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[dunmeshistash]

Dungeon Meshi Magic System - Bits about Magic

[andromeda-nova-writing]

Baby boy. Perfect. A good noodle.

Evil. An annoyance. Why I must I agree with him

Also I think Al Hathiam might be growing on me... ahhhhh

[reinvent-and-believe]

[lizardbethparson]

Anyone else a Shipper-by-mutuals

Like for a tumblr example Narumitsu. I dont know ANYTHING about Ace Attorney. I don’t even know who exactly is the Naru and the Mitsu is all I know is grey hair with the weird anime antenna bangs and darker grey hair that looks like a car went past him really fast and that may be a different ship entirely but everytime I see them i go yipee it’s the guys being gay. I think I’ve also only directly talked to my Narumitsu moot like…. Once?? EDIT: I was spelling it wrong lol

[bluequeerio]

Ragatha appreciation post from the ep 5 trailer bc the Jax simps are doing it so why not me? ;3

First off:

THE DRESS??!! HER EXPRESSION?!! HER POSE?!! HER EVERYTHINGGGGG???!!! 😩🖤✨ Baddie spotted idc what ppl think :)

Next we have:

THE SILLINESS THAT RADIATES FROM THIS GIF AJDJAKDJKSDH 😭🥺🤲‼️ Also when watching the trailer with twin I spoke my mind and said this part is lowkey hot— JUST HEAR ME OUT KAY 🥵😔 Idk why maybe it’s how focused she is? And well she’s just silli like that 🤭💕 We know u requested the softball adventure Raggie 😏🏳️‍🌈

Then:

GIRL WHAT IS GOING ON AJHDJSDJSKS 💀 she’s so fucking stupid I love her— 🥹😅

Furthermore:

LAUGHING OUT LOUD AJDBKAJD SHES SO SILLIES GAHHHH 😭🫂🩷 I love her moments of stuttering/imperfection/slip ups haha, she tries so hard to be perfect and while I get that it can be annoying it works on me ajdbksjsjsksjd my shaylaaaaa 🥺👉👈

And last but not certainly least:

Idk her face here is just really cute (as always!) She looks so concerned aww 🥺🫂 Also love the hand clutched to the chest (?) I wonder what’s going on here poor bb 😞💖

Honorable mentions:

☆ I love her voice in general but in the trailer I love how confused she sounds lmao, it’s so cute ☺️💙 Amanda served fr ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ ˚✧₊⁎⁺˳✧༚

☆ Love the way she is animated esp with how bouncy her hair is ajdhjsjdksjs 🥺💞 I love seeing the animators give each character unique features like that (ex. How everyone’s walks and runs are different).

୭₊˚ ۶ৎ Thanks for reading ✿ ·˚ ₊

[whomstsnek]

Spoilers for Curse of Strahdanya episode 7!

Transcription of Shepherd and Sarnax's conversation in the vineyard (https://youtu.be/GEJpkqn4co8t=13608)

SHEPHERD: Uh, so, uh, wha— I mean, what do you do? You just, you just replant it? I mean, you-you gotta know something about this, right?

SARNAX: I believe it is as simple as it seems, Shepherd. The power of this crystal, this gemstone, you saw what [] allowed me to do with [].

SHEPHERD: I mean, I-I-I, I’ve, I’ve never seen anything like it, let-let’s be realistic here, Sarnax, I don’t even know what I saw.

SARNAX: I do. I saw the power of Gherix. I saw the confirmation that I am on the right path, and that Strahdanya will burn in dragon’s fire.

SHEPHERD: Gods, I hope you’re right.

SARNAX: I am. Do you not feel it yourself?

SHEPHERD: I mean, I—

SARNAX: Do you not believe, Shepherd?

SHEPHERD: Damn it, Sarnax, I— look, I had another dream, alright?

SARNAX: You did?

SHEPHERD: All-all-all this talk about-about— look, it— I don’t want you latching on like you do, alright? Just-just, we’ve been talking a lot about this order of some silver dragon, and-and of-of course, we’re talking about it, w-we’re-we’re dealing with it, of course I’m gonna dream about it, it-it doesn’t mean anything, alright? I just…I had a dream and I— and I, I pictured, uh, it was almost like I was seeing through somebody else’s eyes, and I looked upon, and-and-and, like, again I was some sort of silver dragon something, and-and…and I took off, and that was it, that was the dream.

SARNAX: But clearly, this is a form that speaks to you, does it not?

