#thunder colour scheme?

[fallingstarsburn]

vivian, thunder, whale! (for the 3 words ask!)

here is Vivian Whale!! i love them sm

[mazikeenhyde]

Oh Baby, Pain is Pleasure FINALE - Part 1

I have had to split the Finale into two parts as it was just getting too long to post altogether, and I enjoy making you all wait…. 

POLY JUDGMENT DAY X READER (WRESTLER) 

Y/W/N – Your Wrestling Name 

Y/W/N/F – Your Wrestling Name Finisher

WARNING – THESE WARNINGS COVER ALL PARTS OF THIS FICTION/ IMAGINE STORY- THEY MAY NOT BE SPECIFIC TO THIS PARTICULAR PART! - 

SERIOUS SMUT,  GIRL X GIRL, MAN X MAN, POLY RELATIONSHIPS/SEXUAL, BDSM, BLOOD, PANIC ATTACKS, SPANKING, VIOLENT REFRENCES, INJURY, ABUSE (CONSENTUAL) CHEATING, STALKERS/ STALKING, SMOKING/ CIGARETTES 

Part 1 Word Count - 4.5k (Hence why its in 2 parts!)

Tag List - @babybatlover @p0is0nl0ve @babiidee28 @darlingnikkisixx @commandershepardofthedas gooses-pond  rhiamaymay  scaraskzzs  (SORRY IF I MISSED ANYONE, IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED OR I MISSED YOU LET ME KNOW BELOW)

Oh Baby…Pain is Pleasure – Finale Part 1  

The stadium erupted into an overwhelming flood of cheering and chants from the many thousands of fans surrounding the ring. The barricades holding them back shook as they lept to their feet, signs which had been discarded in the air from excitement now lay on the floor amongst hundreds of sets of trainers, boots, high heels and the younger bare footed audience members. The once loved handmade card treasures, plastered with slogans and beloved wrestler’s names now trampled upon by wet footprints and washed out by the rain. 

The thunderstorm was now in full force, rain hammered down into the arena as thunder shook throughout, echoing inside that hellish cage. All hell had broken out inside the ring with every member from the opposing families in an absolute free for all brawl out with each other. 

Damian had Rowan up against the ring post as the two continued to trade blows with each other, their faces both semi blinded by the rain and fuelled with an anger which bestowed a look of utter discontent for any form of peace. These men were in it for pride, for love and for honour. Damian, who had now got one up and over a certain ramblin rabbit had climbed onto the second rope, pinning Erik against the post as he continued to hammer blow after blow to the head of the monstrous man. 

Finn and Dexter had somehow made their way out of the ring and into the gap between the steel framed cage as each of them were scrambling to pin the other one down long enough to secure any kind of balance. Dexter, who had made it back to his feet, grabbed Finn by the trouser cuff and launched him back into the ring whilst Dominik and Huskus were fighting tooth and nail across the mat, exchanging blows, kicks and punches. Again, neither one had quite managed to one up the other in such a well-balanced fight until I had run past in an effort to lock back up with Uncle Howdy, kneeing Huskus in the face and allowing Dominik to climb on top of him. 

Rhea and Abby meanwhile were tearing each other apart, feral and fearless as neither woman would let up or give in to their pain. 

With no referee inside and not one person willing to step back in line, it hadn’t taken long for management to act accordingly. Because if this war was ever going to settled, and they knew it needed to be, some form of control needed to be restored. 

The lighting colour scheme was quick to change, black and green lights flashed up across all the LED boards, glowing lettering plastered across each barricade…

‘ITS TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!!’ 

Smoke bellowed through the doorways and down the entrance ramp as Triple H made his way into centre stage, shouting at the top of his lungs in an attempt to bring about some order of control. 

“ENOUGH!!!!” Paul’s voice was loud with a strong sense of authority, demanding his entitlement for respect. 

“CUT THE MUSIC! CUT THE LIGHTS! CUT THE GOD DAMN DRAMA FOR A MOMENT AND LISTENNN!!!!” 

The audience’s heads turned between the stage and then back to ring as not one person stopped fighting and not one person from either side of the battle was willing to listen or stand down. 

“STOP!!!!” He screamed out again before his voice shallowed out, trying to control the fury that was making his blood boil. His emphasis on specific words made his statements land in the dark parts of the soul that could recognise fear… and when someone meant every word they said. 

“The next PERSON to move from where they are standing! The next PERSON to throw a punch or lay their HANDS on another will be SUSPENDED!” 

We all froze, eyes deadlocked onto each other, with barley the ability or willingness to blink, body parts shaking in anger and fury as we all listened for the next ‘commandment’. Rhea’s hand was wrapped tightly around Abby the witch’s neck with her opposing fist raised in the air, while the witch’s knee was inches from being lodged into Ripley’s rib cage. 

Damian and Finn were being held against adjoining ropes by Dexter and Rowan as the two monsters had only just gotten the advantage before Triple H had come out to ruin our revenge. 

Dominik and Husk had managed to brawl and in turn fall out of the ring to the floor, they were now trapped in between the gap of the cage and the ring post like Finn had been before with Dex, exchanging blows to each other before the interruption. Dom’s hand now pushing Husk’s face further into the ground as he allowed his body weight to ease onto him, building pressure. That clever boy knew he had him pinned and that he wasn’t going to be able move anytime soon. He smirked down to the feeble weakling under his grasp, enjoying the dominance he rarely got to feel. 

Meanwhile I had already retrieved a beloved Kendo stick that had been secured above from the top of the cage and I had climbed my way back to the top of the ring post, gripping the top of the frame while howdy had been in pursuit. I was ready to use an aerial advantage and take this fucker out but after stopping my grip on the steel frame was starting to slip out from underneath me. My desire to drive the weapon straight across the back of Uncle Howdy felt like a dream come true. Shame I hadn’t been able to finish the job…yet. 

“Back. Away. From. Each. Other” Triple H’s words were blunt and begrudgingly we did as we were told, though admittedly I was relieved to finally let go of the cage that I had been slipping out from. Damian and Finn squared up to Rowan & Dexter as they were released from their grasp before making their way over to our side of the ring. 

Rhea had released Abby and tossed her to the side before reaching down to offer a hand to Dominik and help him back into the ring, though the boy wasn’t quite ready to allow Huskus back to his feet. But he did eventually do as he was told after Rhea gave him one of her stern looks and upon doing as he was told, a sultry wink after as a reward. She leaned into his ear, covering her lips and whispered…

“Enjoying being the dominant one I see Dom Dom, you make Mami very… very proud”  

Dominik grinned, licking his teeth and wiping the blood away from a busted lip before placing a hand over his crotch, jiggling around his package to try and calm down the ever-growing tension between his legs. 

