#something something rocket verse

[fagulaa]

Something I really love about the Silt Verses is how, in a world of gods and monsters, how grounded Faulkner's trauma [and relationship with his father] is. Especially as the season moves on, and the stakes amp up [and up] its so unexpectedly piercing to be presented with this exploration of childhood abandonment/negligence, inter-generational trauma, the indignities and stress that comes with unexpected elder care/early onset Alzheimer's. You're so locked in to these grander, more abstract concepts that your defenses are down! Mine were, anyway. TSV is so good at cutting its grand, complex plotlines with simpler [but not shallower] gutpunches, and it just grounds the whole thing.

[rainbowpufflez]

Team RR but it’s their mugs 🤯

[vixletserenity]

Everybody come for the family drawing school assignment. And not knowing their names at the time, they were distinguished by traits; spooky, serious, and funny.

@devotionblind @dandieliongirl @reiketsui @chounaifu

[valeisaslut]

what is rockstar!ellie and popstar!readers favorite albums or songs to have sex to and is it different the type of sex it is???

(MDNI)

OKAY NONNIE. I SEE YOU BABE.

when you were together, music wasn’t a detail. it wasn’t background noise.

it was ritual.

sex was just another kind of performance—intimate, electric, and scored like a fucking movie scene. you didn’t even have to think about it. one of you would press play without a word, and it would begin. always. every time.

the moan that escaped your lips when Ellie slid her hand between your thighs? framed by a drum kick. the snap of her hips against yours? timed to a bassline. the gasp when you dragged your nails down her back? right on cue with the bridge.

that performer nerve in both of you always acted up. and you both loved it.

ELLIE’S VIBE? hot, cocky, heavy.

she had ZERO shame about putting The Fireflies songs in rotation. if it was about you, even better. she lived for the drama. that smug little smirk would curl across her lips while her voice rasped through the speakers.

"this one’s about that night in Paris," she’d mutter in your ear, teeth grazing the shell as the intro to “Buzz” kicked in. “you remember that balcony?”

yeah. you did. you remembered the cold iron railing digging into your back, the skyline behind your head, ellie’s hand between your thighs, whispering “don’t look down” like it was a fucking dare.

“Rocket Queen” played during the kind of sex that left marks. your own moans melding with the ones in the song. bruises blooming like ink across your skin. her voice low and filthy as she mouthed every lyric into your shoulder. hips snapping right along with the guitar solo. fingers digging into your thighs like she was holding herself in place.

when Deftones came on, she’d slow it down. plant a hand over your throat, lean in close, and keep eye contact like she was testing you. like she wanted to see what broke first—your breath or your pride.

picture "beauty school", "cherry waves" "hearts/wires" and "be quiet and drive".

and when “I Wanna Be Your Dog” (Joan Jett version) hit the speakers? Forget it. you were both done. she fucked you like she meant it. like you were hers. like the lyrics were instructions.

and of course "closer" by nine inch nails and "angel" by massive attack were in the rotation. self explanatory.

but the Joel song incident? PURE DEVASTATION.

you were mid-fuck—her buried deep inside, breath ragged against your chest—when an old acoustic Joel Miller track shuffled on. your moans melded with the first verse.

and you both froze.

"fuck, fuck—turn that off!" she muttered, scrambling across the room half-naked, tripping over her jeans to skip the track.

you were wheezing with laughter. she was not amused.

sex to Ellie’s music meant dominance. bruises. nails in your hips. teeth on your neck. whispering “mine” and "take it" like a threat. pulling your hair just to hear you whimper. keeping rhythm like her body was an instrument and you were the encore.

YOUR VIBE? softer. but no less powerful.

yours was intention. you liked control too—but yours was silk, not chains.

you liked music that made the room feel thick. velvet songs. desperate ones. you liked knowing exactly what a song would do to her before you even pressed play.

"can you put something less loud? maybe not scream in my ear while I’m coming?" you’d huff, straddling her lap, fake annoyed. ellie would grin—“fine. but I’m picking the next one.”

“Do I Wanna Know” and “I Wanna Be Yours” had her unraveling underneath you. "basic as hell", she said, but they always hit. hands tight on your hips, breath caught in her throat as your fingers slipped under her tank top.

“Needed Me” by rihanna was power. your pace slow and unrelenting while riding, holding her jaw in your palm while she begged—really begged—for you to stop teasing.

but “Take Me to Church”?

you’d arch your back like a goddamn divine offering, hips rolling in time with the chorus, sweat glistening down your chest, your hair sticking to your temples. ellie would stop breathing. every single time.

and when your unreleased demos came on? the ones you wrote only for her? soft vocals. bare lyrics. rough mixes that never made it to your team’s ears?

she’d drop to her knees. put her mouth on you like she was starving. and when she came, it was your voice in her ears—only yours.

sex to your music meant never breaking eye contact. tangled hands and tangled limbs. gasps turned into sobs if the moment got too intense. her voice whiny with need, whispering “again, baby, please—just one more”

and then there were the SHUFFLE NIGHTS.

when you both gave up and let the playlist choose chaos.

when The Weeknd transitioned into Metallica and neither of you blinked. when “Wicked Games” came on and you were breathless on the carpet, half-dressed, laughing into her mouth. when she bit your thigh during a Led Zeppelin riff and you accidentally moaned through a Lana verse.

when you came with her guitar solo ringing in your ears and her grin looking downright feral.

those were the best ones. no performance. no power plays. just raw, chaotic, messy, real love.

and now?

It haunts both of you.

you can’t listen to “Do Not Disturb” without flashing back to the way her mouth moved over your stomach like she was worshipping every inch.

she can’t hear “Take Me to Church” without seeing you on top of her, haloed in moonlight, riding her slow like penance.

your unreleased songs?

still on her phone. still in her bones. still hers.

