#such a good and versatile set - and so damn cool like

[elvenbeard]

Vince would make quite the chaotic hacktivist XD He already is a bit unhinged as a "normal" netrunner without political agenda, but with some more of Judy's good influence, who knows...

Utterly obsessed with @pinkyjulien's new mod!! 💛

[createandconstruct]

I keep thinking about your toshinko baby au and how versatile it is!! 🥺 Thinking about the fluff in toshi seeing his kids play around, and how much he loves them.

Thinking about the angst in izuku asking gran while visiting, if nana had loved all might the same way he loved her as his mother, even though she had a biological son.

Thinking about the crack with big brother izuku trying to push the all might fanatic agenda onto his little sister bc in this household we love all might, only for her to ask "who" bc she only knows toshi in his small form, which leads to an exasperated "dad! dad is all might" from izuku

I will keep thinking abt this concept of yours 😭

Oh please, PLEASE keep feeding me.

Also wait I'm dying at that last part because the "Dad is All Might" agenda reminds me of radiotalk show with Daiki and Miyake where Miyake talks about how his own kid heard him do the "I AM HERE!" and is like "nah sounds different."

Like imagine Little Sister finally giving in to Izuku's hero propaganda and she also absolutely knows Izuku is Pro Hero Deku!! And that he was inspired by All Might! And while All Might's debut and fights aren't quite as cool or good as Deku he's still very cool!

And Toshinori is so touched and while it's been a few years he muscles up for a moment and gives his best "I AM HERE!" and she's just "mmmm I mean nice try dad but All Might's more muscular and his voice is a way deeper and also his hair is way taller."

Inko has to console him for the rest of the day as he sits in the corner sulking. Izuku as the die hard #1 All Might stan forever and also amazing teacher he is sets out to making a powerpoint and full breakdown as to "Why Dad IS in fact Actually the Hero All Might who is WAY better than Deku and is still the greatest hero in the world"

But UGH you have given me even MORE brain worms. Like: Toshi picking up both his kids despite his age. Izuku flustering that he's too big for this and "Dad you're gonna hurt yourself!" while Little Sis squeals from atop Toshi's shoulders. Gran being the one to call Toshi in the middle of the night and being like "You're first born visited me today. I'm too old to clean after your messes, boy. Give him a hug, buy him some hero merch, and give him so damn attention!!!" And when Gran hangs up Toshi is left reeling because what? Hadn't Izuku been the one putting some distance between them? He'd been the one to tell Toshi he was busy, and that he didn't have to wait up, and that it was fine because him and Inko probably had their hands full with the new ba- oh goddamnit he's screwed up hasn't he?

[luminouslywriting]

Chapter 22: D-Day + Carentan—The Prophecy (BoB Fanfiction)

A/N: Guys I am so so so behind on writing for this and State of Grace, it's not even funny haha. But in other news, I got into my program this past week!! I am so so so excited about this! Thanks for your support and your patience! That being said, enjoy some content and as always, let me know what you think!

Once the sun had peeked out, the day had become hellishly hot and Winnie found herself grateful for the ability to sweat.  Sweat meant that her body was doing its best to keep her cool and was working properly.  Besides, the humidity here had nothing on the sweltering of Georgian summers, especially in Toccoa.  That had been a humid fest of sickness and disease just waiting to be uncovered like a damn petri dish or something. 

The medics were the last to move out, with one of the squads bringing up the rear.  Winnie supposed she should have been grateful to be sandwiched in between a group of the men as they marched on to the next place. 

And then whenever they got to where they were going (and Winnie wasn’t quite sure where that was yet), she’d be in charge of setting up yet another field hospital.  The thing about field hospitals is that they were versatile and needed to be easily put up and easily taken down.  That was something Winnie could do, if their cleaning up of the first station had been any indicator. 

Winnie’s arm didn’t hurt too much and for that, she was grateful.  As she marched, her mind turned onto Charlie and Nate—and she finally had some time to think about it fully.  The good thing was that the German army had been caught unaware with D-Day.  And that meant that the skies, minus the flak that the paratroopers had dealt with, had been relatively quiet.  Especially after they had taken the beaches. 

So as far as Charlie Allen was considered, Winnie had a strong sense that he was okay and doing just fine.  Besides, he had been transferred into a pilot’s plane—some guy named Rosenthal, who he apparently worshipped—and Winnie had all the confidence in the world that he’d be alright. 

Nate, on the other hand, was someone that she was worried about.  It was altogether possible that given the marching, they could run into the army and she could find Nate.  But trying to find him during something like this was like looking for a singular and specific piece of hay in a hay bale.  It would have been impossible. 

She had no way to know if he was alright or if the landings had gone alright for him.  So that was another thing for Winnie to be concerned about.  In the case of Richie and Robbie, they were on some ship in the middle of the Pacific and headed to God knows where—she just knew it was going to be bloody and horrific in ways that she never truly wanted to know about.  Joshua was on a medical leave for Malaria and Winnie found herself strangely grateful for the illness keeping him on the shores of somewhere safe. 

Winnie wondered if she would start to feel that way about the men in Easy Company.  Like, for instance, if at some point—she would be grateful if Dick came down with the flu or something.  She could foresee it.  It felt selfish though and that wasn’t something she was accustomed to. 

This was war and war was not a time for selfishness.  

But weren’t all mothers entitled to be selfish to a degree?  Didn’t all mothers selfishly want their children to be safe from harm and to come home one day?  Could Winnie even call herself a mother truly?  Because yes, she had raised those boys with her own blood, sweat, and tears—quite literally at times—but she had not given birth to them. 

Sometimes it stung.  She wondered if they knew what it was to constantly worry about them as if they were her own children.  She wondered if they knew how lucky they were to have a single person who cared about them to the degree that she did. 

Probably not. 

Winnie made her way through the crowd of men, pausing as she caught sight of the swastika—the damned symbol that represented the reason they were all here in Europe.

A grimace crossed her features as she glanced at the flag Liebgott had gotten ahold of.  She just made her way forward to command, finding Harry waiting for her.  “What’s the verdict?” Winnie questioned, falling into line beside him. 

“Well Sink thinks that if the medics are with the men, you can man the field-hospital and bring up the rear,” Harry explained.  “So the men will be in the foxholes and they’ll bring back the injured to you.” 

Finding no fault with the argument, Winnie just gave a nod.  “Works for me.” 

“I figured it would,” Harry grinned sarcastically.  

“Do me a favor though?” Winnie questioned, squinting at him. 

“Sure thing.” 

“Remind the men to hydrate.  The last thing they need is to pass out in this heat because they weren’t paying attention and too focused on marching.” 

At that, Harry gave a light chuckle.  “Yes, ma’am.” 

“They should refill their canteens before they head out, too.” 

“God, you’re such a mom,” Nixon appeared at Harry’s side, sipping on a flask and shaking his head at her. 

“No, I’m just doing my job.  You should try it sometime,” Winnie retorted, rolling her eyes at him. 

“I am.  I’m gathering the intelligence I need from medical at the moment,” Nixon replied innocently. 

“Well go gather intelligence elsewhere, I’m very boring and about to be very busy singlehandedly setting up the field hospital,” Winnie deadpanned. 

“You could be nicer, you know.” 

“Have I ever indicated that I would do that?” 

“No you have not.” 

“So don’t change expectations now,” Winnie grinned, giving a salute as she walked off to get the field hospital ready. 

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Winnie wasn’t aware that a woman could be so busy—but as one of the few doctors on the ground, she was covering multiple companies at this point.  Easy had gone on ahead and she had finally gotten a break when dark had fallen.  It was only a few hours before she had been roused from sleep and had been pulled into another surgery. 

This was much better than marching though and Winnie found the monotony of the entire thing a comfort to her.  She could handle surgery after surgery and she was used to working like this.  

Carentan was a few miles ahead and Winnie just felt antsy, waiting for any sort of news from her Company.  Gratefully though, she didn’t have a lot of time to dwell on what Easy Company was up to.  Nearly an hour later, she was boarded up into a jeep and sent on ahead to Carentan to assist the medics and set up another field hospital. 

Evidently, there had been some intense injuries that required immediate medical attention.  

And unfortunately for Winnie, her first patient nearly made her blood turn to ice. The moment that she entered into the field hospital, Winnie was overwhelmed with the sound of cries of agony and a frantic energy. Private Tipper was a mess of flesh and blood, nearly sliced up to ribbons and covered and caked in crimson.  

She didn’t hesitate in rushing to his side, immediately taking in the sight of him.  He seemed to be in shock, breaths coming in short spurts and chest rising and falling rapidly.  From what she could see, half of his face had been blown up and his legs were an equal mess of placement and blood.  It was clear to her that his legs were broken—and he’d be damn lucky if the bones weren’t shattered.  “Oh Doc—” He cried out, reaching for her.  