I however, standing strong, stood face to face with the prick before me. Uncle Howdy looked down at me, his height towered mine to a degree and his demeanour was infuriating. It felt like he genuinely believed he was better than all those around him, as if he was far better than I could ever be.  He laughed as he stepped to the side and returned back to his family with open arms. Their celebrations glinted at the idea they had won the first battle, like they had gotten one over on us. It felt almost rude, it felt offensive to see him walk away from me, and it made my blood boil, my skin began to heat up, my heat raced, so I spun around on the spot to react the only way I knew how, with violence! But a strong set of arms wrapped around me before I could take another step forward and pulled me back, whispering in my ear. 

“Easy baby, easy” Rhea’s breath was warm, I could smell the sweat on her tattooed skin, the blood from scrapes and scratches from the pre-war fight. Her scent radiated throughout my senses, and it was addictive. Goosebumps took over my entire skin as she pulled me back in line with the others, still keeping her grip tight across my body as we now stood together. The Judgment Day vs The Wyatt Sicks. 

“I feel like there must be some… confusion in the air? There must be some misunderstanding between you all as to who is in charge around here? Some people clearly don’t understand their role in this company. Some people… seem to believe they have the… Authority? To do as they please…when in fact they don’t have any. You all have decided to start a war that, whether you like it or not, is NOT going to end the way YOU ALL want it to” Paul’s voice was clear and precise, but he sounded calm, and that was the most concerning part… Until he wasn’t. 

“Your roles within this company are clear, they are set out. You do as you are told; you go where I tell you to go. You behave like the good little puppets on a string you were designed for, and you DO NOT DISOBEY” 

Each of us turned for a moment to face Triple H, breaking the death glares we had locked on to our opponents. A sense of concern and confusion as to what Paul was going to do next hung in the air, all I wanted was to get my hands back on Howdy, claim my championship and go home to rather unwholesomely fuck my lovers into next week.

“This war will be fought, and this war will end here at WrestleMania…” Triple H turned to the crowd as they all began to cheer and chant. “But… Y/N, you will not be in this cage, you will not be a part of it” 

My Heart ran cold as I threw Rheas hands off me and raced toward the front of the cage in shock, gripping onto the steel frame. The rest of Judgment days reactions, very similar to my own followed behind me as the Wyatts laughed hysterically behind us. We all began shouting our frustrations towards Paul, questioning what possible reason he had to kick me out of this Championship match I had trained so long for, worked so hard to get to?! 

Triple H raised his hand up to silence us and the crowd as the entire arena chimed in with the deafening booing and shouts of discontent. 

“SILENCE!” Paul demanded, turning his attention back to my direction. 

“Because…y/n… “ Paul smirked before raising the Women’s World Championship up from behind him, having secured it from a security guard to his right. 

“As Dakota Kai has now retired injured… YOU, will instead be fighting for THIS, against Abby the Witch, in an adjoining cage. I am declaring RIGHT NOW, that this match, is a Ten Man-Grand Slam all in one, no disqualifications, no count out, no holds barred, all is fair in love and war double caged firefly street fight. Abby the Witch & Y/W/N will be locked inside one cage, whilst Rhea, Damian, Dominik and Finn will be locked in the other with Erik Rowan, Dexter Lumis, Joe Gacy and Uncle Howdy. This match will run for 1 hour and to secure victory Y/W/N, Abby, you must PIN your opponent. Your families in the opposing cage must also pin their opponents one by one to secure victory. Once pinned, you will be removed. Once the championship has been claimed, once one team comes out on top over the other, only then will this war end. Now, if the hour runs out and the championship has not been claimed, you forfeit your right to it. No arguments, no complaints, those are the rules. Suck it up and move on. I am the puppet master, I am the boss, I am THE AUTHORITY!” Triple H commanded to us all. 

“Now a referee will now come down and unlock the cage. You will all return backstage, the battle commences in 20 minutes… Good Luck.” With the rain now finally clearing, Triple H bowed his head and looked up to the heavens, in respect for the loss of Bray Wyatt before moving to exit the stage.

The lighting returned to normal, and the standard WrestleMania music played out as we began to exit the ring one by one, security keeping a lengthy distance between the Wyatts and the Judgment Day. Fans desperate to get their favourites attention were scrambling over the barricades, leaning their body weights over in an attempt for a high five, but we were all far too distracted. 

Suddenly, Uncle Howdy halted and turned on his heels grabbing a microphone and smirking down at us from the other end of the ramp. 

“Y/N, I do wish you the very best of luck, you know as well as I… I am just the ghost of the man who saved this world but, who are you? You cannot hide from it; you cannot hide from me? The truth will set you free y/n…did you tell them?” Howdy’s words were playful and taunting as he pointed to each of my lovers standing just behind me. 

“I told them! I told them everything!!!” I screamed back up at Howdy. 

He chuckled and turned his back on me, whispering into the microphone before disappearing backstage, “but did you tell, the world?” 

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THE JUDGMENT DAY CLUBHOUSE 

Swinging the door open I rushed through and began pacing the centre of the room, nervous, anxious and fearful of what could happen if the world ever found out about my past. 

Social media had gone crazy, fans and viewers speculating and debating over whether this had become the greatest WrestleMania of all time, whether Abby the Witch or Y/W/N would become the new Women’s World Champion, how brilliant it was that Rhea would be fighting against a team of all men and that they knew she would beat their asses. But alongside all this there was also the debates over what my secrets were, how they could find out, and with these debates’ rumours had started to spread, like wildfire. Unbeknown to me, Liv Morgan was backstage hiding out, and she was fuelling that fire. 

I was in full panic mode as the others also piled in through the door, Finn entering last locked the door behind him and turned to face me. He took a brisk walk forward before grabbing me by my shoulders and slapping me straight across the face to break my panic. I stood in shock, as did the others, what the actual fuck was he playing at. 

Then, not more than a second later he pulled me in tight, wrapping his hands around my face, my neck, then one hand on my back as he locked his lips in against mine. A full make out session had my hormones come flooding in and my body temperature spiked. My inner core heating up as I felt an all too familiar tingle rise up between my legs. Finn pulled himself off me for a second and looked me dead in the eyes.

“We are going to win this war y/n. You will become champion. There will be absolutely no distractions in that ring, do you hear me!” His Irish accent purred across each syllable, even if he meant to be stern it just sounded beyond sexy to me. I nodded in response to his questions. 