[noctilucid]

Dannymay Poetry - Day 10 Family

Danny wandered to the front of the room like a plastic bag dragged by a light breeze, his legs steady only because they'd disconnected from his brain. He still had that deer-in-headlights look as he turned to face the class, like his Pavlovian response to bolt to the bathroom was a hair's breath from kicking in and whisking him away.  

"Um," he said, voice cracking, "it's in free verse?"

Sam mimed a deep breath and smiled at him from the back.  Tucker gave him a thumbs up.  Danny locked eyes on his papers and let the hasty words swell up his throat and over his tongue like water, slowly finding his rhythm as the lines lapped against the walls.

I perch on the banister and look down into a still house, A living room in miniature, doll-like. Stale air smells like the summer I was 8, Something indelibly Us leeching from the carpet, or walls. The smell that can only emerge when we are gone, Our home shut up like a box.  This emptiness feels like you.  Here is a version of me, a tapestry, Of a moment, and a moment, and a moment Shuttled through time and bound in white string. A houseplant left to yellow and stretch from a dark end table As our furniture collects dust. You live in hypotheticals In equations and circuits and graphs— And perhaps I learned that from you And wove myself into myth. Now, the ghost of us sleeps below Encased in solder-smoke and chrome. You built a rocket ship inside-out. As I sit in our mausoleum, the orange gloam of sunset Grows from the window across the dingy floor. And a vision out of the past— my sister glows like fire in that light In cheap bangles and striped socks, Feet kicking in the air as she reads on the rug. She rolls her eyes at me, but I lay down next to her anyway. I use the cover of her book to pin my star map flat So I can trace the constellations. I will not break the silence, only feel the thud... thud Through the floor as she taps her feet, deep in thought.   We exist in a bubble of warmth. I used to beg you for stories of constellations and cosmonauts. That far-flung dark, beautiful and hostile and unknown, Was my siren's call, not so unlike yours. How strange it is to be spun from an essence That has become my opposite, To be made and destroyed in the same breath. Did Clotho weave my life backwards, a chiral pair to yours? For one instant I held the heavens in my left hand. My catasterism— blast shadows etched across the walls. Am I interesting to you now? If only the stars would catch us as we fall, And usher gently in that good night. Charon nor Orion saw their poisoned stings.  Atropos snipped, and they fell unawares. Now I ask, do you believe in the Fates? Ticking down in our clockwork universe. Does there exist a sky with no constellations? But here the whole menagerie is loose With Cetus in the lead. You build blast doors over my deepest place And see if they will hold. Come, dam up the infinity behind them. You think you can close the hole you made, But you only seal yourselves into our family crypt. See?  I have already stepped through. I go to the threshold and open the doors.  I stand on the shore to cast the ashes, Let them sink into the tide.  Loss is in our nature.  Now I know And I am trying to let go. I can't contain you. I am only an echo of your voice. I am only the parts of you that didn't hurt to keep. One thread at a time, I cut myself away. What white string is left, you can have. 

...A stillness lingered after his voice fell off into which Lancer murmured, "You wrote that today?" 

[skythealmighty]

haha i love when i struggle with multiple hyperfixations at once. i am a coward for not making a crossover between allnof them but like. worldbuilding hard stfu

#rocket talk #the hyperfixes: #tmnt #inanimate insanity #bfdi #dsmp #the last one mostly spurred on by the stupid shit dreams doing #love clowning on that fool

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i love how people are reblogging gi's hit post like it isnt a sign of his crippling inability to deal with change or to come to terms with his own self

anyway on other news i have a bunch of ideas for a new d&d campaign!

#i love my cousin but he really really needs therapy #like REALLY really

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I just realized... why do we call it "humanity"? Shouldn't it be "objectity"? IS it that in some universes? Can we claim universes that use "humanity" all once had humans???

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Hello! Golf Ball from the BFDI universe here. I can confirm we use 'humanity' because we have, and also have had, humans. I cannot say for other universes though.

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Fan II at your service! we use both- humans are kind of a myth for the most part. depends on how religious you are sometimes

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Cringe Pill, TDOS- 'objectity' is the main term we use. Hadn't even heard of humans until Real Life Battle, honestly

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guys, you're way overthinking this. here one sec

add in the tags what universe you're from (and if you picked humanity, if you know why add that too)

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Oh, hadn't even thought of that...

#Goes to show you can be as smart as you want and still be stupid 😅 #Very curious to see the responses

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🎩 not-a-magician asked: Hi, I've been seeing people ask you for advice on auras and mental wellness and things... do you have anything for sleeping? I don't know if I have insomnia, but I've definitely had some trouble sleeping lately. I'm tired as hell but can't seem to just. Do it. Any advice at all would mean the world to me, really

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(Reminder to all: my advice on here is not meant to replace professional help by any means. If this is the cause of underlying trauma, please turn to therapy and not Tumblr. I'm not licensed yet.)

Thank you so much for the ask! While I'm sorry to admit sleep habits are not something I'm particularly versed in, I will give advice to the best of my ability as always. Best wishes on your journey to heal ^-^

Full advice below the cut to save space, as always!

Keep reading

#mental wellness #sleep habits #sleep #candle's light advice #not-a-magician

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ive come to a realization

you're welcome

#tpot #gravity falls #bfdi #one bfdi #bill cipher #i spent way too fucking long on this #if anyone's done this before me don't tell me please #also please dont come after me one THIS ISNT AN INSULT

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WHY THE FUCK AM I GREEN NOW?!

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GREEN ISN'T INTIMIDATING. GREEN IS STUPID. GREEN IS ~nature~ AND ~healing~ AND PEOPLE WHO GET STUCK UP ON MOUNTAINS!!!!!

