#so either a) stop introducing new members to the cast or

[whyismangososour]

I really don’t understand this mindset that runs in film YouTubers’ people’s heads that the biggest problem with Stranger Things is that the writers refuse to kill off main characters???? my dude it’s not their inability to kill off characters that’s the problem it’s their affinity for introducing way too many characters to the cast in the first place and then not knowing what the fuck to do with them afterwards

[glassrowboat]

Lights! Camera! Headcanons! Reca.

SFW collection of silly HCs!

- Little Miss Frog is only ever oiled by Reca. He doesn't trust anyone else to be as thorough with her joints as he is.

- Reca has multiple hats for his favorite assistant director, it's just the one we see her wearing all the time is her favorite

- If for some reason you ever needed to switch shoes with Reca, he would gladly do so. After all, what kind of love interest would he be if he couldn't even do that much? The only problem is that he looks better in your heels than you ever have.

- He has a pair of shades with a print of old TV static on the lenses. They are not practical at all but he still uses them.

- This man does not know the meaning of the word subtlety

- You're getting atrocious petnames 24/7, to the point you even begin to think he's forgotten your actual name. It's always love muffin this, honey bear that- and if you ever jokingly refer to yourself as one of them it might as well become a part of Reca’s daily vocabulary.

- He has had multiple people in the past pointing a remote at him to see if they could pause the YouTube play button in his eyes. Now, whenever he sees someone holding one close to him, Reca just snatches it because he's that fed up.

- The button can change, but he's never telling you how it works.

- “The mystery only compels you further to my character, sweetie pie.”

- Please do not trust this man with cooking. He's more of an order in kind of guy and trust that that's preferable over letting him near a stove, oven, or even a microwave on some days. However, he will set the table and clean the dishes for you- it just might take a while because he's busy editing a script.

- Has picked up tons of little facts over the years from all the research he's put behind films. You could ask the most random questions and he'll undoubtedly have an answer- even if it concerns you how he knows how to dispose of a full body.

- On that note, Reca knows a good handful of the meanings behind names, so when someone introduces themselves to him, he usually ends up deciding if that “meaning” fits their character.

- Usually, it doesn't.

- Aka: Crew members

- It's easier that way.

- Those who are a regular part of his filming crew all carry earplugs with them now as a habit after having to listen to Reca's …excited shouting.

- He disapproves of relationships amongst the cast. There's always going to be issues working with people, but he doesn't need the entire film getting pushed aside because one couple had a fight! It’s utterly nonsensical to bring that onto his set. Save that for after everything has wrapped up.

- Anyone listen to Distractible and Markiplier’s entire stunt with lenses? Reca's worse. That's your only warning.

- After your first kiss, when Reca was walking back home, all self accomplished, he jumped up and cracked his feet together- completely unironically. He's not even ashamed about it, either.

- If Reca didn't start on Broadway as part of the crew, then he at least had some experience with it. (He was the theater kid in school). He knows a good couple of songs off the top of his head at this point, and when this one particular song comes on, he always has to stop himself from dancing.

- Owns a gramophone, but it only works half the time. Reca claims it's part of its charm….

- You've watched him mix redbull and coffee together only to drink it all down in a single sitting, then walk away without an explanation. That entire night he was yapping in your ear excitedly only to fall asleep on top of you as soon as it hit 4am.

- Reca tends to repeat the stories he's told you. He just loves them so much that he gets a little ahead of himself and forgets which ones he's shared, that's all. Plus, with his flair for the dramatic and tendency to add in a new line or two, it keeps things fresh.

- Reca affectionately pinches your nose using that baby voice of his. It’s supposed to be an affectionate gesture, in his own way, but it just comes across as annoying.

- Reca will pick you up and spin you around (just like the movies) but at the same time this man will happily let himself flop into your lap with a hand to his forehead so he can lament to you about his woes. Usually, this just means he wants attention.

- He gets busy with filming a lot, to the point you both can go up to a month without really getting anything more in than a one minute call. Usually, Reca is running around during these, or he's so close to passing out after a long day that you're left with the sound of him snoring on the other end of the line.

- Because he's famous, there are actually a good couple of edits and images of Reca made into memes you see when scrolling online.

- His handwriting is comically large. To the point it takes up so much space, Reca might as well be writing a signature instead of scrawling down notes to ensure he doesn't forget a fantastic idea.

- He writes his 7's with that little line crossing it.

- Reca is the type to grab your shoulder while he's laughing. And he does this whether you know him well or not.

[disfrutalakia]

Arkanis Lore and where it stands at October 31! A quick rundown by me Kia disfrutalakia

Ok hi hello guys, so I'm assuming that you guys know me from qsmp times and I'm also assuming that most of you are not into Arkanis be it because of the language barrier or lack of time, but you still want to watch your favorite cc in the event tomorrow? Well, I'm here to help, under the cut will be a rundown of the main story (I won't get into characters individual lore, only if they tie into the main story which most do to be fair) plus links to some resources that you can use to understand Arkanis!

This is by no means perfect and was made from using stuff from my own memory, which is not the best, others can feel free to add onto it as they wish <3

1 - What is Arkanis?

Arkanis is a portuguese speaking server that started back in September, it's powered by twitch and was started by Boiss Studios and Ostra Content, it has a heavy focus on rp.

2- Who are the creators in Arkanis?

As of now we have 25 creators in the cast, this includes ex qsmp participants like Pac, Mike, Bagi and Felps as well as some faces you might recognize from purgatory like Guaxinim, Himaru, Gabepeixe. The complete list of creators is bellow:

Pac, Mike, Himaru, Febatista, Bagi, Matt, Felps, Yayah, Guaxinim, Cherry, JVNQ, Choke, MeiaUm, Guhzera, Gabepeixe, Quel, Coreano, Wuant, Maethe and FunBabe were the first batch of creators that we met.

Last week there was the addition of new members consisting of Moonkase, Malena, LBeatriz, NickLink, Al3xey and Kazzio.

Most of the members are brazilian except for Kazzio and Wuant who are portuguese.

3- What's the story of Arkanis?

The story takes place in the small city of Valigma, and it starts with with mayor Jota hiring people that are known to us as specialists to help the town.

Valigma used to be a beautiful town and very rich but recently things have been going wrong, with the water being poluted and the citizens wearing a strange kind of mask.

4- Rundown of what we have by now (this will contain spoilers skip to section 5 if you don't want them <3)

After the specialists arrived in town, we are quickly introduced to the mayor, Jota, who has been in power for 8 years now being in the end of his second term when we meet him, he appears to be a strange sort of character who hides many things although at the time the specialists weren't sure of what.

Apart from Jota we also have two other big characters Bia Raux and Araldo. Bia is a witch of sorts who was banished from the town due to the chaos she caused while Araldo is the owner of a factory that produces batteries in town.

A big part of the story focuses on arkanya, or what we would call magic in our world, a type of energy that lets the person who controls it cast sort of spells that can either be for something good or something bad, there is always a consequence to using it tho

One of the first big events in Valigma was the discovery of ghosts, small creatures that are consistent of pure arkanya and don't have any memories from before their deaths, they form a bond with the specialists calling them their parents even

Remember Araldo, the factory owner from earlier? Yeah he comes into play now, since the beginning he seemed like a suspicious kind of fellow, not showing up to speak with people and forming a sort of rivalry with Gabepeixe, there are cases of Araldo trying to dig into Gabe's lab and even trying to stop him from the creation of machines, not wanting the specialist to become more powerful than him.

You guys will have to forgive me here cause my memory is not the best, but there was an occasion where Araldo cast a illusion over the specialists where they got to see what would happen if they went against him, including robots who destroyed the town. This ilusion. due to needing certain power led to the death of Alice who was the mayor's secretary.

This occasion led to the discovery that Araldo was also capable of using arkanya just like Bia.

That event deeply effected most of the specialists making almost all of them distrust Araldo and even go directly against him by allying with others like Bia and Jota.

For the safety of not only the specialists but also the ghosts who they called children JVNQ made a truce with Araldo, he wouldn't attack them for 25 days and the specialists wouldn't go near the factory in return

Things seemed to be working out, that is until one night Bagi and Gabepeixe (two of the specialists who hate Araldo the most) decided to sort of challenge him or at least taunt him and broke into the factory (which remember, it was banned) and stole/destroyed a creative motor that was powering up the place, nothing happened at the moment but the next day all the specialists were called and Araldo did the most horrible thing, he killed Amora and Denix (two of the ghosts I will introduce them in the next point) draining all of their arkanya and making them dissapear.

This led to three important events, most of the specialists began to choose real sides it was either Bia or Araldo. Jv trying to get Denix back (his son) strikes a deal with Araldo and is taken for days while Choke strikes a deal with Bia to begin her training

Currently Araldo status is banished from the town and his factory is no longer part of Valigma, he remains a big threat tho.

Now what about Bia? Well, she is a witch and seems to have connections with the town from before it was made even, she is extremely powerful and even if when we met her she seems to be weaker than normal she is no less of a threat.

Bia has one objective, to destroy Valigma and she will do that doesn't matter who stands in her way.

She has recently been gaining the trust of many people in town, due to the act of bringing Denix and Amora back.

And what about Bad and Fit? Where do they fit into the lore? Well the truth is, we don't know. the character Bad seems to be playing (Mister X) had never been talked about before, so they are pretty much fresh and new, we don't know how their stuff connects yet

5- Ghosts

As I mentioned earlier, there are small entities in Valigma who are tiny ghosts that act as children for the specialsts, they include:

Denix - The first one to be found, his parents are Gabepeixe, Coreano, JVNW and Yayah

Gris - The second one to be found, her parents are Guaxinim, Quel, Maethe and Mike

Amora - third one to be found, her parents are Bagi, Felps, MeiaUm and Matt

Milo - the fourth one to be found, his parents are Pac, Himaru, Guhzera and Febatista

Tucupi - the last ghost, his parents are mostly Choke and Wuant

6- Links to help you with Arkanis:

First of all, the summaries made by Tayr (one of the founders) are essential and probably your best resource to understanding the story without having to watch all the stream: Link to his channel

Second the Arkanis wiki, it's not complete but can help with knowing the characters better a little bit: Link to the wiki

Now you guys won't like this but, their twitter or bluesky, it's where they post the schedules for the week and do important announcements, personally I try to post all they announce in here: Link to their twitter Link to their bluesky

Their youtube where they post all of the cutscenes that are shown in game: Link to their youtube

And of course the beautiful Arkanis tag here on tumblr <3 it's a small one but it's a good place to find art and some liveblogs!

[thesleepyfable]

Any other Still Wakes the Deep headcanons??

Okay.

TW: Alcohol addiction.

Caz is 5ft7. Someone (I forgot, sorry) said that electricians sometimes only take on smaller apprentices so they can fit into tight spaces.

When he was a semi-professional boxer, Caz was a light-weight.

Many of the older crew members know of Caz's former boxing career. O'Connor, Bruce, Finlay, McLurg, Sunil and Innes are fans.

Caz got into boxing by his dad. He was a semi-professional from his late teen until his late 20s. He stopped because of either an injury or to be with Suze. However, this caused Caz's dad, who he had always tried to impress, to leave.

Caz's father was an alcoholic who drank himself to death over his son's retirement, not long after his second daughter was born.

This death caused Caz to fall into alcoholism himself which lead to the events of Cait and Maidie going missing, because he didn't watch them. Roy was with Caz when this happened and it caused him to seek AA treatment.

Cait is the oldest daughter, who is 9 by the events of the game. Maidie is the youngest and only 5 by the events of the game.

Suze is a receptionist for a private doctor's office.

Roy introduced Suze to Caz. It's why Caz says he needs to raise a glass for him at the end of the game.

Roy was a chef for a local pub. When it closed, he applied for the oil-rig position, but the Beria wasn't his first post.

Roy has never married.

Trots was a cleaner on Beria.

Most of the cast served in WW2, including Rennick, Trots and Roper. Finlay worked in a factory during this time.

Gibbo is a widower. When he's away, his son, who's 13, lives with his grandmother.

Gibbo was killed by Addair. Addair was infected by Gibbo when he went looking for him. After turning, in rage he killed and absorbed him.