“Good. Because no distractions works both ways and you being in this new gear well, it reminded me that I have been waiting to fuck you for far too long.” The other members of Judgment Day nodded in agreement, Rhea ran her tounge along her teeth, her tounge piercing clinking across each tooth. She turned to Damian who was smirking down at her. Dominik stood running his hand across a growing bulge in his tight black and white printed leggings and watched as Finn tugged at my black and pink leather strapped top, locking his lips back onto mine as he pushed me back onto the wall. His hand quick to prevent my head from hitting the wall before kneeling down and throwing my left leg over his shoulder, Finn began planting kisses up my inner thigh towards my panties, the heartbeat inside growing stronger with every inch he covered. 

I reached out and motioned a grabby hand towards Dominick who didn’t hesitate to race forward and takeover where Finns lips had been. Our tongue’s entwined in a deep desperation for each other as his hands began exploring over my chest, pulling down the front of my top to expose one of my breasts. Dom twisted and tugged at my nipple as Rhea came over to join, swiftly followed by Damian. 

She turned his hips, so his back was against the wall as Dom and I continued to kiss and Rhea pulled down on his pants, exposing his dick to the cold air. It bounced for a moment in its solid form but before it could react to the fresh air she began running her tounge along it and took it in its whole form to the back of her throat. Beginning to bob her head up and down Dominik’s knees became weak and Finn grabbed onto one of his thighs to support him, pressing him back against the wall. 

Finn tugged at my wrestling gear shorts, knowing full well time was not on our side to be able to fully undress. Instead, he tugged at the fabric pulling it to the side, exposing the mini black laced thong I had worn, hoping to finish off a championship winning night with a trip to our sex pit of a bedroom back home. 

Finns warm tounge moved its way up between my folds, the man clearly enjoying the fact I was already soaked down there as he began playing with my clit, his tounge reaching its peak before motioning backwards and repeating the movement over and over. My breath hitched in my throat as I broke the kiss off from Dominik, riding out the pleasure of my Irish lover between my thighs, desperate moans escaped my lips which only drove him to speed up. 

Damian reached out both his strong arms and positioned himself between me and Dominik, his strong legs fitting in the gap between Rhea & Finn who were both on their knees already, busy enjoying themselves. Lowering his black ripped jeans Damian took our hands and placed them on his dick as he leant back to the wall, exchanging make out sessions between myself and Dom as we both tugged, rubbed and fondled his cock together. Damian’s cock was something to behold, the sheer size and girth that man wielded made anyone’s insides turn to jelly. To this day I still say a prayer and thank the sex lords from above and below that I get to call him mine. 

It wasn’t long before the knot in between my stomach began to build, and my thighs began to shake as Finn bought me towards my climax. My grip on Damian loosening and Dom now taking over in full as Finn pinned both my wrists against the wall by my sides. His grip so tight on me small bruises had begun to form, but this only drove my inner sex goddess wild as she was dancing in the awash of my orgasm as Finn drove his fingers deep inside me, pounding three at a time with the inward curl that drove every inch of my body crazy, while his tounge punished my clit. 

“Oh shi..Oh sh..Finn, Finn, shh…shhii” My words were loud and broken as I took quick rapid deep breaths, riding out an all-time high that I had waited so long for it seemed like my body wasn’t quite ready for this flood of pure hormonal ecstasy. 

Rhea, Damian and Dominik all turned their heads to watch as I reached my orgasm, face fully flushed and legs trembling. Dominick followed quickly behind as my summit had driven Rhea to a desperation of her own and a few deep throated swallows later saw her lapping up the delicious cum shot Dom had gracefully given her. 

Finn was quick to drop my leg and rush to his feet, taking a fist full of my hair and dragging me over to the arm of the sofa. He threw me across and pulled at my hips raising my arse higher in the air for a better access point. He was quick to lower his wrestling gear leggings too as he didn’t hesitate to forcefully ram his rock-solid cock deep inside me, I was now wet enough he could easily bury himself. He began thrusting aggressively, pounding his cock deep inside of me as Damian ditched his hand job from Dominik, planting a final kiss on the boy’s lips and then moved to position himself in front of me, opening my mouth and easing in his cock to touch my tonsils. 

Surprisingly, something had clicked inside of Dom who had pulled Rhea up to her feet and had attempted to throw her over the foldup chair in the corner of the room, not far from where Finn and Damian were fucking me front to back. Rhea had smirked at his attempt and wagged her finger in his face before pulling him into a deep kiss and whispering in his ear, “Aye Papi, look at you being the dominant one.” She smirked and winked before finishing her sentence; “Beg me baby boy”. 

Dom grinned and got down on one knee, peppering her thigh with sweet intensive kisses as he began his pleas. Taking a handful of his hair she pulled the boy up to his feet and walked them both over, kicking the stool over and having Dom take a seat. Then Rhea placed one hand on Damian’s shoulder and had him remove his cock from my mouth before Rhea climbed on the sofa cushion in front of me and pulled me into a deep sensual kiss. Damian didn’t hesitate to lower Rheas black leather gear shorts and bury his cock inside of her. 

Dominick sat watching his four partners in front of him, his two girls being fucked intensely by his two dominant daddies. His dick was quick to harden up again as he reached a hand inside his crotch and palmed at himself, ever so loving the view. 

Between the four of us our moans and groans were loud, desperate and full of passion. They echoed throughout our clubhouse, through the hallways and out of the locker room. It was obvious to passersby what was going on, but no one dared comment. It had become common knowledge regarding the relationship between us all, whether people agreed or not, they were instinctively too afraid of Rhea, Damian and Finn to dare comment. 

 Both men now thrusting in unison, groaned deeply and reached out mirroring each other, taking a handful of their girl’s hair to arch our backs as they reached their penultimate high. A warm sensation filling our cores before releasing their grip on our hair and letting us go. A hard slap on my ass from Finn gave me the go ahead to stand up, Damian knew better with Rhea and stepped back allowing Mami to return to her feet on her own accord. 

“Fuck...” I said, turning my head and stretching out my back as I looked in the mirror to see my now full after sex appearance before noticing the clock which stated we had less than 5 minutes until we needed to be at gorilla. 

“Oh Fuck! Shit, look at me!” I stated trying not to laugh, Rhea was quick to grab my hand and pull me over to the dressing table stationed in the corner where she was fast in fixing my make-up, followed by her own. 

The boys all took a seat on the couch, fist bumping each other for a ‘job well done’ while we girls just laughed. 