Winnie was immediately holding his hand tightly.  “Alright Tip, you’re alright,” she murmured in a soothing tone.  Winnie was quick to administer morphine, barking out an order to get some water and a cloth over to her side—and it was at this moment that she pulled out a flask of her own.  

Alcohol for drinking purposes?  Not her thing.  Alcohol for medicinal purposes?  Helpful in a variety of ways. 

She began soaking the cloth in the water, gently and efficiently cleaning up the blood on Tipper’s face.  His eye was her first priority—it seemed to have taken a lot of the trauma and explosion that he had endured.  She cleaned it up the best that she could, a grim feeling settling on her as she assessed the damage to his eye.  There was no way that it wouldn’t get removed and her heart just ached for the poor boy.  Whatever he had endured, Winnie hoped that the morphine was handling the brunt of the pain.  

Carefully sewing up the area around his eye, Winnie then moved down to the shrapnel that had tore up his thighs.  Spina assisted her in removing the shrapnel and placing a tourniquet around the legs—sewing up the skin the best that they could. 

“What about his eye?” Spina asked softly, cleaning off the tools they had used in some water and disinfectant. 

“He’s gonna lose it.  No way around it,” Winnie said with a frown, setting down her tweezers.  

“Damn,” Spina murmured, shaking his head in sympathy.  

“Did anyone else get hit badly?” Winnie questioned.  

“Lip took a hit to the groin.  Thought he was gonna lose…well, you know,” Spina said with a frown.  “But miraculously, he didn’t get hit there.  He’s a bit bashful about the entire thing.  Probably best you didn’t handle that.” 

“Fair enough,” Winnie gave a weary half-smile.  She made her way through the rest of the hospital, gaze falling on Albert Blithe sitting and rocking back and forth on the floor.  She shared a worried glance with Roe, narrowing her gaze slightly.  She stepped forward, softly speaking to him.  “Is Blithe alright?” 

“He says he can’t see anything, but he didn’t get hit by anything,” Roe murmured in a soft tone. 

All at once, Winnie understood.  “Hysterical blindness.  When you see too much or go through something stressful, it can trigger your eyes to just….shut down, for lack of a better word.” 

Roe’s eyes widened at her words.  “That’s….” 

“Something he’ll have to work through.  I’ll talk to him—Dick?” Winnie’s gaze shifted to the doorway, where Dick had limped in, some blood staining his foot.  

“I’ll handle him, you take Blithe,” Roe offered. 

Winnie gave a nod and moved over to Blithe, kneeling beside him on the ground. “Hey Blithe, it’s Doc Allen,” Winnie said in a soft tone.  

He blinked, but didn’t physically acknowledge her presence.  “Hi Doc,” Blithe mumbled out. 

“Doc Roe said you can’t see?” 

“That’s right.  It just….went black.” 

“Alright.  I’m gonna get you some water to get you hydrated.  Why don’t you just rest here for a minute, alright?  You’re gonna be just fine,” Winnie insisted. 

“Yes, ma’am,” came his mumbled reply. 

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“Now you all look like a load of trouble,” Winnie stated, tone full of disapproval as she gazed at the group lounging in the sun. 

“Shit, Doc—” Malarkey started. 

“Oh relax, I come bearing cigarettes and chocolate and a reminder to hydrate,” Winnie said with a chuckle, handing over a box of cigarettes and a bar of chocolate. 

“Gee, thanks!” Penkala exclaimed, gratefully taking the spoils from her.  

“Berlin by Christmas, Doc,” More said.  “I was just tellin’ the guys we’ll be there for sure.” 

“Well that’s awfully hopeful,” Winnie stated dryly, crossing her arms.  

“Eew—this Kraut cheese—it stinks!” Muck gagged, making a face as he tasted the tube of German cheese. 

“The bread is stale, too.” 

“Yes sir, the way we came in today and took over, it doesn’t seem like Jerry’s got too much fight left in him,” More continued as the group divided the chocolate and cigarettes amongst themselves. 

“Hey More, don’t get hit in the face when Jerry throws in the sponge, alright?” Malarkey insisted.  Winnie had to agree with that; just because a battle had gone successfully didn’t mean that the war was won and over. 

“Mark my words, Mal, Berlin by Christmas—” More said. 

“Enjoy it while it lasts.” Winnie glanced to the side, finding Speirs standing there with a frown on his face.  “We’ll be moving out soon,” he explained to the men. 

“Out of town, Lieutenant?  Already?” Malarkey questioned. 

“That’s right,” Speirs said pointedly.  His gaze briefly flicked to Winnie and he gave a nod before heading on through the group to go and tell others of the news.  

“Don’t they know we’re just getting settled here—what the hell, woman?” More demanded, as Winnie swatted him upside the head—causing Speirs to glance back at them with a look of annoyance. 

“It’s called orders.  And I’m Doctor to you,” Winnie scowled.  “Now you boys behave, I mean it,” she stated, stalking off in the opposite direction. 

“She’s just as crazy as he is,” Muck mumbled, shaking his head. 

“Her?  No way!  And I told you, I didn’t actually see it!” Malarkey said. 

Winnie didn’t even want to know what they were talking about.  Rumors tended to fly like crazy here and she had no patience for such trivial matters.  Besides, she had bigger things to worry about now. 

[we-are-houseguest]

"did you grow up lonesome and one of a kind? were your records all you had to pass the time?" ~ the queen of lower chelsea, the gaslight anthem

welcome back, y'all.

first off, i'm stoked to tell you (if you haven't already heard) that you can actually hear what we recorded with all of this instead of just reading about it when our debut ep,

cry about it

is released on january 31st!

(and if you're in/near vancouver, you can come see us at our release show the night before! rumor has it there'll be merch and new songs 👀 (there'll be merch and new songs, it's not a rumor))

now. let's talk about mj's guitars, shall we? he used a LOT more guitars than i did this time around, so let's dive in.

this is mj's fender noventa stratocaster, one of his two main guitars, and hot damn. this thing is unbelievable. i'm not usually a strat girl but changing the standard design is a good way to pull me in and this thing sounds incredible. the p90s are a fender custom design and they really are fantastic - i'd love to see fender making more guitars with these pickups. the thing weighs nothing and has such tonal variety that mj plays it on big aggressive tunes and the quietest, softest parts (this is the only rhythm guitar on pink power ranger, for example). if you find one of these, i really cannot recommend it enough. mj keeps this guitar in his half open c tuning, CGDGBe; something you may notice is that mj, rach and i often play in wildly different tunings. does my baritone sit more neatly with this weird tuning because of a natural eq curve? is this completely psychosomatic and it just sounds good and i'm overthinking it massively?

... moving on! he uses .10-.52 ernie ball skinny top/heavy bottom strings on it!

this is mj's other main guitar, the fender vintera 70's telecaster deluxe. what is there to say about a telecaster in 2025? hopefully lots. this thing is surprisingly light, given that it's just a big beefy slab of wood, and the wide range pickups sound fantastic. still very versatile, but when he goes absolutely nuts on taurus, for example, that's where these humbuckers shine. this thing is fantastic and comfy as hell (tummy cut forever!). he's got one of those d'addario auto locking straps on this thing and WOW is it ever comfortable. hell of a guitar, truly. he keeps this in e standard (for now; i see d standard in the future, though) and uses the same string set.

(fun fact I - this was my DREAM guitar when i was like 14-18 years old. I always wanted to like sg's but they never seemed like they suited me but then i saw THIS and that was that. it was my absolute dream to own one of these because justin pierre from motion city soundtrack played one and i was (and still am) just such a huge fan. maybe one day i'll use one, too.)

mj lives in the land of actual pedals as opposed to my digital utopia, but i digress. his pedal board includes:

source audio soundblox 2 dimension reverb

southampton pedals fifth gear (nasty, NASTY little motherfucker, so good)

boss cs-3 compression sustainer

source audio nemesis delay (an incredible delay, this thing is so versatile and powerful. it's like a time machine)

boss ph-3 phase shifter (i actually don't think he's ever used this but i'll check)

mxr analog chorus

ehx linear power booster

dunlop crybaby wah (there's definitely something funky with the switch on this one, hence the AM I ON? reminder tape)

boss tu-2 chromatic tuner (tu-2 forever!!!!)

and the fulltone ocd autism pedal (for the record fuck this guy and fuck his company; as of the time of writing, we've got it (tentatively) replaced with a boss ms-3 multi effects switcher (this thing is very cool. surprised there aren't more multi fx/switcher combos out there))

mj is one of the most creative guitar players i've ever heard and he can coax ANYTHING out of this board (which you'll see when our next songs come around). Big weird spacey things, heavy, nasty distorted things, beautiful math-y things... he gets it. he's got The Pedal Touch.

mj plays all of this through a fender tone master deluxe reverb. you might be wondering, why the tone master model? well.

a) you would never know that this is not a tube amp listening to it. never never never.

b) it weighs HALF and that's honestly a big swing right there

c) digitally recording it is not a compromise the way it was way back when with digital amps

d) built in attenuator??? hell yeah. it's not 1985 anymore, baby. the days of diming an amp to get "the best tube breakup" are dead!

as expected, given that it's emulating one of the most legendary amps of all time, it sounds fantastic, takes pedals incredibly well and can do... essentially anything.

now for the studio only guitars! (all three of which belong to rachael, incidentally - out of all of us, she's the guitar collector for SURE.)

mj played this epiphone sheraton ii on a couple tracks just for some tonal variety - different scale length, different strings, different pickups, semi-hollow... really brought a lot to the table for some tracks. these things are ENORMOUS - mj was less than pleased haha.