Davros is the appointed doctor on Beria. Yes I know...

Davros nearly escaped, but the parasite destroyed the lifeboat, causing him to drown.

O'Connor and Mary don't have children.

Muir and Brodie love comic books.

Innes is the only blonde on Beria.

Scooby is an apprentice under Sunil's supervision.

Innes, Dobbie, McLurg and Sunil were killed by Muir because he slammed them so hard against the wall/concrete/pipes/metal gates. Basically a mixed of being crushed and blunt force trauma.

Muir died when the helicopter crashed. It caused him to slip off the rig and drown.

Going by theme here, none of the infected can swim. They could before but the parasite and their new bodies isn't built for swimming.

[agirlwithdemonblood]

May I please request a Jensen x reader where she has a boyfriend and he’s abusive not physically just mentally and in result of that she’s really quiet and shy on set, like for example she sits by herself at lunch. Everyone tries to break her out of her shell not knowing what’s going on especially Jensen cause he has a crush on her. One day he invites her to watch a movie in his trailer and she agrees but then her bf shows up and becomes physical and Jensen breaks it up? They end up together 🥰

Choose you

Pairings: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Mean boyfriend, mental abuse, bullying, swearing, verbal assault, physical assault.

Check out my masterlist here!

A/N: I put a little spin on it, included time stamps I hope you like it!! Thank you for the request and the support. ❤️❤️

Jensen watched in anguish as you walked by him, a light "Hello." leaving your lips, but that was it. Again.

For the past two weeks, its been getting worse. Your usual "Good morning Jensen!" was replaced with "Good morning." to "Morning." and finally to "Hello." He didn't understand what he did or why this was happening.

It wasn't just the morning greetings either, you were pulling away fully. You stopped popping into his trailer at random times of the day. You stopped eating in the tent with all the others. You stopped inviting them out for drinks, you stopped communicating with Jensen and it tore him apart.

He's only known you a matter of five months now but he couldn't stop thinking about you. The day he met you was stuck on repeat in his mind.

-5 months ago-

"Everybody, I'd like to welcome the new cast member of supernatural, Y/N L/N. She will be playing Morgan and she will be here for a while so get to know her now."

You stood shyly behind the director, lifting your small hand to wave hi, and as soon as your eyes met his, you froze, a bright and nervous smile appearing on both of your faces.

Everybody introduced themselves before heading to the tent, leaving you and Jensen standing alone, awkwardly, in the room. His eyes never left yours. Yours never left his.

Finally after what felt like forever, you walked up to him. He smiled and stepped closer, holding out his hand. He was about to introduce himself before you held up your hand, a smug look on your face.

"Don't need to introduce yourself, I know exactly who you are."

He smirked and nodded, crossing his arms to let you continue.

You leaned closer as if you were telling a secret and placed your hand on his shoulder. "Your name is Dean Winchester, your an Aquarius and you enjoy sunsets, long walks on the beach and frisky women."

He froze, pulling back to stare at the comically huge smile on your face before you burst into laughter. He quickly joined, shaking his head at you. He knew right than and there, he liked you.

Since that day, his thoughts revolved around you. He couldn't help it. He thought you were the most beautiful girl he has ever laid eyes on, your humor matched his, you went out of your way to show respect and kindness to everybody around you and you two were inseparable.

He had it hard for you, but he missed his chance.

--Two months ago--

The daisy in his hand flopped over, but he didn't mind. He knew you would love it either way. You never really wore anything with flowers, but when you did-daisies. He found out that you loved them. You loved how simple yet beautiful they were. Like they didn't need to try, they were just naturally gorgeous. Just like you.

He walked across the set, catching your eye. You smiled and rushed forward, eyeing the daisy in his hand. "Is that for me?"

He smiled and nodded, leaning closer to place the flower in your hair. You touched it gently and stepped closer to give him a hug. It was the last one you've given him since that day.

"Hey Y/N, I was wondering if you wanted to go get a drink, maybe we could talk."

You frowned and let him go, "Damn, I have a date tonight or I totally would."

He froze, embarrassment and nervousness flooding him, of course you had a date, look at you. He couldn't be jealous or angry, he had three damn months to make a move but he never did. Until today, and it was too late.

You stepped closer, concern in your eyes. "I can cancel Jensen, it's totally fine."

He shook his head and plastered on the best fake smile he could. "Nono don't be silly. You go. I'll see you tomorrow."

Your eyebrows lifted in uncertainty, staring at him for a moment longer to try and read his mood. Something was off, you knew that. "Are you sure?"

He smiled and nodded, wrapping his arm around your shoulder to walk you to your car. "Yeah, more than sure. Good luck on your date, let me know how it goes."

You finally smiled and nodded, sitting in your car before rolling down the window. "Thanks Jensen, I'll see you tomorrow."

A week after that, he was finally introduced to your new boyfriend. Kyle. Ugh. Even the name made him angry.

He didn't know why, but he didn't like that guy. There was something about him that made him uneasy. Maybe it was the fact that every time he came by, he noticed your smile lessen and your shoulders lower. Or maybe its because when he met him for the first time, all he did was look Jensen up and down before smiling smugly.

Like he knew jensen had a crush on you, and he was showing off that he’s the one who landed you. He didn't like him. At all.

--Present Day--

And now, here we are.

Jensen kept up his efforts to be your friend, trying to control the thoughts about you, trying to remind himself that you and him are friends and that was all. It hurt a lot more than he wanted to admit, seeing you with him made something bubble underneath his skin. But he loved you enough to hold back and be there as much as he could.

It seemed like you didn't want him there anymore though, and it killed him. But he knew it wasn't just him. Everybody has noticed the change. You used to come in with a huge smile on your face, even in the early hours like 5:00 am shoots, nobody knew how you did it. You were always the one to bring the energy and positive vibes, lately you were like a ghost of a person. Quiet, shy, reserved.

Sad. You seemed sad.

He wanted to ask you, he was going to ask you but he was worried that you might tell him it's none of his business. He figured you would have told him eventually, but you never did and it got worse.

A long day of shooting was finally over with. He noticed the way you acted on stage compared to off camera, you were a really talented actor. In the happy scenes, you seemed genually happy. As soon as the director called cut, the smile disapeered.

He had enough, he knew something was wrong and he needed you to know he was here for you. Tonight, he would figure it out.

You walked back to your trailer to call it a night, jumping nearly out of your skin when Jensen's hand rested on your shoulder. He held his hands up in defense and chuckled, "Sorry! Just me."

You laughed lightly and turned to face him, a plastered smile appearing. "What's up."

"What's your plans for tonight?"

You frowned and checked the time. It was later than you thought. Kyle was going to hate that. He hated when you came home late, waking him up, messing up his sleep.

You frowned and lifted your head, "Not sure, probably just go home."

He shook his head and grabbed your hand, "Nah, want to go watch a movie together?"

You stood in your spot, eyes falling to the floor. Yes, you knew you were pushing Jensen away and you really did not want to. But things with Kyle were... complicated.

It started out amazing, one date turned into multiple, soon you two were exclusivly seeing eachother, and than he basically moved into your apartment with you. It was good.

Until you noticed little things change. His attitude getting rougher. His tone unimpressed. His distance. He barely touched you unless he wanted sex. You brushed it off, thinking it was just a rough patch.

Except it got worse without you realizing. His words became aggressive. His comments pushing you further and further down.

When you'd come home late after shooting, or being at the bar, he would yell. Scream. Sometimes if he was angry enough and could smell alcohol on your breathe, he would throw things.

He has never laid a hand on you, but the pain of hearing the man you have feelings for tell you that you are a shit actress and will never go anywhere, telling you that you are the ugliest celebrity he has ever met, wishing he never met you, convincing you that if you left, you'd be alone, that shit hurt more than anything. You would have rathered him used his fists, instead of breaking your spirit.

A hand waving in your face brought you back to reality, jumping slightly. "Earth to Y/N, where'd you go honey?"

"Oh, sorry. Um... I don't know Jensen it's pretty late."

He frowned and nodded before turning to leave, but you couldn't do it. You hated seeing him sad and either way, your going to get yelled at for staying out. You can't avoid that.

"Wait!" You yelled, watching him turn and walk back towards you. "Let's do it."

He sighed and shook his head, "You don't need to say yes just bec-"

"I want to." You interrupted, a genuine smile on your face. Jensen smiled back and waved towards your trailer, letting you lead the way.

You led Jensen to your trailer, opening the door to allow him to step inside. His eyes were following you again. Noticing that you seemed a little better, a little pep in your step and he knew it was because you two haven’t spent alone time together in… god knows how long.

As much as he tried to remind himself that you two were just friends and nothing more, he couldn't help but stare at you with the same admiration he has had since day one.

He cleared his throat before sitting on the couch, waiting patiently as you pulled out your phone, typed something and than set it down. You grabbed two bottles of beer from the fridge and brought it over. He accepted with a grateful smile, and you two fell right back into the friendship you used to have.

Laughter filling the trailer as you two argued over what movies were better, down to what scenes you thought were a little too extra, and than making fun of Jared, again. All in light fun of course.

You two totally forgot that you were even supposed to watch a movie together, you forgot what time it was, until a pounding at your trailer door scared the life out of you.

Standing from your spot, you glanced towards Jensen who was staring back in confusion. You opened the door and every part of you stilled when your eyes locked on Kyle. He looked pissed, tired and frustrated. If looks could kill, you would have definatly been 6ft under by now.

"K-Kyle! Hey babe. What are you doing here?" You attempted to keep the shake out of your voice.

His eyes glanced behind you and caught Jensen's gaze. He plastered a fake smile and stepped up the trailer's stairs. "Hey man. How are you doing?" He questioned.

Jensen's eyes glanced from your boyfriend to you, immedinatly taking in the way your hands slightly trembled and the glazed look in your eyes. You were scared, and he didn't know of what, yet.

He stood from his spot, holding his beer tightly in his fist. "Good good, we were just having a little movie night.”

Kyle didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He just glared at Jensen. Jensen did the same. Kept his gaze firm. You could cut the damn tension with a knife.

Finally, Kyle made the first move, his hand moving to yours, a smirk playing at his lips. He looked friendly, unharming but his eyes told you everything. You were in trouble. “Can I speak to you outside for a min baby?”

You turned towards Jensen and smiled awkwardly, “Give me a miniute?”

Jensen nodded and stayed standing, watching you leave, watching Kyle shut the door a little too hard for his comfortability. He wanted to do the respectful thing and give your space, but he was worried. There was something unsettling about the way Kyle was acting and he knew you were not okay.

He moved to the door, listening the best he could but most of it was jumbled, only some words coming in and out.

“…..3:00 am! …. Kidding me? ….Stupid!”

His jaw clenched as he listened to Kyle’s voice get louder and more angry. He hated that he was yelling at you. He hated that just because you were out with a friend, he felt the right to come here and pull you out, ruining your night. And finally he knew what was wrong.

This wasn’t the first time Kyle had acted like this. He could hear you apologizing and he cringed. You should never have to apologize, he thought.

The sounds of light crying shattered his heart and he fought against every fibre in his body not to walk out there and deck the guy. He knew he couldn’t let his feelings get in the way of yours. But things got drastic fast and he knew he needed to do something.

Kyle, very loudly screamed at you. “You think you can get anybody else but me? You should be fucking lucky I chose you, you ugly fucking bitch.”

Jensens eyes widened and he rushed towards the door, a loud smack echoing right outside the door before he opened it.

The trailer door slammed open and you nearly jumped out of your skin, your eyes quickly focusing on Jensen. He looked more angry than Kyle, and it scared you a bit.

Jensens gaze shifted to you, anger filling him when he noticed how you were pressed against the trailer, tears staining your cheeks and filled in your eyes, your face was red but only one side. He knew what that sound was.

He stepped down the stairs towards Kyle, instantly face to face with the guy. “Did you just fucking hit her?” He spit out angrily.

“Yo why don’t you go inside and let us finish our conversation.” Kyle spit, smirking at Jensen.

It took everything inside him not to punch him out right here, but he knew that wouldn’t help anything. Jensen turned towards you, his feautures softening a little. “You alright?” You nodded and bit your lip to push back the sob threatening to escape.

