#they will yoink your murder weapon

[fourphoenixfeathers]

Hi there!! I just wanted to say that i am a huge fan of IEYTD (especially 3) and was so glad to see some more ppl on tumblr who love this underrated game too! love your artwork and headcanons but i gotta ask, what’s your LEAST favorite hc about agent phoenix thst others have? just curious ☠️

AAAA TYSM

I just recently got into ieytd and I'm having a lot of fun :D

As for headcannons, that's a good question. There are a lot of interpretations and they are all so cool, it's hard to find one I don't like. I guess I would say the juniper shipping, if that counts as a headcanon? Generally I think shipping is pretty meh, and Juniper and Phoenix's dynamic feels more like mutual terrorizing in my head.

They are like this to me.

[t00nyah]

Okay so how exactly did Wenda attack all the sillies? Like, in what situation? Did she just like randomly come at Pinki with a chair? What was Tunner trying to do when she shot him? (I think you said something about trying to defend ppl?) How’d she do what she did to Sky and Oren? Also in what order did she attack them? I’m curious lol and I love your yapping so hopefully this ask makes some sense lmao I’m not sure it does sorry 😭

this ask makes so much more sense than ANY ask i ever wrote in my life you're GOOD

okay...i don't have a VERY particular order of events in my head, but here's what probably happened:

(hi, after yapping session t00nyah here, obviously gore and murder and stuff is described there!)

i think at first wenda felt a bit weird when she saw everything change, when she saw brud with 60% of his head gone, when she saw OWAKCX's skinned body, and only then clicked that hey, it's alright, everything's going down, so it's allowed to have some girlfun!

i'm trying to make a timeline still and i think it makes sense in my head that wenda went for sky purely out of this newly bloomed impulse to do something intensely fucked up without a weapon on her. dunno where she got those poles, but i would assume they just were around for some reason. i have a small idea of... tunner could've witnessed it shortly after and probably felt so bad about not being there in time to stop her. i think tunner was on a look out for others because something was clearly going on, but unfortunately stumbled across wenda and of course she was full of delight. seeing tunner so appaled at the sight made her laugh! she doesn't have to hide the deranged side of her brain now, who cares, she's not the only one!

of course it was tunner's duty to eliminate the threat, but the question was in order: was it all her doing? who's behind it all if not her? to which she of course looked at him annoyed and gave him the genuine 'no, i just came here and everything was like that already. not that i mind, as you can see' and somehow still managed to yoink the revolver he had pointed at her. got lucky i suppose. with my super-toxic-yuri-powered brain i can't not imagine her do some weird flirting because i don't care im brainrotted. something about a he/him butch lesbian pointing a gun at her because she's actively seen as a threat is just that attractive to her. but we all know it ultimately ends with her shooting him, having her girlfun!

that's the point after which she goes to get her knife, because she really got lucky with having something around and it's not really that fun when she doesn't have her own iconic murder weapon, right?

i think she could've gotten the idea of finding oren and pinki almost immediately, and of course she found them hiding at the house together, trying to figure out where to go now, nowhere is safe. and nowhere it is, as wenda approaches them in the most horror movie maniac way possible for her. i think hearing her voice immediately raised the question of is there any chance it's a good thing wenda found them, and no, turns out of course it's not! i think she didn't mean to do that, but ended up hitting pinki with a chair because she was annoying to her to shut her the fuck up. ended up fucking up her face and knocking her out for good, as she herself got to FINALLY use her knife and slowly cut open oren's ribcage. made sure to make it painful! after looking at what she's done for a while, of course, she did get bored and move on, but she was definitely satisfied.

(this is basically where the answer to the questions ends, but i still went on a bit of a bonus yapping session to clarify something)

and then in redemption arc au almost immediately after that something just cleans the atmosphere, everything is normal again and wenda is hit with this weird feeling of emptiness after so much stimuli and boiling bloodthirst. just a whuh. wuh. and stands still. looking around. everything is so normal, but the gore in sight is definitely the same. and then she's approached by the higher powers forbidding her from doing any more harm and helping repair what has been broken. obviously her first reaction is 'this is bullshit.' which is understandable. and yeah, this IS bullshit. but she legit is disallowed to harm anyone now it just won't work and harming herself counts too she just can't do SHIT. she very VERY unwillingly has to cure lethal wounds (and it works because of the said higher powers that made her do that and she's so pissed).

[ant1quarian]

hey! I'm craving some angst!

I know this was probably asked seperately but what happens if each dust from the dustverse (of your choosing. asking for all would be overwhelming lol) had an s/o that was injured or like some bad evil human injured them.

I wanna see some BLOOD MWAHAHAHA

Heheheheh.

OG is a mixture of panic and intense worry. Blood is an. . . iffy subject for him- with the only context of him actually seeing it being when he was fighting the kid. But he tries to help as much as possible. If you were hurt by the person, he'd make plans to kill the person.

Discard stares at you for a few seconds- sockets wide beneath the void of his hood- before he 'ports forward. Discard is very iffy about blood for... reasons... but he tries his best to ignore it. He almost immediately kills the person that hurt you if they're still around and near enough in his line of sight to be attacked.

Fallout is pissed. He immediately slaughters the person (by severing them in half) before returning to you with a worried expression. He tries his best to help you out, but he's an omen of death- born a weapon, only useful for murder, so he really doesn't know how to help much. He doesn't have healing magic- the only proper effect like that he has being his Withering ability, but that'd kill you.

Decay is about to kill someone's entire bloodline- but beforehand, he immediately checks up on you to make sure you aren't about to die. He yoinks you and vanishes into the sky- noting the scent of the blood of the person who harmed you into his mind so that he knows their bloodline. And who to kill.

[tacticalvalor]

«────── « HEADCANON » ──────»

MORALITY CHALLENGE

yoinked from: @sadistpet

tagging (dealer's choice for all multi-muses ♡): @vendettavalor , @unrclypirxte , @thephoenixnomore , @mayxthexforce , and you!! feel free to snatch this and tag me in yours :3

bold all the things your muse has done ( will / would do is in italics, bolded italics means they’ve done it before and will probably do it again )

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MUSE: Quiet

murder / manslaughter / assault / robbery / breaking & entering / theft / embezzlement / money-laundering / kidnapping / torture / blackmail / arson / trespassing / treason / libel or slander / obstruction of justice / lying to law enforcement / creation of a weapon / espionage / riot / escape from lawful custody / contempt of court / public intoxication / conspiracy / accessory to a crime / harboring a fugitive / bribery / perjury under oath / resisting arrest / identity theft / corporate fraud / tax fraud / document forgery / destruction of evidence / assassination / counterfeiting / sale of a controlled substance / purchase of a controlled substance / failure to pay child support / hacking crimes / threat / pick-pocketing / shoplifting

[quartarcade]

MORALITY CHALLENGE. 'bold all the things your muse has done (will / would do is in italics, bolded italics means they’ve done it before and will probably do it again)

RIO

murder / manslaughter / assault / robbery / breaking & entering / theft / embezzlement / money-laundering / kidnapping / torture / blackmail / arson / trespassing / treason / libel or slander / obstruction of justice / lying to law enforcement / creation of a weapon / espionage / riot / escape from lawful custody / contempt of court / public intoxication / conspiracy / accessory to a crime / harboring a fugitive / bribery / perjury under oath / resisting arrest / identity theft / corporate fraud / tax fraud / document forgery / destruction of evidence / assassination / counterfeiting / sale of a controlled substance / purchase of a controlled substance / failure to pay child support / hacking crimes / threat / pick-pocketing / shoplifting

CRITTER

murder / manslaughter / assault / robbery / breaking & entering / theft / embezzlement / money-laundering / kidnapping / torture / blackmail / arson / trespassing / treason / libel or slander / obstruction of justice / lying to law enforcement / creation of a weapon (does it count if they're the weapon) / espionage / riot / escape from lawful custody / contempt of court / public intoxication / conspiracy / accessory to a crime / harboring a fugitive / bribery / perjury under oath / resisting arrest / identity theft / corporate fraud / tax fraud / document forgery / destruction of evidence / assassination / counterfeiting / sale of a controlled substance / purchase of a controlled substance / failure to pay child support / hacking crimes / threat / pick-pocketing / shoplifting

TAGGED BY . . . took from fellow menace @demonsfate

TAGGING . . . yoink it >:)c

[corvlth]

I saw your ash/calliope stuff for god of war and I thought it was really interesting. I would like to know more about this concept if you don't mind.