(fun fact II - i used to own one of these in black with gold hardware and i LOVED it and i miss it all the time)

we currently have this fender strat in half step down to facilitate some of our new stuff, but mj used this on the ep for some really chime-y cleans on re-run. we used it hyper specifically, but it really did the trick.

i used this prs se soapbar II for some kind of like. extra guitarwork, weird noise stuff, guitar pad-style sounds. not super frequent, but a good jack of all trades instrument that served us well! (plus it's a prs without those fuck-ugly bird inlays so that's a big point in its favour haha)

THERE YOU HAVE IT. all instruments have been revealed. in the next week or two i'll do a quick breakdown of what we used mic wise and in the box to record, as we did this whole thing ourselves, but 'til next time:

au revior/arrivederci/auf wiedersehen/adiós/etc

~ elizabeth

[pluck-heartstrings]

My mind is in shambles, I hope you know that. Here I am tangled up into like 3 different gauges and types of threads trying to determin the difference between steel grey and platinum and what becomes a hand and what becomes a dress while making her look like a creature of distinct parts. Should I double strand some cool pastels into her dress to make an Aurora affect ton mimic sun and moon taking on sun rise and set adjacent coloring? Or try and make her as acurate as possible with flat coloring so my brain doesnt itch? Maybe I could try and ombre her skirt in an attempt to make her face as striking as possible? Like a singular blinding star in the sky. Do I use micro thread for a tiny, figurine like statue, or more versatile larger gauges that look messier but allow for more variety, but a floppier plush like design? How much do I have to pay you for a reference sheet or should I go all and just freehand her a dress design? What color is the gem on her circlet I cant find a reference?!?! I know its non canon but she's about to get my ballet slipper pattern feet and become and en point queen. I could streamline the design by forgoing feet altogether and make a stand and thick skirts and pose her and straight up make like 10 of her! GOLDEN PRINCESS PLUSH! Oh my god, sleeping beauty dress split in sun and moon colors I can't. I feel a deep connection with Sun to the point of pulling my hair this princess has me in a death grip. Her aesthetic got me quaking. *her god damn head is a nightmare!!!!!!!* I've got a third of a two year project left to do *that I was paid for, and can not put on hold* or else I would be elbow deep in dragon scale patterns trying to make 3D eyelashes!

And part of this design process is trying to like... reverse enjineer Fazco type branding. What parts of ger are most marketable and thus, simplified and emphasized? With her and sun being the only two without "cool accessories" my brain wants to go whole fucking ham into the rose prop that will most likely be her signature and remove her legs so her skirts can become an inverted rose. I'll bet they'll be all over her merch.

Ima go die now. Or lie down and shake from overstimulation. Princess fixation always be hitting at 2 am.

Nelly I'm shaking you. I'm kicking my feet in a furious attempt to keep it together.

If there was a head of merch at Castle Faz I'd hire you in a heartbeat. You understand. /italian gesture hand/ No matter what happens Castle Faz is still a FazCo business and they'll do whatever it takes to make a profit.

Shitty little cheap plushies of the Princess? Fly off the shelves. Every little girl either buys one of the Princess cap crowns or a plush. Their parents bring them back to Castle Faz because the doll basically disintegrates with too much playing so they have to return to get a replacement. But the die-hard fans that follow the company and turn a blind eye to all the mysterious circumstances of the past? Those are the ones that shell out BIG BUCKS for the high resolution, hand painted figures. Especially one of the newest character in their lineup, the first in however many years. The Princess isn't well known yet, but if the business does well then she'll be the marketing face for the brand.

Her aesthetic is platinum, with an array of subtle colours. Picture fine particles of glitter that catch the light and refract into a multitude of colours. Because of her simplistic mask and hat, she looks good in all colours. That means her merch can change often, and it does! Dress up Princess dolls with changeable outfits for every occasion, holiday, theme.

See now you got me goin'

[writeforfandoms]

retyping this... im in misery

ok so harpy eagle!reader medic who's perfectly suited to fly past enemy lines w/o being spotted under cover of night to get aid to her teammates!! even tho harpy eagles hunt during the day they can be super versatile!! harpy eagle reader who can crush a man's skull to mush with her claws cuz harpy eagle grip strength is insane!! (did you know harpy eagles are crazy strong!! females weigh like 19 pounds max but they can carry up to 40 pounds!!! thats fucking insane!! their claws are the size if grizzly bear claws!!!!)

harpy eagle reader who does the head tilt thing even in human form!! who coos and chirps without thinking!! doing paperwork and soap rubs her shoulder? happy bird noise!! who melts when someone runs a hand through her hair!! who preens price's coat!! who combs through gaz's fur with soft affectionate touches!! who gives soap scritches!!! who sits on ghost's back talons digging carefully to not hurt him so she can pick at his scruff :(

AAAAAAAAAH I FUCKING LOVE HARPY EAGLES THEY'RE SO FUCKING COOL AND GORGEOUS THEY'RE AMAZING BIRDS

Okay okay okay but I love this so much??? She would be perfectly suited to flying into hot zones to deliver aid. She's got a specially made pack that she can carry that has the medical equipment in it, the pack itself is lightweight but braced so that she can land on it if she needs to. Her eyesight is good enough that she can spot her boys, especially if she knows where to start looking. She's an expert at flying to them to deliver aid.

And the cuddles! She would be so careful of her claws and her beak, but she'd be so into grooming. Even if she's shifted and the boys are not, she's carefully grooming through their hair or playfully picking at their clothes. The fastest way to get her to relax and settle is to pet her hair and groom her in return. Instant happy bird. She would definitely chirp and coo and do the bird vocalizations, as much as a human throat can.

Price has a perch set up in his office for those times she needs to just be somewhere quieter. There's probably a perch in the pack room too.

I wasn't gonna write a bird shifter but damn you're really getting me with this harpy eagle...

[icarusthelunarguard]

This Week’s Horrible-Scopes

It’s time for this week’s Horrible-Scopes! So for those of you that know your Astrological Signs, cool! If not, just pick one, roll a D12, or just make it up as you go along. It really doesn’t matter. Better yet! Check out “Heart of the Game, Fredonia” and see if they can sell you those D12’s with the symbols on them. Tell them “Shujin Tribble” sentcha. And “Hail, Hail, Fredonia!” Home of the Blue Devil!

Sooooo…. Theme, right? (*Sigh*) Ok, ok. So once again a theme has been suggested, and I seriously considered how to twist this one around on the requester. So you know what? Santa’s already done his thing and I’m SAFE! That’s exactly what I’m about to do. So with no further ado, here are New Year’s Resolutions no one wants to do.

Aries 

You get to set the stage presence here with something known as “Film Academy 2×”. It’s a format specifying an aspect ratio of 1.37:1 that was laid out in the 1930’s because no one could agree on a motion picture technical spec. These days it’s a digital resolution of 1828 × 1332, which is better than any monitor you’ve got right now. So This Week… watch some old Buster Keeton films… and remember, he was the ORIGINAL Jackie Chan for performing stunts!

Taurus 

Swinging over the pond and into true weirdness for Television Broadcasting we get to your resolution system: “Undecoded PALplus”. It was a re-do of the PAL broadcast system that brought 16:9 Widescreen broadcasts, but still supported traditional PAL receivers. So This Week… Learn how to add onto your existing knowledge base without breaking what you had already… meaning just read a damned book for a change, would you? 

Gemini  

A true digital system for once, you’re getting “SVCD” aka the “Super Video CD”. It was a digital movie file, encoded in MPEG-2, and came in one of two varieties: 480i (or 480 pixels square), or 576i (or 480 x 576 pixels). The system came out in 1998 and honestly it’s best use was in early shoot-em-up CD games with video cutscenes to them. So This Week… find your collection of old games and play some again. We’re pretty sure Cookie from You Don’t Know Jack misses you.

Cancer Moon-Child 

Another Disk, another digital format. This time it’s the most prolific media adoption in history: the DVD. Bet most of you didn’t know “DVD” stands for “Digital Versatile Disk”. With a MINIMUM storage capacity of over 4 and-a-half Gigs of data, you could backup most computers completely to one of those puppies. But as a movie disk you’re relegated to the venerable standards of NTSC at 480 lines tall, or PAL’s at 576. The system came out in 1996, and these days it’s impossible to find a movie or TV show NOT on this format. So This Week… Just admit that “DVD 3D” is a Dead Format. You bought all that super expensive stuff and now it’s just not worth it. Get over yourself.