Jensen turned back towards Kyle and crossed his arms, standing in place. Refusing to back down. “I think you should go man.”

Kyle laughed loudly and shook his head, “Okay. C’mon Y/N.”

Before Jensen could speak, Kyle was already in front of you, aggressively pulling your arm towards him to the point where you nearly fell right on your face.

Jensen rushed forward and stepped an inch from Kyles face, eyes shooting daggers at him. “Let. Her. Go.” He spoke through gritted teeth.

Kyle pulled your arm harder causing you to whimper in pain, he pulled you to his chest and held you there. “You don’t tell me what to do. She’s my girl, not yours. Y/N let’s go.”

You stared at Jensen in desperation and fear, Kyle had never put hands on you before but now that he has, you could finally see how much danger you really were in.

When his eyes met yours, he knew that he needed to protect you at all costs. He knew that stepping in wasn’t a choice anymore, it was his responsibility. You were practically begging him to.

Jensen rushed forward and pushed Kyle, hard, on the ground. Successfully breaking your arm free from his grip. You grabbed your arm and rushed behind Jensen, his hand instantly wrapping around to hold you behind him.

Kyle jumped up and got in Jensens face, anger seeping through so visibly that it scared the hell out of you. “Back the fuck off man, Y/N last warning let’s go now.”

“She’s not going anywhere with you.”

Kyle stared at you hiding behind Jensen and laughed, “You seriously want to do this? End our relationship? Your a piece of fucking garbage nobody’s ever going to love you.”

You frowned and rested your head against Jensens back, feeling his hand press you closer like he was trying to reassure you that it would be okay.

Jensen shook his head and an angry smile appeared on his face, “Dude, you better leave now.”

Kyle smirked and stepped closer, “Or what? You gonna hit me? Do it.”

Jensen felt you tremble and he bit his lip, moving his hand to rub your back gently. “Leave.”

Kyle chuckled angrily and shook his head, “You think I don’t see what’s happening? Your only protecting her because you want to get into her pants. But trust me, she gives it way too easily and she’s not even good.”

That was it. The moment that Jensen couldn’t fight it anymore. He pushed you gently back and stepped forward, clocking Kyle square in the jaw.

Kyle flew to the ground, back hitting the cement with a sickening thud. His mouth was bloody and he looked pissed enough to kill and it scared the shit out of you. He stood from his spot and made eye contact with you pressed against the trailer. He walked closer and pointed straight in your face.

“You are a fucking cunt Y/N, thank god this is over and I don’t have to pretend I loved you anymore. Your nothing.”

You flinched at the words and shoved your head to the ground. Kyle spit on the cement before he glared at Jensen, and making his leave.

As soon as Jensen saw him leave the area, he sighed in relief. He turned to face you, his eyes widening and lowering when he saw you huddled on the ground, head on your knees.

You were shaking and your breathing was shallow. You were crying. Breaking down.

His heart broke at the sight, fighting off his own tears as he rushed forward, hand on your back and arm. “Hey he’s gone it’s okay.”

You shook your head and sob after sob came rushing out, bursting through you like a tsunami. Jensen panicked and picked you up, rushing inside the trailer and placed you on the couch.

His hands never left your back, his mouth leaned close to your ear to coach you through this. He knew you needed time and he would spend every miniute here comforting you if he had to.

Your sobs started slowing and your breathing was returning to normal, causing Jensen to release a deep breath he didn’t know he was holding. “You okay honey? Look at me.”

You shook your head and turned away, “I don’t want you to see me like this.”

He smiled sadly as his finger came to your chin, turning you towards him. His eyes glanced at the bright red mark on your face causing him to cringe. He wished Kyle would come back just so he could hit him one more damn time.

“I don’t see anything wrong with who you are honey. Your upset, I understand. I’m not going to let you do this alone.”

You laughed sadly and shook your head free from his grip. “You don’t have to do that.”

“Do what?” He stared back in confusion.

“Pretend you care.”

He froze and he felt like you stabbed him in the heart, why would you ever think he didn’t care about you?

You saw the hesitation to speak and you felt bad, but your mind was convincing you that it was true. The damage Kyle did on your brain was immense, but you couldn’t fix it.

“Jensen… Kyle wasn’t being untruthful. Not all the time. I am not a good actress, and-“

He leaned closer before you could go on, his hand coming up to your cheek. “Stop. Don’t do that. Kyle wasn’t truthful about anything. He didn’t know anything. Your an amazing actress, you are an amazing person. And there’s so many people out there who would love you.”

You laughed under your breath and shook your head. “Oh yeah, because they are just lining up to be with me. I’ve only been with one other man since Kyle. Nobody is interested in me, he is right.”

He stared deep in your eyes and frowned, you really believed it. If he could just show you how much he adored and loved you, it would be hardcore proof that you were too amazing to let go. His eyes lowered to your lips before he made his choice.

He leaned in slowly, hearing your breathing hitch but you didn’t back away. He hesitated, his heart pounding out of his chest. He was suddenly so nervous and so anxious. He’s been wanting to do this since he met you, he wanted it to be perfect.

He was scared, freezing between wanting to kiss you and not wanting to traumatize you or take advantage of a vulnerable girl. He didn’t know what to do. His lip shook in nervousness, his hand on your cheek trembling slightly.

You smiled shyly, taking in his condition. It was adorable seeing him so shy, so flustered. And it all became clear. Jensen really did like you. You noticed all the things he would say and do, and it made sense.

Without hesitation, you moved your head and stared into his eyes, seeing the love filled beneath them. You smiled and dipped forwards, your lips catching his in the best first kiss you could ever ask for.

He gasped in surprise before his hand moved to the back of your head, deepening the kiss as much as he could. Kissing Jensen unlocked something inside of you, something you didn’t know was there. You felt love, real love. And safe.

Jensen broke the kiss, resting his forehead against yours, a bright smile on his lips. “Wow.”

You giggled and lifted your head, “Yeah, wow. Jesus Jensen, what were you waiting for?”

He frowned and shook his head, “The right moment I guess, a sign that you were into me.”

You laughed lightly, “Jensen, I have been into you since day 1. Since you laughed at my stupid intro about quoting Dean Winchester. I’ve liked you since than and never stopped but you never made a move.”

He shook his head at himself, if he knew that you had feelings for him, he would have acted sooner but he had no idea. He didn’t want to move too fast and scare you. He didn’t want to mess things up for the show, he loved working with you.

Suddenly, it clued in. Daisies. He tried, he really did. You frowned and pushed your head down, Jensens eyes worriedly staring back at you.

“Daisies.” You whispered, shaking your head.

He smiled and leaned closer, “Yup, Daisies.”

“I should have cancelled. I should have stayed.”

He shook his head, “No, I think this is how it needed to happen. I think we know eachother way better now, and feelings are stronger.”

You smiled and nodded, leaning close to kiss his lips. You could feel him smiling into the kiss and everything inside of you melted. “Thank you for choosing me.” You whispered

He pushed another kiss before his hands moved to your cheeks. “I’ll always choose you Y/N.”

Thank you for reading I hope you liked it ❤️

[sicknessbysalem]

me: has some requests in the box

also me: im going to introduce a new blorbo

jokes aside! i’m introducing a new oc for the nonny who requested more caretaker meadow who’s ask i deleted on accident (i thought i was replying my bad!)

meet houston, the honorary older brother of meadow! houston is a tattoo artist and works at the tavern meadow works at!

if you have any questions, comments, or concerns, send me an ask!

tw emeto, fever, mention of loss of a family member

Meadow stepped lightly along the gravel path that led to Houston's apartment, her sandals crunching softly with each step.

The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on her flowy, bohemian dress. A breeze carried the scent of blooming wildflowers and the distant sound of cicadas. She loved these moments, the quiet before she reached Houston’s door, where she knew a calm, welcoming presence awaited.

As she reached the door, she knocked softly before letting herself in, as was their custom. “Houston? It’s me,” she called, her voice gentle and melodic.

Houston looked up from the couch where he sat, sketching on a tablet. He gave her a tired smile. “Hey, Meadow. Come on in. Make yourself comfortable.”

Meadow kicked off her sandals and padded barefoot into the living room, sinking into the armchair opposite him.

Jack Daniel, Houston's cat, immediately trotted over to her, his movements unusually insistent. He rubbed against her legs, then padded back to Houston, pawing at his lap.

“Hey, JD,” Meadow cooed, scratching behind his ears. She loved Houston’s cat, but absolutely hated the awful name Houston chose for him. Or at least, Meadow thought it was awful.

“Why do you hate Jack Daniel so much?” Houston asked her, turning his head to watch as Meadow began playing with his cat.

“Because, it’s a right fucked name to give your cat,” Meadow said, “And it’s a shitty liquor.”

Houston gasped in shock, “How dare you talk about my son like that?”

“You’re the one who decided on that name.” Meadow said.

“I found him behind a dumpster at the tavern,” Houston said, “I don’t think garbage disposal, trash heap, or Smirnoff were good picks for a name.”

“See this is why you can’t have kids either,” Meadow said, “Your naming system is more fucked up like a chicken in a pig pen.”

“I’m also gay,” Houston pointed out, “Only children I could get is through adoption. And in this economy? No way.”

Meadow laughed, continuing to pet Houston’s cat, who for once was all over Meadow instead of hanging out in his tree by the window, and when he wasn’t all over Meadow, he was all over Houston.

“You’re extra affectionate today, aren’t you?” Meadow cooed, watching as the cat jumped off her and went back to lying on Houston’s chest.

Houston shrugged, trying to work around the cat in his way. “He’s been like that all day. Clingy little guy.”

Meadow studied Houston's face. There was a pallor to his skin, a tightness around his eyes that hadn’t been there before. She watched as Jack Daniel continued to fuss over Houston, almost as if the cat sensed something was amiss.

“You alright, Houston?” Meadow asked, leaning forward slightly. “You look a bit off.”

Houston blinked, his hands stopped on the paper. For a moment, he seemed to be processing her words, and then suddenly, his face contorted in a grimace. He clutched his stomach, the color draining from his face as a violent wave of nausea hit him. He dropped his pencil and Jack Daniel jumped off.

“Shit,” he muttered, bolting up from the couch and making a beeline for the kitchen. His sketchbook and pencil clattered to the floor as he dashed, barely making it to the sink in time.

He braced himself against the sink, and out of nowhere, he found himself getting quite violently ill in the basin.

His chest burned, his throat was sore, and every time he thought he could catch his breath, he was vomiting again.

Meadow was at his side in an instant, her hand on his back, trying to offer some comfort as he retched. She grabbed some of his hair, pulling what was safe back from his face with one hand. Jack Daniel meowed anxiously, circling around their feet.

“Houston, what’s going on?” she asked, worry lacing her voice. “Have you been feeling sick all day?”

Houston took a few shaky breaths, gripping the edge of the sink. He coughed a few times, spit, before leaning more heavily into the sink.

“I didn’t even realize… until you said something,” he panted, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “I’ve been lying around most of the afternoon, since I got back from the shop… I felt fine earlier.”

Meadow frowned, gently guiding him to sit down on a nearby stool. “You’ve got to take better care of yourself, Houston. You’re always pushing too hard.”

She cupped his face in her hands, sighing softly, “You’re burning up. So it’s not because you forgot to est before you had caffeine or took your medicine… You didn’t feel sick earlier?”

Houston shook his head, “Honestly, I didn’t. I felt fine. Normal day, really.”

Houston winced as another wave of nausea rolled through him, a sheen of sweat breaking out on his forehead. He closed his eyes, trying to steady his breathing. Meadow’s cool hands on his face were a comforting contrast to the heat radiating from his skin.

“You’ve got a fever, and it feels like you’ve had it for a bit, your shirt’s all warm,” she said, her voice laced with concern.

She grabbed some paper towels and cleaned up the chunk of hair that she missed when she pulled back Houston’s hair, cleaning it so he wouldn’t have to worry. Or make a bigger mess.

“Let’s get you back to the living room. You need to lie down.” Meadow said after a few moments.