Oh I'm really not good with words but the idea is

Faye sees that Calliope is part of the Ragnarok prophecy so somehow travels to Hades and yoinks her soul out, Calliope basically gets reincarnated and placed in another dimension (i know Cory said it all takes place in the same universe but it makes more sense like this to me) with no gods, Ash's built different so naturally they are made to be a soldier against their wishes, in one of the missions they fight Erika (who was a regular footsoldier at the time), scratches the side of her face while Erika leads Ash into a trap and gets them electrocuted (which was their weakness and got them sick since they didn't know they're a god yet)

Sth sth war crimes from Ash because the military threatens them, they disappear their only friend so they wouldn't be held back as a weapon of war (wonder where we saw that before in the gow universe), Ash deserts, rips the little metal tags out of their ears, somehow hitches a ride all the way to USA, is homeless and desperate for a while, gets found by Erika again who doesn't recognize them from before because of the armor they had but she frames them for a murder of a higher-up military guy that she did to take his place, Ash thinks 'huh I don't remember that but maybe i did it' and becomes like a scout that travels different dimensions since they can fight to bring back info to her and one of those is right at the beginning of the 2018 gow

Kratos immediately recognizes Ash to be Calliope (Ash gets like a weird deja vu feeling seeing Kratos but doesn't really remember anything) and is just kinda burned out after trying to get his old family back and failing so many times that he just tolerates but ignores them for the most part. Atreus is really friendly and chatty so they hit it off fast.

Over the story they grow closer and give each other hints and stuff. Ash usually has these prosthetics??? Over their talon legs to look like real legs but using them makes them limp because of the shape, and doesn't use their wings but they grow to trust the gang and goes all out in fights by the end.

During fimbulwinter Ash is like the fruits and veggies dealer. And at Ragnarok they mostly go with Atreus on his missions.

Could use some refining but that's kinda the story so far

[m1xtcpes]

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐀𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬: 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

bold whatever applies | italics what sometimes applies [ both if it's perfect for your muse ] | strikethrough what doesn't apply & tag people. repost; don’t reblog!

CLASSIC.

BLACK AND WHITE. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain. abandoned cars. skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism. switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock. cellars. dust. ghosts. dark alleys. empty streets. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies. serial murder. suspicion. the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the American South. the American Northeast. England. analog cameras.

CRYPTID & URBAN LEGEND.

aliens. blinding light. dark woods. driving at night. claw marks. bite marks. men in black. memory loss. dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights. cell phones. video cameras. cars with tinted windows. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities. urban crimes. clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia. mirrors. the american pacific northwest. the american midwest. hiking. backpacking.

GOTHIC.

gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight. mist. starless nights. full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages. mysterious strangers. bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet. silver. brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera. dangerous romances. tragic romances. violins. roses. lilies. empty graves. crosses. cemeteries. snow. ice. the gallows. crows. milk-white skin. ambiguous illness. fangs. pointed nails. something howling in the night. capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors. lightning. pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens. cats. pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires. werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe. bones. churches. catacombs. mausoleums. books. stitches.

PARANORMAL.

malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing bodies. hidden graves. white noise. static. flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories. old buildings. cold air. wells. urban exploration. a dog barking at unseen things. iconoclasm. black ooze. old photographs. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.

SLASHER.

bloodbaths. massacres. wanton nudity. newspapers. leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces. social unrest. bonfires. lakes. babysitters. high school. lockers. dead leaves in the fall. jack-o’-lanterns. passing shadows. outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones. improvised weapons. halloween. secrets. revelations. cut wires. character masks. scrunchies. wild curls. jeering children. parties. fire. swearing. revulsion. california. the american midwest. ambulances.

THRILLER.

daylight. fluorescent lighting. morgues. unwavering eye contact. tension. lit rooms. empty rooms. killer in plain sight. a dog digging in the newly-planted flower bed. steely gazes. paperwork. anagrams. codes. convicted killers. missing persons. law enforcement. federal agents. small towns. paranoia. subdued terror. dimly-lit parking lots. a noise in the distance

Yoinked from: @freakarus

yeeting to: whoever wants it

[idcnticxl]

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐀𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬: 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

bold whatever applies | italics what sometimes applies [ both if it's perfect for your muse ] | strikethrough what doesn't apply & tag people. repost; don’t reblog!

CLASSIC.

black and white. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain. abandoned cars. skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism. switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock. cellars. dust. ghosts. dark alleys. empty streets. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies. serial murder. suspicion. the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the American South. the American Northeast. England. analog cameras.

CRYPTID & URBAN LEGEND.

aliens. blinding light. dark woods. driving at night. claw marks. bite marks. men in black. memory loss. dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights. cell phones. video cameras. cars with tinted windows. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities. urban crimes. clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia. mirrors. the american pacific northwest. the american midwest. hiking. backpacking.

GOTHIC.

gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight. mist. starless nights. full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages. mysterious strangers. bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet. silver. brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera. dangerous romances. tragic romances. violins. roses. lilies. empty graves. crosses. cemeteries. snow. ice. the gallows. crows. milk-white skin. ambiguous illness. fangs. pointed nails. something howling in the night. capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors. lightning. pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens. cats. pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires. werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe. bones. churches. catacombs. mausoleums. books. stitches.

PARANORMAL.

malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing bodies. hidden graves. white noise. static. flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories. old buildings. cold air. wells. urban exploration. a dog barking at unseen things. iconoclasm. black ooze. old photographs. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.

SLASHER.

bloodbaths. massacres. wanton nudity. newspapers. leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces. social unrest. bonfires. lakes. babysitters. high school. lockers. dead leaves in the fall. jack-o’-lanterns. passing shadows. outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones. improvised weapons. halloween. secrets. revelations. cut wires. character masks. scrunchies. wild curls. jeering children. parties. fire. swearing. revulsion. california. the american midwest. ambulances.

THRILLER.

daylight. fluorescent lighting. morgues. unwavering eye contact. tension. lit rooms. empty rooms. killer in plain sight. a dog digging in the newly-planted flower bed. steely gazes. paperwork. anagrams. codes. convicted killers. missing persons. law enforcement. federal agents. small towns. paranoia. subdued terror. dimly-lit parking lots. a noise in the distance

yoinked: from my other blog

yeeting to: whoever wants it.

[thebreakfastmuses]

MUSE AESTHETICS: HORROR EDITION.

bold whatever applies | italics what sometimes applies [ both if it's perfect for your muse ] | strikethrough what doesn't apply & tag people. repost; don’t reblog!

CLASSIC.

black and white. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain. abandoned cars. skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism. switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock. cellars. dust. ghosts. dark alleys. empty streets. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies. serial murder. suspicion. the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the American South. the American Northeast. England. analog cameras.

CRYPTID & URBAN LEGEND.

aliens. blinding light. dark woods. driving at night. claw marks. bite marks. men in black. memory loss. dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights. cell phones. video cameras. cars with tinted windows. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities. urban crimes. clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia. mirrors. the american pacific northwest. the american midwest. hiking. backpacking.

GOTHIC.

gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight. mist. starless nights. full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages. mysterious strangers. bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet. silver. brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera. dangerous romances. tragic romances. violins. roses. lilies. empty graves. crosses. cemeteries. snow. ice. the gallows. crows. milk-white skin. ambiguous illness. fangs. pointed nails. something howling in the night. capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors. lightning. pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens. cats. pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires. werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe. bones. churches. catacombs. mausoleums. books. stitches.

PARANORMAL.

malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing bodies. hidden graves. white noise. static. flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories. old buildings. cold air. wells. urban exploration. a dog barking at unseen things. iconoclasm. black ooze. old photographs. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.

SLASHER.

bloodbaths. massacres. wanton nudity. newspapers. leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces. social unrest. bonfires. lakes. babysitters. high school. lockers. dead leaves in the fall. jack-o’-lanterns. passing shadows. outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones. improvised weapons. halloween. secrets. revelations. cut wires. character masks. scrunchies. wild curls. jeering children. parties. FIRE. swearing. revulsion. california. the american midwest. ambulances.

THRILLER.

daylight. fluorescent lighting. morgues. unwavering eye contact. tension. lit rooms. empty rooms. killer in plain sight. a dog digging in the newly-planted flower bed. steely gazes. paperwork. anagrams. codes. convicted killers. missing persons. law enforcement. federal agents. small towns. paranoia. subdued terror. dimly-lit parking lots. a noise in the distance

Tagged By: yoinked from @etherose

Tagging: @boomermania (Devona), @paraleech, anyone else who wishes to do this.