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there will be hell to pay for this.

#i SWEAR if who i thought did this did this.

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Ummm why did I just get a bunch of hate dms after I changed my username? I thought these were over :[

#It's the same guy too.... #oh wait right I unblocked him since he stopped

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Finally getting therapy ✌ unfortunately my therapist says it's not productive to be literally dancing on my dead father's grave. that beign said tune into my next stream where we do dares at his gravestone

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how to stop water in pot from burning? tried to cook ramen and failed

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i did not mean to type this in google im crowdsourcing

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What the hell did you do?!

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NOTHING

#wait u have a tumnlr?

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📛 loud-and-proud Follow

i know this is ironic because of my username but uh. does anyone have any advice for being in love w your best bro and not knowing how to say it

🎚 all-about-dat-bass Follow

bro... im right here...

📛 loud-and-proud Follow

bro... so... is that a yes?

🎚 all-about-dat-bass Follow

hell YEAH, bro!! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

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no way... i love you dude ❤

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love you too man ❤

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Fucking finally

#They were SO BAD off screen #Definitely didn't expect this on Tumblr of all places though.

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time sensitive question: is it possible to get sued by algebraliens

🥧 threepointonefourwhatever Follow

this was posted literal months ago why are you idiots still reblogging it.

1️⃣ theoneandonly Follow

I mean~... if you want help not getting sued, I could always lend a theoretical hand?

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no soliciting

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That's not what "no soliciting" means, you know.

🥧 threepointonefourwhatever Follow

suck my dick

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Haha, rude! I'm only offering help, you know.

🥧 threepointonefourwhatever Follow

go away you bill cipher wannabe or ill bite into you like a stale dorito

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I can find you, you know.

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lol

#im about to do whats called a pro gamer move

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i blocked her 🎉

[ssjkamui-digitalphoenixug]

A rather short analysis. I already briefly touched on that symbolism. Anthy is heavily associated with the colors of scarlet/red and purple.

Sailor moon also most prominently uses these colors for their villainesses. In final fantasy 7, there is a villainess named Scarlet and in marvel, there is Wanda maximoff which is called the scarlet witch and who sometimes acts very morally dubious. And many Disney villainesses wear scarlet and purple. One example here is maleficent.

But what is the significance of these 2 colours? This refers to a certain woman mentioned in the book of revelations in the Bible.

Here the relevant verses:

Then the angel carried me away in the Spirit into a wilderness. There I saw a woman sitting on a scarlet beast that was covered with blasphemous names and had seven heads and ten horns. 4 The woman was dressed in purple and scarlet, and was glittering with gold, precious stones and pearls. She held a golden cup in her hand, filled with abominable things and the filth of her adulteries. 5 The name written on her forehead was a mystery:

That is the reference behind these colors. And you see, this woman is associated with the "beast". In sailor moon, these types of women were always connected to a monster character like queen metallia, Wiseman, Pharaoh 90 etc.

The connection with Babylon in that verse is partly rooted in the fact that Babylon sounds like Babalon and Babalon is an ancient sumerian word for whore/prostitute.

And according to several Roman authors and Julius Evola, Babylon heavily supported prostitution and basically was big on occult prostitution and sex trafficking. In a way, Jeffrey Epstein continued Babylonian practices. That is another reason why Babylon is called "the mother of all whores"

The following is my personal theory, but I think it's likely that the extremely rigid Sexual morality of Islam was basically an answer to Babylons practices.

Aleister Crowley turned the whole thing on its head and turned Babalon into a love godess and said "babalon is the biggest prostitute because she loves all humans and rejects none". (You need to know that Crowley liked to provoke Christians but at the same time he was often astonishingly close to Christian ideas.)

In thelema, babalon is used in a similar way to rhe Hindu idea of shakti and has some parallels to the Virgin Mary as well. If you do potentially dangerous spiritual practices, you can ask for babalons divine protection before.

Rocket Scientist Jack Parsons (who was important for the foundation of Nasa) tried an occult ritual to invoke Babalon on earth. This ritual was basically a threesome between him, Marjorie Cameron and scientology founder L Ron Hubbard.

Interestingly, that ritual happened close to Rosswell new Mexico, a short time before the roswell incident occurred. And crowley warned that if Parsons would do something wrong in his ritual, this could result in something "extraterrestrial" getting drawn to earth. Crowleys British successor Kenneth Grant thought that this is what probably happened and the roswell ufo crash was caused by a sex accident by one of Nasas "founders"😅 no joke.

(So, remember kids, always use condoms. Or some nasty results can happen. For example HIV, chlamydia, alien invasions😂)

Parsons was politically between New left and libertarianism and thought the hippies and the Sexual revolution were signs of babalons rise to power.

[vuelode-irbis]

[...] Y si hacemos caso a la leyenda, entonces tendremos que pensar que en la Tierra hay una perra menos y en el cielo una estrella más Y en el cielo una estrella más. Preparado está ya el cohete para zarpar El control en tierra dice a Laika adiós Adiós, adiós, adiós...

"Laika" by Mecano (1988)

[ID: digital drawing of Laika, the dog that was launched to space by the Soviet Union on November 3rd, 1957 to be the first living being orbiting Earth. She floates among bright yellow-green stars, her head turns around to look at the ones behind her, she has her tongue out. The background is outer space. End ID.]

This year I remembered to do something for her!!

Translation of the song verses are under the cut

[...] And if we listen to the legend,

then we will have to think

that Earth has one less dog

and the sky has one more star

And the sky has one more star.

The rocket is ready to launch

Ground control says Laika goodbye

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye...

[plotdealersstuff]

Hello!! That Chan pic with the baby is just sjdjsjdj and the entire video, lord. I was wondering if u could write something like thar pls, needing fluff dad Chan 🥹

OMG YES. ABSOLUTELY . Also, golden star for you for being my first request ⭐️

Let's see what I come up with.