Once Rhea had given me the all clear I stood up and began stretching out my arms and neck, readjusting my gear and doing all the final checks. 

“Hermosa, I would have thought Finn had stretched you out enough already, no?” Damian chuckled as Finn looked up and winked in my direction, biting his tounge. 

“Very funny…” I said, looking over to them as we all began to make our way out of the clubhouse. 

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We briskly raced our way to Gorilla, as each member of the judgment day walked behind me, psyching up for the match ahead. One way or another, I would be walking out of WrestleMania as the new women’s world champion! They all believed in me, heck I believed in me, and I knew I could do this. 

But it was short lived as when we reached the backstage section with the rest of production team, everyone seemed to be looking over in hushed voices or concerned looks. 

Pushing past them all I followed behind Rhea and Damian, holding on tight to Dominik’s hand as Finn closed in behind us. Security were quick to cut us off as they blocked the entrance to the ramp. 

“What the hell? What’s going on?!” Damian was furious at their actions as he came face to face with one of the security guards, Rhea in a stand-off with the other. 

“I’ll tell you what’s going on…” Hunters voice boomed out from behind us as we all turned, Finn now leading our group as my grip on Dom’s hands became tighter with anxiety and he pulled me in close to his side. Behind him, lurked Liv Morgan who was wearing a devilish grin. 

“You four…” Hunter pointed to Rhea, Damian, Dominik and Finn, “are late, get to the ring now! The match is starting in less than one minute! Liv Morgan will be joining you; she will go 1-1 against Abby the Witch for the Women’s world championship”. 

“The Fuck man?!” Rhea shouted, pushing Dom, Myself and Finn out of the way. She stood head on from Hunter, the fire in her eyes burnt with fury. 

“The Hell she will!” Damian’s voice was loud as his voice filled the room. Finn stood staring down the boss in front of him. Triple H held up a hand in Rhea’s face, his persona calm and collected as he turned to face me, smiling. 

“And you y/w/n ...........” 

His words were blunt, cold and full of the authority he loved to push in everyone’s faces. 

...

...

...

“You're fired.” 

[nahisummerhold]

On your next visit to your mailbox, you find a rather odd envelope tucked in amongst the other mail. It's simplistic - cream-coloured with no return address - however, the imprinted lips upon the surface do leave much to the imagination. Inside is a note reading the following: Dear Enchanting One, I have purveyed your dance macabre with a slackened jaw and a thunderous heart that pounds against my chest. How thy legs split asunder, how thy chest heaves with vigour and sultry passion... I place myself spellbound. I hope you'll forgive me for the forward approach of this letter, but I could not hold myself back. I could not resist to intertwine my need to connect with the fabled singer whose siren song had captured this wayward sea merchant. I watch you from afar. Sighing softly in the smoky, musty rooms where your voice pierces the shadows like neverending light. I would say you belong upon a stage amidst a crowd of thousands rather than some smokey, back-alley hovel. You may ask: who is this sensual supplant of sensual verbiage? I cannot give you my name. Not yet, for I would court thee properly with mine hand in yours and yours in mine. For now, I will remain your mystery. Though, hopefully, not for long. -Selithar Duskblade.

Sitting in the inn room she hired for her time in Silvermoon while she searched for a new home there, Nahi opened the envelope that had been in her post with a small knife she pulled from her boot, a new habit for her since joining her mercenary company, this having weapons at hand at most times. A soft chuckle carried through the room at seeing the lip prints, not the first time she had received mail with kiss marks, but this was an interesting take on that version of fan letters. 

Tucking a foot up under the thigh of her other leg, one perfectly polite in its posing, the other showing a casualness that mocked that habit of always being perfectly poised. There was an edge to her that thumbed its nose at convention whenever she could, but there was a respect that also allowed her to show her care with those that honored those polite mannerisms of courtly life. 

The mixed tones within the letter drew a small frown crease between her perfectly manicured brows, to disparage where she chose to perform, but then lauded her skills in an attempt of prose that might elevate the heart rate of one that was younger, and less jaded, than her. By the end, her lips twisted in a smirk. Such interest expressed in a style that was both flowery and fit boundaries of etiquette she had drilled into her mind by her comportment tutors. It was the type of thing she might have flirted with in court, usually to set up a scheme that would have taken the legs out from under someone that she considered too high on themselves, and the best way to do that was with her carefully placed flirtatious machinations. 

She laid the letter on the green streaked white marble of the table top and then tapped the point of her knife on the lovely vellum. She knew that returning to a life that was at least adjacent to players in noble society might call back some of those she knew. Claiming her house and title, even if only to her family, would send whispered words around that the Diva’s daughter was taking her place in the games of courtly nature. 

This didn’t feel like that though, this felt… cute… like a sweet puppy snapping at a prime roast on a butcher counter with hopes of sinking teeth into the dream of having something so special, so tempting. She could be wrong…. But only time would tell if her new ‘mystery’ admirer would be someone of true substance. “Come to me, he who desires to be my mystery. You have huge shoes to fill in trying to claim that place in my mind.”

(Thank you for the letter @thehopelessyouth Looking forward to more the amusement seems to have almost endless possibilities)

[ognimdo2002]

Gold Rathian (Dilitirodispodus kokotonica) – Illustrious Queen

The Gold Rathian (Dilitirodispodus kokotonica) is a female Flying Wyvern and a mutated Rathian introduced in Monster Hunter G.

Physiology (Changes) Her body is protected by an incredibly robust golden shell, making an attack against it challenging because the Hunter's weapon would likely bounce off. She is a little bit bigger than the typical Rathian. This was changed in Monster Hunter Portable 3rd and Monster Hunter 3 Ultimate, as it is considered an individual species.

The Gold Rathian's skin tone was now a shiny golden color, and the tipped color scheme was gone. The spikes on the shoulders and wings were changed to golden brown.

Abilities Gold Rathian is weakest to the Thunder Element and, like all Rathian individuals, is capable of inflicting the Poison ailment and shooting fireballs. It is able to wield its flame sac with greater control and ferocity than the common species. It can enter the Incandescent state where its attacks become even more aggressive.

Ecology Gold Rathian share their home with other large predators such as Elder Dragons and are most likely at the middle of the food chain, since Elder Dragons are known to build their nests there. It must therefore compete for its food and survival with powerful creatures such as Flaming Espinas, Violet Mizutsune, Soulseer Mizutsune, Pink Rathian, Unknown (Black Flying Wyvern), Lucent Nargacuga, Molten Tigrex, Kamu Orugaron/Nono Orugaron, along with the rare Piscine Wyverns Aruganosu and Goruganosu.