Leo 

Look at you, Leo! Scammin’ off the pack! More laser disk goodness, but this time you get the “CVD”. That’s not a typo; CVD stands for “China Video Disk” and that’s exactly what it sounds like. It was a way of making video disks without needing to go through the whole SVCD standard. It was close, but lacking in resolution. So This Week… Your ability to run under the Patent Lawyers' radars is impressive. Keep up the good work, but don’t get caught.

Virgo 

We know you think you’re superior to everyone else, but that doesn’t mean you’ll succeed in all areas. Your format is “Betacam”, which we’re guessing some of you already kinda know what’s coming. Yes it was as-good or better than VHS for the home market, but for the professionals, it was GREAT! Get a short-play cassette at home, but the Long Play version in the studio, and it was basically The Same Cassette! Sad it got shanked in the end, but sometimes that happens. So This Week… Take some pride in knowing your format may have come out in 1982, but it’s STILL got Technical Support through this past year! 40 Years of Active Duty for a supposedly Failed Format’s pretty damned good in our book! 

Libra

Just when we thought the Analogue Film Industry was an anachronism and lost its relevance… just like Michael Corleone they’re pulling us back in again. This time it’s the “Film 8K” format. We’re not dealing with 1.85:1 any more, but with a resolution of 7992 × 4320… and really, WHY?!?! The only reason this is important is if you’re watching this on a freekin’ MASSIVE projection screen! So, good luck with all that on a computer: VLC will CHOKE to death if you’re running a 1440 monitor and a GTX-1660 Super! So This Week… LOSE SOME WEIGHT!

Scorpio 

We’re just gunna call it right now. You! ARE! BASIC! White-Bread Toast, generic as hell NTSC. The format that swept North America because 60Hz power signals are just a wonderful way to make sure everyone’s receiver works right. Your format supports both Black and White and Colour receivers without breaking anyone’s machine. So you've got that going for you. So This Week… Try replacing your mayonnaise with Caesar Salad Dressing for a new kick.

Sagittarius 

Your format cannot be overstated in how great it was! And, sadly, yes.. “Was”. You need to look up what “Laserdisk” looks like, because, holy HELL, that’s a gorgeous disk. And the output was better than standard NTSC and PAL or SECAM and testing proves this. So This Week… check out Linus Tech Tips on YouTube and see the side-by-side comparison between VHS and Laserdisk, and weep at what we were denied.

Capricorn 

You’ve just GOT to be the Odd One Out, huh? Your format is literally called “405-line”. And the fun part about this is it ISN’T 405 scan-lines in format! Nope! It’s KINDA 503 × 377, give or take a little smearing. It’s a monochrome television broadcasting system introduced with the BBC Television Service in 1936, so it’s done well for itself for a while. BUT! In the United States, the FCC had briefly approved a 405-line color television standard in October 1950, which was developed by CBS… only to find out that it was incompatible with existing black-and-white receivers. So This Week… Don’t think of it as “Conforming to the Norm” so much as “Making sure you don’t destroy everyone with your awesomeness.”

Aquarius 

Going fully to the WebCam, or PervCam, systems, you’re getting the Video Conference System “CIF”, aka the “Common Interchange Format”. Developed for company teleconferencing it was a low-rez 352 × 288 pixel image, and if you want to know what that looked like, you’ll have to watch a fair adaptation of a great book. So This Week… watch the movie “Contact”. The teleconference windows are JUST what it used to look like.

Pisces  

You just HAD to be the personification of annoying A-Hole Cat, huh? Take your pick: VHS, Betamax, or Video8. They all had just CRAP picture quality. About 320 × 486 scans in NTSC, or kinda 310 × 576 in PAL or SECAM, they were all just a cluster of sub-optimal tech sold as just this GREAT stuff, and it really wasn’t. So This Week… Learn what the Sunk Cost Fallacy is and stop falling for all the Wiz-Bang-Shiny-New sales pitches. 

And THOSE are your Horrible-Scopes for this week! Remember if you liked what you got, we’re obviously not working hard enough at these. BUT! If you want a better or nastier one for your own sign or someone else’s, all you need to do to bribe me is just Let Me Know - or check out the Ko-Fi page ( https://ko-fi.com/icarusthelunarguard )! These will be posted online at the end of each week via Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Discord and BLUESKY.

[simpingforthisonedeer]

Hey I saw that you had a tumblr and that we could ask questions about Fuego’s project

Chapter 16 was honestly really cool for setting up a lot of situations. It had a lot of unexpected stuff that makes me really excited for future chapters🔥

I like how you made a big change to canon because if it’s no longer the dark triad that’s the problem, then what would future problems be? I also like how the past wizard king is still relevant and comes back. And man I like the complex relationships you write. Jayce and Arthur may fight but they know that at the end of the day that they’re still on the same team and have each others back.

I really liked the interactions between the captains even tho it was very little, it gave us some subtle ideas about their personalities and dynamics. But uh oh they know Aika has time magic now I wonder what that’s gonna lead to.

You write the relationships between characters so well and true to canon but also give us more than just canon shows us so good job🔥❤️

Also, it’s so much like Aika to just give out an assignment instead of saying congratulations but I hope she’ll at least praise him for a job well done when he’s done😂

So what is he doing tho? I read into the concepts that you elaborated in your end notes and damn my head hurt.

ANON AAAAAAAA YOU ARE SO SWEET YOU PRAISE ME TOO MUCH

I really do love writing the complex relationships between characters and especially the canon ones because they are all outstanding individuals and we deserve to see how they shine even more through each other. When they say friendship is magic i really wanna show that so thank you anon!!

So Fuegoleon's project.

Yeah it is a doozy but I guess I'll try to give you more context and elaborate more.

So my idea of giving Fuegoleon a project came from my frustration that he didn't really have a spirit dive form yet or any sort of magic awakening

I am also a big fan of Fire Force and science and I loooooved how it showed the versatility of fire and it's role in science because it plays a big role in literally everything.

Black Clover has also shown the potential to be flexible in its magic despite having strict attributes through the various magic forms that people develop like Julius devloping transformation magic, zora using trap magic, ralph using memory magic, and magna using soul chain deathmatch.

Fire as a concept and physical medium has both spiritual and scientific aspects to it and Fuegoleon absolutely deserves to wield some of its cooler aspects besides an oversized lizard.

Fuegoleon's paper title is "Reversibility of Entropy through the Attribute of Fire: An Expansion on Laplace’s Demon."

Let me elaborate on the terms used.

The scientific term IRL is actually the "Irreversibility of Entropy." Entropy is basically how chaotic and random the world is. A solid state object has less entropy than a liquid state object and a liquid state object has less entropy than gaseous state objects. Basically gas is one of the more chaotic states an object can be. In real life science, you cannot physically reverse engineer some processes in the world because some phenomenon disperse in such random unpredictable ways.

Fire requires fuel, oxygen and heat. Once you create a fire and then extinguish it, you cannot bring back the original flame without using new materials and you cannot certainly bring back the materials used to create it in the first place. We currently don't have any processes that can do that because it is physically and theoretically impossible unless you reverse time.

Fuegoleon's job here is to bring back the fire created and extinguished by mana. He can do it using his fire magic but he would easily fall into just recreating the fire instead of reverse engineering it. So spoiler for future chapters, but he would essentially seal his fire attribute but still be able to use mana and use his familiarity with fire to bring back fire that was once there in a certain space.

It's basically a really elaborate science/mana experiment that tests just how much he knows fire as a magic form and also as a non-magic phenomenon.

Laplace's Demon is the concept that if you knew the past and present variable in any sciency phenomenon, you could predict the future of it. And that if you knew it's present and future variables, you could predict it's past. And this has proven to be untrue in our world because there is just a lot of randomness so you can't accurately predict anything but in a world of magic, it can be done because the people in it can physically interact with and move things in a way that we can't.

But yeah, I'm sorry for including nerdy topics in my fic but im also not sorry cus it's my fic 😝

Thank you for reading and I hope you'll continue to enjoy it!

[37-children-of-the-dreams]

Oh, I got Core Tech Dragonburn and UFO Monsuno, skysite. They're amazing! Skysite damn good.

Also, wanted to tell you about my fist monsuno set and until now was also only set. It's base Core Tech set, Glowblade, Lock, Charger and Quickforce. Actually, my feelings was like wtf is this. Lock, I liked him most, cause I thought it was white tiger, and I really like white tigers, and I was really dissapointed when I found out it was bear. Charger, meh, moose with giant horns and big smile. Quickforce... skinny griffin with disgusting bird face and goat horns, because of his skinny body he really looked like a ugly goat to me. And finally, Glowblade. This satan animal is a piece of scary crap. I mean, not very cute three headed snake with it's ribs ripped out of it and pointed to sides. I mean, this shit is meh no, thanks.