Warnings: Dad Bangchan. Fluff, extreme domestic fluff.

Big hugs

Ever since Chan came back to work after his hiatus, he promised he would come back home earlier. In the end, he had to come back not only to his house, but to his home. It wasn't just you waiting for him, now there was a tiny little human being that would wait for him.

However, Chan's promise was forgotten that day. It was already 10pm and he was nowhere to be seen. The apple didn't fall far from the tree, for Daesung refused to sleep for the entire day. No nap time, and he was definitely far from falling asleep anytime soon. He's definitely his son, you thought when the tiny almost two year old refused closing his eyes.

Walking around the place, singing, showing him toys, begging, anything worked. Instead, his tears kept flowing and so did your stress. His diaper was clean, he ate his dinner, he didn't seem to be hurt, the thought of taking him to the hospital faded when he finally sat still on the floor and started playing with his toys, and if he was not sleeping, at least he have you some peaceful minutes to a quick trip to the bathroom.

Chan finally arrived home, quietly. He smiled when he saw the boy giving his entire attention to his tiny, tiny guitar, pulling the nylon strings one by one, thank you uncle Han for the present.

He hid behind the wall, just showing his face when he finally spoke, calling the baby's attention.

"Hello there"

His dimples appeared on his cheeks and his eyes became smaller thanks the smiling expression. The baby quickly turned around, and started moving his legs and arms in an attempt of getting up.

The older man left his hiding and went straight to him, kneeling as to pick him up. Daesung started giggling right away, gripping onto Chan's shirt without hesitation.

"Your eyes are so red, had you been crying, hm? No, don't cry! Let's whipe those eyes, yeah? Don't cry, I've got you, ok?."

He said with a downward smile, rubbing his nose against the chubby cheek after cleaning the dry tears on his cheeks, making you melt right away when you appeared in the room once again, leaning in the doorframe for a few seconds while Chan didn't notice you.

"Two good looking boys and I look like if I'm back from a camping night" you said in between giggles.

"Ah, baby" Chan laughed as well, walking towards your way and kissing your shortly as a hello. "I'm sorry, yeah? I knew I said I'd arrive early and-" you cut his words.

"Watch him while I take a quick shower. I need it. Then I'll forgive you."

"Sounds like a fair deal"

Chan agreed, and his attention went back to Daesung. He lifted him in his arms in swift motions, the baby giggling and kicking his legs whenever Chan would lift him up in the air, and then back down using his mouth to immitate the sound of a rocket. Their tiny game continued for a few minutes, until Chan took him back to the bedroom.

"Shall we put you on your pj's, yeah?" He said with a kind of high pitched voice, "yeah, you need to be in your pj's. Is late and you gotta sleep, ok?" He told him as if he'd get a solid answer in return.

"I wrote so many verses for you today, probably a bit cheesy but yeah. Ah, you're gonna hate me when you're fifteen aren't you"

Chan giggled while he was changing Daesung into his onesie. He leaned forward, gently tickling the boy's belly, and the multiple "nom noms" on his neck, hands and belly didn't take long in appear, making the baby giggle and kick his feet at his dad's attention.

You had no idea how time you spent taking your quick shower, but after a long day after barely eating, constantly trying to calm down Daesung's crying, you really needed some time alone, and you knew Chan had it all covered outside.

However, when you got out the silence made you worried. Usually, Chan would be singing, or holding conversations with no replies back other than babbles, or music playing in the background. But now? Silence. Pure, and absolute silence.

The dim light of your bedroom made you walk towards it, the scene making you feel like sit down in that same spot and cry.

An unsual, asleep shirtless Chan under the sheets, accompanied by the image you wanted to see the entire day. Daesung finally, finally asleep. And not only asleep. He was soundly asleep using Chan's chest as bed, his tiny hands holding onto him while Chan's arms were perfectly wrapped around him a very, very big hug.

You walked towards them very cautiously, keeping your hand on Daesung's back for brief seconds as you leaned forward to kiss his head, repeating the gesture but this time on Chan's temple. Apparently, someone was refusing to sleep without his dad.

And you understood your son perfectly, you couldn't fall asleep easily when Chan wasn't there, how could you, if not wrapped in his arms?

[elkian]

A couple months ago I was having a conversation with my mother about books and mentioned The Murderbot Diaries, and she was surprised because she doesn't usually hear me talk about reading sci-fi. I'd never thought about it that way but I can kinda see why she said that, and it made me realize something about why I like Murderbot and Martha Wells' writing so much.

I think part of the reason fantasy is my primary genre is because it requires the least amount of prerequisite knowledge to get into. Every 'verse is going to have a different way of doing magic, even if it's similar to another's, and it's impossible to know that going in.

I think I have some experiences with sci-fi that tried too hard to be "realistic" and required the reader to either know, or be willing to read, a lot about physics and rocket science and so on before actually getting into the story. Obviously this isn't a sweeping statement one way or another, but I think it put me off of reading a lot of sci-fi because it sounded like homework, basically. And I think also it tended to be a little dry in an effort to sound 'mature' - this isn't your comic book science, this is REAL SCIENCE for SERIOUS readers.

Murderbot, by contrast, is incredibly accessible to the average reader. This is because Martha Wells understands what's important to the story: TMD doesn't go into the granular mechanics of FTL travel because Murderbot itself has the baseline amount of necessary colloquial knowledge (you go into a wormhole, stuff happens, you absolutely do not want to leave the ship while in the wormhole) and moves on. 