SHEPHERD: What— what— what— what do you mean? What are you getting at?

SARNAX: How do you feel when you take the mantle of the dragon, Shepherd?

SHEPHERD: Well, I-I mean, I— I— I see Barovia, and, and I see it burning, and…I’m gonna be honest with you, it feels good. This-this land is evil, we know it, we know what we need to do, and-and if some silver dragon might-might lead the way, if they were trying to do what I think they were trying to do, then they probably were on the right path? I guess?

SARNAX: I believe they were, even though they were of silver scale. Just a touch of a dragon’s breath is a beacon of hope, and I believe that [] is this order that holds one of the keys of our salvation. [thanking subs]

SHEPHERD: Look, listen, I— [sighs] The good doctor, he-he-he taught me a lot, he taught me to ride, he taught me to shoot, he…he-he made me who I am today, alright? And he-he would sprinkle in a lot of what he knew of-of-of some god he worshiped, but- but I…I didn’t take it to heart, I couldn’t even tell you who it was, but there was, there was something that he always said, and, and I can’t let it go. He-he would always just say, he said: those who follow the path of the righteous shall have their reward, but if they fall as the Lord of Lies fell, the flames, the sword, and-and I…I can’t help but thinking that-that-that it-it’s very…it’s a little too on-on point, because, I think that Gherix is-is the flames, and, we’re looking for that goddamn sword, and I-I just can’t— I can’t let it go. Look, I-I saw what Gherix can do, and…and…I-I prayed to him. I-I don’t even, I don’t even know how to pray, but I prayed to him, because I saw her dead on the ground, and, and, I didn’t know what else to do. And you-you did it! You did what everyone needed you to do!

SARNAX: I did not do that, Shepherd. [as Mikey] I’m gonna put the gem back into my coat, as I’ll walk up, and I’ll put my hand on your shoulder. [as Sarnax] Shepherd, the flame sword, I do not believe that is a mere coincidence. There is a passage, a saying, from our sacred texts, written by Ezzex of the Edelwood, and it goes: the path of the fate soul is beset on all sides by the tyranny of the highborn and the treachery of wicked souls. Blessed is he, who in the name of righteousness and pure faith, shepherds the lost to the forest of darkness, for he is truly the garden’s keeper, and the savior of doomed children, and I will rain flame upon thee with great judgement and furious anger, those that attempt to corrupt and devour my chosen, and you will know I am the Fire Lord when I bring my inferno upon thee. Now I have been using upon this passage, from the moment we have stepped foot into Barovia, and, Shepherd, I believed that I was the faithful, shepherding the lost to the forest of darkness, the lost being the peoples of Barovia, and that is a nice thought, but I do not believe that to be the case. Shepherd—

SHEPHERD: Sarnax, don’t.

SARNAX: It is you who are the shepherd.

SHEPHERD: No, no, I—

SARNAX: It is you, I have seen it in the flames, and Professor, Kana, Victoria, they are the lost.

SHEPHERD: Why-why-why would you put this on me? Why?

SARNAX: And I, I am the inferno. I do not believe that I will be returning from this land. I do not believe I have a place back in Avantris, and whatever it is we achieve here will be my end, and it is up to you to shepherd the others home.

SHEPHERD: How can you say that?

SARNAX: Because, I have seen it in the flames.

SHEPHERD: I-I’m not gonna leave you, I’m not gonna leave anyone.

SARNAX: Then it will be I that leaves you. That is the power of fire, it spreads uncontrollably and consumes all, even those that wield it, and you must be prepared Shepherd, to be the shepherd that your name implies, for it is not me, and I saw that today.

SHEPHERD: This was just a job. I-I mean, this was just to make sure that we all got here and back safely. How-how did this happen?

SARNAX: There is no coincidence, Shepherd. You’ve seen it in the cards. Every single one, placed before us on the table, has proven true; it is fate. You think the Good Doc Cogburn told you all of that in levity, but it is true: when the Lord of Lies fell it was by the flame and sword, and so Strahdanya will fall, as she is a lord of lies herself, by flame and by sword and it will be us that wields it, but you must be prepared to not fall to your knees. The others are the lost, the children that you oversaw are the lost, and it is your job to shepherd them through this forest of darkness.

SHEPHERD: Alright, alright, I— ok. I…I don’t know what to say.

SARNAX: Say nothing, but return this to the soil of the earth. [as Mikey] and I give it to him.

SHEPHERD: [as Andy] And I will gently place the gem in the soil, and use my boot to cover it with, uh, dirt.