Houston nodded slowly, allowing Meadow to help him to his feet. He leaned heavily on her as they made their way back to the couch. Jack Daniel followed closely, meowing plaintively as if sensing the distress.

Once they reached the couch, Meadow gently eased him down, arranging the pillows to make him comfortable. She grabbed a throw blanket from a nearby chair and draped it over him. “Just rest here for a bit. I’ll get you some ginger ale and crackers, see if that helps settle your stomach. Is your bleach still under the sink.

Houston nodded, the realization dawning on him. “Shit… the sink.”

Meadow giggled, “I can take care of it, seriously. Didn’t you clean up the floor after I threw up at work last… week. Oh no, did I get you sick?”

“It’s fine,” Houston said, “Seriously…”

“I’m definitely cleaning the sink,” Meadow resolved.

Houston leaned back against the cushions,“Thanks, Meadow. You don’t have to… stay, you know. Or do that….”

“Hush,” she chided softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead before she walked to the kitchen, “I’m not going anywhere. Someone has to make sure you’re taken care of, and it looks like JD’s already volunteered as your nurse.”

Houston managed a weak chuckle, wincing slightly at the effort. “Yeah, he’s a real trooper.”

Meadow disappeared into the kitchen, the sound of cabinets opening and closing reaching Houston’s ears. He closed his eyes, trying to focus on his breathing, but the room spun around him, and his stomach churned. He groaned, clutching his abdomen.

Meadow returned with plate it seemed she was using as a tray, setting it down on the coffee table. She handed him a glass of ginger ale and a few saltine crackers.

“Try sipping this slowly,” she instructed, sitting down beside him. “And nibble on the crackers if you can.”

Houston took the glass, his hands trembling slightly. He managed a few sips, the cool liquid soothing his throat.

“Thanks, Meadow,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

“You’re welcome,” she replied, her tone gentle.

Meadow sat in the chair, glancing around awkwardly. She didn’t know what to do for the moment. Houston saw it.

“Do you want to use my cross stitch stuff? It’s in that bin by the bookshelf,” Houston offered “I know you like that sort of thing. And maybe then you’ll be less stressed out.”

“Stressed? No… I’m not…” Meadow said, “Oh, fine.”

She got up, grabbing the bin in question. She moved it over to be between her and him. Maybe Houston would want a distraction. Maybe not.

Houston took small sips of the ginger ale, the liquid cool and fizzy against his throat. Meadow watched him closely as she gathered a few different threads.

Houston nibbled at a cracker, but each bite seemed to sit heavily in his stomach, like a stone. The nausea was relentless, a churning storm within him that refused to abate.

"How's it going?" Meadow asked softly, her eyes searching his face for any sign of relief.

"Better," he lied, managing a weak smile. "Just need to ride it out."

She nodded, though the worry in her eyes deepened. "Just take it easy. Let me know if you need anything."

Houston leaned back, trying to focus on the steady rhythm of his breathing. The room felt stifling, despite the open windows and the gentle breeze drifting in.

His skin prickled with sweat, and he felt another wave of nausea rising. He fought it, swallowing hard and gripping the edge of the couch, his knuckles turning white.

He tried to ignore it. Tried to watch Meadow as she looked at a pattern on her phone and started working on it.

Houston took another sip of ginger ale, hoping that maybe that would help, but his stomach rebelled almost instantly. He set the glass down with a trembling hand, trying to suppress the rising nausea.

The effort to keep the contents of his stomach down was quickly becoming too much to handle.

Meadow looked up, seeing his face she frowned but said nothing, knowing better than to argue. She watched sporadically as he leaned back, closing his eyes and taking slow, measured breaths. He felt how Jack Daniel nestled closer to his thigh, his purring a low, comforting hum.

Despite his best efforts, Houston felt the nausea intensify, a relentless wave that left him no choice. He bolted upright, clutching his stomach, and hurried to the bathroom.

“Houston!” Meadow’s voice came out as more of a stunned yelp.

Meadow was right behind him, she pulled his hair back.

Houston found himself clutching the toilet, retching violently. Worse than earlier. The sound echoed in the small space, and he felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him.

He hated being sick, hated the vulnerability it brought. Each heave sent a jolt of pain through his body, leaving him trembling and weak.

Meadow rubbed his back soothingly, murmuring words of comfort. "It's alright, just let it out. You're doing fine. You’re going to be fine.”

When the spasms finally subsided, Houston leaned heavily against the wall, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. His throat burned, and tears pricked the corners of his eyes. He wiped his mouth with a shaky hand, feeling utterly spent.

"Sorry," he muttered again, his voice hoarse. "I didn't mean to..."

"Don't apologize," Meadow said firmly, shifting to sit more comfortably, "You've got nothing to be sorry for."

Meadow handed him a damp cloth, which he pressed gratefully against his forehead.

"Thanks," he whispered, closing his eyes for a moment.

"Just breathe," Meadow said softly. "In and out, okay?"

Houston nodded, though his mind was still a whirlwind of discomfort and unease. Meadow stayed beside him. After a few minutes of silence, and more careful observation of Houston’s shaking only seeming to get worse, she spoke again, her tone light and curious.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," he replied, opening his eyes to meet hers.

"Tell me about your tattoos," she said, gesturing to the intricate designs that adorned his arms. "They all look so detailed and meaningful."

A faint smile tugged at Houston's lips. "Yeah, they are. Each one has some sort of good memory tied to it."

Meadow leaned in closer, her eyes tracing the patterns on his skin. "I'd love to hear them, if you're up for it."

He took a deep breath, trying to focus on her question instead of the lingering nausea.

“This one," he said, pointing to a vibrant sunflower on his forearm, "Arizona, she loves them. Sunflowers are her favorite…"

Meadow smiled, her fingers lightly brushing the edge of the tattoo. "It's beautiful. And the others?"

Houston shifted slightly, revealing a delicate vine of ivy winding up his wrist. "The ivy is for resilience. It grows in the toughest conditions, just like... well, just like I've had to."

Meadow nodded, her expression thoughtful. "That's really powerful, Houston."

He continued, pointing out a detailed oak tree that spanned his bicep. "The oak is for strength and endurance. It's a reminder to stay grounded, no matter what."

Meadow's eyes softened. "I love that. It suits you."

“This one…” Houston turned his arm, a bundle of wildflowers on his forearm, “Well, that’s yours.”

“Mine?” Meadow asked.

“Yours,” Houston nodded.

Meadow's eyes widened, her fingers gently tracing the delicate wildflowers on Houston's forearm. The flowers were a mix of daisies, bluebells, and wild roses, each petal rendered with intricate detail.

“Mine?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper, a mix of surprise and emotion coloring her tone.

“Yeah,” Houston said softly, his gaze meeting hers, chuckling softly, “You’ve been a constant in my life, like those wildflowers. You bring beauty and light to even the toughest days. I wanted to carry that with me, always.”

Meadow’s eyes glistened with tears, and she blinked rapidly, trying to keep them at bay. “Houston… that’s… I don’t even know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything,” he replied, a small, shy smile tugging at his lips. “Just know that you mean a lot to me. More than I can ever put into words.”

She squeezed his hand, her touch warm and reassuring. “Thank you. That means more to me than you’ll ever know.”

Houston nodded, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders. He took a deep breath, ready to continue. “This one here,” he pointed to a delicate fern that curled around his left bicep, “is for my sister, Lily. She was always fascinated by ferns, loved how they represented new beginnings and hope.”

Meadow’s eyes softened. “You’ve mentioned her a few times. She sounds like she was wonderful.”

“She was,” Houston said, his voice tinged with sadness. “I like to think she’s still with me, in some way. This tattoo helps me feel connected to her. And I’ve made my life better… kind of like living the life she never got.”

Meadow nodded, her hand moving to rest over the fern. “She’s definitely with you, Houston. In everything you do.”

She squeezed his hand again, her touch grounding him. “You have such a beautiful way of honoring the people you love, Houston. It’s inspiring.”

“Thanks, Meadow,” he said, his voice soft. “These tattoos are my way of keeping them close, no matter where life takes me.”

Meadow nodded, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “They’re a part of you, just like you’re a part of me.”

Houston felt a warmth spread through his chest at her words. “Yeah, we’re all connected, in one way or another.”

They sat in companionable silence for a few moments, the weight of their conversation settling around them. Jack Daniel, sensing the shift in mood, climbed into Houston’s lap, purring loudly.

“Seems like JD agrees,” Meadow said with a soft laugh, reaching over to scratch the cat behind his ears.

Houston chuckled, the sound low and comforting. “Yeah, he’s a smart cat.”

Meadow stood up, holding out her hand, “You should get in bed. Come on, I’ll help.”

Houston took her hand, smiling softly, “Thanks.”

Meadow smiled, pulling him to his feet, “Any time Houston. That’s what family is for.”

[phyriaxi]

Sketchbook Post! [ 1 ]

Welcome to my first sketchbook doodle dump!

I ended up having a bunch more drawings to share than I initially assumed, so I wanted to include some of my thoughts as well! This post will be quite a bit longer than usual :] thanks for stopping by!

CONTENTS:

NEW UNIVERSE (personal project work)

Sketches from life

Fanart (there's a lot of Arknights)

A couple of mini-comic sketches

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NEW UNIVERSE // character explorations and other doodles from my personal project!

I haven't really talked about it here, but for the past couple of years I've been working on an original story in my free time! The image above is a quick lineup of the main cast that I doodled while waiting at the station. Progress is slow, but the placeholder name is "NEW UNIVERSE", and I'm currently working on developing the stories for my characters and their origins!

(yes, i draw a lot of Arknights fanart ... but I do have some original work too LOL)

A couple characters you may have already seen are Lyda Khatra (the white-haired girl with bows in her hair) and Maria Serval (the lady who has horns and is usually smirking). They appear many times in my sketchbook, alongside many other characters that I'll try to introduce~

[ Clockwise from the top-left: Sara, Lyda Khatra, Kiron Schiavona, Red-Eye, Iris Serramount (2) ]

I recently found an old pack of red pencil leads prior to this page, so its purpose is mostly to test the material and less about the characters. But a bunch of them are on here, so I suppose it's a good chance to talk about them a bit :)

>> Sara, the top-left character drawn in light red pencil, is a young Verlin adult (note: Verlin are basically the in-universe demon people, and they're the counterpart to the angel-like Zaurites... it doesn't really give them powers or anything, I just wanted characters with horns and halos lol). She's pretty aloof and was originally a scout for the Blackbird Syndicate, one of the three power-holding entities currently in control of the (tentatively-named) city of Midria. However, she was quite terrible at her job, and they eventually realized that Sara enjoyed making/maintaining records of Midria's various fauna and cryptids. She is often followed around by a trio of little eyeball creatures :D

>> Lyda Khatra is the next character here, whom I've drawn a couple times before and posted here. In short, she's an agent for a security company known as WALTZ, which is in turn a subsidiary/cover of a group called The Styx. On missions, she partners with a boy named Sasha, but due to his unique condition (which I'm still expanding on, so I won't explain it here), she is often outcast by other WALTZ members and nicknamed "Miss Mortician". Truthfully, Lyda is just a child who ran from home, who believes that she won't ever have to acknowledge her fears if she can delude herself enough.

>> Following Lyda is Kiron Schiavona. He's a prodigy marksman who was discovered by one of the Administration's commanders, Elena Sparrow. He takes pride in his abilities, but for whatever reason, Elena has rarely assigned him to any proper missions.

>> Red-Eye is up next, in her usual twin-tailed hairstyle. She is from the Blackbird Syndicate's courier department, which is pretty much the city's only remaining postal/courier system. As a highly capable messenger, she and fellow courier Orion take on many high-priority delivery, retrieval, and escort missions. (additional note: I used to draw her with only one red eye, but somehow the heterochromia felt boring after a while, so both her eyes are usually red now. But either is fine)

>> Last on this page is Iris Serramount. Her story continues to be revised and rewritten, so there's not much I can say about her yet (except that she's 19, which is a fact that has stuck throughout most of her iterations).