[rainieclown]

DEADLY OBSESSION

michael myers x reader - chapter one: new neighbours

you've been in the haddonfield memorial hospital for what felt like forever with ptsd from a robbery gone wrong when a new patient gets thrown in next to you. he's quiet, perfect company if it weren't for the high security around him.

tags: medication, hospital settings, this is before michael gets out of the hospital, orphan! reader btw, it's spoken about more in detail in the fic, michael being a mute for a while, he does speak in this tho, smut, first times, michael being inexperienced, creampie, biting/marking, big dick michael energy, hymen ripping btw

warnings: ptsd themes, therapy, mentions of murder and depression, eventual smut, loss of virginity, mild blood, slight breeding kink on michael's end

a quick note!

if anything related to the ptsd the reader experiences is incorrect/wrong please let me know so i can correct it and learn! i am researching this so i can to write it with the accuracy it deserves<3

three sharp knocks wake you from your nightmare, you sigh at the sight of the ceiling of your hospital room. bland, the room is so incredibly bland. "y/n, medication time!" the nurse that takes main care for you chirps happily through the door, and you let out a wheeze as you sit up and pull on a shirt. "coming." you say, voice monotone and small. opening the door, you see the nurse with a tray, but what does capture your eye is the guards standing by a door nearby. "miss burnham, what's going on there?" you quirk a brow, taking your sertraline from miss burnham as well as the glass of water. "oh it's just a new patient, don't worry." the nurse brushes your question off with a kind smile as she takes the now empty glass back. "come on, breakfast then art therapy!" she beams, gesturing for you to follow her. you glance at the door again, before leaving with miss burnham.

breakfast is bland too, no sugar in the porridge, no fruit, no juice. it's so distastefully bland that you want to push it away but you don't want to get told off for not eating by mrs finch who was the more strict nurse that worked on supervision in the more social places, most of the time anyway. miss burnham sits across from you, reading over your schedule from her clipboard. "so, after art therapy is your free period, what do you want to do then?" she asks, looking up at you. "can we watch a movie with the others?" you ask softly, and miss burnham's eyes brighten. "you want to socialise today?" she beams and you sigh, taking a sip of water. "sure." you say softly, glancing around the cafeteria. "that's amazing, that will make outstanding progress!" she smiles, resting her cold hand on yours but pulls away when you flinch. "sorry, i forget." she says softly, but you sigh. "it's alright." you say, spotting a scruffy teen who looked to be the same age as you being directed to an empty table.

miss burnham hums and turns to see what you're looking at. "oh, that's mr myers, he's your new neighbour." she says when she turns back to you. "he looks interesting." you say, observing the cuffs on his wrist. myers plops down at the table, ignoring the bowl they put in front of him. "hmm, stay away from him. he seems to be under high security." miss burnham says, turning back to look at myers. the boy's eyes flicker to yours and your breath hitches, a sense of mild panic rising in your throat. "if you're done, we can go to the yellow room to do some painting with doctor piers." burnham says softly, pulling your attention back to her. "sure.." you mumble, and follow her out the door, past myers who watches you the whole way.

doctor piers is a happy man who greets you loudly. you don't like his suffocating energy, so miss burnham sits you down in your quiet corner and gives you your sketchbook. you sit quietly and draw things from your childhood, things that make you happy, all while miss burnham actually colours in a colouring page with the pencils you use. you felt peaceful with her by your side, she was like your big sister considering she was close to your age. "ooh, i like him." miss burnham smiles, tapping her nail next to the rough sketch of snufkin from the moomins. "thanks..." you reply quietly, letting the nurse push the pencils to you so you can colour him in.

for once, you don't feel alone... don't feel isolated with your thoughts and bad memories. miss burnham is your safe place, your new family. "so, y/n. are you interested in anyone in particular that you want to befriend?" miss burnham asks, the scratching of her pencil on paper stopping as she leans forward as if the two of you were gossiping about crushes. "not really... just think it's good to try and ease myself back into being around people other than you." you shrug, putting the green pencil down to pick up a yellow one. "that's still good. do you want to try and finish the drawing of him." she asks, flipping the page carefully to the recreation of that fateful night. your breath hitches as you stare at the charcoal drawing of the man standing over your mother. "what else do you remember, if there's anything else?" burnham asks, watching you carefully.

it comes back in waves, it was supposed to be a robbery, your family was in the wrong place at the wrong time, the blood spatter, the ornament that was used as a weapon dripping with the red substance. tears fill your eyes as you let out a shuddery breath. "no." you say firmly, wanting to push the book away. "are you sure, you haven't drawn any facial features for him.. it will help the investigation a lot." your nurse reminds you, and your hand tightens on the pencil. "i don't want to!" you snap, getting up abruptly, chair screeching back. "okay, okay. deep breaths." burnham stands too, fighting the urge to gently rub your arm soothingly. "i don't want to think about it." you hiss, storming off. nurse burnham calls after you, and doctor piers looks up to see you making a run for it. "y/n, wait!" he tries, but you swerve him and run out the door.

nurse burnham can't keep up in her high heels, and you outrun her easily, making your way to your room after losing her. you're alone again, and you catch sight of myers, sat in his room just as alone as you are. the guard is talking to doctor loomis, a man who gives you the creeps. seeing an opportunity to get past, you slip into your room quickly, once again isolating yourself. in his own room, michael had spotted you through the glass on his door, and he walks up, peering into your room as best he can. "hey! back up, myers." the guard bangs his door, now without loomis's presence, but michael doesn't move. he's unfazed by the guard's aggressive nature. the noise spooked you, you looked like a deer in headlights as you stare back at him.

you seem... disturbed by something, and that upsets michael. the feeling in his chest, to grab you and hide you from the world grows at the look in your eye. michael's hand finds the door, and he yoinks it open once the guard unlocked it in an attempt to push him back into his cell. "hey! what're you-?" he cuts the guard off, knocking the man out easily. his body hits the floor as michael opens your door easily. you gasp, back hitting the corner of your wall as you tried to make yourself as small as possible. "please, don't hurt me! i didn't do anything!" you yell, and michael shakes his head as he closes your door. "leave me alone." you repeat the three words like a prayer, voice quieter as your hands grip your hair with stress. "i'm not going to hurt you." michael rasps painfully, shocked at how deep his voice had gotten in comparison to the last time he spoke.

his words don't seem to get through to you, and he grows mildly annoyed. eventually, michael sits next to you and pulls you into a tight hug, hoping it would help as he had no idea what to do. you yelp in surprise, breathing slowing with confusion as you look up at the brunette with furrowed brows. "i-.. what..?" you stumble for words, but michael doesn't say anything, his empty eyes observing you. "thank you..." you mumble, once you calm down, and michael nods. "what's your name..?" you ask quietly, and michael continues to stare before answering.

"michael." he rasps, pointing at himself. "nice to meet you, michael. i'm y/n." you reply, eyes averting from his anxiously. michael sits with you as you start thinking. more intrusive thoughts break in, and you can't help the small whimper that escapes you as you rub your forehead. michael tilts his head, observing you. "sorry... it's just..." you sigh trying to find an explanation that didn't include what you thought of. "do you ever get intrusive thoughts?" you ask, finally looking at michael. the other teen nods, and you deflate with relief, he'd understand you. "they suck, don't they?" you chuckle half-heartedly, and michael shrugs. "oh, do they not bother you as much?"

he doesn't reply, and you nod slightly. "want me to show you around? i need to take my mind of things." you suggest, getting up and looking at the boy on your floor. michael seems to think for a moment before nodding and following you. you step over the guard carefully, and gesture for michael to follow you. the click-clacking of heels makes you grab the other teen's hand as you pull him around a corner. "shh! they'll be looking for me." you can't help but smile at the make-shift game of cat and mouse. it's been a while since you got to play games. michael blinks at you, letting you lead him around. "this is the rec room, it's the best room here. if you have a free period this is the best place to go. they let you watch anything they have." you smile, creaking the door open carefully.

doctor addison spots you and rushes over. "nurse burnham is looking for you." he whisper yells and you nod. "i'm showing the new guy around so shh!" you say, putting a finger up to your mouth. "it's good to see you getting out of your comfort zone. if i see her i'll tell her you're helping doctor loomis." he winks, and you smile slightly. "thanks addison." you say, pulling michael away from the room. "who's that?" michael's deep voice makes you jump. "oh, doctor addison? he's so cool, he'll give you snacks for after hours." you smile up at him, and michael notes the personality of the doctor. easy target to begin with. "you've seen the cafeteria so let's go to the gardens next." you say, peering around a corner carefully before ducking back, your back bumping into michael's chest. "my nurse is coming, quick, we can hide in here!" you whisper yell, pulling michael into doctor addison's office.

you close the door carefully, and michael observes the room. the decor is very vintage yet comfy, it suits the doctor quite well. you press your ear to the door carefully, listening as miss burnham speaks to doctor addison. you gasp as michael pulls you from the door, hand grasping your wrist. "are you alright?" you ask carefully, looking up at the brunette who didn't seem bothered. he shrugs, simply holding you near to him. your presence stirred something in him, and he didn't know if he should kill you or hold you closer. michael spots a candle stick, and his eyes dart from it to you.

michael lets out a silent breath as he decides on the latter, tugging you into his chest. your breath hitches as you hit his large frame, and your eyes come back to him. craning his head down, michael buries his face into the crook of your neck. you make a small noise, unsure of what to do as he takes in your scent. "uh... michael?" you furrow your brows, hands raised awkwardly as you didn't know where to put them. "shh." he hushes you, hands finding your hips. "what are you-?" your question is cut off by his lips grazing your neck, and it all clicks into place.