Murderbot having the shittiest, cheapest educational downloads possible isn't just convenient to handwave nitty-gritty worldbuilding, but it is crucial to Murderbot's personality and characterization. Murderbot -all SecUnits, or at least Company SecUnits, according to Murderbot's notably unreliable narration- doesn't know shit because it was made by cheapskates to be rented to cheapskates and potentially trashed during the rental period. And there's good in-universe reason for the Company to avoid granting unnecessary knowledge to its products - just look at what Murderbot accomplished with its bare-minimum education.

(Sidenote: this concept comes up in the IDW Transformers comics, specifically More Than Meets The Eye and Lost Light, with MTOs starting with major education downloads and that slowly transitioning to them getting the bare minimum as the war raged on and they became more and more apparently expendable.)

Anyways, it's refreshing to read when the author understands what kind of knowledge is actually important to the story. If the whole thing was, for instance, from ART's perspective, the knowledge available would be different due to ART's much greater personal library of scholastic knowledge and general know-it-all personality. Murderbot, by contrast, can get away with lines like "it's an anagram (not an anagram, the other thing)" and terms like "feed device" and "fauna", which leaves the world much more ambiguous to the reader -allowing the imagination to play- and highlighting that which is and isn't important. Murderbot is an action hero in the narrative most of the time, and the writing reflects that.

(Thinking of sci-fi I did read and get into and enjoy, it's a lot of stuff like this - Mary Shelley's Frankenstein*, HG Well's Time Machine, and Isaac Asimov's I, Robot come to mind, and most of them handwaved the specific scientific elements in service of actually telling the story; the last kind of used the scientific elements to tell the story, but presented them in a way that was easy to understand and get into. Honorable mentions go to arguably Gideon the Ninth (idk if it's a scifi but it's scifi-adjacent at the least), Iron Widow, and This Is How You Lose The Time War, which all have scifi elements that are easy to absorb one way or another due to the narration.)

*I read this for class and let me tell you, if I could go back in time and beat Percy Shelley to death with a shoe before he suggested all his stupid unabridgements I would do it in a fucking heartbeat, that was the only real problem I had with reading it.

[valentine-cafe]

I might miss Yu xī🥺can i ask for a reader who is too shy but Yu Xi still realises reader really really wants to be their friend🙏🥹

˖⁺. ﹙ yu xi 1311 & gn reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . let's go eat !! 🍒 :  grim reaper﹙ verse 1311 yu xi. ﹚

shy reader that wants to be friends with yu xi 1311

You were so obvious. The young man standing next to you with his hands casually stuck into his pocket takes a side glance at you through his bangs. Your hands wringing into one another, a nervous wreck is what you are.

"Hey," Yu xi snorts and throws an arm around your shoulders, immediately recieving a small yelp of surprise from your end. "I can see you have stuff to say, so let's take a detour to central city and get sumn to eat huh?"

Not a word gets the chance to be spoken, not when you get pulled behind the short lefthand-man of aegis' admiral Herrera.

"It's not a big fuss!" You fluster. He's so cool, you can't take it! The casual shrug of his shoulders help you ease at the very least. That speaks volumes, your shyness usually would be rocketing sky high at the moment. Yet something is ever so reassuring about the person in front of you, smiling back at you over his shoulder.

"Hey come on. We're friends, no? Even if that friendship started like. 0.8 seconds ago," he laughs and scratches his scalps "Or something like that, don't trust me, I dumped a pile of shit on my math exam paper and failed the class. Man you shoulda seen me tweaking when I saw that 0"

[celestialgalaxyglow]

Mulan Rewrite

I recently rewatched Mulan, the 1998 animated movie not the thing Disney made in 2020, and got hit with some creativity about a few things I would change.

In my rewrite the start of the movie is basically the same till Mulan runs away: the Huns attack the Great Wall, the Emperor sends out the conscription order, we meet Mulan, Honor to Us All, matchmaker, Reflection, Chi-Fu arrives with the conscription order, Mulan and her dad argue, Mulan runs way, Ancestors awake and Mushu decides to go after Mulan himself.

The only change I would make to the beginning of the movie is give Mulan two younger siblings. I'm taking this from the original Ballad of Hua Mulan (yes in the Ballad Mulan's sister is older, but I want Mulan to be the oldest sibling.) The Ballad doesn't give the brother and sister names so I'm calling them Hua Chun (12F) and Hua Wei (10M) they serve as another reason for Mulan to war in her dad's place, because her siblings are still young and need him in their lives. Mulan is 16.

So Mulan runs away, and after a few days, she sees the army camp in the distance. This is when Mulan and Mushu meet. Mushu is still the comic relief but is also really helpful. He points out that Mulan hasn't even come up with a fake name, and Mulan, after thinking for a bit she decides on Ping. Mulan explains that Ping was a friend of her dad's who served with him in the army and died in battle after saving his life.

Anyways Ping enters the army camp and is completely out of his element. Hijinks ensue, the rice is spilled, and the general of the army shows up.

Some explain. In this version Shang is a regular soldier, he is the son of a respected general and has promise to one day be a good general himself, but right now he's serving as a the assistant to the general overseeing this band of recruits.

Back to the story, General Jiao asks who's responsible for the mess, and everyone blames Ping. He's surprised to learn that "Ping" is the son of war hero Hua Zhou and says that he has very large shoes to fill, and so far, he's failing.

Skip to the next day and I'll Make a Man Out of You. During the song through day-night cycles its going to show that several days have gone by, about a week or two. By the end Ping earns the respect of his fellow soldiers, and Shang who Ping starts becoming friends with. General Jiao is impressed with Ping and tells him that he has his father's intelligence.