I mostly liked Nightstone and Blackbullet, but only got Blackbullet. I didnt knew about other monsunos at that moment, and now I also have boost, x-100, Demise, Ironjaw, Backslash, Driftblade, Skysite and Dragonburn, but actually, if in my old childish eyes, Dragonburn, Backslash and Driftblade looks not good, they're scary shit. Especcially Dragonburn. He makes his work of scary Dino chicken.

That’s so cool that you got so many Monsuno figures! I like the fact that they range from childish looking to downright creepy since that’s what makes a toy line versatile, having a range of monster you want to pet or want to run from.

And the fact your first pack was Team Core Tech’s main Monsunos is really cool. Though, I also kinda thought Lock looked little bit like a tiger than bear at times, but that might be because Lock is part tiger. Charger is just Charger, but like that’s how you know it’s him. Also, it ain’t Quickforce’s fault he looks like an anorexic goat, that’s on the toy makers! And Glowblade has to be scary, he’s a THREE headed snake, you think two-headed snakes are bad, imagine three heads and that’s how you know Beyal got the scariest Monsunos in Team Core Tech.

[yabadabadoobie]

petnames (pt. 2)

multi-legend headcanons - mirage, crypto, loba, fuse, mad maggie

pt. 1  •  pt. 3

a/n: obligatory ooc warning; the next parts will take a little longer to come out, but i figured i'd post these today as well since i had them ready!

Mirage - babe

Nobody said the guy was original, okay? He just loves being able to swing an arm around your shoulder, call you 'babe,' and feel like the most suave man in the world. Plus, he might just be a little nervous about stuttering if he tries to call you anything more - he's scared he'll look totally pathetic! (Don't worry Mirage, you already do. That's why we love you.)

"Next round's on me, babe. W-w-well, yeah, I know every round is on me, it's my bar, duh, but- I sounded, like, cool though, right?"

Crypto - jagi (honey)

Short and sweet, maybe a little basic. He'll pretend that it's only because he doesn't care for cutesy nicknames, but really he just loves how domestic and relaxed it is. It might take a while for him to use it without getting embarrassed - he'll make sure to hide his red face at all times, though. He has a cool guy persona to keep up.

"Jagi, have you seen- aish, how many times have I told you to stop dressing up hack?!"

Loba - baby

Alright, this lady uses petnames on everybody. Darling, sweetie, honey... she uses them whenever she can, seemingly without a care. But baby? That's reserved for you, baby, and she makes sure you know it. She absolutely adores calling you her baby in front of as many people as possible, showing you off; especially if it flusters you.

"Ahh, perfect timing, baby; I was just thinking about you. Come over here, won't you?"

Fuse - sweetheart

A major petname enjoyer, he especially loves calling you the weirdest names he can just to get a reaction - though sweetheart will always be his favourite. Hey, he's an old man, he has a thing for the old-fashioned. It's a versatile little name, one that's charming, cute and a little bit cheeky; just like him!

"Bloody hell, killer game today. Good thing I got you to come home too, ay sweetheart?"

Mad Maggie - taku whaiāipo (my sweetheart)

You might think petnames to be unlike her, especially one so tender, but she's shockingly soft for you. She says what she wants when she wants to, so she's never embarrassed about calling out to you with sweet names in public - and if anyone dare think she's lost her edge because of it, they'll damn well regret it.

"Any of those eggs touch a bloody hair on your head, Maggie'll set 'em straight. Trust, taku whaiāipo."

[embraceyourdestiny]

On today’s episode of “the kingdom hearts thought that I can’t get out of my brain”

I’m playing kh1 to take notes and a moment really struck me in the tutorial. Wakka says “Riku’s good at pretty much everything. Even you’re no match for him.”

“Even you” ? Such language implies a different meaning than what I think was intended. “Even you” is a way of saying “even with as skilled as you are, you’re no match for Riku.”

So does that mean Sora was actually pretty good at stuff but it just wasn’t enough compared to Riku?

If Wakka was to say Sora didn’t stand a chance against Riku and he left him in the dust, better language would’ve been “There’s no way you could surpass Riku” or “No matter what you do, Riku’s gonna beat you” or something to that affect but even you really doesn’t convey the idea that Sora is supremely bad at everything.

And that kinda makes sense, right? As the series goes on we see two things surrounding Sora; Sora hailed as a hero and Sora’s shortcomings. Sora is extremely talented when it comes to the keyblade. Literally no one is as proficient as he. This boy learned grand tier magic like like three weeks and he learned how to transform his keyblade after one battle with Lingering Will. In KH1 he picked up magic and battle so easily and though he was clumsy he was by no means bad and was an extremely good fighter by the end of the game.

Fighting is just one example but if we equate that to the games the kids play on the island, mainly sparring, Sora was probably pretty damn good at it, but compared to Riku he was just average. Sora was neck and neck with Riku, making him leagues better than everyone else, but when he’s stacked up against “everyone’s favorite” Riku, suddenly his skills don’t look so impressive.

(What’s interesting though is that Sora is absolutely a better keyblade wielder than Riku. Riku is not as versatile. Riku doesn’t not have a good battle wit. Riku can’t make his way out of any situation entirely on his own. He has raw strength and a strong power but Sora is the one who battled almost nonstop for 3 years and gained a lot of experience because of it. Riku only became a Master because he took a test correctly, not because he was a better keyblade wielder than Sora. I would imagine as kids it was the same, Sora could dodge his way out of anything but when Riku came at him with brute force he couldn’t stand a chance one on one)

And to Sora’s “shortcomings.” Honestly, besides clumsiness and silly moments he really isn’t bad at anything but he has unfair standards and responsibilities put on him so when he “messes up” it’s catastrophic. And because the results are so bad, Sora thinks he’s bad when most of the time it’s something out of his control.

Looking back at kh1, Sora knew he was good at using the keyblade. That’s why he gets sassy with Riku when he says he’ll take care of it. His cool pose after he destroyed the soldier; “Leave it to who?” It’s the only time we’ve seen Sora get big about his abilities which is really sad but shows that even he knew he was good at it. Now though, not so much.

Just thought it was a really interesting detail. Sora isn’t bad, but he’s unfairly compared to Riku while having unfair standards set to him and even if by all means he actually is better than Riku everyone is looking at the wrong stuff when they compare them.

[ofstormsandsaints]

Hi babes idk if you want to make headcanons but could you do headcanons for how Beatrix dresses?

Absolutely! please do ask me anything

Fashion headcanon - a Beatrix lookbook

While writing this headcanon, my brain couldn't stop thinking about @nutaella-kookie 's take on a lookbook for Beatrix. So I will list down all the points I agree on, then go into detail.

-Huge Grace Kelly inspo

-Shades of cool blue, light sand/beige, cream, touches of brown and white

-Shuu and his mother do have a similar colour palette because they both know what looks good on their fair warm-toned skin, with their golden locks and their piercing blue eyes.

Richard Jenkins photography

Jenkins is specialised in historical period so if you are looking for any accurate historical fashion depiction: here

And obviously, I had to take a look at his work after I'd found the Beatrix dress on Pinterest. (yes, the red one).

Through the centuries, she would dress like this in the human world: following diligently the fashion trends and requirements of the upper-class.

Mostly wears her hair in an elegant bun, thin strands of curly hair escaped from the hairdo and framing her face as she roams the castle, looking for her eldest.

She doesn't like it when she can't keep her hair under control - because her curls soften her features.

In the human world, she would not care that much about her appearance or about the variety of her wardrobe. She focuses on having lasting pieces that solely evoke her status.

She is rather modest: no eccentric lacy pieces at the end of her sleeves, no too-tight corset, no hats jabbed with peacock feathers, or shawls of the finest Chinese silk, embellished with threads of vermillon and gold and her shoes are simple heeled-boots, often black.

But she does like adding some feminine accents to her outfits with pearls essentially. But also lockets. Victorian golden pendants set with small rubies, sapphires or turquoise, glazed with faceted glass, smooth enamel. She owns a whole collection. All with different sprigs and flowers carved on the precious metal - each unique. Karlheinz gifted her one, a stylised chrysanthemum carved on the concave side of the locket. It was a few days after Shuu's birth.

On her day-to-day life

A boss. (because I find the term 'girlboss' rather infantilising, in my humble opinion)

Beatrix is an efficient woman. The strict, rigid façade left aside, I do imagine she would favour practicality and versatility over anything.

Here, we are talking about how she would dress in modern days, both in the demon and human worlds:

Suits.

Silken shirts, white embroidered blouses, polo-necks made of the finest wool, long sleeves always, coordinated vests and high-waisted trousers made of viscose topped with a fine leather belt to accentuate her waist, golden, fine bracelets, no rings except her wedding ring.

The mature combo of old money and dark academia.

She would make an amazing Ralph Lauren model.

Haute Couture gal

Ok Bea, time to shine.