your body froze up, michael made a silent note of this. "i- uh.." you stammer as he continues to kiss your neck. "fuck, michael. we shouldn't do this." you say softly, glancing to the door. michael hushes you as his teeth nip your skin, he was testing the waters with you. your knees felt weak as your eyes fluttered shut. it had been so long since you had got to do anything like this, since you got to feel like a teenager. your hand find's michael's fluffy hair as you move his head closer to you.

taking the small success, michael sinks his teeth into your neck fully. the feelings in his chest explode as he finally marks you, suckling the dark bruise onto your skin. you whimper at the feeling, your other hand resting on his chest. eventually, his lips move again, and they find your jaw. you hum, letting him press closer to you as his lips kiss up your your own. when your lips meet, michael's inexperience really shows, he doesn't really know what to do so you take the lead.

eventually, his lips copy your movement as his hands tighten on your hips. you hum into his mouth, fingers gently stroking his scalp as you tilt your head to deepen the kiss. it felt right, and you didn't know why. eventually, when michael pulls away, you gaze into his eyes and notice the scar over his right one. "oh, what happened?" you ask, fingertips gently grazing over the scar on his eyes. upon closer look, his iris was paler than the other, and you guessed his vision was poor from the one eye. you're not able to get a closer look as michael kisses you again. you hands cup his face as you melt into him, lips moving against his fluently. michael moves with you, and you gasp as your lower back hits the desk in the room. the other teen's strong hands lift you and plop you down so you're sitting on the hard wood of the table.

your arms wrap around michael's neck to kiss him again, and he's happy that you're slowly beginning to show interest in him. you make a small noise as michael pulls your legs around his waist, standing between them with his pelvis pressing against yours. teasingly, you shuffle your hips against him as you kiss him again. michael growls softly, grinding into you as he grasps your thighs roughly to stop your movements. "i've never done this before." you admit, keeping him close as he hums. "me neither." he shrugs, kissing you again. you feel eased by michael's lack of experience, it felt like the two of you were experimenting together and that comforts you.

eventually, michael's fingers find the waistband of your pants and you whimper as he tugs them down easily. "no underwear?" he chuckles softly, and your cheeks heat up. "some of us don't have that luxury." you mumble, averting his gaze. "it's fine." he shrugs, fingers brushing over your slit. you gasp at the feeling of him spreading you open, and can't help but move your hips against his digits. his middle finger teases your wet hole, and you whine when he collects some of it to bring into his mouth. you feel slightly embarrassed as he suckles your pleasure off his finger with no shame before moving his hand back down to rub his fingers over your slit again.

your smaller hand finds his, and you guide his fingers to your clit with a small moan. catching your meaning, michael's rough fingers start rubbing small circles over your bud. you gasp, back arching into him as his fingertips stimulate you. "fuck, michael!" you whimper, hands grasping his shirt to pull him closer. he hums at your words, moving so his thumb abused your clit whilst his fingers slowly pushed your hole open. you whine as his fingers press into you, your hymen stretching uncomfortably. "michael, please- i need you." you whimper, letting him lay you back on the desk. removing his hand from you, he pulls down his own pants, erection springing free.

you freeze slightly at his size, unsure if he'll fit. michael notes your uneasiness as rubs your outer thighs softly. you smile nervously as his tip rubs against your cunt, your hands grasping his anxiously as he slowly pushes into you. you wail as his cock rips your hymen, and michael smiles as your blood slowly smears his cock. "it hurts!" you whimper, grabbing his arms tightly with discomfort. michael shushes you, and gives you small kisses until you stop whining. once you've settled around the intrusion and your pussy adjusts to his dick, you give him the nod to say that you're ready. michael slowly pushes in so that he's fully sheathed before pulling out half way. you whimper at the feeling, pleasure slowly overtaking the dull pain you still felt.

eventually, michael finds a medium pace in you, smiling as his cock bobs through the skin of your stomach. you whimper, holding michael's arms even tighter as he fucks into you. "oh fuck..!" you yelp as his tip protrudes from your abdomen. "sh." he replies quickly as your back arches off the table. "fuck, michael- oh!" you press your hand over your mouth to muffle your moans as he speeds up. eventually, his hand moves and starts rubbing fast circles on your clit. you gasp and keen loudly behind your palm as your thighs tremble around his hips. michael grips the flesh of your outer thighs tightly as he adjusts your legs towards you at an awkward angle. despite the weird position, you moan loudly as his cock pushes deeper into you, his tip kissing your womb.

michael hums at the feeling as his hand gets tired of stimulating you, so as a substitute, he brings his hand down onto your swollen bud harshly. you wail at the sting of his slap, pleasure rolling through your body. taking that as a good sign, michael waits before slapping your clit again harder. unexpectedly, you cum on his cock as you shudder and tremble under him. your cunt squeezes michael's cock tightly, preventing him from moving. the way your gummy walls grip him as you twitch around him is too much, so michael pushes into your womb so his cum filled you up.

you gasp at the feeling of his hot seed spilling into you, and michael seems to be loving it because when you come down from your high and loosen around him slightly, he's fucking his cum into you. you can't help but let out a small noise with every thrust, whimpering when michael stops, satisfied with how deep his cum had gone. your womb drinks up his seed nicely as you let michael grab your hands to pull you up into a sitting position. slumping against him, you nuzzle into his chest, your eyes becoming droopy with exhaustion. he grins at your sated state, pulling your pants up for you. once he is dressed as well, he picks you up carefully to bring you back to your room to rest.

michael ignores the nurses who try to stop him, marching past them as he carries your sleepy form to his room instead. he didn't know much, but he did know that only armed guards as well as doctor loomis were only allowed in his room for safety reasons and it was his best bet of keeping you with him. carefully opening his door, he closes it behind him with his foot and watches as the nurses stand anxiously peering through the window. he puts you down carefully on his bed, letting you settle as he sits down. his eyes find the nurses, one of them had left, probably to get security or doctor loomis. rolling his eyes, michael moves his attention back to you. you had already dozed off, and michael looks down to your stomach. the idea of you being swollen with his child excites him, a true marking. however, his hatred for children conflicts that, and he feels slightly frustrated.

three sharp knocks on the door can be heard, and michael lazily looks back over. doctor loomis is standing there, and he looks furious, but michael will stand his ground for you.

[obsidiancreates]

The Pig and The Rhino Liveblog

Cool like a mongoose? What?

OH SHIT SHREDDER FUCKED BEEBOP UP- HE FUCKED ROCKSTEADY UP TOO SHIT

They agreed to serving Shredder very easily. Though BeeBop is right, employment options are indeed limited now, but uh I don't think Shredder pays his guys.

So this is an episode all about BeeBop and Rocksteady? Coo- NO MY STREAMING SI- oh good it just restarted, didn't crash. Phew.

Hehe. Crognard.

I HAVE THE ENERGY PFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

SO WIfi still isn't a factor in anything I guess.

There's... still movies playing? The Kraang like movies?

WHY DID YOU PAIR DONNIE WITH APRIL- DONNIE DON'T WIGGLE YOUR NON-EYEBROWS AND CASEY CHILL OUT, YOU BOYS BOTH DISREGUARD APRIL'S AGENCY IN THIS LOVE TRIANGLE SO OFTEN

Awww Mikey gets to see the rollercoaster, yay!

Well I know the retromutagen doesn't fucking work because for half a second in Heart of Evil she turns into a snake again, so.

"You ugly" "I'm a rhino"

THE TURTLES- MAYBE IF YOU HADN'T TRIED TO MESS WITH SHREDDER THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED ACTUALLY

That tiny "Yehoo" was so funny though

How do you already know what turtles smell li- IT'S DONNIE AND APRIL NO

Bad ninja-ing, Donnie, he's so loud.

A LITTLE MUTATED?!?!?!?! DONNIE HE'S PUMBA NOW

God I hope it's glue

Drop him like an ex-girlfriend? Oh he's totally gay and insecure about it

BO BLADE BO BLADE DONNIE WANTS TO MURDER dammit he got shot

PFFFFFFFFFF "No worries, they were set to stun." WHY WAS HE SO FRIENDLY ABOUT THAT

Pfff fun movie was showing.

CASEY AND RAPH CASEY AND RAPH

Casey don't compliment the enemy baby

BAD PLAN RAPH YEAH THERE WE GO CASEY THE LONG RANGE BOY nope he went close attack OH SHIT RAPH'S GETTING UCKED UP DUDE OH RAPH

CASEY IS SO WORRIED NO OH NOOOOOOO MY HOTHEADED BOYSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Creepy carnival, bah... oh, this is probably Mikey's only chance to ever go to Coney Island, and he has to spend it on a mission while the world is ending... I Weep

PFFFFFF SPOOKY HOUSE Karai you goth

LOVE that a haunted house at a carnival still scares them- has he been working out? Mikey he's been undergoing intense physical therapy.

DO NOT ATTACK MIKEY KARAI GET OFF OF HIM

God, Karai is going through it right now, I feel so bad for her.

BETTER THAN THE PILATES I LOVE ROCKSTEADY

Donnie is still out cold? What are those fucking hip guns made of?

Are they... distracting them by naming them? Oh, it's working, they're letting this happen. Awww ROacksteady likes the name. I like that. He's a fun guy for a villain.