In areas outside the Tower, Gold Rathian is a dominant apex predator, even more so than most of her Wyvern brethren. Her powerful control of deadly fire and bright exoskeleton can intimidate other predators, though this makes her more easier to spot by herbivores and other prey species. In order to capture prey, she will often apply an ambush attack, sometimes from the air. Gold Rathian is occasionally threatened by top predators such as Brute Tigrex, Ebony Odogaron and Glavenus, though her tough exoskeleteton and bright gold colour of her shell is enough to discourage predation and attacks from such monsters.

Behavior Gold Rathian must be very aggressive to survive, accounting for its heightened aggression compared to the common species and subspecies.

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[eldritchships]

Not Yet

Summary: Iacon City is in chaos. Shockwave, member of the High Guard, aids in its destruction and encounters a not-quite-familiar face.

Word count: 643

Author's Note: Major spoilers for Transformers One!

Iacon City was in chaos. The news of Sentinel Prime’s betrayal had shaken the city to its very foundations, and now, the forces of the once esteemed High Guard - helmed by a once cogless miner - were determined to tear down the rest. Every statue, every gilded monument dedicated to Sentinel Prime’s name, was blasted into dust and shrapnel.

Iacon’s citizens, both transformers and cogless, cried out in outrage-turned-panic as they fled from the destruction. To the commanders of the High Guard - Starscream, Shockwave, and Soundwave - the din of fear became lost in both the familiarity of battle and the thrill of renewed purpose.

As Starscream went high, and Soundwave went low, Shockwave drifted from his peers. His cannon fire destroyed another effigy of Sentinel’s grin. His single, unblinking optic swept across the city’s expanse, searching for the next suitable target. Another wing was dismembered from Sentinel’s glittering tower. Shockwave continued to advance. Frightened bots ran past him, swarming and scrambling for the nearest means of escape, but he paid them no mind beyond another variable on the field; they, in turn, gave him a wide berth.

A silver trooper dropped into his path from above, raised their blaster, and fired. The bolt of energy lanced off of Shockwave’s shoulder pauldron and he twisted with the impact, his vocal components seizing around a pained growl. He turned his cannon on the trooper and returned the blow. The trooper’s blaster clattered against the ground a moment before they toppled over, a hole carved clean through their torso. Shockwave eyed the fallen enemy for a moment longer before he stepped around the body.

Movement caught his optic. Braced for another of Sentinel’s forces, Shockwave immediately turned and fired. There wasn’t another trooper - the blast sizzled through the air like a comet and hit a fallen prong of the bridge’s supports. Lying jagged and length-ways across the ground, the laser-fire reduced the hulking piece of broken architecture to rubble. As the dust cleared, it revealed two forms, crouched behind what had formerly been a source of cover. Shockwave stepped towards them, lowered helm furrowing his intent optic, scrutinising what could still have been a threat. Two bots. One of them was a small truck of some sort, her explosive colour scheme dulled by a layer of white powder from the destroyed bridge, and the other-

Shockwave froze. The second bot stalled in place, equally frozen underneath the cyclopic gaze now locked on him, staring back with wide, startled optics. Red, white, and with sparse accents of pink across his frame, the bot’s markings indicated he was a medic.

The light in Shockwave’s cannon fizzled out. He stood motionless. There was no recognition in the medic’s expression, and Shockwave knew he had to keep it that way, but…

“Hello.” The greeting was almost lost in the mechanical warble of Shockwave’s voice. The medic’s optics darted across Shockwave, across the other fleeing Cybertronians, and high above in the direction of Megatron’s thundering call to action.

“...Hi.” He replied with audible confusion and the slightest upwards curve in his lips.

Another explosion shook Sentinel’s tower. As Shockwave glanced back towards the cloud of purple smoke that rolled from its awnings, footsteps scrambled in front of him, followed by the overlapped whirr of two transformation cogs. By the time Shockwave looked back, the medic’s helicopter alt mode was already retreating into the distance, his truck friend close behind.

Shockwave silently released the air he hadn’t realised he’d been holding in his ventilation systems. His expression was, as ever, unreadable as he turned around. The sights and sounds of the still ongoing siege washed back over him, as if he had momentarily forgotten the entire affair, and Soundwave’s voice rumbled in his comm-line requesting assistance. Shockwave put the brief encounter aside and hurried towards the fellow High Guardsmen who had need of him.

[athena-gundampla]

BE 1/144 Round Table Knights SC-006 "Thunder Incise Grace"

Gunpla that isn't gunpla?! While looking at posts about the Dropout Smartypants episode where Erika Ishii demands a gundam from the US government, I saw somone link a reddit post titled "non-binary gundam", starring this model, which does infact have the same color scheme as the non-binary flag. As I'm non-binary, I followed the convoluted chain of posts to its logical conclusion and found the new model kit company "SNAA", which makes their own line of model kits.

SNAA's kits aren't quite knock-offs of Bandai kits like Daban or Gaogao. While they riff on Bandai's designs (The Grace has clear references to the HG 1/144 Asmoday), the SNAA kit appears to mostly be its own thing. Usually knockoff companies are rather low quality, with waxy, cheap plastic that warps or falls apart. However this kit seems to be made of high quality ABS just like a Bandai kit.

Despite costing barely as much as the average HG, this kit went together just like a RG, complete with an inner frame of sorts. The joints are really impressive - they're stiff and there's an amazing range of motion.

The kit has complete colour separation just like a RG, with no colour correcting stickers or painting necessary. I did end up adding a lot of weathering as well as painting some of the exposed pipes gold to enhance the overall look. The weathering also helped to cover up where I smudged the water decals.

This brings me to another point - this kit comes with a full set of water decals for markings. Even RGs from Bandai only have dry decals, so this was a neat surprise even though it entailed significant work to apply them.

The kit also comes with a full set of pre-moulded hand options, including open, closed fist, holding fist, and even peace signs! Overall I was really impressed for what is essentially an elaborate knockoff.

The kit comes with a lot of weapon options, including two sets of forearm blades that attach to the forearm cannons. There's also a large bazooka that's excellently detailed that clips onto the backpack.

The kit also comes with a neat little beam rifle. It reminds me a little of the designs from SEED.

My favorite inclusion has to be the peace signs though, it's a really fun extra for posing.

I definitely recommend this kit for anyone who's into gunpla but is looking for a RG experience that's a little cheaper.

[inspirashion]

Dislocated: Raijin - The Kami of Lightning, Thunder, and Storms.

The Kami of the Hatake Clan.