Shang approaches Ping and complements him for getting on General Jiao's good side. They talk for a bit, and Ping asks why Shang is overseeing some recruits rather than leading his own army to battle. Shang explains that about a month ago, he accidently launched one of their rockets into an armory, causing the whole place to blow up, and he was sent to the camp as a sort of punishment. Ping laughs, and Shang, embarrassed, asks Ping not to tell anyone, Ping agrees on the grounds that Shang beats him in a race to a tree on top of a nearby hill. Shang accepts the challenge, and the two race, Shang wins, Ping agrees to keep their previous conversation a secret. The two start walking back towards the camp and as they do Shang looks at Ping, this cute recruit that he's started seeing in a strange new light, and he unknowingly started reaching for his hand but as soon as their hands touch Shang pulls away. Ping apologizes, but Shang tells him not to think about it.

The next day, the army gets mobilization orders, real ones not ones made up by Muchu and Cri Kee, and the army packs up and starts marching towards the front. During A Girl Worth Fighting For, Ping opts to sing along to not draw too much attention to himself. I think he'd say something along the lines of, "A girl well versed in philosophy, who always speaks her mind." This gets a chuckle out of the others, and Shang says he respects Ping's taste.

The army sees the destroyed village and the battle field, General Jiao orders everyone to search for survivors. While searching, Ping finds the girl's doll and picks it up. Ping eventually meets back up with the army as Chien Po returns with General Li's helmet and sword and gives them to Shang. Shang sticks the sword to the ground and places his dad's helmet on it, kneels down, and says a silent prayer. General Jiao gives Shang his condolences, but quickly orders the army to head out, saying they have to head towards the Tung Shao Pass to intercept the Huns before they reach the Imperial City. As the army starts to move, Ping kneels down next to Shang and hugs him, Shang hugs him back. Then Shang sees the doll, takes it, and rests it against his dad's sword. Shang and Ping get up and join the rest of the army.

As the army moves through the Tung Shao Pass, they are discovered by the Huns and a battle ensues. The Huns have larger numbers and the edge in the battle. With only one rocket left, Ping takes it, runs in front of the army, and aims it towards a high snow-covered mountain top. By the time Ping is able to launch the rocket, Shan Yu almost reaches Ping. Shan Yu taunts Ping, mocking him for missing at point-blank range, and Ping grins. Shan Yu looks back to see the rocket hit the mountain and the start of the avalanche. Furious,Shang Yu attacks Ping.

Then we have the scene where Ping saves Shang when they fall off the cliff. After reaching safe ground, Shang, thanks Ping, calling him the craziest man he's ever met. But not long after Ping passes out front the wound he got from Shan Yu.

After waking up, Mulan's identity is revealed. Chi Fu demands Mulan be executed, but General Jiao lets her live, saying she saved everyone's life but still leaves her alone in the mountain.

Mulan is ready to turn home when she discovers the Shan Fu, and a few Huns survived the avalanche. She rides towards the city and tries to warn Shang and General Jiao of an attack, but they both silently ignore her. A while later, the Huns attack and capture the Emperor. While trying to save the Emperor, General Jiao is injured by Shan Yu. Shang takes the lead of the rescue mission, and he and a few soldiers try to break down the doors of the palace using brute force.

Mulan arrives on the scene and draws their attention, saving she has an idea. Yao, Ling, and Chien Po quickly follow her, followed by Shang. They scale pillars and enter the palace, specifically the wing where the concubines live. Mulan has Yao, Ling, and Chien Po as concubines to distract the guards so she and Shang can reach Shan Fu and the Emperor.

A fight ensues, Shan Fu's remaining Huns are apprehended, Yao, Ling, and Chien Po escape with the Emperor, and Mulan cuts the rope so Shan Fu can't follow them. Shan Fu goes to kill Shang when Mulan reviles herself to be the soldier that destroyed Shang Fu's army. Shang Fu furious chases her across the palace till they get on the roof. Looking around, Mulan sees the tower with the fireworks and asks Mushu to get her the largest one.

As Mushu gets the rocket, Mulan and Shan Fu fight, and eventually, she disarms him using her hand fan, just in time for Mushu to arrive and light the rocket. The rocket sends Shan Fu flying to the firework tower and is blown up. Mulan, Muchu, and Cri-Kee safely get off the roof before the explosion and land on the steps to the Palace.

Shang runs up to Mulan and hugs her, glad she's safe. Shang tells her that using the fireworks was an insane idea. Mulan laughs, saying she got the idea from him. Shang laughs, embarrassed, and reminds Mulan she promised to keep his accident a secret, Mulan tells him his secret is safe with her. Then Yao, Ling, and Chien Po show up and congratulate Mulan. They're followed by General Jiao, who congratulates Mulan, telling her she is as great a soldier as her father.

Then Chi Fu shows up and berates Shang, Yao, Ling, Chien Po, and General Jiao telling them to stand aside. Shang stands up to defend Mulan when the Emperor shows up.

The Emperor silently tells tells them to step aside and looks at Mulan. Mulan bows to him as he goes on his speech on all the laws Mulan has broken in the last few weeks "I've heard a great deal about you Hua Mulan, you stole your father's armor, ran away from home, impersonated a soldier, deceived your commanding officer, dishonored the Chinese army, destroyed my palace, and... you have saved us all." Then the Emperor bows to Mulan as everyone else in courtyard kowtows to Mulan.

The Emperor offers Mulan a job in his council, but Mulan asks to go back home. The Emperor accepts and gives her his medallion and the sword of Shan Fu.

As she leaves, Mulan hugs Yao, Ling, and Chien Po, General Jiao shakes her hand, and then she goes to Shang, who tells her, "You fight good." Mulan sadly walks past him as she mounts Khan and rides home as the crowd cheers.

Shang looks at Mulan riding away as the Emperor walks towards him. At first, the Emperor tries to be nice and says, "The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all." Seeing that Shang is not getting the hint, the Emperor talks bluntly and tells Shang."You don't meet a girl like that every dynasty!" and walks away.