Yes you are going to be called BeeBop, BeeBop.

I was about to say "Why does everyone instantly know what Retromutagen is" but BeeBop seems to think it'll make MORE mutation happen so I'm calm. For now.

NEVERMIND ROACKSTEADY KNOWS WHY DOES HE KNOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

YESSSSSSSSSSS KARAI- NOOOOOO THE RETROMUTAGEN

Finally Donnie wake up- MORE SPLITTING UP OH GODDDDDD

Pffff DOnnie hates jumpscars, fun tidbit to kno- oh he got YOINKED

NO CASEY

OH ROLLERCOASTER FUN MIKEY GETS TO RIDE THE COASTER YAY

RAPH SAVING HIS LIL' BRO YES

MIKEYYYYYY HE GOT GRABBED

YAY DONNIE AND CASEY FRIEND MOMENT HITTING BEEBOP TOGETHER AND CLACKING WOODEN WEAPONS

Oh Leo making fun of the broken English is kinda a low blow

HA-HA THY TRICKED HIM LIKE A GREEK LEGEND HERO

Wait but- give him the retromutagen though. Because then. You're fighting a normal human man. And not an incredibly tough mutant.

WHY IS DONNIE GETTING HIS ASS BEAT TO EASY THIS EPISODE

More Casey and Donnie friendship! Casey jokes and Donnie smiles!

Don't take that tone with Donnie!

OH KARAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII OH KARAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII THIS IS HEATBREAKING OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD I KNOW THEY FIX HER LATER BUT OHHHHHHHH OH NO MIKEY IS CRYINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MIKEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY KARAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

EVEN CASEY IS SAD AND HE DOESN'T KNOW HER

Raph you threaten murder but you won't do it- WHO CAUGHT HER WHO CAUGHT HER- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SHREDDER HAS HER BACK NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

"OUR REVENGE" SHREDDER I'M COMING FOR YOU BITCH SHUT THE FUCK UP

[thebibliomancer]

Flames of the Dark Crystal liveblog pt 29

Flames of the Dark Crystal by J.M. Lee because how will the battle shake out in this version?

Last times on book: Thanks to the efforts of Team Naia, the seven fires of the Gelfling clans have been lit and they’ve united in resistance against the Skeksis! After a grueling off-page quest, Rian has discovered a Legendary Sword which holds the power to defeat the Skeksis! Things are going great!

Things were going very badly. Nearly every extant Skeksis had shown up at Stone-in-the-Wood to murder the insolence out of the assembled Drenchen, Spriton, Stonewood Gelfling. skekMal the Hunter yoinked Rian off the battlefield up to the Stonewood tower and broke the Legendary Sword. Gelfling were dying left, right and center. Naia was about to get sworded by the Emperor when reinforcements arrive from the other Gelfling clans!

With the tides turned in favor of the Gelfling, Naia decided to climb the Stonewood tower and help Rian!

Chapter 29

The end of the battle.

Naia leaped up the first boulder, and then the second, grappling the hard stone edges and ancient moss. The top of the rise seemed impossibly far, as if it were ascending into the sky even as she raced to reach it. She couldn’t see the top as she climbed. Had no idea if Rian had survived the Skeksis Hunter or fallen under his unforgiving claws. Her heart ached at the thought, which seemed as though it might be inevitable -- but she swallowed the feeling and climbed instead.

I mean. He might be dead? Unless the Hunter likes to play with his food, so to speak. And so not to speak. Guy is implied to eat Gelfling.

Anyway, Periss shows up on a Crystal Skimmer and tells Naia to get on, nerd.

Hi, Periss! I was so sure you’d join the protagonist group and then you didn’t so good to see you!

Periss gives Naia a lift to the top of the Stonewood rise. I thought it was a tower but maybe I was confused. He offers her his dirk but Naia declines. She has A Rock so she’s good for weapons. I GUESS.

Wait, no. She didn’t even bring her rock! NAIA  WHAT IS YOUR GAMEPLAN HERE?

When Naia jumps from the Crystal Skimmer (Periss is not joining because Protagonists Only) the Hunter has just been tossing Rian around and making him eat dirt. Rian is still stubbornly wielding his broken legendary piece of crap.

“Naia, what are you doing?” Rian groaned. “It’s over. Aughra lied. The sword broke. You don’t need to die up here, too.”

“Get up, Rian,” Naia urged him. She didn’t take her eyes off skekMal, who watched them with his burning, cold eyes. As if trying to choose which of them to kill first. “Rian, get up. Don’t let him defeat you. Prove to him that you’ll rise against him. Prove to Thra that we’ll exist -- even if we die.”

That’s the spirit?

When skekMal lunges to finish off Rian first before moving onto this new surprise morsel, Naia jumps between them and tries to... summon her healing fire at skekMal?

Weird flex, but okay.

But skekMal never finishes his lunge.

skekMal’s sword dangled above like it was caught by an invisible hand. He struggled within his skin, twitching and quivering, but he could barely move. Not just his sword, but his entire body.

“What?” he croaked, barely able to even move his mouth. “What is this? WHAT IS THIS?”

I agree, what is this?

“Naia.”

The voice that came out of skekMal’s throat was not the hissing, cold one that had screamed at her in the Dark Wood. It was grave, determined, familiar. Naia slowly lowered her hands, unable to look away from the Hunter’s eyes as she saw a spark within them. The recognition of another, who had gazed upon her once before with respect and admiration.

“urVa?” she whispered.

“Do not fear,” came the Archer’s voice through skekMal’s lips again. “And do not despair --” Then skekMal came again: “DESPAIR UNTIL THE END OF YOUR --”

CRRRR-CRACK.

skekMal screamed as the sound of splintering bones erupted from his chest. Black blood dribbled out of the seams of his armor, in both the front and the back, as though he had not been pierced by an invisible arrow.

Tears welled in Naia’s eyes. The arrow was not invisible; it was real enough. But it was elsewhere. Where urVa was, far away in the valley, in the place where he had plunged it through his own heart.

O_O

Spooky action at a distance.

This is a lot more visceral than urVa throwing himself off a high thing and dissolving into sparkles. Guy stabbed himself with an arrow. There’s blood spraying and bones breaking.

The prose really can be a lot more gruesome than the show.

Also, I thought this might happen because this part of the book series is hewing closer to show events but its again like the dilemma with skekSa at the Great Smerth.

There’s a situation where it looks like either a Skeksis or a Gelfling is going to die and killing the Skeksis will kill an urRu that Naia likes.

In the swamp, it was a choice between skekSa’s (and urSan’s) life vs Gurjin.

Here, it’s skekMal (and urVa) vs Rian.

In both situations, a third option is found but it still results in a death.

Maudra Laesid sacrificed her life to make Naia’s tree plan work.

urVa sacrifices himself to stop skekMal from killing Naia.

And it really does seem like Naia being in the firing line is what gave urVa the kick in the ass to take a drastic action.

Dangit, urVa! You were too beautiful for this world!

Anyway, skekMal explodes in flame because why wouldn’t he.

When he was gone, the entire wood was silent. Even the Emperor, who stared in shock as his champion was reduced to a pile of smoking bones and singed armor, did not know what to say or do. Gurjin and Amri had reached the dias at the top of the rise, running despite their exhaustion when they saw both she and Rian were still standing. Gurjin was the first to make it, throwing his arms around Naia and Rian all at once and hugging them so tightly Naia was surprised they didn’t break.

“I told you to believe me,” Naia mumbled into Gurjin’s shoulder. She could almost make out Rian’s weary smile on her other side, and caught Amri wiping a stealthy tear away just before he winked at her.

Huh... so I guess Aughra wasn’t inside the Hunter in this version.

Maybe someone should poke the bones, just to make sure.

And the battle sure pauses a lot based on whatever is happening on this higher area.

But now that the battle has momentarily stopped, what’s going to happen now?

Just get back to fighting? The Gelfling had the advantage last time it was commented on.

But, no. Something else weird is happening.

Something rang. They stepped back from one another when light sprang forth, vibrating in time with the eerie tone that filled the air. It was coming from Rian’s sword.

“Why is it ringing now?” Rian whispered, holding up the broken blade. “After it’s been broken?”

Rian stood, raising the hilt. The ringing grew into a drowning song, calling to her, to them all, in a voice Naia had known since she had been a childling. It held every body immobile in its power. Even the Skeksis, whose beady eyes widened and shook as they beheld it -- as it beheld them.

“What is that?” Gurjin whispered.

“I think it’s --”

She could hear the song. Vividly now, as clear as it had been when she had stood before the Crystal in the castle. As clearly as when Aughra’s message had reached them in the dream-space. As strongly and as unmistakably as it had sung to them in Onica’s Far-Dream, when Amri had asked how they would stop the Skeksis.

Now it answered in its ever-present song. The voice that sang the earth to life, that called upon the rivers to flow and the tides to change. Naia knew its name and shivered.

Somehow, the Crystal was here.

Hmm?