"I am your Kami, I am your patron, I am He who wields Lightning and Thunder, the one who commands the storms and forces of Nature. I am Raijin."

Raijin, more formally known as Kamowakeikazuchi-no-Kami is the deity of the Hatake Clan who can be seen as overprotective to the point of obsession.

Throughout the story "Dislocated", Raijin's personality is seen as a caring Kami for his Hatake, though there are times when his methods are a bit extreme.

In addition to his Nature, Raijin can see all three facets of time, and thus, in order to prevent catastrophic events Raijin will arbitrarily move people and place them all over, without immediate explanation.

This interfering attitude of the Kami pisses Tobi (canon Obito) to no end. Thus, the two are always at odds.

Ps: I used two different colour schemes because I suck at colouring anything white.

[iforgotwhaticalledthis]

Guys I'm such a Genshin nerd but i don't really talk about it ever but god i love Genshin impact and Honkai star rail. Also i can not be normal about any of my interests so here is every fable character and what I think their vision would be. Also which god would be which Archon. Im not the most eleqouent so bare with me here

So, firstly let me define some things. 'Archons' are basically just another word for 'Main God' There are seven Main Archons, who are the main survivors of the Archon War each preside over a singular nation. They rule over a particular element, but also have another trait that goes along with the element. You'll see what i mean later. There used to be a lot more gods, but they all died in the Archon War.

The Seven main Archons are: Venti, Archon of Mondstadt(Nation), Anemo(Element-Wind) and Freedom(trait) Zhongli, Archon of Liyue(Nation), Geo(Element-Earth) and Contracts(trait)

Raiden Shogun/Raiden Ei, Archon of Inazuma(Nation), Electro(Element-Electricity/thunder), and Eternity(trait)

Nahida, Archon of Sumeru(Nation), Dendro(Element-Plants), and Wisdom(trait)

Focalors, Archon of Fontaine(Nation), Hydro(Element-Water), and Justice(trait)

The Archon of Natlan. Natlan has not been released so im not sure on the name. The element is Pyro.(Fire) and the trait is War

The Tsaritsa, though i do believe that is not her true name but her title, Archon of Snezhnaya(Nation), Cryo(Element-Ice), and

A vision is an ornament characters recieve that grant them control over an element.

Archons(a lot of this is just vibes. but i have some reasoning)

So there's 4 major gods but seven Archons , so ive just assigned which ones i think fit best.

Fable - Zhongli. Firstly Zhongli is the god of contracts, as well as the element of Geo i.e earth. The power of the earth is similar to having the power of creation. ALSO Zhongli's personality fits with Fable minus all the god killing- Then again Zhongli did kill a lot of gods in the Archon War. Plus Zhongli's "child"(Xiao) is a loner like Icarus. (you can draw other similarities if you really wanted to.)

Enderian - So Enderian is very obviously the Raiden Shogun/Ei to me. Ei is the God of eternity and electro. The two characters share a similar color scheme- same with Zhongli and Fable actually- Also just vibes. The Raiden Shogun is also a very cold person in the beginning, but when you meet the 'Ei' side of her she's very warm and friendly. You can compare this to how Enderian interacts with Isla, being less of the cold major god most people know her as. Also Raiden shoguns relationship with her "child"(Scaramouche) is similar to that of Enderian and Rae's- Raiden didnt know how to be a good parent, she tried to set Scaramouche free but ended up causing him a life of pain. Similarly, Rae and Enderian had a bad relationship at first, with Enderian learning to be a better mother for him.

Netherum - So while the previous two both had similar colour schemes with their respective gods, this is where it branches off. I think Netherum would best fit Focalors, the hydro(water) Archon. Firstly, Focalors retreats for hundred(s) of years, leaving Furina to pretend to be the hydro archon. Furina is similar to Athena- Not in the way of pretending to be Netherum, but in the way they were created from Netherum, like how Furina was created from Focalors. Focalors is also the god of justice, and the way this concept is executed in the game, I feel like its similar to Netherums power of distruction. Now in theory Netherum would fit with the Pyro archon- especially with the ideal of Natlan being War, but since Natlan isn't released, I wanted to stick with just the released ones, so I would have more to draw comparison to.

Alerion - Alerion fits best with Nahida. -Firstly Rukkhadevata and Nahida = Alerion and Lucenare. Secondly Nahida is the Archon of knowledge. Akashic records anyone? Also the nation over which Nahida resides, Sumeru, can be seen as similar to Purgatory. Nahida doesnt really have a "child" but like. its basically also Scaramouche. So we can see this as the relationship between Luce and Rae in S1

The way not only the gods fit really well but their respective "children" do as well is so- SAJDCSJDIODAKLCSNJOADKL im not normal. Also the Archon War can parallel the God War, the fall of Khaenri'ah being like the fall of the Aether. Theres so many things guyss.

OK NOW WHAT VISIONS CHARACTERS WOULD HAVE

So i originally thought of just doing which characters they would be. but i dont know enough charcters lore to do that and besides theres no real good answers, so im just going to do what visions they have instead! Also since theres not much behind why they have each vision other than vibes honestly. Im also going to detail which weapon they use because why not.

Aax- So Aax would probably have a hydro vision, given they're fish adjacent so water. I think they would use a claymore, since theres no axe, but Claymores are what most of the Tank characters/Heavy hitters use

Addie - If this was HSR i would say physical but genshin doesnt have that- Maybe Dendro? and instead of spider webs they create vines? Weapon would probably be catalyst so that all of their attacks would use elemental damage

Arisanna - Anemo Polearm. Literally have nothing to go off of but vibes. Anemo Since Wanderer has anemo and can fly, albeit differently then someone with wings could. Polearm because vibes. literally just vibes.

Athena- Pyro Catalyst because that has the most destruction vibes. It basically means they can summon fire at will instead of like using it alongside a weapon , they fire itself is the weapon.

Caspian- Anemo, because his chat is the winds. For weapons, probably just a regular sword.

Centross- Electro because purple man. Probably Claymore as a weapon because heavy hitter

Easton - Easton gets a cryo vision as a treat. Again all i can say is vibes. For weapons lets say sword

Fenris - Geo, Claymore. Geo because colour coding, Claymore becuase Tank

Galahad- Pyro, Polearm. Pyro because Nether. Polearm because thats the weapon most used by the soldiers we see in game.