Some other characters that I don't draw as often include Myra ("Malady"), Seremi and William Khatra (Lyda's older siblings who work for the Administration), and to a lesser extent, Maria Serval. Red-Eye's coworker/partner Orion doesn't get much time in the spotlight either :P

The following group of images includes a bunch of their sketches. Seremi is the one with the chin-length messy hair + a cape. She and Maria have a lot of history, and the two of them still work in the same division to this day. Myra/Malady is the one with the choppy hair, holding a chain-scythe in the third (?) image. Her original concept had her as a cowardly clairvoyant trying to take back her life for herself, but the clairvoyance isn't really relevant to the story anymore. Orion is in the last image.

(Yes, I did draw Arknights' Lappland with my Maria Serval in the first one. I'm a big fan of their 'shit-eating grin' energy lol)

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Sketches from/inspired by life // quick studies of people and places, often at the park

I'm lucky to live near many wonderful parks and greenspaces, which gives me a lot of opportunities to people-watch and draw from life. Admittedly, I only started taking advantage of this recently, but I'm glad to have started late rather than never :]

Also, I have access to this really awesome roof, which I take inspiration from in a couple of these drawings. It's in a pretty industrial but under-maintained area, but luckily that means there are lots of rusty pipes, worn bricks, and random metal gadgets that really scratch my aesthetic itch!! I hope to incorporate more of that visual feeling into my artwork going forward.

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FANART DOODLES // unsurprisingly, it's mostly Arknights

This is probably the content you're the most familiar with, albeit in a different style than usual. At this point, Lappland is my warm-up and passtime go-to, so she shows up a lot. I also drew Asuka from Evangelion the other day, and I really like how that sketch turned out!

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MINI-COMICS // doodles of scenes that popped into my head

I'm terrible at writing, especially when it comes to stories, so these are probably mediocre at best. But I hope to publish NEW UNIVERSE as a comic/manga-styled story eventually, so you could say these are just my first steps, hehe :]

1: Red-Eye and Courier receive an unconventional request

2: Commander Sparrow introduces Kiron to his new squad members, the Raptors (featuring Maria Serval being very snarky)

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That'll conclude this sketchbook post! If you've read this far: I know this was a REALLY long post, but I hope it was enjoyable! I'd love to hear your thoughts and feedback!

There are a couple more drawings that I'm quite fond of, but unfortunately I've now hit the image limit for a tumblr post. Maybe I'll save them for next time :] I hope to make more posts like this in the future when I have the time. Usually the stuff in my sketchbook stays in there forever and I never share it with anyone (nor do I often take the time to look back and think about it), so this was a lot of fun for me!

>> Oh, and lastly, thank you very much for nearly 500 followers!! <3

[verycharismaticdragon]

On Air Island - chapter 4 - part 4

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other: [character guide] - [to avoid sp⊘ilers]

(the transcript is available below the poll, under keep reading)

Transcript legend:

In-game text

Character speaking: dialogue line

regular chat message Donation: donation message

available donation messages

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Naoto: Do you think I'm kidding!

[player] donated 80 Ordinary Clover: Maybe it was DUCKACOON?

Hanse: Speaking of which, we should probably find out where DUCKACOON is......

Staff with a camera: Whoops, calm down. The patient needs to be stabilized. { Oh my, calm down. The patient's gotta rest. }

Staff with a camera: Julia, I think it's best for the cast to head back to base camp.

lalala99: Hmmm…  hansefan: Well Naoto also not in a good condition either { Well, Naoto is currently unwell } 1ilthree: They really need to rest for a bit

Screen Writer: Yeah. I think so, too.

Screen Writer: Attention, cast members.

Screen Writer: We'll make an announcement after we've assessed the situation and held a meeting. Until then, please rest at the base camp.

KindFood: The production team need to discuss it though hansevip: It’s better this way than having something else happen without any plan. Elvis: Well something is kinda off  itsme: But there is nothing to do, right? 

Naoto: Hey, Julia!

Hanse: Sorry about that. There's a lot of confusion, isn't there? 

Hanse: I'll go off the air and turn it back on when things are sorted out! See you later!

Melody23: Huh! GeeksWay: ??? Star1han: Suddenly like…? 181x178: Aargh KindFood: I can’t sleep because I am so curious ggung: I will wait for it

<Please check your connection>

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Hanse: Hello, this is Hanse. It didn't take long, did it?

ONLIONE: Owh imnewon: Hanse!! DUMMY: Did you take a break?  97amy: He came back real fast?  Hihanse: So how was it? 

Hanse: The producers have just finished their meeting and have called the cast together. Please listen in.

nazang12: Ohoho JomSon: Okay Okay koncijeu: What could it be?

Julia: Hello? I would like to formally greet you.

Julia: I'm Julia, the assistant director and writer of <Never Stop Watching!>.

onionin: Woah  BegLove: Hi!  hanyise: Seems like a very significant matter. The writer is personally stepping in.

Julia: You were surprised that the PD position was vacant, right? I'll introduce new content from now on. 

Julia: It is 'Find the PD!'~❤

dl61300: ?? hasebuck: ??????? ALICErab: They are looking for the PD? Saesae: What do you mean???  FactOppa: I just got in but what the heck is this? {I just tuned in, what's going on?}

[The cast members shouting]

Honari: Ah... ... ... ... ...

Honari: I have a question! So, is PD hiding somewhere on the island right now? 

Julia: Yes, that's right, he's waiting for you to find him. 

hanse1se: The PD disappeared so they are looking for him  hansehan: Is it something like hide and seek?  han-L: Eh? Onemore: ????

Naoto: Don't be ridiculous. How can someone who's been attacked......! 

Julia: Don't stir up anxiety, Naoto! 

Julia: It's dark in the woods, you're mistaken.

MOoMOo: Hmmmm Flos: Well, that does make sense hanshack: Well it’s kinda dark  nuclear: Strange creature is kinda hard to believe in the first place MyBaby: Wasn;t it a problem that appeared before? Try check Naoto’s broadcast {This matter can be solved by looking at the broadcast, no? Play back Naoto’s video}

Can Naoto's broadcast be the proof?

Naoto is disrupting, shut him down!

[emdotcom]

My Bad Faith Media Recs:

(In which a thing i like a great deal is incredibly flawed/morally questionable/contains harmful themes & views/a combination of these)

Post-Shift 2 (Not morally bankrupt, just a powerful case study on how not to introduce players to new mechanics)

Clocktower 2: Ghost Head/The Struggle Within (IS morally bankrupt & does some absolute fuck-shit on NOT portraying DID, while also portraying things around it that are harmful. Plus, it's just bad to play, the only way you can get through this puzzle game is legit by using a walkthrough (because exploration gets you killed, & trial-&-error Do Not Work), + the endings are unsatisfactory & not worth your time to see)

Elfen Lied (maybe the worst piece of media I wish I could recommend more often, but will not due to how absolutely awful the content is. You NEED to look at the unconsenting media page before you touch this thing with a 100ft pole. It portrays some of the most abhorrent human behaviors, lays bare victims, showcasing their trauma for mere spectacle to keep an audience entertained. It repeatedly victimizes every single female member of the cast, either at an attempt at ""comedy,"" or to villain shorthand the villains while raising up the victims as sad characters you should heap sympathy upon, just so the protags can look like saints when they swoop in & help out. This is a constant re-iteration through an endless series of showcasing really heavy topics, with little to no care in how these topics are portrayed -- something that discusses a heavy subject but will never "handle it well." It's also kind of cathartic, for reasons I would need more paragraphs to explain. I watched it out of spite, & it instantly popped up to my favorite anime, & one of my favorite pieces of media, perhaps, before I got to the graveyard scene & went, "What the fuck?" & Had to stop watching, for a few weeks, only to come back & immediately adore it some more. It's so bad.)

Bendy & the Ink Machine (If you ever have interest in this series, your best way to experience it is by getting the sparx notes on the first game, then playing Bendy & the Dark Revival instead, which rehashes & references the first in a way I find derivative, but it ultimately a much better game to play. I think the first game is more interesting to talk about than it ever was to play, beyond maybe the first chapter -- but only if you treat it as a proof of concept, rather than the first of 5 entries in a single game. I cannot stress how shite it is to release your game in hacked up chunks that all need to be purchased, as basically paid dlc, & I also need to say that going back & making those previous versions unobtainable by mashing it all into one game that can instead be bought all at once does not erase what you were doing for years before that moment. I also need to say the devs are fucking awful for what they put their employees through -- that shit is dire. Also, the chapters are not at all cohesive, & do not "blend." At the end of one, you are teleported to the other, & the connective tissue is weak. The only 2 chapters that feel like they were planned together are 4 & 5, two chapters i speculate were likely originally intended to be 3 chapters, but were squashed into 2 when the devs inserted a new chapter for a character they previously had zero plans for after fans became incredibly interested in her. The series relies upon you reading alternative media like the novels & sequel to justify the first game & its ending. It's bad. It's so bad, & it makes me so angry that I have debated on getting into video essays exclusively to lay bare all the ways I despise this. It is my favorite game.)

[silvertsundere]

Silver Talks AniManga (24/09/23)

I was gonna say no anime next week since pokemon is on break but then remember that we're still getting zom 9 (before it goes on break until god knows when) and the frieren 1h:30m premier on friday

blue - finale/completed green - new series/new to me

Anime

Pokemon Horizons Ep23

nice episode before the cour break, it's good to see riko get some time in the spotlight and help move the plot forward. seems like next time there should be a lot of plot too since they're finally meeting the grandma but show is gonna be on break for the next 2 weeks so we'll see eventually I guess

Zom 100 Ep8

good episode, it was p funny and we finally got the introduction of bea. the fanservice was good too, and the seeds of the akira and shizuka romance were good too

Manga

Ayakashi Triangle Ch144 (Finale)

aaaaaaaaaaah it's actually over 😭 it's gonna be sad not having yabuki on sundays for a while again but hopefully he'll come back soon enough but anyway ayakashi was a very fun series, ofc it's not an actual 10, but there's nothing else I could personally rate it as, it's just a good ecchi manga with a little bit of battle manga thrown here and there as yabuki is an expert in making. honestly I liked it even more than I would've if matsuri had stayed a boy cause I'm a slut for yuri, as is known, but it would've still been a 10. not really much more to say really, the art was top notch as you'd expect from yabuki, the story wasn't deep or complicated since it's an ecchi series, mostly just a way to bring up Situations to put our characters in, but it moved at a decent pace, and all the cast was likeable and fun to see, even the villains later turned allies. if I had any complaint it'd be that the final arc felt a bit rushed? I thought after the hotel stuff they'd get together and storm the exorcist hq and have 1v1 fights with all the main characters vs the baddies but that never happened but oh well I'll be impatiently waiting for yabuki's next work 🙏

Two on Ice Ch1

hey that was actually better than I expected since I didn't really have any interest in the theme. tho the art was pretty rough at some points, the characters are pretty decently written at least. we'll see how the next chaps for this and mamayuyu go tho cause I can easily see either of them getting axed in the near future, kagurabachi should be fine for at least a couple serialization rounds with how explosive it's debut was

Dandadan Ch121

I didn't expect the new baddie to show up so fast, let alone even meet our protagonists so that's surprising. I'm gonna assume that he's gonna take over the school with whatever power he's using here and our mcs are gonna be the only ones that notice it and they're gonna have to stop him at school without standing out too much. we'll see how right I am

Ice-Head Gill Ch13

gill got a powerup that goes along with the series name. I haven't talked about this series in ages cause.. there's no much to say, other than it getting axed on the next serialization round for sure, it's just not that interesting. the art's p decent but the previous chap it was really hard to follow, along with what the hell was going on with all the charas moving around

MamaYuyu Ch3

if chap 1 felt like a one shot or prologue this felt like the end of the actual first chapter. corleo is off to train and actually become capable of fighting all the creatures coming from other worlds, like I predicted 😏. I'm assuming there's gonna be a timeskip after this OR a training arc of sorts that's gonna introduce some other cast members and allies for the mc before we do get some timeskip. he might be the hero but I don't think he's just gonna be proficient in fighting instantly but we'll see I guess

Kagurabachi Ch2

nice ch2, went over what happened with the dad that they skipped on ch1 and set up the overarching plot with the mc having to retrieve his dad's 6 special swords and defeat the 3 baddies that killed him. nothing brand new or innovative but a serviceable starting point, it's the strongest out of these 3 new series easily that's for sure

[tierneydev]

introducing tierney devereux

full name: tierney may devereux

nicknames: ti, tier

age, date of birth, zodiac: twenty-six, August 1, 1997, leo

gender, pronouns, sexuality: cisfemale, she/her, heterosexual

relationship status: single

time living in nashville: raised for 13 years, returned for 6 months

occupation: broadway performer

positive traits: ambitious, encouraging, passionate

negative traits: spoiled, unforgiving, perfectionist

face claim: abbey cowen

voice claim: christy altomare

BACKGROUND

TW alcoholism, drug use, child neglect, stalking, attempted murder

Tierney Devereux was the last child born into the famous Devereux family. Her parents were both well-known singers, with a record label to boot. This meant that all the children were thrust into the spotlight as soon as they were born. Tierney loved every second of it. As soon as she was old enough to talk, she was singing non-stop. Her parents even brought her out on stage during their tours to sing with them every once in a while. Singing on stage with her parents was always the best part of her childhood. That was when Tierney felt the happiest, the most loved…probably because after the high of the performance, her parents were nowhere to be found. Most of the time, the Devereux parents were drunk, high, or fighting. Sometimes all three. This left the five kids to fend for themselves, with the older ones leading the pack.