I wonder what prompted this. Was it the death of urVa and skekMal? Or some other unknown?

Well, the sword stops ringing with everyone present just clueless about what just happened.

Everyone except one best boy.

A single, clear note cut through the air clouded with Skeksis breath and the scent of ash and blood. It was strong, like the wind, ringing through the hollow bone of the bell-bird firca.

Kylan the Song Teller stepped onto the dais at the top of the rise. The wind blew through his braid, as if sharing breath with him. As if encouraging the song to be a thousand times louder. His fingers played without thought, drifting through the notes as if they came from beyond him. Within him, and through him.

As the firca rang with the song that had once moved mountains, the sword Rian held cried out in return, with more volume and energy than before. The Skeksis let out gasps of pain, holding their heads and horns, trying not to shrink away from the light and the sound that filled Naia’s heart with a fragile hope. Though she did not want Kylan in this deadly place, she had never wanted to see him or hear his firca more.

“No,” breathed Emperor skekSo. He stared, transfixed, paling with light and fear, at the thing that burned in Rian’s hand. He ripped the dagger from the Chamberlain’s claws and charged up the rise himself. “Kill them. Kill them NOW!”

Oh heck ye best boy!

I have no idea what’s going on now but I love it!

Naia seems to have some idea because she tells Kylan to keep playing and then demands of the assembled seven clans of Gelfling here to fight a big final battle with the Skeksis that in the middle of this big battle they throw down their weapons, hold each other, and sing the song of Thra together.

Well, they did want Thra to provide an answer and it provided something!

Gelfling voice after voice called out after hers. She heard Gurjin’s and Amri’s beside her. The Stonewood and the Spriton, the Grottan and the Drenchen. All their voices lifted in a symphony. Then the Sifa. Tae, hand in hand with Onica beside Maudra Ethri. And the Dousan -- Periss and Erimon had come, with Sandmaster Rek’yr and Maudra Seethi. Scattered across the boulders of the rise, white-winged Vapra alit like a flock of unamoths. Among them, Naia recognized Tavra’s sisters, Brea and Seladon. The All-Maudra’s other two daughters, united with the third and the rest of the seven clans.

Light burst from Rian’s sword, the metal of the hilt melting away as if it were paper smoldering in a candle. What remained, clasped in his fingers, glowed with all the light of the inner sun of Thra. The Crystal of Truth.

It was a crystal shard.

Yoooooo!

Again, I thought the shard might be in the Nameless But Probably Dual Glaive. Considering Rian being told that the sword held the power to defeat the Skeksis. It was phrasing that invited a hidden meaning for a hidden crystal.

But finding the shard in the show was almost an afterthought, a consolation prize for the sword breaking.

I didn’t expect..... uh.... whatever is going on!

And hey! All of the major show characters that didn’t fit into the novel plots!

The Skeksis recoil from the shard, from its light and its song.

Naia kicks up this group singalong up a notch by calling for everyone to dreamfast together.

(Forming a Gelfling Uni-Mind??)

Given the increased importance placed on dreamfasting in these books, with Naia’s Special Thra Given Gift being super dreamfasting with everything, I’m glad that it seems poised to be integral to resolving the plot.

Once the dreamfast kicks in, Naia briefly sees a vision of space with infinite stars and also a big number of planets, each one with a Crystal at its heart giving life.

Hmm. I wonder where Earth’s Crystal is.

Somebody in this massive mind-meld dreamfast proclaims that of all the planets in infinite space, this one is theirs. And presumably also the Podlings’ and the spiders’ and et ceteras?

And we have only one, Kylan added.

Amri’s voice echoed hers: And we will protect it.

Fight for it. That was Rian.

Naia took in a deep breath and let it out, and added:

Heal it.

AND THEN: Thra goes nuts.

The ground shakes, it starts raining, and the ‘story thus far’ dream-etchings that the Stonewood fire created start glowing. More etchings burst out of the stones and the light pouring out of them burn the Skeksis.

Gelfling writing is so intense.

The sound of the earth singing -- the infinite voice of Thra -- was all that could be heard. Naia felt it along the surface of her skin, straight into the marrow of her bones. She could feel the song as strongly as she could hear it -- as plainly as she could see the light radiating from Rian’s hand.

It was life. It was power. It was theirs.

The Skeksis heard it. They saw it, and the knew.

And then they ran.

Stumbling and grappling over one another, they clawed their way past the rubble and stones and Gelfing, taking cuts and stabs from the Vapra swords and Sifa blades as they passed. In a flurry of dark and indigo and crimson, they fled into the wood in the direction of the castle.

The Gelfling had won.

VICTORY!

And because of all the questing and pondering and making decisions to embrace semi-non-violent solutions, Thra came through for its favorite people and did the Skeksis a startle!

After the fires and the sword wound up being less than climactic, its good to have everything the protagonists have worked at over four books pay off.

I’m torn on whether the Second Battle of Stone-in-the-Wood should have happened at the end of this book at all but if there was a resolution that feels like it fit where the books have been heading, its this pyrotechnical singalong and invoke the terrible vengeance of Thra moment.

And there’s three chapters left!

In this whole series!

Oh no!

[entropic-introspection]

Final Fantasy XIV: A Quick(ish) Summary As Told By Someone Too Lazy To Recheck Exact Times/Things

1.0- We don't talk about it

A Realm Reborn (ARR)- for some strange reason the world got like, completely blown up 5 years ago, crazy! You are some dumb kid from nowhere in particular, with nothing but the clothes on your back and a weapon that is little more than a chunk of wood, or a book. Possibly just your fists. You have got 50 levels and a shitload of lore to get through until you reach the first expansion.

Essentially: you don't have enough money for chicken nuggets, your fashion game is nonexistent, and every high level player calls you a sprout and exhibits Concern about your every action (they mean well).

Garlemald bad, Ascians bad, Eorzea uhhh trying to be good but kinda racist/capitalist/pirates with a history of colonialism, Coerthas is French Catholic and in the Crusades with the dragons. Hydaelin... good? Confusing, for sure, often referred to as Mother in text. Primals bad and scary, but fortunately you are immune to their mind-fuckery techniques thanks to Crystal Mom and surprisingly good at kicking their asses. Garleans mad that you ""savages"" keep killing Primals, despite having a whole mandate against Primals and Primal summoning. Ascians mad that you keep killing Primals because Ascians are dicks. People die, there is an amnesia plot, some annoying twerp is annoyingly right about a lot of things and also you can't get rid of him, Moogles, possession, fucking Ancient Aliens Allagans (if it's a problem in ARR, it's Ascians or Allagans aight), and hey ho you go and kick Garlean asses until they throw a giant machine at you that they stuffed full of Primal juice. Such devastation-!

Then there is the slightly post ARR stuff, where we're still level 50-ish but not really into the next expansion. So basically, we meet Dragon Dad who slaps Crystal Mom's blessing off of you to build character, Ascians are once again dicks, Who The Hell Names These Things, wow Lysanderoth you're definitely not suspicious at all, and our annoying twerp is dabbling in politics and for some reason you're getting fond of him?? Just in time for...

Heavensward (Lvl 50-60)- Congratulations, you are now an enemy of the state! We return/flee to French Catholic Coerthas/Ishgard, where we get to room with our Dear Friend, Haurchefant.

Don't mind how all the high leveled players have started crying. This expansion is emotionally devastating, has a great storyline, and also features canonical consensual dragon vore as a plot point. You know that tweet that's all "Church bad because they won't let you fuck dragons"? Yes, that's Heavensward. You will still cry. We embark on an epic road trip with the annoying twerp (ft his existential teenage crisis), a famous dragon killer and sadboi, and a famous lady who advocates peace/fucking dragons. Somehow, none of you kill each other. Instead, you murder a weirdly attractive bug-man with good music and a desire for violence, a giant flying whale, and some old dudes. You also beat up the same Ascian from the first bit, again. And again, in his final(?) form. Dragon Dad has come along to watch your progress, and also check on his kids cause he's actually, y'know, the entire progenitor of the dragon race. Wow! His family is very sad, mostly. But he does like you, so hey, he can adopt you and have one kid that turned out ok and happy! Hahahahha there's no therapists in Eorzea :')

Then we get to deal with "Hey we ended your like 500 year+ Crusade and kind of upended your social structures, y'all good?" (no), something something Warriors of Darkness, something something Urianger sus, then ALISAIE JOINS THE PARTY. I love her ok, let me have this. She's the annoying twerp's twin, and she's more inclined to hitting things that politics and philosophy. She's also kind of crushing on you. Also Minfillia kinda fucks off to nowhere, which is weird, b/c she has been Important but also Not Involved with the plot for like. 8 years.

Stormblood (Lvl 60-70)- Return of Lysanderoth! Briefly. Before he fucks you over, again. And a bunch of other people, honestly. But hey, this puts Eorzea in open contention with Garlemald for the first time in years, instead of them hovering in an uneasy cold war. For the first goddamn time in the game, you canonically get your ass kicked. Hard. So hard you decide fuck it! And go overseas to Fantasy Japan/China to visit some nice people you helped out earlier. You get catfished. You meet a weeb. There's some pirates, and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. There's Ravana take 2, this time in a slightly more 'Forever 21' phase. Wild, young, free, REJOICE.