Haley - Haley is in a similar boat as Addie. I would givey ou physical but it doesnt exist. In exchange maye cryo? because like Haley is qiqi coded and qiqi uses a cry vision. For context Qiqi is like a child zombie who died in the war but stayed alive(?) somehow by freezing themself hence cryo vision. For weapon im just going to go with Qiqis weapon, which is a catalyst

Icarus - Geo Catalyst. They can summon the elemnt at will, also we can have cool wack times with the geo they summon being glitched-

Jamie - Dendro, obviously because bear. For weapon Lets go sword

Momboo - Dendro Catalyst. Need i explain more?

Ocie - Hydro Catalyst.

Rae - Electro Bow. Electro because color coding, bow because thats his in canon weapon(also thers not a lot of bow users on this list)

Seven - Again, I wnat to give seven physical, but i cant. Iguess also cryo. For weapon letsgo bow. to diversify

Ulysses gets Dendro but not in a grass and plant kinda way but in a moss and algae kinda way. For weapons Polearm.

Ven - Bow, cryo. Cryo because i associate that with dead characters/ characters taken through time, bow because i do not believe ven can survive any kind of up close combat

Will - Will gets cryo because i kinda associate it with The aether at this point, and for weapons lets say sword

If i got any details wrong, feel free to correct me! My lore knowledge is a little rusty, i havent played in a while, + i dont know much about the archons after inazuma. Also if you have different ideas for charcters and their weapons/visions please share! i love indulgin in different thoughts

[demhen]

when it comes to the flaws of TNR's designs, I feel like these are the main flaws. Thunder's anatomy is just... weird and I feel like he should be more like a light fury. Feathers needs actual feathers. those are scale-sausages, not plumage. Wu and Wei need knees, less bulbous snouts, and for their yellow scales to be made purple, I feel like the gold works better as an accent color. Plowhorn needs an ocular transplant because why does the dragon have human eyes. and Webmaster... his. his everything. his legs look so clunky and just kinda squished together.

So this is gonna be a long rant...

Thunder is a mess. He is probarbly the worst dragon from this show. I wouldnt even say because he has too much black because we are shown that the Hidden World is big in Dragons the Nine realms, now if you want to belive them or not is your decision seen as their are so many realms but they also are all near that one place in scandanavia (or north america... thats where the meteor seems to land in the opening sence.) So I can belive that their are more nightfuries in their. But if we go down the route of their arnt anymore... either nightfuries live long lives or the gene is just that dominate, or its really an inbreeding thing (which is canon John tellegren confirmed it)

To go more into it his entire body is a mess.

His head?! Weird, its a deformed nose. He always looks this smug even in the last shot that we see of him in the end credits of the last episode.

Why does this face move like that?! Its too much. And Thunder always looks like this. He is having too much facial expressions.

His neck? Its so... horse neck? Idk how else to descibe it. Seeing Thunder fly? It doesnt look good. Same thing with his wings. Why do they look like this. Also a cool thing on Toothless and the light fury was the aquatic thin after the wings, because it looked like toothless evolved from being a water dragon. But here? It too is weird. Thunders tail thin?... is that a trident? Thunder flying is also a nightmare.

One of the cool things about toothless was that it was really plausible that he could fly, at least he looked like he could. Thunder? He looks horrible and I am 100% sure that he couldnt fly if real.

Feather while she is the stead of the Queen has too few feathers I agree.

She also needs more colours! More feathers and more colours. With the rest of it I am actully fine.

Wu and Wei are a mess and when I am gonna redesign this I fear I will have to come up with an entire new dragon. I just dont like them.

The Colour scheme just isnt good. Also their mouths are too big and round. Also the wings look to be more of a water dragon and it doesnt look to be great at flying, but I can excuse that since other dragons that arnt nightfuries had this too. But why does this need to be a 2 headed dragon? I get that its to mirror barth and belch but why do that. One head that does fire and the other does water/ice?! I just dont like it very much.

Plowhorn also is a mess.

I like the bug wings and shell, what i cant get behind is the gems? That giant gem stucking out of her head... how does that grow? Httyd dragons were always great when they made sense in the real world (yes i know they are dragons) but that belivablity is what got me into the franchise. And a gem growing from her forhead? I just dont see how that can happen.

Webmaster.

He is also a mess. From the wings to the main body, the legs and the tail. I love the spider idea. I also have to assume that they used the silkspanners (a dragon form the comics) desigin. And put some wings on it and make the neck longer. (this graph is form the dragons rise of berk game.)

And while I get that the Dragon needs wings, because of all the exploration they do in the show. But why not just use another dragon all together?

What they tried to do i think is to base the dragons off the once form the HTTYD gang.

Thunder being Toothless

Feather being Stormfly

Wu and Wei being Barth and Belch

Plowhorn being Meatlug

And Webmaster... being...

I guess Hookfang doesnt have a counterpart.

TLDR: They are all horrible and I will redesign all of them for my TNR rewrite.

[hufflepuffbambi]

Minato x Pokemon

minato, oh i have the perfect pokemon for him. it's first on the list. i was raving how he should have zeraora. really suits him with the attacks, the way it moves and colour scheme.

ps- i don't own naruto or pokemon or any of the photos. some i found on google and google is open to everyone so don't come at me.

Zeraora

why it's perfect for him? it emits strong electric currents from its paw pads which creates a powerful magnetic field and so it can mmove at high speeds like minato

can even travel at lightning speed to assist minato for offense and defense

was there when the 9 tails attack

helped minato fight the mysterious masked man and take him down (no i don't want to write minato die please don't make me do it)

*~*

2. Zapdos

this is a no brainer too, like duh.

electric moves, lightning speed, no mercy when attacking, need i say more?

minato being a hokage deserves a legendary pokemon.

while zeraora fought mysterious masked man, zapdos attacked kurama

kurama admitted zapdos is pesky but powerful

kurama was taken down when zapdos summoned a powerful thunder attack from the skies and full force aimed it at kurama

*~*

3. Electivire

got it as an elekid from kushina, she gave it as a birthday gift to minato

elekid evolved into electabuzz on the day rin and obito died in a mission. elekid pushed itself to evolve but still didn't manage to save his mentor's students.

electabuzz was depressed for months to come but minato reassured it that it wasn't his fault

when the 9 tails attacked, electabuzz evolved into electivire and protected kushina as she was giving birth.

it delivered a powerful thunder punch to whoever dare came near kushina and naruto.