Tierney learned then that the best way to get her parents’ attention was to be the best performer she could be. This wasn’t too much of a hardship, given that she loved nothing more than being on stage. Only singing wasn’t enough for Tierney; she soon fell in love with acting and dancing as well. Mrs. Devereux, ever the manager, capitalized on this passion and begun encouraging her youngest daughter to pursue all three. This lead to the only logical next step: Broadway. The Deveraux’s hired a full-time au pair solely for Tierney to travel with. Colette would fly to New York with Tierney for auditions, and soon after, rehearsals. Tierney’s first Broadway role was Orphan Chorus Member #3 in a production of Annie when she was eleven. After that, she landed her first named role - Brigitta von Trapp in The Sound of Music.

Her big break came after two years in supporting roles. Tierney auditioned for the titular role of Matilda at age thirteen, and was cast. This was the role that really changed her life, as Tierney was nominated for a Tony Award for Best Lead Actress in a Musical. She was the youngest award nominee in almost twenty years. Tierney went on to be nominated for a total of four Tony Awards, including the two she has won thus far. When that show wrapped, Tierney’s mother thought it would be best for her to live in New York full-time to pursue her career. So Tierney was withdrawn from her school in Nashville, and she moved to New York with Colette. Tierney had a full staff in her New York apartment, including a private tutor, driver, and chef. She only returned to Nashville for breaks, though she dreaded it every time. There was always some sort of drama going on at home, and her parents never seemed to notice she had come back. At sixteen, Tierney stopped visiting her parents altogether. She still went back to Nashville, but she only saw and stayed with her siblings. However, she ended up feeling like an outsider. She lived an ignorant, spoiled life in New York, while her siblings still had to put up with her parents.

But being successful at such a young age wasn’t always as exciting as it sounded. At only thirteen, her life started to get dissected by the media. She was on talk shows, magazine covers, commercials. Her first kiss was on stage during rehearsals. Every change in her body was reported on and recorded. It didn’t get easier as she grew older, either. Then, it was her love life being speculated on, pregnancy rumors, dramatized public “breakdowns”. There was never a break.

So when Tierney began to notice weird things like a shadow moving behind her, an unlocked door she swore she locked, and missing items found in places other than where she left them, Tierney just thought she was overworked. That was, until things got a little more obvious. She began getting phone calls from a blocked number, the person on the other end silent but breathing heavily. They were frequent, coming in every day no matter how many times she blocked them. Sometimes, she would come home to a broken window or deadbolt. A camera would flash with no paparazzi. Gifts left at her door with notes commenting on her daily life, activities, and appearance. A Get Well Soon! balloon tied to the door knob the week she had the flu and was sick at home. Tierney tried to report it to the police, but they either couldn’t - or wouldn’t - do anything.

It all came to a head one night after a show. Tierney had gone out for drinks with her costars after their final run, and stumbled into her home to find her understudy, dressed entirely in Tierney’s own clothes and pointing a gun directly at her. Looking directly at Tierney, she fired the gun without saying a word. What the understudy didn’t count on, though, was that Birdie had left her phone in her friend’s car and he came in to return it. As soon as he saw what had happened, her friend tackled the stalker to the ground and called the police. Tierney was rushed to the hospital and underwent major emergency surgery, losing her spleen in the process. The understudy was arrested and charged with felony stalking as well as attempted murder. In court, it was revealed that her understudy had become obsessed with Tierney and lost her mind. She insisted she never really wanted to hurt Tierney. She just wanted to be her.

After everything was said and done, Tierney decided that she needed a break from the spotlight. She no longer felt safe in her city, on stage, or in her home. Possibly for the first time in fifteen years, Tierney needed her family. So she packed her bags and took the next flight out to Nashville.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

Childhood friends: people that Tierney was friends with before she moved to New York, people she visited when she came back

Current friends: Self explanatory

Trauma bond: someone she bonded with over sharing trauma

Industry friends: people she knows from working together, preferably people that worked in new york often

FWB: yakwtfgo

Affair partner: A married man that Tierney used to hook up with often, whether in NYC or when she came to visit Nashville as an adult. Most likely, this was only a physical connection but can be plotted out. Current or former

[moongurl95]

Chapter 5.5 – Crossed Wands: Round 1

“So how many are there?”

Beatrice looked up from reading Lachlan the Lanky's page just in time to see something briefly glint beyond the walled map she and Sebastian just passed before she answered the boy's question, “Oh— I think maybe... around at least a hundred?” She answered most casually, still planning when to study her Field Guide more, and maybe enhance her Revelio casting abilities if objects other than Field Pages were starting to shimmer before her—

“A hundred???” How does Weasley even expect you to find all that within the school year??” Sebastian sputtered.

“I'd imagine most of them are here in Hogwarts, I did say it's already quite an adventure to be here.” She just had to think of it as a big game wherein she had to “collect” stuff along the way, the Floo Flames were coming along easily enough, and she was pleased to have activated yet another one in her map as they entered the Clock Tower.

“And so here we are, I'll introduce you to Lucan Brattleby and see if he's got any rounds open. We'll find out if your performance today was sheer luck— or actual skill.” Sebastian grinned at her as they approached a younger Gryffindor student.

“Well, if it isn't the undefeatable school champion, Sebastian Sallow!” The boy greeted enthusiastically upon seeing the Slytherin.

Sebastian met the boy's enthusiasm as they shook hands in greeting, laughing heartily, “Surprised you haven't heard the rumors yet Lucan, I’ve been usurped, embarrassingly so…” He made a show to wipe away crocodile tears.

“Can't really expect me to believe that unless—” Lucan stopped in his sentence as he just took notice of the girl beside Sebastian.

Beatrice only observed in amusement as Lucan leaned in towards the older boy as he whispered, though she couldn’t help but hear it either way, “Is that her? From the rumors?? The new fifth-year???”

Chuckling as he leaned away from Lucan, Sebastian nodded in her direction as he replied, “The very one. Fresh from her first day at Professor Hecat’s class, if you get what I mean…?” He and Lucan shared a look with the younger initially staring owlishly before the realization of what Sebastian said seemed to have sunk in, “Oh! Then if Sebastian vouches for you, that's all I need to know.”

The boy now looked at her and introduced himself, “I'm Lucan and I coordinate duels here for Crossed Wands, which is our duelling club of sorts. It's usually by invitation only, so you must have really impressed Sebastian.”

“Hello Lucan, I'm Beatrice and while I'm flattered to hear that, Sebastian's not a bad duellist either.” She glanced at said boy only to see him smiling comfortably back at her with his arms crossed.

“I'd imagine it's quite something to see the two of you duel.” Young Lucan had an almost knowing grin as he glanced between the two fifth-years.

“How does Crossed Wands work, exactly?” Beatrice asked, curious if the secret club was had anything like the Quidditch seasons she'd read.

“The official tournament of champions will start next month, it's our way of determining the school's greatest duellists, the winner is even awarded a prize to liven things up. In the meantime, I'm still getting our members' time schedules, so for the next two weeks we'll have daily Initiate rounds for the newbies at certain times.” Lucan paused enough to point out the schedule he momentarily hang by the gate, “Though now that you've showed up, I can match you with the other duellists here, if you're interested?”

“Of course. Duelling's an entertaining pastime.” Beatrice perked up at the mention of a prize, briefly remembering what Andrew had whispered to her back in class... “Congrats in earning your first lot of pocket money, it'll definitely help with future trips to Hogsmeade.” And if the glint she saw earlier was anything to go by, then Beatrice didn't have to feel burdened by Professor Fig covering for her personal expenses.

“I agree.” Lucan’s reply almost made Beatrice think he had read her mind, her focus was now on him as the boy continued, “Besides, in Crossed Wands you can duel with a partner if you like.  Your first time I'll pair you with Sebastian. Next time, you'll need to bring a partner along or duel alone. So care to step into the ring?”

She and Sebastian shared a look, smiling back at the younger boy with a nod, “Get us in the ring.”

“Spectacular. Let the fireworks begin!”

They were soon paired off against a younger Gryffindor, Lawrence Davies, and a Housemate of hers named Astoria Crickett-- who Beatrice was sure she'd heard the name being mentioned before— “We'll make you regret signing up.” At the other Ravenclaw's scathing words, Beatrice now had an epiphany as to why Astoria did not seem to be the type to want Everett in her Quidditch team. She did sound intimidating...

“Mind if I let you handle this for a bit?” Sebastian broke through her thoughts as he held up his wand with a smirk.

“And be able to practice my actual skill in duelling? Why not?” She gave him a smile of her own, palming the handle of her wand, it definitely weighed lighter than a sword which made the past spells she'd cast under Professor Fig's tutelage easier to project, no matter how complicated her mentor said it initially would. But ever since she'd “activated” that glow from the Portkey's container, there was this steady built of power she was suddenly feeling inside herself, something she needed to cast out through duelling lest she feel like she might implode, but her second-hand wand was only now starting to feel like a cork—

“Glacius!”

Beatrice managed to pull up a Protego despite her shock at being casted a spell she had yet to use for herself, she casted Stupefy back in retaliation, enough to give her a split-second to note that both her opponents were susceptible to any control spell based on the yellowish glow from their shield charms.

“Levioso!”

“Confringo!”

Beatrice looked back in surprise at Sebastian's obvious damage spell that followed the one she'd just casted, to which the boy only shrugged in turn before his eyes widened as he pointed his wand at her, “Accio!”

Oomph! Beatrice felt Sebastian's one arm wrap around her protectively just as the flames from an Incendio nearly blasted her way. Maybe she'd bitten off more than she could chew, she only had two spells bouncing in her arsenal right now and none of them even included these nasty fire starters, for Godsake!

“Eyes on the prize, luv.” He whispered in her ear before he pulled back to give her a smug look, though this just made her smile sweetly in return, quite pleased with something she'd learned from him just now, “Guess you were right about Accio being used on humans.” She patted him on the chest as she quickly went to finish the round with a new strategy in mind, unbeknowst to her that she had left the poor boy with a slowly reddening face, which was definitely not the after-effects from the Confringo he'd just casted.

A combination of Levioso, Basic Cast and Accio later, Beatrice was more than pleased to hear of their victory, “Nice work! Sebastian wasn't wrong about you.” Lucan had said after the match ended. Speaking of, Sebastian had grown suddenly silent...

“There's strong competition ahead, but keep this up and you could be the next school champion.” 

“Brilliant. Count me in on next month's tournament.” She was definitely curious of that prize.

“I shall, it takes time to organise these duels, so do come check with me tomorrow round the same time. I may have something lined up for you. Again, congratulations on your first Crossed Wands victory. Well-fought. Hope to see you back here again.”

It was when Lucan walked away to speak to the other club members that were there that Beatrice spotted Sebastian who had Davies in a headlock, “Just wait till I've grown a bit— then we'll see how well you do.” The younger student grunted almost petulantly.

