total Score: 18/40

Nicole: Creativity: 5/10. It was alright in the creativity department, I kind of hate this song but...I won't hold it against you. Cohesiveness: 4/10. You all seemed kind of uh...unenthused to be there. Humor: 3/10. I think I was more confused than amused.....honestly.  Relation to theme: 7/10. Yes. Total Score: 19/40

Overall Score: 94.5/200

Pacific Panthers:

“This was the editors first time editing a video so please don’t judge too harshly for that. The one vertical shot was shot horizontal but it got fucked up somehow. Thanks for watching!”

Jess: Creativity: 5 Comments: Y’all had some dance moves? Creativity wise? There wasn’t too much there? General Cohesiveness: 7 Honestly, I think out of all 3 groups it seems like MOST of your tribe particpated comp which is AMAZING. This video kind of flowed well. It was CUTE. Humor/Enjoyability: 6.5 I enjoyed the humour in this! It was super enjoyable to watch. Dani twirls, someone falling, a sword? What more can you ask for in the humour department? Relation to Theme: 6.5 I mean.. the song did say “home”. I liked the touch with the calendar. I’m not too sure anything else really jumped out really. Total Score: 25/40

Asya: Creativity: 4/10. I thought the opening with the calendar was really neat but that was about it.  Cohesiveness: 7/10. All of you had matching enthusiasm and that’s good enough for me.  Humor: 4/10.  Relation to theme: 7/10. I liked that song choice a lot. The part where someone was out on the sidewalk of like a strip mall was really cute and more of what I wanted to see in this.  Total Score: 22/40

Jones: Creativity - 6/10 - y'all this was so cute. I really appreciated it. but again it's one of those things where I feel like more could be done. The song is very cute btw <3 General Cohesiveness of Video - 8/10 - pretty cohesive tbh!! not a lot was like,, done wrong or anything lmao. and whoever did the editing did a good job for the first time!! Humor/Enjoyability - 7/10 - Y'ALL AGAIN THIS WAS SO CUTE from the calender stuff to just the general dancing and having fun, I really appreciated it :D Relation to Theme (Hometown Pride) - 6/10 - y'all I really appreciated this, but there wasn't much of a theme? I know Dan brought a lot for a theme and whatnot, but it was an overall v cute video with not much of a theme. Total Score: 27/40

Alyssa: Creativity: 5/10  General Cohesiveness: 7/10 Humor/Enjoyability: 4/10 Relation to Theme: 6/10  Okay friends SO. I ADORE the song choice. Love ending the video with that iconic fall. The song choice was amazing but having watched Pennekamp’s video.... y’all just don’t match up, I’m sorry! I was so excited when this first started for some bomb ass editing but wound up disappointed with what was actually produced. Love y’all and best of luck!!! Total Score: 22/40

Nicole: Creativity: 5/10. I mean...it was a little creative. You seemed to put in a bit of effort bc you added some small slides of other things besides yourselves. Nice guitar too. There was definitely more effort put in by two of you than others. Cohesiveness: 4/10. The vertical video really annoyed me I'm not gonna lie, like if it was vertical and they were turned the right way it it would annoy me less BUT because you guys did all that editing and then couldn't even flip the video the right way...makes me very upsetti spaghetti. Humor: 5/10- It wasn't funny at all but I don't think that's what you were shooting for. SINCE it was in the criteria, it should have been funnier though. Relation to theme: 6/10. You guys said the word home and showed a calendar. I assume the snapchat was you "at home". But there was nothing than that. Total Score: 20/40

Overall Score: 116/200 +5 for Reward = 121/200

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Which means Congratulations Pennekamp and Pacific! You guys are BOTH safe from tribal council. As for Robinson, you have nothing but a date with Trace and Johnny at tribal council tomorrow night, where one of you will become the third person voted out of Tumblr Survivor: Manhattan Beach! Tribal Council will take place tomorrow night, Monday, March 11th at 10pm EST. We will see you there!