SARNAX: [as Mikey] I’ll look over at— as I’ll give you a nod. [as Sarnax] These seeds will grow the renewal will return from the destruction, not just at this vineyard, but to the entire land of Barovia, and it will be you, the shepherd of the lost in that darkness.

SHEPHERD: I…I-I don’t wanna sound like I don’t trust the others, but what if we lose them? What do we do?

SARNAX: We will do what you know must be done. The tyranny of wicked souls. Do you think that the professor, Victoria, or even Kana are immune? They must all be dealt with the same, but as long as they walk the path of the faithful soul—

SHEPHERD: The righteousness.

SARNAX: The path of righteousness, yes. They will be spared, as will all who follow that path.

SHEPHERD: Alright. Alright. Ok, understood.

SARNAX: Let’s go back inside.

SHEPHERD: Sure, sure, lead the way.

SARNAX: No, Shepherd. You lead the way. I will light your path.

SHEPHERD: Fine. [as Andy] and I’ll walk back towards the, uh, the winery

SARNAX: [as Mikey] and I will follow.

[draconicdeityarts]

Caine TADC u are one of my favorite creatures

[checkthebox]

Man-Woman is verryy fun 2 draw

here are some humanizations 2, hope u like em

[zipzapzopzoop]

"Sasparilla! My teeth are back!"

Bud Robinson | Meet the Robinsons (2007)

[krismatic]

I am completely normal about daiba nana

[invis-o-william]

Day 7: Mind Control

With a start, Tucker woke up, the memory of sand and pyramids fresh in his mind. After looking around his darkened room for a moment, he sighed and settled back into his pillow.

Ever since his encounter with the staff of Duul Aman, he kept having odd dreams. Of Egypt, ancient temples, and strange foreign words he could almost decipher but kept escaping his grasp.

Turning, Tucker looked at his bedside clock. It was 3:35 A.M. and there was no way he would be able to fall asleep again after his dream. He knew from experience that if he did the dreams would only grow in intensity. So instead he flicked on the light and grabbed his PDA from its stand.

He opened its journal app, and after tapping for a new entry began typing out what he could remember from his dream. It wasn’t much this time; a river boat on the Nile, an image of the Great Pyramids, and a few odd hieroglyphs, but nevertheless he recorded all he could. The journal was full of these dream entries. Sometimes Tucker could manage to decipher the hieroglyphs he saw in his dreams, but most of the time there were too few to gain any real meaning from them.

From what he could learn though, most of them were from spells. Spells reserved for only the highest priests to perform, often in secret. Spells that Tucker couldn’t help but wonder if he could use. He had used ancient Egyptian magic before hadn’t he? While it had been when his mind was in the grips of Duul Aman, it was still his body, his abilities. But he was still nervous to try. To do so would mean using the staff, letting its power course through him again, and Tucker wasn’t sure he could handle it.

He had long accepted that he was somehow the reincarnation of Duul Aman, living once more in the modern age. While that was true though, he also wasn’t Duul Aman anymore. He wasn’t a tyrant bent on power and immortality through any means, and he valued his family and friends more than anything else. What bothered him though was that version of himself still existed, at least within the staff.

Whenever he held it, it was hard not to lose his mind to the power that it contained. The staff would so easily overtake him and make him into the man he didn’t ever want to be that he was nervous to go near it.

If these dreams kept up though, he might just have to try. They were growing in frequency and intensity and Tucker desperately wanted to understand what they meant. Mulling it over in his mind, he sent a text out in his group chat with Danny and Sam which was appropriately titled “Boo Buddies” before beginning his research on the hieroglyphs from this night's dream.

. . .

The next morning at school he ran into Sam first, which was typical. Danny usually either ran into a minor ghost on the way to school, or was otherwise held up by his parents’ insane inventions.

“What did you mean by past life dreams Tuck? And in the middle of the night?” she asked straight to the point. Tucker sighed, he had been hoping she would at least wait for Danny to get there.

“Well, it's Duul Aman. Ever since the whole staff thing I keep getting dreams about him, and I want to try something." He kept his wording intentionally vague, half worried about her response and half worried about getting to class on time. “I’ll tell both you guys more about it at lunch, we should get to class.”

Sam narrowed her eyes at him, but followed to homeroom regardless as she saw Danny rounding the corner.

. . .

“You want to try what?!” Danny’s yell was swallowed by the cacophony of sound produced by the cafeteria.