“Oh yeah? Make sure I haven't grown white hairs then lest they put you in Azkaban for picking on the old!” Sebastian retorted back playfully as he head-knuckled the boy.

Beatrice smiled at the easy camaraderie Sebastian seemed to have among their schoolmates, she felt ashamed that maybe she had easily jumped to conclusions when she'd closed her mind off to the Sorting Hat and remained adamant with her House of choice, partly due to a sense of prejudice. Though Beatrice still wondered about the advise she received regarding Sebastian's friend, Ominis Gaunt, it's as if there's an insinuation that she'll get herself in trouble if she was to befriend even half of the Slytherin pair...

“I feel sorry for your next opponent.”

“Astoria! I don't think we've properly met, I've only heard from Everett about you in passing.” Beatrice offered a hand in greeting to the girl who suddenly spoke beside her.

“Tell that oversized runt there's no chance he'll be making the team as long as he hasn't been cleared by Kogawa, and that's even if Black brings back Quidditch next year!” Astoria huffed, though she met Beatrice's outstretched hand with a firm grip of her own, narrowing her eyes with a sly smile, “And you're Beatrice I've heard, despite being the new fifth-year, you seem to be making friends with a troublesome lot.” Astoria then nodded towards Sebastian's direction.

“I think I can get away with a little trouble here and there, thanks.” Beatrice furrowed her brows, loosening her hold on Astoria's hand but the other girl held on for just a bit longer, “Don't let the young Gaunt hear about it then.” She had said with a taunting smile, before letting go of Beatrice then walking away.

“Well, I’ve places to be. See yah around fledgling~”

Now that would be the third time she was warned of Ominis Gaunt. Truly there must be a charm in threes... and speaking of places to be— Beatrice gasped.

next chapter ⤜⤏

[kim-ruzek]

I’m a Stellaride fan and I’m also a Brettsey fan but I don’t like the promo. Last season we know that for the finale the major focus would be on Stella and Sev’s wedding - everyone talked about it, they showed us a sneak in a promo. Now they said that we will see how the case Casey made Stella involved with is going to end. Should be exciting, right? No, they show us sobbing Brett. This is how they want to make sure people will watch the finale? They say one thing and tease us with another (btw if she’s said yes after not talking to him for so long I’d be so disappointed in her but it’s another conversation…) when they use Casey come back as a promo the ratings didn’t go up - maybe show some actual action and people will show up? Just a thought

PS I want a happy ending for Brett and Casey, I’ve waited too long for that but this? Rushed engagement after radio silence for few months? Please, we (and them) deserve better than this

Yeah I mean I definitely think that depending this is the finale and the case is coming to a head that there should've been more action shots but at the same time, their promos are always so short and there might not be stuff they can actually show that'll ruin the action part of it (although that just might be my cpd self talking lol).

I guess I don't mind too much what was chosen to be in the promos for a few reasons, really. One; I don't find their action shots very exciting in the promos. Or rather I do, but I enjoy the actual scenes in the episodes better when it's not in the promo as the way they cut it makes it more disappointing imo.

Two; I love the action, but I'm primarily motivated by ships. That's what makes me watch in real time, and engage in fandom. So I always do prefer ship centric promos because that's what I tune in for. For action stuff only, I tend to wait to watch it all in one go.

Finally, three; I've largely stopped watching fire after Hawkins died. Now I might be getting back into it, possibly but that depends a lot on how this season ends and how next season kicks off. The only reason I'm remotely excited and planning on watching the finale is because of the brettsey interaction which means I don't mind the promo.

But I agree we do deserve better than this. The radio silence, the break up... and introducing a new love interest to Sylvie when we should've just got a few more episodes of build up about the baby, it all should've be done better.

However I am reserving my final judgement on that since it all depends on what the outcome of this baby storyline will be and whether or not this is paving the way for them to write out Sylvie from the show. Because of kara is leaving and this is facilitating that, then I'm not annoyed too much and especially not minding about the promo not being action focused, as the big thing of the episode would be a long time cast member leaving.

I am also reserving judgement just in case the outcome of this storyline is that we get brettsey back somewhat on screen, if Jesse has chosen to make a few occasionally appearances next season. It all just largely depends on why they have chosen to do this storyline and if it's anything to do with the actors availability.

Although either way or whatever the reason, I'm not totally upset about this storyline, if it is a proposal and if Sylvie does say yes. Because imo it does make sense with them, with how great their love is, and that the time apart from each other and then Sylvie's decision to try and adopt the baby has just reaffirmed that being together is what matters and is what they want.

The thing I'm most irritated at is that yes the whole thing was so badly handled all season, and they definitely never should've introduced the new LI. And that we should've got a few more episodes of build up to the baby.

So really as much as I have my annoyances, my possible happiness at all this outweighs them, for me.

Thank you for asking!! ❤️

[toulousewayne]

Green Arrow: Hunted

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This is a concept for a Green Arrow movie, which is a direct sequel to the Green Arrow and Black Canary film.

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Synopsis:Oliver Queen returns home after being away on League business. He finds a string of murders with arrows begins to tarnish his reputation in his city. He needs gonna help to stop the murders before he becomes prime suspect number one.

Rating: PG-13

Runtime: 2 Hour, 19 Minutes

Release: June 15,2029

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Cast:

Oliver Queen/Green Arrow…Austin Butler

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Roy Harper/Arsenal……Jake Austin Walker

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Malcolm Merlyn/ Dark Archer……Nikolaj Coster-Waldau

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Mia Dearden/Speedy…..Sabrina Carpenter

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Cameos:

Dinah Lance/Black Canary…….Chloe Bennett

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Concept Art: All Artwork belongs to the original artist‼️‼️‼️

Green Arrow:

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Malcom Merlyn:

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Arsenal:

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Speedy:

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Plot:

Oliver returns to Star City and finds a string of murders have created a problem for him.

He rides to the Glades and finds a warehouse. It was formerly owned by Maxwell Lord.

He finds three prominent political leaders murdered by green arrows. The S.C.P.D. Are about to swat the building g and GA as to escape. Several swat members fire at him and throw tear gas into the building. He’s nearly captured until a young blonde girl in all black sets off the fire alarms. She tells GA to follow her, and she leads him underground a tunnel and they escape.

She introduces herself as Mia, she tells GA that Dinah asked her to follow him and watch his back. Irritated he tells her he’s not a rookie, she tells him that he doesn’t understand that with his absence that crime as skyrocketed.

She shows him news reels of the last several murders and tells him that he’s been all but officially charged for the murders. She tells him that she wants to help him. He gives her a device and tells her he’ll be in touch and leaves.

He returns returns to the cave where he’s creating a crime boards from the last four murders and examines clues and other evidence. He gets a call from Dinah, and he asks her why she sent Mia to him. They get into a fight and he hangs up before returning to his investigation.

Roy exits from a seedy dive bar and see the man he’s been following the last three nights. A man by the name of Arthur King who is somehow connected to the District Attorney and the Police Captain murder’s.

Roy is trying to find the man when a waitress , who works at the bar takes his order. She being chatting with Roy who tells her he’s busy and Mia tells him the man he’s looking for rarely comes in here but she’s heard his name a couple of times. Roy beings to think of ways to draw him out.

Oliver attends a broad meeting with several overseas chairmen the next morning. He meets Malcolm Merlyn a wise and wealthy businessman from Star City himself, but works mostly in his China department.

Oliver and Merlyn have passive aggressive conversations throughout the meeting which comes to an end with Merlyn smirking and telling Oliver they’ll have to carry this conversation later. Oliver watched him leave when when his phone buzzes with a signal from Mia.

Mia is waiting in an alley when Green Arrow jumps down from the fire escape, and asks her what’s going on. She tells him that she find all the victims have some sort of connection to Queen Industries. The DA and Captain were apart of the Queen Act to protect the Glades, the first victim was a reporter who first broke the story and the second victim was the Vice President of a company partnering with Queen Industries to support the Act.

GA asks her how she solved that so quickly and she jokily tells him because she’s just the smart. And before either of them can continue severs black arrows nearly pierce them. GA causes a smoke screen and takes Mia to the rooftops. He tells her to stay out of sight and he ventures farther into the open and quickly dodged more arrows.

A Dark Archer appears and tells Green Arrow that he is in his way of killing his remaining targets. GA and the Archer fight on the rooftop,but the Archer defeats and nearly kills GA.

Mia takes Green Arrow’s bow and scattered arrow and fires a lucky shot nicking the archer. He tells GA that he won’t be so lucky next time, and throws a smoke bomb disappearing.

Mia helps Green Arrow and he tells her she’s not a bad shot for a rookie. Back on his feet he tells her she can’t go home because the Archer will not be looking for her too. She tells him she’s doesn’t have much of a home life anyway. He had her join him on his bike and he takes her to his Arrow Lair.

He tells her she can stay here and he reveals his identity to her. She’s shocked and asked why did he do that. And he tells her any friend of Dinah is a ally in his eye, and the fact she saved him.

Mia is overjoyed to see the Arrow cave. Oliver begins patching himself up and he’s trying to talk to Mia and get to know her. She briefly tells him about her life in the Glades. Oliver tells her that he doesn’t judge her, him misjudging people is what cost him a lot of things and people. Mia noticed a display with a suit that was once Speedy’s and she asks about it which he dismisses.

Roy is suiting up while listen to several sound clips from bugs he planted. He takes his bow and fires a arrow and zip lines across the street to the Emerald Hotel. He breaks into it and is inside the penthouse. He lures around looking for evidence and he quickly dodged several black arrows.

Mia fires three arrows in the archery training ground. Which Oliver comments on her natural instinct. She tells him where she’s from if you can take the shot, you take it and don’t miss. Just then his computers ring with a board set.

The two see a video of a bruised and bloody Arsenal. The dark archer comes into frame and taught Ollie. He tells him he couldn’t stop him, and he’s gonna fail to save his former protégé. He tells him meet him in one hour alone or he’ll kill Roy.

Mia tells Ollie he can’t go into this without thinking it through. He resuits up and Mia tried stops him and tells him he’s walking into a trap. And Dinah would want him to think it through before charging into this blindly. He tells her that this is personal now and he grabs his uniform and bow and leaves to get ready.

He arrives at a Queen Industrial construction site and ventures into it. He makes it to the thirteenth floor where he finds and an unconscious Roy, he checks his pulse before and arrow nearly takes out his hand.

The archer appears from the shadows with his bow drawn. And he tells Oliver he’s been waiting for this. The two engage in a battle of bows,arrows and hand-to-hand combat.

Mia sneaks off the elevator and speeds to Roy who’s slowly waking up. He brings to speak but she reassures him she’s a friend and begins to cut his restrains.

Oliver fires a Arrow that releases a bright flash and he knocks the archer into a dry wall. The Archer draws a hunting knife and attack GA.

Mia frees Roy and assists him towards the elevator. He asks her does she work for the Emerald Archer and she gives him a sassy response.

GA gains the upper hand and manages to tussle and unmask the Archer as Malcolm Merlyn. He tells Oliver that he figured he remembered him from their meeting but he tells him it doesn’t matter because he has one last person to kill and take Oliver down. He throws a dart and it injects a toxic into Okie who stumps back off the roof.

Ollie regains his bearings and uses arrows to stop his fall.

He saves him self and takes an antidote. And catching his breath while laying on a support beam.

When he returns to the lair Mia manages to help a now alert Roy Harper,but when the two men lock eyes the air goes stale in the room.

Oliver tries to speak to Roy who immediately tries to leave and the two get into a heated argument. Dinah appears and tells them to stop it.

She tells Ollie to back down and he does. Dinah tells Roy to get dressed and to meet her outh side.

The two go to Big Belly Burger and she asks him where he’s been. It’s not a great conversation at first but once she gets him to open up it all dawns on her what happened between them, and she tells Roy she’s sorry she didn’t know nor did she know what fully happened between them but she tells him it’s time to make amends with Ollie but he must do it on his terms. Not hers and not his but his own.

Merlyn arrives to his penthouse and enter his Dojo. He take out a large vital and leaves again.

Mia attempts to get the true from Ollie who tells her messed up. He wasn’t the best role model and he didn’t think through his decisions. He pushed Roy away.