3 words: Dior.New.Look

And now, 3 names: Christian Dior, Jacques Heim and Pierre Balmain

@samsvenn : being a Dior model is in Beatrix's DNA, that's why Reiji looks so damn good. (your headcanon was amazing)

She was born to wear these 1950s-1960s dresses. Full petticoats, boned bodice, slightly padded busts.

Only top quality fabrics: velvet, damask, taffeta, silk and lace obviously.

Straight or sweetheart necklines mostly, she doesn't like to draw too much attention to her cleavage while her shoulders and neck are already exposed by her hairstyle and dress.

Even if Cordelia is known for her alluring, flamboyant looks, Beatrix manages to shake the audience with her composed yet regal posture.

But there is this one time when she left everyone astounded.

Even Karlheinz.

We are talking about a long silk lavender dress, paired with small diamond earrings, a matching necklace and a oh-so delicate tiara. The light purple accentuated elegantly her eyes yet highlighted her golden locks. While the rich fabric was lightly reflective - making her shine like a distant star.

She'd wore this dress at a reception, soon after her honeymoon with the king. The court was marvelled, Cordelia gave her a dirty look but stayed calmly next to Richter while Karlheinz offered to open the ball.

She accepted, took his gloved hand and held it firmly as they started waltzing magnificently.

It was soon after her honeymoon.

And soon before she'd announced him that she was pregnant.

[elysianslove]

Hiii! I loved your Iwa fluff headcanons and was wondering if you could do one with Suna? thanks <3

yesyesyes i would love to!!! iwaizumi’s version. 

↬ when suna was younger, he really, really wanted a pet bunny. like he really, really loved bunnies, and would beg his parents day and night for one. he even made a really badly edited powerpoint on bunnies and why he deserves one (aside the editing, it was a very persuasive powerpoint. they filmed him while he presented it and the video haunts him to this day). his parents were relentless, though, and didn’t get him his bunny. instead, though, they surprised him with a cat. a cat isn’t as high maintenance since they’re very independent creatures, but can also be very fun. they figured any pet would make him happy. they were wrong. suna hated her so much and would never interact with her. like to the point where he nicknamed her “bitch” and now she mainly answers to that instead of her name. but all that only worked against him, and the cat just kept getting more and more attached to him.

↬ suna now loves her so much, and she’s just as attached to him. like he would kill for her, honestly. it’s his cat >>> everyone else. he has an album on his phone dedicated to pictures and videos of only her, and her bed is in his room because she always ends up sleeping there anyways. he realized later on when he grew older that a cat was the perfect animal for him, and he’s not sure if it’s a parents thing and they really knew or they were just winging it and hoping for the best, but she’s his favorite ever and he would risk it all for her.

↬ his favorite sleeping position with her would be when he’s casually laying on his back scrolling through his phone and she comes and crawls along him to lay on his chest. the warmth he feels within his chest like he just gets so giddy.

↬ suna is crazy obsessed with serial killer documentaries, horror movies, unsolved mysteries, everything like that. his favorite pastime is watching and reading these things, but honestly, it’s not even a like, “wow that’s so cool,” and more of a, “suna what is wrong with you???” type of thing, because he’s the type to have like insidious 2 in the background as he does his homework or gets ready or something. it’s kind of scary how unfazed he is with things like that.

↬ but! yeah he’s extremely brave when it comes to horror movies, borderline unhinged, but his biggest fear? his phobia, if you will? spiders. insects in general, really. he will scream like a sixth grader that’s yet to hit puberty if he sees a spider crawling near him. once he was peeing in the miya twins’ bathroom and some kind of cockroach crawling on the wall and nearly fainted. thank god he was already peeing because he would’ve pissed his pants either way. it’s so embarrassing for him, so he’s so good at hiding it. he just freezes impossibly when he notices an insect and doesn’t take his eye off of it until someone else notices it and kills it. there was this instance when they were at a training camp and he kept feeling as if something was crawling on him, but assumed it was just really hot and his skin was tingling from that. something was crawling on him, though, and it was not just really hot. Top 10 Most Traumatic Moments of his life, especially because atsumu’s first instinct was to record the whole thing.

↬ suna is extremely, and i mean extremely, touch-starved. physical touch has always made him uncomfortable for a reason unknown to him, so he never really accepted hugs or kisses from his family, and would feel so icky if he was roped into a group hug b by his teammates. so when he met you, he thought you’d be so against the fact that he’s uncomfortable with it, because who would want a partner that doesn’t wanna touch or be touched? turns out he actually craves it, and needs it badly, he just needed to take his own time and pace approaching it, and with how understanding you were, he doubted he could ever figure this out without you. he just took it slow, you know? but the more he touched you — held your hand, pinched your cheek, rested his head on your shoulder, pecked your lips for a few seconds longer than last time — the more he wanted you.

↬ when suna became comfortable with the thought and idea that yeah, he actually craves physical touch so damn bad, he wouldn’t stop touching you every second he could. he became insanely clingy, no matter if you were in public or alone. just always has a hand on you at all times. when he’s alone with you, he’s always trying to cuddle with you. you wanna sit and chill on your phone and not really talk? sure, just come do it with your head on his chest. you wanna watch a movie and munch on some popcorn and possibly share a drink? of course he’d love to! just come sit between his legs with your popcorn on your lap so he can steal some and also offer you some sips from the drink. you don’t wanna hug him after a game cause he’s too sweaty? that’s too bad, he wasn’t asking for permission. so you see, suna is a clingy mf. like latches onto you like a koala clingy <3

↬ suna’s music taste is very diverse. his favorite genre is alternative and rock, like the neighborhood, arctic monkeys, etc, but he also loves, loves loves glitchcore music, but also will un-ironically listen to kpop, and rap, and hannah montana’s old music too because why not. he just doesn’t care. if a song is good, it’s good. so what if it caters to a bunch of 12 year olds and not him? who decides that anyways?

↬ suna is very good at hair. like so good. as his sister started to get older, and her hair grew longer, she would sometimes ask him to do it for her before school. at first he was terrible at it, except maybe ponytails cause his hair was long enough at some point to push back into a ponytail, but everything else like parting her hair for pigtails or doing braids or a bun… he was just awful. so, in response, he’d just practice. he’d watch videos as he’s doing his little sister’s hair and be so focused, with his tongue sticking out a little and his eyes squinting as he tries to get it accurate. eventually, he becomes a master at it! you find this out when one day, as you’re just over at his house, his sister comes into his room with a hair tie and a brush and he just carries her up onto his lap and braids her hair as he chats with you and it was so endearing and so impressive and you genuinely believe that was the moment you realized you were in love with him.

↬ he offers to do your hair for you all the time now!! especially if you’ve just showered and are too lazy to brush it and tie it in some way, so he does it for you. he’s actually so, very gentle when brushing your hair, you don’t even feel a thing. if anything, it makes you really sleepy.

↬ when he joined the national team and started to become more and more of a public figure, he’d send you really explicit fan art of him and other teammates he was shipped with just to piss you off. if he was feeling really bold, he’d send you smut written about him. he says he wants to make you jealous. he just wants to provoke you in every way possible, really. one time someone made an edit plot twisting you and him to him and like atsumu so he downloaded video star and made such a bad edit of you and him and posted it on his twitter and instagram and it went viral. like it was one of those edits of just pictures flipping and hearts flashing and lights spasming all over the screen it was so bad it made you cry with laughter. that was his way of telling the world, no one but this person for me, right here <3

↬ i think he’d be very good at doing chores and cleaning and all that, despite how lazy he is. i just think it’s a habit kind of thing, where he grew up doing laundry and making his bed and cleaning his room and washing the dishes that he genuinely doesn’t mind doing it cause it’s natural for him. and he’s learnt to enjoy it.

↬ suna’s favorite color was deep, deep purple at some point, but now it’s between green and black.

↬ he’s caught up with all seasons of keeping up with the kardashians. please don’t ask him why, he doesn’t even know.

↬ once when you were out with him you just gave him a rock that was on the floor and he’s kept that rock with him ever since. like it’s in the drawer next to his bed and sometimes he just takes it out and holds it in his hand while he’s doing homework or scrolling through his phone.

↬ he spams you a lot. like at any time time of the day he just sends you a million videos of him doing the most mundane things; he sends you a video of him eating some almonds and at the end it’s just him going, “i’s good,” or him lip-syncing a song you sent him to listen to, or him trying to do eyeliner because why not. or maybe it’s pictures of him and it’s always ridiculous: him exaggerating him thinking, and then captioning it “thinking,” or just a picture of him on the roof with a peace sign and a pretty smile, or a close up photo of his face saying, “miss u.”

↬ he also spams you with memes all the time. and there’s no set type, it’s just all kinds. really corny memes and really cursed memes, wholesome memes and also memes that bully you. it’s all about the versatility.

↬ suna loves to sleep, he really does, but before meeting you, the only place where he could properly fall into a deep sleep was his bed. after meeting you, anywhere where you were next to him was the perfect place to sleep. if he had your presence near him he could sleep, it didn’t matter, especially if he was resting on your lap or shoulder or gripping onto your hand or resting his legs on your lap. he just wants you close to him, you know? like he feels so safe and comfortable when you’re around, it kind of scares him if he’s honest.