“Keep it down will ya?” Tucker hushed him, “It’s not that big of a deal!”

Danny ran a hand through his hair, “Not a big deal? Tucker we’re talking about messing with Duul Aman’s powers. You know, the guy who kinda turned you into a megalomaniac for a bit? I’d say that’s pretty big.”

Sam shrugged, “I don’t know, I think it might be worth a shot.”

Tucker huffed a laugh. Of course, leave it to the goth to be interested in spells.

“But what if he takes over Tucker’s mind again and goes all Pharaoh-ey!” Danny said, waving his hand in a mimicry of Tucker using the staff.

“That’s why you guys will be staying with me.” Tucker swallowed, “Just in case I can’t fight it off, I want you guys to knock me out before I start going nuts.”

Danny looked at Sam for help, but she shut him down.

“You know if we don’t help he’ll just end up trying it by himself.” she said, and Danny couldn’t help but agree that she had a point there.

“Fine,” he sighed, “but I still think this is a bad idea.”

. . .

They met that night in Jackson Park by the treeline, Sam and Tucker on foot and Danny in ghost form with the staff. Ever since the Duul Aman incident he had kept it stored in the Ghost Zone with Pandora since she seemed the type to know how to care for ancient cursed artifacts.

“Ok,” said Tucker, rubbing his hands together nervously. “Did you bring a book Sam?”

Sam replied by pulling out a black leather-bound journal from her coat.

“Good, good. Ok so now I just need…the staff.” he looked hesitantly at the scarab topped staff in Danny’s hand.

“Uh, what spells exactly are you going to try? Just in case something goes wrong.” Danny asked, well aware of how the staff thrummed with power when Tucker looked at it.

“Right, um well, first I’m going to try a book protection spell that I found. I figure that should be pretty safe. And then, uh, there’s this one spell that’s for ‘opening up the west’. I think that one is to make a temporary portal to the afterlife, so like, it'll lead to the Ghost Zone? At least that’s if I read everything right.” Tucker’s nerves were really starting to get to him, but he had to try to do this and see if he was right. See if he could actually do it.

“I figure if I can make a portal then I could use it to help you when you’re fighting ghosts?” he asked.

Danny considered this for a moment. “The first one, yeah I can understand. The Ghost Zone though? I don’t know, there’s a lot of things that could go wrong there.”

“Which is why you’re here just in case!” Tucker said with as confident a smile he could muster. “Just, let’s try the first one and go from there.” he reached his hand out for the staff which Danny reluctantly handed over.

As soon as it was in his hand Tucker felt a wave of energy wash over him. That was okay though, he was prepared for it this time. Pushing back mentally against the power he cleared his mind and reached for his PDA. “See, I’m alright. Now Sam, we should probably have the book on the ground. Just in case.”

Sam nodded, “Right. Be careful with it, that’s my favorite copy of Dracula.” and laid the book carefully on the grass.

Tucker breathed deeply, feeling the staff’s power flow through him, pulled up the ancient text from his phone, and began reciting the words.

As he read, Danny and Sam exchanged a look. Tucker’s eyes had begun to glow golden but neither wanted to break his concentration by noting it aloud. Soon though that disappeared as he finished the incantation.

“Ok then,” Tucker said shakily, “that was manageable. Also, I think it worked. Danny, you should try and open it.”

Danny nodded and bent down to pick up the book. It seemed normal to him, however when he went to open it the thing felt like it had been glued shut. Raising his eyebrows he handed it over to Sam who was able to easily open the cover.

Tucker smiled, “Cool right, now only Sam should be able to actually open it!”

Danny had to agree that it was pretty impressive, and something he might think about using for his journal of ghost attacks as well. While he had hidden it in his wall for safekeeping from his parents he still wanted some extra security, just in case.

“Do you think you’re okay to try the next one? It’s okay if you need a break.” Sam said, both awe and concern evident in her voice.

Tucker thought about it for a moment. While it was exhausting trying to hold the power back from overwhelming him, he also couldn’t resist seeing what else he could do with this power. “I’m going to give the portal a try.” he said, and before Danny could protest he began the incantation.

Danny was more apprehensive about this spell. The book one was cool and pretty useful, but conjuring a portal to the Ghost Zone? That seemed like a huge leap forward for Tucker. But he wanted to be a good friend and trust in his abilities, so he watched as his friend started the next spell.