Roy tells him he didn’t push him away. Dinah ask Mia to come with her for a moment.

Roy and Oliver have a heart to heart and Oliver apologizes for throwing him out and not helping him through his addiction and Roy tells him he doesn’t blame. Ollie tells Roy he’s the little brother he never had and he’s proud of his recovery.

Mia and Dinah hug and Dinah tells her that she has to go. But she wanted her to know she’s glad the boys have someone just as headstrong looking after them. She tells her she figured she be staying around and she tells her that she wants her to not let her past define her, she’s her own person and deserves to live her life. She tells her the guy in the Glades who keeps coming to collect will no longer bother her.

Mia thanks her and tells her she doesn’t know what to do now. And she’s Mia that it’s her own life and it’s up to her. Oliver comes up to them and Mia tells Dinah thank you and hugs her before leaving to head back inside.

Ollie and Dinah share a sweet moment before she gets on her bike and tells her not to miss her to much, before she speeds off.

The next day Ollie arrives in his office to find it eerily quiet. Green smoke engulf his office and he collapses. The last thing he see are a pair of black boots.

Roy arrives in the Lair to find Mia training with a dummy. He ends up teasing her before helping her perfect her stance. His phone buzzes and it’s Oliver. The entire top floor of Queen Industries is on lockdown with Oliver trapped inside. He grabs her suit and tells her he has to go. She eyes a few spar bows and smirks to herself.

Oliver walks up tied to a chair with Merlyn standing before him. He reveals why he’s doing this to Oliver he wants revenge for because when he first met Oliver in the League he was overlooked by Ra Al Ghul as a successor for Oliver after the original too turned down the offer. He felt could never gain the status he worked for. He wants Oliver to feel what it’s like to have everything you’ve worked for and have it taken from you.

Roy arrives at Queen Industries and breaks into the ventilation shaft and rushes to Oliver.

He arrives in the lobby and is ambushed by Assassins who work for Merlyn. He makes quick work of them before taking the stairwell, he fires a grappling-arrow to the top floor.

Marylin tells him he has planted evidence in the room and when the police storm inside they will pen all the murders on Oliver and he will spend the rest of his life in prison. A red Arrow nearly hit Merlyn. “You’re not going anywhere”

Arsenal and Merlyn being to fight through the top floor and Oliver manages to get his restrains off. He charges Merlyn and they crash throw a window onto the rooftop balcony.

Merlyn throws smoke and flees but Oliver rushes after him with Roy in tow.

They climb onto the roof and fight Merlyn. A black chopper arrives for Merlyn who tells them it’s been fun but he’s ending it once and for all, he pulls a detonator from his pocket and warns the two men he planted explosives throughout the building and will kill them all.

A golden arrow knocks the device from his grasp. Mia in a makeshift Speedy costume winks at Merlyn who is punched and knocked out by Oliver. The chopper beings to fire at them when Roy fires a explosive arrow at the chopper which catches the tail. The chopper brings to descend towards them and Oliver tells them to run. He grabs Merlyn and they jump off the building.

Roy and Mia fire rope arrows to a nearby building and Roy grabs Oliver’s arm and they land on the building just as the chopper crashes on the rooftop.

Oliver removes his jacket and tie and tells them he has to collect the evidence but Mia hands him a black bag. She tells him she grabbed it before she came onto the roof. Oliver thanks them for their help and turns to find Merlyn is gone from his restrains.

The three of them turn back to Queen Industries building engulf in flames.

A time skip of two weeks later Oliver is holding a press conference on the steps of Queen Industries and talks about the murders of his associates, the attack on him and tells Star City he will not stop until the city is safe. Through his conference Mia is training in the lair, Roy drives red convertible passing the now leaving Star City sign with a small photo of him and Oliver on his dashboard, and Merlyn is watching from a town car from across the street and tells the driver to proceed.

His tells the reporters and press he will not fail this city before the camera pans upwards towards the city before a last short scene of Green Arrow over looking the city when Mia joins him in a new suit. He jokes with her before they fire their arrows and swing towards the city and it fades to black.

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Tales Of Dracarrio: Act 2: Session 3 Recap

A wooden mask is removed and a friendly face is revealed. After discovering that Ansbach is also a fellow Human from Earth Realm, Kyle had plenty of questions. Why was he here? Where do his powers come from? And where are his pizza rolls? Ansbach reassured him all his questions will be answered in due time, giving Kyle the location of his group's base of operations. He told the group they needed to meet him there as soon as they could. With Kyle’s arrival, so did a great power that’s upsetting the balance of the world, and they were told that more details would be revealed if they meet him there. Just before he took his leave, they found out that Ansbach carried a scroll of teleport. And after a few minutes of planning, they convinced Ansbach to tag along with them for their journey across the lands of Dracarrio.

The next morning, they were given orders from their samurai friend Iji. Orders to meet with the Empress of Cittadina and deliver a scroll to her as representatives of the Lolita Dynasty. They’d be given passage to the ports of Beaufort, but making it to the Cittadina Capital was on them, and they needed to have this completed and return with the information within 3 months to claim their reward.

During this time. The party spent 7 more days in Lolita before casting off to wait for their weapons and armor to finish being crafted. And while they waited, they met a strange talking crow. It begged for help, a wizard deep in the jungle had turned her into a crow days ago and she didn't know how to turn back. Kyle, being scared of the talking crow, swung at it repeatedly. And so did the others until one of them landed a blow, turning the crow back into a woman. She was so grateful for the help, but with how weird they all were with Julio asking her to join their party, Eiji saying weird things in her mind, and Kyle being Kyle, she ran away when they began to argue with each other.

On the 7th day, now fully geared up and with a plan set, and a new party member, they made their way across the Ruby Bay that took them 5 days to cross. Calm open seas gave the party a chance to relax and make some friends with the crew and captain, finally making landfall in the ports of Beaufort.

It is here where they are introduced to the country of Aiken. A very different landscape than what they were introduced to. A cooler climate and stone walls stretch around the land. Ships and various crews from across the world either prepare for cast off or check their shipments as the party make their first steps into a new land. After asking for directions, they made their way to the market district. Towering buildings stretch into the sky, almost piercing the clouds as the streets below begin to form a sea of people. All manner of races wander the city streets and in the center a large ornate stone fountain. Kyle knew what he had to do, and climbed atop this handcrafted piece of art, spraying water all over the place as he does, using the fountain as a soapbox to shout out to the busy crowd of people. A loud bang could be heard through the streets, and before Kyle could finish a sentence, he was netted, and restrained to the ground. Dozens of guards surround the party as they put Kyle into custody. They found out that Kyle had disrespected a holy landmark. But luckily The party was able to convince the guards to let him go.

Julio told Eiji to keep an eye on Kyle while he took Ansbach to search for a caravan. Maybe he could convince them to hire his crew as protection so they could make it to the Capital City on schedule and protected. And that he did. Julio met with a Caravan captain by the name of Mortarian. Striking a deal, they set off later that night, and began their adventure into the countryside of Aiken.

On their 3 day journey to their next stop they ran into all sorts of dangers and distractions. On day one, they stumbled upon a dead troll in the middle of the road. While the rest of the crew worked together to clear the path, the party went off ahead to see if any ambushes were waiting for them deeper into the woods. There they found a large battlefield of dead trolls and red capped gnomes. All appear to be dead except a few, who ambushed the party, ultimately failing in their approach, even though it was annoying for most of them. On day two they passed a nobleman making his way to Beaufort, the party mocked him and avoided any conflict. On day three the caravan stops and the party can hear a loud booming voice scream to Eiji in the front of the caravan. It was a larger than life Orc warrior. As Eiji made his way to the front, the mark that was branded into his hand from the old magic shop keep Camilla began to glow a bright green hue. As Eiji and the Orc stood but feet apart, both of them had matching magic marks of their own. No words were shared between the two. This was a duel. In their minds they knew what had to be done and no one may intervene. For he must prove himself a strong and wise warrior to claim the black blade. And after 12 seconds of violent clashing of steel and flesh, the Orc falls and Eiji is victorious. Just as his crew members began to cheer for his victory, Eiji drops on all his limbs like a bug and begins to eat the Orcs corpse and doesn’t stop till his clothes remain. Shocked and horrified and now with the path clear, the party as well as the caravan made their way into their first destination. A small town by the name of Kelton.

What more does this world have to offer our heros? What will they discover in Kelton? And will they be able to make it to the Capital City in one piece? The road is long and dangerous, as we’ll soon find out…

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The Guardians: Part 6 - Appearances

I can only reiterate what I said in a previous post and have read in online reviews of this show, that it seems to change tack somewhat from now on. The earlier episodes were perhaps a little worthy and stodgy, containing lost of serious stuff about political subjects and philosophical discussions, but it now includes more human interest.

In this one much of the human interest is in the fact that Mrs Weston's husband is reintroduced to the show, having been missing presumed dead for most of it up to now. It turns out that he is being held in a 'hospital' for special - I'm not sure what the word is - let's say programming, to stop him being a naughty little Communist. In other words torture him to the point where he loses all independence of thought. When I say torture, what I really mean is being held in a room with no windows, forced to watch Coronation Street (I'm not even joking) and experiencing mind games played by the world's most annoying psychiatrist.

Helpfully, the doctor pops round to see Mrs Weston, just casually to tell her that her husband is still alive and incidentally we all know you've been shagging the Prime Minister's son and how are you going to deal with this nice little quandary. Therefore quite a lot of this episode is about that, and her chatting with the PM's son about the meaning of life. She also has a whole session with her psychiatrist about what's going on and whether it's possible to love two people at once.

Of course you knew that Dr Benedict wasn't going to go quiet, having casually murdered someone with his bare hands at the end of the last episode and so some of the human interest is that his wife has, naturally enough, left him and taken the children because she doesn't want to be married to a murderer. She's just vanished and the Guardians haven't come knocking on the door, which frankly doesn't seem that plausible.

The main political interest is that Benedict and a lady who is another member of the resistance group Quarmby, make an explicit plan to make their resistance actions more dramatic, which they do by planning and carrying out a bombing on Guardians headquarters. I'm quite prepared to admit that I'm getting very confused by this show's ability to introduce new characters and give existing ones different roles without explanation, but as far as I can tell all the members of Quarmby in this episode die, either shot by the Guardians, each other, or by suicide capsule. This may of course just be the impression I'm intended to get because it leaves me puzzled as to what is going to happen next, unless some of them survive or the show introduces a whole new raft of Quarmby members, which would be quite something. We do, however, see that Dr Benedict is not dead, right at the end of the episode. Goodness, this show is confusing.

The bombing takes little time just after the middle of the episode and the rest of the time is depicted in quite a lot of talk in the 'hospital' where Weston is being held and between Mrs Weston and the PM's son. Quarmcy then approaches another of the cast right at the end of the episode, which frankly comes as no surprise because all their other members are dead and they'd have had to pick someone familiar to us in the cast.

I think I have identified this show's difficulty which is making it so difficult: it started off by trying to be a political thriller, but it's not possible to fill thirteen hour-long episodes with political discussion and terrorists events without the state actually being overthrown in the third episode, so it's forced to use what feels like a lot of padding. Even given the slower pace of the TV of the time it feels plodding at times and over-talky. I think it would be been better with fewer episodes or even half-hour instead of whole hour episodes.

My main criticism of this episode specifically is that so much time is given to chat about relationships and yet there is absolutely no discussion of the ethics or legality of keeping an adult human prisoner in a hospital and subjecting him to psychological programming or deprogramming, in the name of drilling the 'Communism' out of him. I have noted before that this show tends to do this and just depict some things while endlessly discussing others. It's really strange, especially as it could quite easily have been worked into the episode by having the PM discuss it or having a questioning Guardian wonder what was going on.

What I like best about this episode is that the Guardians headquarter is very oviously a 1960s-vintage office building, dressed to be the Guardians' headquarters by barriers and some sand bags in front of it. When Quarmby throw the bomb at it the explosion very obviously happens behind the sand bags without injuring the building and an already-alight Guardian staggers into view from the other direction. I am not criticising this, but praising the amateur theatricals standards of 1970s TV.

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