Cut to a few says later at the Hua residence. Mulan arrives home to see her dad sitting in the garden under the cheery blossom tree. Hua Zhou is shocked to see her, but before he can say kneels before him and gives him the sword of Shan Yu and the Emperor's medallion. Zhou throws them aside and hugs Mulan, telling her, "The greatest gift in honor is having you for a daughter."

Mulan's siblings run to her and hug her. They immediately start asking Mulan questions about her adventure, and Zhou tells them to give Mulan some room to breathe.

We switch to Mulan's mom and grandma looking at the other with the Grandma, saying that Mulan should have brought a man. At that moment, Shang shows up, asking if Mulan lives there, and the Hua Li and Grandma Hua point toward Mulan.

Shang walks towards Mulan and Zhou. Shang bows to Hua Zhou. After seeing Mulan, he tries to give her back her helmet but starts to panic a little. Mulan looks at her dad, who silently gives her a go-ahead. Mulan takes the helmet and invites Shang to stay for dinner. Grandma Hua in the background invites Shang to stay forever. Shang accepts, despite having Chun and Wei glaring at him from behind Mulan.

The Ancestors restore Muchus' status as a Hua family guardian.

End of movie.

Overall I didn't make that many changes mostly adding a few extra scenes here and there. But Mulan is already almost flawless, so there's not much that does need change.

During the credits, I would add in a few drawings showing what all the characters are up to after the war. Mulan is home, teaching some local kids some basic marshal arts techniques like she did at the beginning of Mulan II. Shang is now a general training soldiers. Mushu's statue is proudly displayed among the Hua family gradians. And so on for other major characters like Yao, Ling, and Chien Po.

[vixletserenity]

Was sometimes the neighborhood little shit that somehow usually got away with her antics.

[quotidianish]

TF2 x ATLA AU :3

Lore, close ups, and doodles underneath !

Scout, Pauling, and Ludwig are the main three- scout, who’s an (admittedly shitty) airbender but not the avatar, who ran away after his father left. Once spotted by fire nation soldiers, he is presumed to be the avatar- and scout basks in the glory of his false identity. Pauling- a studious, too serious for her own good, non-bender, who’s Medic’s student. She’s of the southern water tribe, treating medic like her paternal figure after the disappearance of her aunt. Medic is (unbeknownst to pauling and scout) a blood bender who was exiled for his practices. He doesn’t seem to care for anyone or anything, also being very jovial and cheery.

All Pauling and Scout know is that Ludwig was exiled from the northern water tribe then fled to the south for an undisclosed reason. Pauling never bothered to pry and the Scout was too intimidated to. Here the avatar cycle has indeed been broken. It’s up to a group of nine ragtag men and one mousy girl to defeat Gray Mann.

And the main three villains are soldier, demo, and sniper who're all fire nation folk. Sort of the team rocket; never truly competent enough to cause real damage, that or their hearts truly aren’t in it.

Soldier's a fire bender who specializes in jet propulsion and was kicked out of the army. He thinks if he steals back the avatar, they'll let him back in. A weapon since childhood, once a bully, always a bully, or so he’s heard.Character arc being the realization the fire nation army isn't worth fighting for. Surprisingly, he is very good with spirits, opposite to his best friend, Tavish, who despises them.

Demo’s just trying to impress his mum and be a good friend to the Soldier. People pleasing tendencies, that's his character arc. He's supposedly a non bender who's mighty good with swords; but underneath his inconspicuous-ish eye patch holds a combustion bending tattoo. Only Jane knows this. Well-versed in calligraphy.

Sniper is a 26 year old yuyan archer who was discharged for failing a mission while he was young. He joined the other two with the same goal as the Soldier. His yuyan archer tattoo still remains. He's a non bender with excellent aim, who grew up on the rural outskirts of the fire nation. His character arc is something about not adhering to expectations and learning who he's fighting for; a combination of the demoman and the soldier’s lessons.

Spy's a crusty airbender constantly sporting a mask to hide his tattoos, and knife. Nobody has a clue where he's from and he takes orders from whoever pays him best. His airbending tricks are so subtle, the public believes him to be a crafty nonbender. Usually said tricks are only invisibility and voice alteration. While not assassinating political figures he traverses the spirit world looking for his wife, a fellow air nomad, avoiding physical aging in brief sprints of time. He returns on a well paid mission to kill the “avatar,” which was presumably the scout. Little does he know, that weird whiteboy is just some lame airbender. Who’s also his son. His bad.

Engineers the metalbender; an art perfected by his ancestors and passed down in whispers to him. I haven't developed him much. He teaches the Scout what he knows while obscuring information on how he got that metal arm. Him and the Pyro have a shared love of blacksmithing. From an explosion, he thinks..

Pyro's a spirit probably. Nobody knows what he is. Where he’s from? Pyro. What’s his gender? Pyro. Guy who sets things on fire. Presumably human judging by his questionable use of what looks to be fire bending. And also the Spy's companion! They met in the spirit world. He and the Soldier form a close bond quite quickly thanks to their good graces with spirits (to Tavish’s immense dismay).

Heavy's an earth bender who continues to win in underground fights. Residing in ba sing se with his three sisters and elderly mother, scout pauling and medic meet him in an earth bender championship. Despite what his appearance suggests, his patience is unmatched, which is his greatest strength. He has near -perfect seismic sense. He and the Medic get on quite well, and after the fire lord has been struck down, form a duo in the ring, earning even more won championships.

[istadris]

Nanu for the character breakdown

Round 2 for my favorite character of the entire Pokemon franchise !