Tucker felt confident. He could do this, the first spell was a success and he was sure this one would be as well. As he spoke the ancient words he felt the power emanating from the staff increase, and as it washed over him he felt his mind slip to the power of Duul Aman.

Well, at least he had his friends there to stop him from creating another sphinx.

[adankrivervalleynearyou]

warbler chatfic drabble

Jeff: hottest new directions member go

Wes: My girlfriend.

Jeff: laaaaaaame

Sebastian: Blaine

Nick: besides Blaine

Nick: I like the blonde one

Trent: Quinn? yeah she's really pretty

Nick: no the guy

Sebastian: the one with the weird mouth who did that Magic Mike move at nationals???

Nick: YES

Nick: him.

Sebastian: no way you're thirsting over Fish Bait.

Jeff: I'm with bas on this one

Trent: Nick, I'm on your side

Trent: He's cute

Sebastian: I hate gay people

Wes: Sebastian, you're gay.

Nick: like super gay

Jeff: like ultra high school level gay

Sebastian: I multitask.

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: two digital drawings, fanart of the sitcom show Mash. one is a portrait of hawkeye pierce. the other is a short comic of hawkeye and trapper laughing uproariously, then frank and margaret looking frustrated. at the end it reads "and then hawk and trap got arrested." end id]

mash doodles from tonight

[lactoseintolerentswag]

Spanish speaking guest user on my fic I would kill for you

[stardivingsea]

the way that I don’t understand law enforcement in fantasy worlds where there’s been active references to reviving someone even after a minute since death. what do you mean you have to leave the body there so it can be investigated as an ACTIVE crime scene. that boy could be alive again if you hurried instead of talking about it. he doesn’t have to lie there for days.

[secondhand-lions]

the one where both Nora AND Constantine are "sole" survivors

Nora is still the one shot, and Constantine's first actions upon thaw are still to get Nora out of the pod and try to save her life. This time, however, Nora is not long dead, and is instead still trying to fight Kellogg about Shawn. hate is a strong emotion but i fear it is the only strength she has left. Constantine manages to get the wound to stop bleeding (relatively easy, they're both half-frozen anyway) but can't get to the first aid materials to continue helping (cane snapped with the sudden temperature change the first time he entered the pod, can't get his legs underneath him) and gets pretty distressed about it. ("please, god, not you too, nora, please, please")

Nora, well, she can't let that stand. She helps Constantine keep himself out of a panic attack and they manage to drag themselves first to the nearest first aid kit and then out of that vault-shaped pit.

they go get their jackets back from Codsworth (and Constantine gets his leg brace back) and then onwards into Concord yayy. they have an argument that technically starts in front of Preston during the Power Armor talk but only really happens in the hall outside. "motherfucker you have ptsd" "nora, i'm the only one here with training, and i've seen too many people die in those suits to let it be you" "do you not fucking hear yourself?" "i do. i know. it'll have to work out." and Nora gets onto the ground to help him anyway.

unfortunately, deathclaw. fortunately (and unfortunately for the deathclaw), Nora keeps a level enough head and the deathclaw is too distracted by the giant hunk of metal shooting at it to notice Constantine (said giant hunk of metal) gesturing towards one of the old cars and Nora rigging it to explode. she knows it'll be really fucking bad for Constantine. she does it anyway, because she trusts him.

uhhhhhhhhhh yeah i don't have much else for this one. Nora still has that moment with Marcy ["just... don't let your grief make you lose what you have left."] but it's a lot more hopeful in the "this sucks and is bad and will continue to be bad but i'm doing a little better now" way.

OH YEAH Constantine's a quiet, heavily-scarred, strong man with intense eyes who has clearly been in and won a lot of very very bad fights. he's helpful, sure, and there's a moment or two of him noticing something small and fixing it for someone (an issue, a hit to quality-of-life that they don't have the energy/time to fix right now), but other than when he's doing a job or is actively sought out, he tends to keep his distance. resting bitch face, yknow?

anyway, Nora's always been better with people than he is, so she's in the room while Sturges and Preston (and, lets be real, Marcy) are having an admittedly gossipy conversation about The Scary Guy Who Lives With Us. Nora (who was previously minding her damn business, thank you very much) turns from where she's sitting (barstool) to comment, [incredulously, then disbelieving] "You're kidding, right?" (blank faces) "Connie's the gentlest, kindest man I've ever met."

and then that nudges Preston and Sturges to kinda just... accept that Constantine looks scary and to meet him where he's at and get to know him a little better.

marcy just accepts that he looks scary.