[phoenixduelist]

Scarlet haze

That bastard got her good with a surprisingly lowly aimed slash-oh whom she was trying to fool when she saw it coming before the his opponent even decided to go through with the motion. He was dead the second after his blade tore into her flesh, a quite short lived victory, maybe he couldn't even comprehend the depth of the sizeable cut judging by the frozen surprise in his eyes. The alley littered with corpses, all the usual, the same now almost painfully predictable outcome of every scuffle. Not even worth calling it a swordfight. Couldn't remember her last proper one.

That's why the Captain allowed this time to be different. She was living her life cutthroat, a wild brutal pace without the slightest letting up; it would mean death. The only problem that it wasn't her life she would be gambling with. Until now, when she decided to...indulge by simply not arching out of harm's way as she always did with the grace of a wild cat.

It has been so long since she was actually wounded by a sword. The sensation of steel slicing through flesh and muscle set her nerves ablaze; a reminder. She wasn't immortal. She wasn't indeed the reincarnation of the Devil itself but human. ... For the most part. The searing pain dulled to a borderline pleasant throb, constantly fluttering to her heartbeat which was oddly calm despite the circumstances. Rozália slid down to the ground, watching with odd fascination as rich crimson continued to pour of her, slithering into small cracks, soaking the ground with her very essence. Mesmerized how her life even when leaving her sought out the ones she had ended, almost mockingly overlapping, overtaking their own cooled blood and eventually reaching their faces, their wounds as a taunt. This is only happening because I allowed it.

Her head not fully swimming yet, only an enjoyable buzz. Numbness where she wasn't haunted by the past, torn apart by the feeling of duty. It was worse than a passion for opium because she was addicted to death. The calm of an ending storm, no longer bearing weight the world has thrown onto her. The promise of peace hanging in the air, within arms reach all she had to is to simply rest. However, she was picky with the method, just like how one would search endlessly for the perfect stall in a shady corner. Although this attempt was rather desperate, but in her defense she was already beyond overwhelmed. She needed it. Needed the few minutes of peaceful limbo between worlds before reality found her.

Ah it always did. That damned instinct of survival, the fire, the bright blaze within which simply couldn't be extinguished no matter what happened. No matter how battered, wrecked, ruined, broken she was in mind, body and soul. Still...a few more sluggish seconds wouldn't hurt. Too much.

Her crew, her family was frantically searching for her, their desperate voices laced with genuine fear for her wellbeing sparked the wildfire into life, throwing her out of the pleasant hum into a headsplintering thunder.

This was her longest so far, judging how her legs shook under her weight. Of course she stood. She always did. Lips pale, emerald fire gaze half lidded. They didn't question it. Any part of it; no hows, whys neither a very expected what she was even doing in the first place. They always wore the same solemn expressions, exchanged a wordless story which Rozália was always too hazy to actually address and pry after all those years of sailing together. They knew something she didn't, that's for sure. She didn't bother with lies, excuses, none of them would be even believable. She was probably the most talented swordsman of this era, possessing almost otherworldly speed, precision, experience, acrobatics, versatility and close to impeccable prediction. Even if she was surprised, she could've easily minimized the damage, not to mention the lack of reason to simply sit and bleed out.

Rozália wasn't openly honest either. She didn't need to be and didn't have the faintest idea how to confront them about this forbidden desire. The soft madness of feeling life slowly but surely drain from her. The comfortable days of recovery on the edge of delirium. And after it has been a while...the gnawing urge growing for it again. How to explain such thing that seemed to go against her very core, yet slotted into it so nicely like a missing piece.

[therealvinelle]

You or The Muffin made a post on your dream cast(s), but I’m not really familiar with those references/actors (with the exception of Bowie and Jean Claude Van Damme and Clint Eastwood I think you mentioned). Is there anyone you would choose that’s a little more recent (80s-present)?

Our dream cast.

Our dream voice cast, for those interested.

Fun fact, both those posts were composed together, so yeah we share these opinions. We composed this one together as well.

Keep in mind that this list is... well it's for Twilight as I would make it. Which means that of course we’re casting a Didyme, nevermind that she’s been dead for thousands of years, but Denali who?

And once again we’re disrupting the time-space continuum and casting big name actors you’ve definitely heard about as they were ten, twenty, or thirty years ago.

Alright, so newer and shinier Twilight fancast, this time with a few alternatives because decisions are hard:

Alice: ... Audrey Hepburn.

I'm sorry. I tried. I tried to be modern, but I got to Alice and originally we thought Saoirse Ronan, appearances be damned because Ronan is a great actress, only to realize Ronan should be Renesmée.

So we're back to the dream cast. Audrey Hepburn was a tiny, pixie-like, yet ridiculously beautiful woman. Like Alice, her growth was stunted due to prolonged starvation during the War, so she's the perfect casting in a way no modern Western actress is going to be. She was also an amazing actress, just absolutely magnetic each time she graced the screen. She would be a fantastic Alice.

Aro: A young Tom Cruise.

Cruise is an absurdly beautiful man, and at 173 cm he is the right stature as I could never cast a tall actor for Aro. He's a very good actor, so I'm sure he'd be up for it. Also, he'd look great with chalky petrified vampire makeup on. He'd pull it off. I want to see this.

Optionally: Cate Blanchett

Yes, she's a woman. But that's what acting is all about, you play someone you're not. It's more a thing in theatre than in film that men can play women and women can play men, but I say fuck the rules, we're doing it theatre style. And Blanchett absolutely have that enigmatic, ethereal, otherworldly quality I'd want for Aro.

Bella: A young Sarah Michelle Gellar

Gellar is a petite beauty, she is spunky yet adorable, and very charming, the people of Forks and the Cullens would very believably gravitate towards her. Most importantly she has the acting chops to pull it off. She would portray an amazing Bella.

Caius: Daniel Craig

The man is the right age, he's someone you don't mess with. Craig has perhaps a touch too charismatic, but he's good enough that I'm hopeful he could tune it down.

Carlisle: A young Leonardo DiCaprio

DiCaprio is ridiculously attractive and has a bad case of The Babyface™. Watching him try to convince people that he’s 30 years old and has adult kids would be absolutely hilarious, and very faithful to the books. He’s a talented actor, too, very versatile.

Optionally: David Tennant

Tennant doesn't look the part, he is handsome but handsome in that particular way when flawed features come together handsomely. He does however have the perfect charm, gravitas, and energy for the character, so I think he could make a great Carlisle. 

This is where the magic of movie adaptions come in - you’re not going to be able to translate directly from text to screen, that’s impossible. If you embrace that and make some bold choices, you stand to make a truly spectacular adaption. One of the reasons why the Twilight films failed is that they were too faithful to the books while failing to understand the spirit of them, whereas the TV miniseries adaption of His Dark Materials switched a lot of things up and is absolutely amazing for it.

Demetri: Robert Downey Jr.

Ridiculously charismatic and talented actors cast in bit parts and making them shine is a passion of mine.

Didyme: Cate Blanchett

Look, Blanchett had to be in this somehow, and we could think of no one more appropriate. She has too much enigma for Esme, is too womanly for Alice, and once the idea for Didyme was had it was hard to weasel out of. 

Cate Blanchett would be convincing as Aro's sister, as a woman who haunts her lover and brother even thousands of years after her passing, an enigmatic and divine woman who can never be forgotten.

Also she's my fancast for her brother, so this works out quite nicely. Why cast someone who merely looks like Aro’s actor when you can just cast the same actor.

Edward: A young Johnny Depp

Very few men are otherworldly beautiful. There are countless handsome men, yes, and many beautiful ones, but Depp has extreme and symmetrical features that come together beautifully. Robert Pattinson does too, for the record, so what makes me prefer Depp is the fact that he is an incredible actor. Pattinson is good, but Depp is the kind of talent who can power through even the worst scripts, give him nothing and he will give you the world. He’s on Al Pacino’s level, this man can salvage anything.

Emmett: Terry Crews

Terry Crews is a mountain of a man, he's massive. He'd nail Emmett's infectious cheer, too. He has a very symmetrical and attractive face that follows the golden ratio beautifully, so I could buy him being a vampire.

Esme: Anne Hathaway ten years ago. Ref one, ref two.

She’s out of this world beautiful and has the perfect Esme aesthetic. Hands down best Esme. The fact that she’s a very good actress helps.

Felix: Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson

He’s got the physique for the part and would be absolutely menacing.

James: Brad Pitt

Brad Pitt is a character actor who tragically got lost in the blockbuster scene. He’s good, he deserves cool parts. So yeah, Pitt as James. I think he’d be absolutely amazing for the part, it’d be the kind of performance where you can tell the actor was enjoying every second on set.