You attempt to inspire rebellion (since your character doesn't talk much, this is quite difficult). Garleans crack down, and hey look, the dude who kicked your ass is back! Prince Zenos Yae Galvus, as by this point you've hopefully learned, even if you're bad with names like me. He kicks your ass again, but this time we break his helmet, and wait shit is he... kind of hot? Maybe? Fuck?? He pins you to a wall and tells you to find him later, it's all confusing and prompts strange butterflies in stomachs. (Side note: as a lesbian, I am making some assumptions here. Mostly based off of how I reacted to the idea of Tsukuyomi doing the same. Mm.)

Then he promptly fucks off, and to work off that sexual tension you square up and work with local friends on Rebellion! You get help from some neighboring nomads after proving you're cool enough to tame a bird, and this proves enough to free the area from Garlean control (for now). We go back to Eorzea, and prepare to kick Zenos' head in. He's playing hard to get though, so we gotta get through some other folks, learn hard lessons about war/colonization, and feel bad. AND THEN WE KICK HIS- oh no wait. Is he... coming on to us again? Oh jesus man, get a therapist, oh my god, this is awkward for us both. Turns out he's kinda depressed and just wants you. To fight him. To the death. There is some bullshittery and he becomes dragon. Fails to kill you, so he kills himself. (Spoiler: it doesn't stick)

The Garlean Empire is now pissed off at you, and Eorzea in general. Everyone is kung-fu fighting, but oops, Garlemald is preparing to commit ~war crimes~! Someone is doing something weird, which is making your Scion friends fall into comas, which is both very convenient and highly inconvenient, cause all of you are kinda needed right now! Zenos, or something in his body, is causing trouble as well. Look, even when we thought he was dead he was causing trouble.

Shadowbringers (Lvl 70-80): We find out what's been making our friends pass out- someone from another dimension has been trying to yoink you over to them, and like all attempts at using the Rescue spell, it just sometimes leads to hilarious accidents. In this case, some epic lag, so although your friends have only been out of it for a week or two at most, they've been in this other world for 5 whole years in some cases. Turns out, Garlean war crimes are all an Ascian plot (what isn't, by this point), and mysterious Crystal Exarch is hoping you can save this world and your own.

At this point, Yoshi P, the lead developer, pulls out a gun and asks if you've been doing all those side-quests and optional 48 man raids. He worked very hard on those, you know. He put in lots of lore. Then he asks if you remember all those dangling plot hooks from previous expansions. We're addressing a lot of those. And adding more. You are sweating and nodding frantically while scrolling a wiki on your phone.

You get to feel like you're in an Otome game, because there's two dudes being weirdly polite and interested in you, but also real snappish to each other in terms of "fuck off she's mine". Alisaie and Alphinaud off-screen character development. Urianger still sus. Thancred now a dad? Y'shtola still so good. A lot of things happen, and you get progressively sadder as the expansion goes on. You get a nice, great big burst of hope and love, and then SOMEONE is a DICK with a GUN. (It is not Yoshi P.)

Now you just feel bad. Your character feels bad. This is all build up for the A) some motherfucking revelations and B) the utter catharsis of "If you could take one more step... would you?" "What, all by myself?" "THROW WIDE THE GATE"

I have shed legitimate tears over Shadowbringers ok, between the music, story, and pacing it is an Experience. Oh my god tho, all the music from Shadowbringers is so good. La-HEE

[bewaretheidesofmarchyall]

Me: Someday, I’ll Stop Making Cecil Sanders Theories Also Me: FALSEHOOD

So, SVS 2, amiright?

Roman is falling apart, Roman is getting an arc!!!

However, another important thing about SVS 2 is the all-important 07734

(In fact, this particular frame is very, very important to theories beyond the Orange Side. Thomas=8, anyone?)

It’s clear that Cecil (Cecil is my name for the Orange SIde) was present, lurking around in the background of this episode (and the fact that he came out and said “Hello” says something about his personality).

But what was he DOING??? And why this episode???

I’m going to answer the second question first.

Why this episode? 

Why, he was invited!

SVS 2, 14 minutes and 14 seconds, Roman chooses Ignorant over Informed

The Orange Side is Logan’s dark side, so this moment alone proves that the opposite of Logan is Ignorance (although Ignorance is more Cecil’s Dark Side title, like how Janus is Deceit even though his real job is self-preservation)

But there’s so much more to this moment. When Roman presses the red button (by the way, can I say what a matrix meta it is to have a red and blue button to choose between ignorant and informed???), he straight up summons Cecil Sanders, Dark Side To Logan Sanders, Orange Side, Ignorance/Hope.

After all, it’s already proven in this very video that pressing a button can summon a side.

Patton does the same thing when he summons Janus by clicking “skip all”

Oh yeah! Free Logan angst for all of you lovers of both Logan and angst!

Logan was actually in the first half of the video! 

That thing about Christmas and the homeless? Nietzsche? All the info-dumping? That wasn’t Janus talking, that was our boy LOGAN. The first appearance of Fauxgan was when the oxygen mask metaphor was brought up, I believe. Logan was around and helpful until Patton (accidentally!) banished him by clicking skip all.

Skip all summoned Janus, who quickly yoinked Logan away with his shepard’s crook (review the footage, it’s specifically a shepard’s crook ((Janus’s weapon)) that drags Logan away after Skip All ((that’s probably why Thomas made Janus’s UNO card Skip in that tweet. Yeah. That UNO card tweet was a fricking easter egg)))

Logan was being his normal information sharing self until he was banished by his friends (:

Anyway, Logan angst aside, it’s proven by this that the buttons in this episode (fun fact: Thomas’s wedding suit has orange buttons) can summon one dark side. Why not summon another?

So now it’s clear that Cecil was Around in this episode. But what was he doing? How bout more than just “Hello”? 

I was searching for what he’d done or influenced. I hoped briefly that he’d been to blame for the end conversation to spare Roman some pain, but everything said during the end was said in character. I jumped from side to side. Was it Patton? Was it Roman? Was it THOMAS??? No. What he influenced was a simple, forgettable moment, hardly brought up in fanon.

See, I think that Cecil wasn’t fully welcome post-button push. Sure, he was able to lurk, but there are certain limitations, and it’s not like he’s the most powerful of the Dark Sides. What he needs is a real invitation. And he got it.

What moment is more of a cry for the relief of ignorance or the return of hope than Patton’s “I don’t know?”

What could be a more formal invitation?

What could better permanently cement Cecil, Ignorance/Hope, as a part of their lives?

But this isn’t the part Cecil influenced, just his end goal. 

The domino Cecil pushed over was 20 minutes and 14 seconds in:

The Trolley Problem.

Isn’t it odd that that was Roman’s suggestion?

Roman is Thomas’s creativity and flights of fancy, not the sort of person to think about or know of the trolley problem. In fact, if another side suggested it, Roman would probably say, “The solution is simple! Cut everyone’s bonds with your sword!”

In fact, it’s perhaps the only out of character thing in the entire episode

You know who would know about the trolley problem? Literally any Dark Side. Why? Because Janus probably never shut up about the trolley problem. There isn’t a more Janus Rant Material thing than the trolley problem.

“You see, morality is an entirely subjective, moment to moment thing, not a code of rules written in stone like my counterpart seems to believe. There isn’t any correct answer! People die no matter what! If you pull the lever, are you any more of a murderer than if you stand back??? MORALITY IS A LIE. The real solution is to track down whoever is tying people to train tracks...”

All of the Dark Sides are going to have at least a passing knowledge of the trolley problem. 

If the episode had ended without Roman suggesting the trolley problem, they would have all came to a conclusion. Not one that’s healthy for Thomas, but a conclusion all the same. But Roman bringing up the trolley problem eventually lead to all of the crises of SVS 2, from the collective angst to the I Don’t Know!

The final piece of damning evidence: The background to the trolley problem was orange lava for no particular reason

The trolley problem wasn’t Roman’s idea. It was Cecil’s.

And Cecil is on the loose (a Cecil LOOSE in the mind-palace).

And since he’s already been proven to speak through others, it’s going to be interesting what he chooses to say in Sanders: Asides...

Thanks for reading my theory!

[rawrroarart]

Diakko!Odyssey AU

Most recent update: 8/28/2020 I added the comic of them meeting and also wrote a little snippet under the Diakko section

Welcome all. This post will officially be my master post of the Odyssey AU which will be updated as time moves forward so that I can link all of my related art to it. Yes I will not be posting multiple separate Updates in text posts how it’s traditionally done, but instead there will be information with each art and then a link back to this post. This is to avoid clutter since I hardly post on this blog anyway so it wouldn’t be fun having to scroll through all of my “OH ALSO THIS HAPPENS!” to get to art. Also I keep changing my mind on a lot of things in the AU so disregard information under the arts anyway as I will be posting here what is actually relevant.