How I feel about this character

I have two main origin stories for him :

Born in Alola, with only a very aloof father as family, he was kinda raised by the rest of the community but got into a lot of trouble, especially with his affinity for Dark Types. The former Kahuna of Ula-Ula took an interest in him, praising his "out of the box thinking", claiming Alola could use more people who didn't see everything with rose-tinted glasses...and generally grooming Nanu into giving into his darkest urges. But then Tapu Bulu manifested his wrath, destroyed part of the island and the Kahuna, which shook Nanu to his core, to the point he left Alola and joined Interpol afterwards. He met Giovanni during an undercover mission and it was loathing at first sight.

Born in Kanto from two Team Rockets grunts. He grew up among Team Rocket, climbing the ranks faster than his own parents and thriving...or so he seemed, as deep inside, something was missing and he couldn't say what. I'm ambiguous on how he joined Interpol in this verse, but it certainly didn't go well with Team Rocket.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

I forgot to mention it in the first round, but I also ship him with Grimsley. As in, they have a weird sort of friends with benefits where they've known each other for a long time due to Grimsley's gambling habits, and when he crashed hard, he ended up on Nanu's couch for some weeks before getting back on his feet. Nowadays they live their own lives but once in a while one will show up at the other's for a shag and a fag.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Okay so I have a whole plotbunny about Nanu needing to go to Kalos because Looker is missing there and Interpol is mysteriously not doing anything (and Giovanni is the one who told him about it and said "if someone asks I don't know anything buuuuuut you might want to check that out"), leading to him meeting Emma and after an initial rough start, taking a liking to this street rat girl.

I even actually commissioned @aisforinterval to draw a scene of that plotbunny

My unpopular opinion about this character

He has mellowed in his old years but make no mistakes, that guy here is a BASTARD. He needs to be RUDE. Nasty. Vicious. He's a Dark Type, he shouldn't fight fair nor be nice or cuddly. If you're his friend, it comes with the established fact that he will be a pain in the ass but also would cut a throat for you without any questions.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

He should have his own outfit in Pokemon Masters and a specific event involving his story with Giovanni

Give me a character and I’ll break their ass down

[calscompositions]

i don’t have the motivation to make a full animatic for a 3 and a half minute song, much less two of them, so here are a few things that would happen in my hypothetical animatics for Get in the Water and 600 Strike.

also Vengeance Saga spoilers, putting a readmore under this so as to not spoil that one mutual

Most of Get in the Water would go about as you’d expect, and fairly close to what was in the stream animatic, but there are a few minor details I would change:

Poseidon’s entrance would have him surface, absolutely enormous, making waves that flip over Ody’s raft. After Odysseus gets back on the other side of the raft, Poseidon gets RIGHT up in his face for the “There you are. Coward.” line

When Poseidon threatens Odysseus between each “Get in the water,” he demonstrates exactly how he’d do each thing using constructs made of water.

The beat drop where Poseidon yells “GET IN THE WATER” is accompanied by him raising his trident into the air and slamming it back down, causing large columns of water to shoot up on either side of him. Their crashing down is timed to the crash of the waves in the music.

Odysseus literally gets down on his knees and begs during the second verse.

After Poseidon has Odysseus deep enough in the water, the calm part of the song has him stop thrusting Odysseus down (since there’s realistically only so far he can stab him). Once Ody stops moving, the Polites jumpscare happens.

When the rest of the crew appears, they (along with Polites and Eurylochus) reach out their hands, welcoming Odysseus into death with them. He takes their hands, closes his eyes, and…

600 Strike is where I’d make the most changes to what “canonically” happens.

Picking up from the ending of Get in the Water, the song opens similarly to the stream animatic, with a dramatic eye open from Odysseus, grabbing onto the wind bag with his other hand and rocketing up, still holding onto his crew and dragging them up with him. No jetpack though, he just holds onto the bag.

Odysseus’ eyes still glow here, but it’s more of a blue-green color to represent the ghosts backing him up, because him just straight up transcending mortality was kinda stupid.

When Odysseus surfaces, Hermes is there, and gives him a little nod to signal that he was, in fact, intending for him to open the bag if something like this happened. Then he flies off. This is to fix the issue of “why would Hermes give Odysseus the bag instead of just hiding it” because that bothered me just a little bit.

Odysseus has to be in constant motion during this part due to the nature of the bag. He would incorporate this into his strategy.

There would be some fighting during the instrumental part. Seems obvious enough but I don’t think it was there in the stream animatic. Poseidon defends himself well at first, but eventually gets overrun by the sheer number of crewmen, along with some clever maneuvers from Odysseus causing him to drop his guard.

The actual “600 Strike” move involves each of Odysseus’ crewmen landing a blow on Poseidon in rapid succession (yes, even Polites, he fought in the war and presumably at least tried to fight Polyphemus) followed by a blow from Ody himself (backed by the whole crew). This is enough to wound Poseidon and knock him down.

During the line “You released my storm when you opened that bag,” the camera would focus on a shot of the storm with the bag in the foreground. The focus shifts from the storm to the bag halfway through the line.

Poseidon being huge in this hypothetical animatic raises the question: “How does Odysseus lift the trident to stab him?” The answer is that his crew helps lift it— just like they did in Remember Them when they were stabbing Polyphemus’ eye. This scene would be a very intentional parallel to that scene.

Each stab causes Poseidon to decrease in size, along with his trident. By the time it gets to the last stab, Poseidon is human-sized, and Odysseus is holding the trident by himself, like in the canon animatic (though of course his crew is standing behind him this whole time as well). Bonus points if Polites and Eurylochus are on either side of him during this sequence.

After Odysseus walks off, the crew stays there to make sure Poseidon doesn’t try anything funny until Odysseus reaches Ithaca. Once he’s sufficiently offscreen, they fade away.

and yeah that’s how i would fix about 80% of my problems with the Vengeance Saga (plus a few extra things that aren’t really fixes but they’d still be cool.)