Jane and Alec: Child Dakota Fanning

Fanning was a good choice for Jane, it's just that she was slightly too old when she was cast (and they made her look even older!) and the screenwriters had written a different character than the one in the books (and not for the better - I’m all for changing things in an adaption! But, well, she was Marvel levels of bad villain). And as Alec is a bit part and supposed to be nearly identical to her, I’d just have Fanning play him as well.

Jasper: Clint Eastwood, every time.

Optionally: feels like blasphemy to even have an “optionally”, but here we are. If you somehow haven’t heard of the guy, then… er. No, sorry, I’ve got nothing. Know that I tried, though.

Marcus: Tom Holland

The man has such babyface, which fits since Marcus is 19.

Just Tom Holland, sitting around, looking young and depressed.

Renata: A young Natalie Portman

Yes, yes, Renata is a bit part, I know that, but this is my Twilight we're casting for so I do what I want.

Portman fits the physical description for Renata, and I find that description to be relevant to her character. She's a teeny tiny woman charged with protecting the most important man in the world, and gifted with intouchability. Portman looks is beautiful enough to fit the bill for a Twilight vampire, and tiny enough to stress the absurdity of this 5′0″ woman being anybody’s bodyguard, nevermind Aro’s.

Renesmée: Child Saoirse Ronan (Though Adult Ronan works too, she’s my cast for the hybrid gremlin period.)

She was an extraordinarily talented child actress, and she’s beautiful while odd-looking. I could absolutely believe I was looking at an otherworldly hybrid when looking at her.

Mostly I think Renesmée is going to be a very hard part for anybody, as the given actor will be portraying one of the most ridiculed characters in recent pop culture. It’ll take major talent to get the audience to care about Renesmée, but I think Ronan, if anybody, could do it.

Rosalie: Margot Robbie ten years ago

She’s out of this world beautiful, and more importantly she’s an incredible actress. She would be incredible for the part.

[ganymedesclock]

Ooh ooh ooh, how about your version of Sonic for the powers thing?

You see, Sonic is fast, because if he doesn't keep ahead of his problems, he'll have to actually think about them, and then he'll have a crisis.

This is partially a fun opener joke and it's also not. I'll let you decide how much of each it is. In the meantime, I'm going to talk about what my reads of various canons inspire in me, and how that informs Worlds AU, a bit more than talking about Worlds AU itself.

So Sonic in the initial game canon, started out with an extremely simple conceit. You can see this mirrored across all of the non-Amy classic characters: Sonic runs, that's his thing; Tails flies, Knuckles punches, Eggman makes robots and also problems, which sort of condenses into one thing considering the role robots have in the classic games.

(that damn caterkiller has cost me SO many attempts at a chaos emerald...)

This sort of got to be a problem as the games advanced. In particular, the Sonic game I started on was Sonic Adventure 2, which pitted Sonic very prominently off of Shadow. At this point, character concepts are no longer about simple capabilities, and every other member of the cast has grown up. (even Amy... though not too much. sorry Amy). Tails is now building robots to go with how his flight allows him to reach unconventional 'tricky' routes; Knuckles is now more of an adventurer, explorer, and even a mystic given his history and relationship with the emeralds. This earthly pugilist sense grounds him in a more versatile skill-set.

Sonic... basically his gimmick was remaining true to the classic formula- he was still the one going fast, popping those shuttle loops, and tumbling through a chaotic universe. Yes, they absolutely polished this and put flourishes on it- now he's grinding rails and flipping on poles, this sense of street-smart parkour that carries him cheekily through any environment...

But he's played off Shadow, where the thing about Shadow, especially in the first game, is Shadow is a person who suppresses most of his personality for his context. Not in an inorganic or badly written sense, mind- but he outright says to Rouge at one point that it doesn't matter if anything he remembers is fake- in essence, that it's more real than he is, and a dead person's wish is more important than his life.

Shadow is a soldier, is an alien, is a bioweapon, is a teleporter and he shoots lasers. We are beyond the days of simple conceits; if he was conceived in the classic era, he'd have probably been either only a jet-skater or a teleporter, and that one conceit about how he moved through the world would've been through everything.

Sonic picks up the chaos control from Shadow- in direct reaction to Shadow- and this is commented on. In this scene, Sonic not only rejects Shadow's unhealthy obsession with context- that where he came from was everything- but mirrors it with an attitude that, frankly, to me, rings just as unbalanced- Sonic basically denies having a backstory whatsoever.

"What you see is what you get!" he says.

And that flew in the classic era. We didn't really have a consistent or strongly-drawn backstory over why Sonic was fast. Most continuities around that era point it to either an accident or a happenstance synergy with an outside force. But we didn't really need a story over why Tails can fly or why Knuckles had spurs on his fists.

But in the modern era... there's context. Many characters have superpowers. And more and more, there was a sense that those superpowers had context and history, whether the outright spelled, like Shadow (he was engineered to be capable of this; if you look at him, he has most of the abilities you'd expect of a boss fight in Resident Evil, minus the squelchy, infectious sorts and the Black Arms imply he could well have those and just not use them)

...or the simply alluded, such as Blaze's ominous comment that her flames are the reason she was always alone.

Sonic... clearly has powers. He's been reframed to keep up with he setting as it changes. But that exchange between him and Shadow- where Shadow looks at what Sonic is capable of, looks at him, and asks, verbatim, "what are you," and Sonic delivers a non-answer so naked and so certain that there's not really anything to say to that.

To this end, while I think it's highly intuitive that they picked the wind as the motif to spice Sonic up to- with its sense of freedom, and with its association with speed- I think there's also something about air in general that connects to Sonic.

Air is... omnipresent. It has an extremely complex seething system high overhead. Enormous paths and belts and spirals of wind curl over us all the time, pushing clouds the size of entire states around like it's nothing. When you look at the sky, it looks stationary. But wait, squint- it's actually moving. It's actually moving really fast.

One of my absolute favorite characterizing moments of Sonic is in Archie Comics, specifically the post-reboot series. To keep context minimal, Tails confides in Sonic that he's losing his memory of a certain incident that affected both of them, and he's worried; Sonic reassures him, typical hero big brother best friend, and gives him a big hug. The scene is warmly lit.

The very next panel is literally in the shadows, over Tails' shoulder and behind his back. And Sonic's expression is... troubled. Telling. We immediately understand from that alone he just lied, and has no ability to 'just remember for Tails'.

Sonic is not a vacuous person. He's not empty, he's not innocent, and he's certainly not just your same good nostalgic friend who never changed or got complicated so you don't have to reevaluate all of those things- the guy you can always count on, just like the sky is always there- but he sure pretends to be all of those things, and tries to keep the stormy weather as far away from other people as possible.

This is given another heroic-sounding-but-actually-concerning context in Sonic Unleashed, one of several games in which Sonic shows a maybe suspicious but profound aptitude for darkness where he guzzles and serves as a very powerful conduit for the energy of Dark Gaia, who is strongly connoted with rage, despair, denial, and other states considered bad for your health.

Sonic asks Chip- who he's just found out is Dark Gaia's counterpart- if it was his protection that kept him from losing his mind the entire time. Chip denies this, and states instead it's that "you never let the darkness win."

The thing is... anger and sadness are actually pretty important to feel. And it's actually not true that Sonic as a character doesn't feel anger- there's a few rather notable scenes in which he really loses his cool, some of them within Sonic Unleashed itself (he actually scares Eggman at the culmination of the Egg Dragoon fight) and in the game Sonic and the Secret Rings he actually achieves a super form powered by negative emotions- and that game also ends on a surprisingly melancholy note, where Shahra, when leaving Sonic, specifically gives him a bunch of tissues, a nod to how they met, and specifically "So you can cry as much as you need to."

Sonic is a good person. But Sonic is also... kind of a liar. He has this powerful connection to these highly destructive and dangerous entities- Dark Gaia, Chaos- and this is a thing he, pointedly, doesn't wonder about. And it's not arrogance, or an inability to consider the possibilities- in Sonic Colors he is very real with himself that he can't outrun a black hole, but only admits that once Tails is out of earshot on the one safe ride away from it- and while gearing up to try to do so anyway.

Wind is a contradictory thing. In the sky, we consider the possibility of ultimate freedom; flight and wings are often depicted as symbols of enormous power and efficacy because the very notion of being able to go wherever you want to captivates us.

On the other hand, though, a state of freefall is terrifying. In the unparalleled freedom of the sky, absolutely nothing can catch you if you fall.

(you know, except Tails, if you're fighting Eggman in Marble Garden- I'll leave)

We can talk about a bolt from the blue, a sudden storm or a just-as-sudden clear blue sky... the mechanisms of the air around us are often very hard to perceive for their superficial simplicity. And on sunny days when the wind lazes slowly through the leaves, it's hard to think of it as capable of hurricane forces.

I guess the note I want to leave this on is, it's pretty interesting how Sonic genuinely likes running, but he also tends to either outrun or fight anything that stresses him out- and "what he is" and "what he's capable of" is something he really doesn't like talking about even if he's happy to show or compete it.