Another key thing: I will be avoiding spoilers as much as possible until they are either shown in art or stated explicitly like I do in posts because I am the absolute worst at surprises. But anyway fear not for spoilers. Things said here are things that should be hinted at/known already. (and also I hardly know anything but maybe I will in due time)

Without further ado..

Introduction

What is the Odyssey AU?

The odyssey au is an alternative universe combining both Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey and Little Witch Academia into this (very random) adventuring story that takes place in ancient Greece. I guess I can’t say that it’s random since one of my favorite things about both ACO and LWA is the ties/references to mythology with the former obviously more rooted in the mythology and the latter just fun easter egg references. 

The general premise is that Diana is a misthios(mercenary) who travels with Akko, a shapeshifter, across Greece to find the answers pertaining to her origin.

The first art post: Diana and Akkoros

While living her life as a misthios, Diana searches for the answers pertaining to her origin and superhuman (described as “magical”) abilities along with Shapeshifter Atsuko, who commonly uses her powers for flight, but is not shy to switch to animals more suited for combat.

But I don’t know what Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey is?

That’s fair and understandable. Honestly my AU diverges a lot from the game so I don’t think knowledge of ACO is exactly necessary it’s just fun to understand the connections if you know them. Basically the key things you need to know from ACO as of now is: 

Kassandra (the protag) is known as the Eagle Bearer because she has an eagle that is known as the “eagle of Zeus” throughout the game. And they adventure together and Ikaros (the eagle) can hunt n kill things and See things and tbh he’s rly just a cool eagle but not a shapeshifter or anything lol

Kassandra is a Mercenary (misthios) which is basically a for Hire fighter/person who will p much do anything for money (if they want to do it) 

Kassandra is usually referred to a demi-god because of her powerful fighting abilities in which I mean yea she literally has powers and can blast people like a billion miles away (im jk but-)

Kassandra can tame animals (which ones depending on your skill level). You can tame uhh wolves, lynx, leopards, lions, bears. This is where my ‘shapeshifter’ idea began and it pretty much fit perfectly since Akko’s favorite spell is the shapeshifting one. 

Other than this, the most important things to know for this AU is just,, general mythology,, I guess? Or history? General history of mythology and how people worshipped/acted in accordance to the gods. And I’m not saying im going to be historically accurate obviously, nor even mythologically accurate (if that’s even a thing lol), I’m just here to have a good time and enjoy my gay mercenaries while talking about gods/goddesses as if I even know (thankfully I have my gf who is way more interested in mythology than me to help me)

I’ve only played like half of the Atlantis DLC after beating the game so whoopsie. I honestly really wanna replay everything now that I have this AU just so I can focus more on details and what I can yoink.

Characters

Diana

Art: 

Diana’s sketch-dump though she really needs a new one.

Diana in wheat field

Diana is the main protagonist of the story, but they pretty much both share the spotlight anyway. Her goal is to find out why she has certain powers (which I have officially decided, finally...) that aren’t exactly human. Since being a misthios was an easy way for her to travel and make drachmae, she chooses to do it while on their journey. Dammit I came up with her lore but as per the rules of this masterpost I can’t write about it until it’s out smh.. Ah I forgot that I already spilled that she is a goddess/demi-goddess (haven’t decided which yet) so yea that’s the Tea.

Described as very beautiful, there are rumors of her that state she is a pathway to Elysium (despite many people not deserving to go to Elysium). She is also known for her stoic face and a red bird that follows her around.

Diana is only found smiling with Akko and keeps buying Akko clothes despite her outer grievances each time Akko destroys something.

Diana was there with her mother at Chariot’s speech/performance.

Diana is skilled with any weapon.

Akko

Art:

Akko sketch-dump

Akko is a shapeshifter who travels with Diana across Greece in search for her idolized Chariot. Trusting both Diana’s skills and powers, Akko decides that Diana is the best choice to help achieve her goal as they adventure together.

Orphaned at a young age, Akko is, at first, very unfamiliar with how exactly to use her powers because there was no one around to teach her. She uses a bird most often because it is her first and most skilled transformation, but eventually learns to use stronger animals over time. Also eagle-vision is much more useful to Diana when they’re scoping the grounds anyway.

Like all shapeshifters, Akko has a symbol on her neck that signifies what she is. Due to the high prejudice against shapeshifters, Akko stays an animal to avoid being known, and also does not transform in front of others unless to kill them. If she has to be a human, Akko commonly wears a hood to hide her neck. 

Akko is one of the last shapeshifters to exist, and, despite Chariot being rumored to have finally been murdered, she still believes Chariot is alive. 

Akko was with her parents when they all attended Chariot’s final speech/show and here began her dream.

Akko can use a dagger if she needs to.

Side-characters

Akko’s Parents: Shapeshifters who were murdered when Akko was a young age.

Chariot: A shapeshifter who somehow had a voice and power that even normal people listened to. Akko idolizes Chariot because, despite the hate against shapeshifters, Chariot was well known and was an activist for shapeshifters despite the danger upon her head. Chariot mysteriously disappears one day for reasons unknown, and everyone but Akko assumes she was finally murdered.

Shapeshifters

Shapeshifters are defined as humans who possess the ability to transform to any animal at will. Unfortunately, because animals were seen as less than human, shapeshifters were defined as “punished by the gods” and so many decided shapeshifters needed to be removed from the world for sin. This causes a massacre of shapeshifters to the point that they are instead a rarity.

Shapeshifters do not transform with their clothes, and so either destroy them or lose them depending on their transformation.

All shapeshifters have a symbol on their neck which is what is used to find them. They can also be found by their human personalities/characteristics when they are an animal. 

If weakened, shapeshifters return to their human form and cannot transform until they are stronger.

Diakko

Art:

Meeting (Comes with a 500 word story!)

Misthios!Diana and Shapeshifter!Akko Sketch-dump

Diana and Bear!Akko

Fancy Diakko (the first continuity error lol)

Diana and Akko adventure together and do all of their quests together as a rag-tag chaotic duo. God I’m so excited for this section I wish I could make art FASTER but anyway:

They meet at about 17 years old but the main story takes place when they are 18+

The two get off to a wrong start when Diana saves Akko’s life. Because Akko is a shapeshifter, she’s high in value to kill probably by some cult idk but there is always a bounty on her head. When Diana saves her, Akko assumes Diana only did so to steal the drachmae from the original perpetrators, but Diana really just leaves her alone afterwards. Confused, Akko legit just starts tagging along LMAO she finds Diana interesting and so follows her and Diana’s just like what the fuck but eventually she gets over it. They become powerful assets to each other as Diana can now scope the skies with Akko and Akko is pretty much protected under Diana. Then when Akko gets much stronger Diana gets extra manpower and protection too. 

Akko enjoys staying in her human form to spend time with Diana.

Diana keeps buying Akko clothes just because it makes Akko happy (and also, despite Akko uncaring because her transformations are so frequent anyway, Diana doesn’t want her to be naked??)

Diana is easily persuaded by Akko and puts Akko’s interests first (feeds her first, considers what Akko would want, etc.)

[quesadillabitch]

i genuinely don't give a shite about distant shores but i gotta be a lil mad for the people who do because like that finale was insultingly bad lmfao

NOTHING answered, absolutely no resolution omfggg

why did Robert hate the mc so much??? when did he know they were from the future? the entire time?? idfk he just sprung up at the end like they were the bestest of buddies jddskfjhdhd WHAT was his story?? sorry but he was the most interesting part of distant shores and at the end pb was like "fk it he gotta go" and didn't do anything with his character like what a travesty

how did HE get to the past?? how long was he there? was he always trying to get there, like geillis from outlander? it would have been cool if he was from a different time than mc, like 100 years in the future idk??? at least give the dude something lmfao

other stuff in the chapter i s2g.... how the hell did the admiral get an AK so quickly?? WHERE FROM?? did this bitch pop up at a Walmart with a pocketful of dubloons or whatever tf like "AHHH yes give me your finest murder machine good sir!!" ?? did he just yeet himself into a gun shop and grab one then yoink out of existence before anyone questioned why a navy cosplaying weirdo popped up asking about the latest weapons?? what the hell was his motivation? to... keep britain in power??? hello??? he was always a poorly built up villain whose whole personality was EVVVVILLL (I'm looking at you, raife from the elementalists) but damn the way they wrote him during the encounter and got rid of him was PEAK lazy

the last thing I'll bitch about it mc's stupid ass time magic or whatever the hell.... what a boring and contrived way of wrapping shit up for the sake of convenience. couldn't have things be vague or subtle or mysterious nah pb was just like "uhhh okay how many generic time travel things can we shoehorn in in five minutes??" it's all so literal and random and unjustified within the narrative... but whatever idc to rant anymore

the entire finale just feels like it lacks any effort, and i, as someone who wholly didn't like the book, was extra disappointed by whatever this "ending" was, so I can only imagine how much of a "...that's it?" it feels like to actual fans of the book ://