*~*

4. Salamence

on minato's first mission ever, he saw an injured bagon.

it was extremely hostile and kept headbutting minato when he tried to bandage and heal it

despite that minato didn't give up and laughed through it all even though he has a big bump on his head and bruises everywhere from the head butting.

bagon got touched and suddenly missed minato's touch when next day he woke up to an empty clearing.

minato and his ninja team had left

bagon followed its scent all the way till konoha

kotetsu and izumo at the gate thought "whose pokemon is this?" when they saw bagon running past.

eventually evolved into shelgon during 9 tails war, helped electivire to protect naruto and kushina. you can never be too sure right, the more pokemon the better.

and during the ninja war it evolved into salamence, letting minato riding it majestically into battle

extremely adept and skilled at aerial techniques

*~*

5. Mega Gyarados

as a vow, kushina and minato each caught a magikarp

they promised the magikarps are a symbol of their forever love

and both their magikarps evolved at the same time.

mega gyarados is a force to be reckoned with.

but listens more to kushina than minato.

*~*

6. Raichu

actually naruto first pokemon was a pichu. when naruto was young, minato took him out one day to teach him how to catch pokemon

they went to a pichu habitat area.

and he caught a pichu to give naruto but naruto being naruto, was stubborn and insisted to catch one on his own.

so minato now has a pichu

pichu evolved into pikachu as it was full of happiness when minato got promoted to hokage

and due to his affinity for lightning, he bought 2 thunder stones; 1 for kakashi's eevee, 1 for himself.

one day when fighting against an enemy, pikachu was badly injured but turned around to look at minato

he understood and took out the thunder stone from his ninja pouch, throwing it at pikachu.

pikachu used the last of its strength to push itself up in the air, catching the thunder stone with its mouth

eventually evolving into raichu and taking down the enemy with a powerful hyper beam

[mutedeclipse]

something that bothers me sometimes, as a semiprofessional character designer.

hot take: mermaid bomber from jetters is much better designed than bomber mermaid from online, a tumblr post from an idiot with too much free time... below the cut!

intentionally inflammatory title and thesis statement aside, i have strong opinions and i hope to be heard out here

lets start with the first thing i notice people have a problem with, her colours. the warm green/cool pink used in her design are complementary and don't compete with other characters of similar colour ranges. while i do agree the softer salmon, cooler green and yellow toned orange of bomber mermaid have a more pastel and harmonious appeal... mermaid bomber (i would assume) is coloured the way she is to be clearly visible on an older television and through compression.

pictured above, an example of her being clearly visible in a distance shot, bomber mermaid could never

SURE they may clash at times especially outside of the lighting of a scene, but looks gorgeous in lighting that complements her. lighting that would also render bomber mermaid's colours nigh indistinguishable from the backdrop of any given scene

an example of a scene with extreme lighting i think would be a detriment to bomber mermaid's colour scheme.

I'll admit the sheer amount of colours are a little unnecessary its quite in line with the other characters on the show. ESPECIALLY the other shitennou who are eye catching on purpose for reasons that feel like it further serves the 'they're different from other combined bombermen and don't quite belong' narrative. Mermaid bomber looks like a whole ass character, bomber mermaid strikes me as much more 'villain of the week' with a cutesy spin

moving on to her structure as a character... her design was made to have a DISTINCT silhouette!! both do, actually... but the online portrayal feels quite generic in comparison to jetters' while still following shape language its loose, doesn't indicate much shes a bomber first and foremost. mermaid bomber's design follows the philosophy of what i will call a teardrop type character (a combination of triangles and circles) giving her a quite regal, even cunning edge to complement her round and cute features... which I'd say fits her character well. shes a spoiled daddy's girl princess who uses her cute charm. her much more overt femininity ALSO is important to this fact, its how she gets her way!

the scales on her limbs resemble arm and leg warmers respectively (quite popular with teens at the time) the latter of which popularly being worn with miniskirts, her skirt like fin reminiscent of a pleated skirt. her prominent amount of scales remind me of sequins. hell, her whole vibe REEKS of y2k in incredibly subtle and unique ways its so beautiful now that I've noticed it.. this inherently bold sense of fashion distinguishes her from other female characters (such as misty or shout) on the cast, her tall stature distinguishes her from other bombers.. the only other main character bearing a shadow of resemblance is young momo! which i find neat for a couple reasons I'm sure you could deduce yourself.

her fin on her back makes her look much more dangerous and reminds you that shes meant to be a weapon, along with her belt and much more mask like face shape. along with the sharper points but these details are subtle enough to overlook from an in universe perspective

screenshot from whataboutfractions, seriously guys she has a tail too and it rocks.

i was going to add thunder but the making of this post was so long, i feel like he gets a lot less flack for his design and i wanted to express my love for character design today, that and point out to people who probably agree with me why mermaid's design is important.

[lollipencil]

In The Pale Moonlight

Ok, so I was going about my day, then I saw this. And I just knew it would not leave me alone unless I did this. So, @harleyification I did a thing with your thing. Hope you don't mind. Everyone else, enjoy and be gentle.

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Thunder cracked loud enough to made the windows shudder. But that was not what woke Steven Grant up. The answer alluded him as usual, but not its source. "Marc," he softly called out, tears still trickling in thin streams down onto the bum bag acting as his pillow. No reply.

Sitting up, he blearily checked the watch Jake had found and managed to get working. 10:26 eventually came in focus. A sigh synced with a gust of wind that russled the tarp acting as a blanket.

"I'm up," Steven said into the seemingly empty warehouse, "I'm up." Shaking the stiffness out of his legs, Steven winced as his stomach complained: "Did we eat before sleeping?" "Somewhat," came the familar echoing voice of Khonshu, "three medium salted crackers and a... 'babyccino'." "Well, it's better than yesterday." "There are five of the crackers in the front pouch." Sighing half in contentment half in reluctent acceptence, Steven pulled two out of the pocket.

It had been a while since any of them had eaten a full meal, let alone three of them in a single day. Ever since arriving in Gotham. Jake and Marc had swore to him that they also had no memory of running away to Gotham, they had implied that they had plenty of reason to run away (something which, combined with the knowledge of having to share a body, took a while to digest), but hadn't actually done it. Steven suspected Khonshu had something to do with it.

Silently, he chewed as Khonshu made himself visible, seated on a dented barrel in front of him. "So," Steven began once finished, "We heading out?" "Indeed." At his very thought, Steven's suit hid their tatty hoodie and jeans from sight. "Best not keep everyone waiting then."

The first thing that he saw was the bat-signal lighting up the sky where the moon would normally be. "Looks like the big bad bat's about," Jake piped up, "Think we might got a cookie from him?" "More like a scolding," Marc added, still sounding a bit choked up. For most of the evening, nothing out of the ordinary happened. None of Batman's rouges was so much as faintly heard as they patroled, only low-level goons and muggers. Marc and Jake saw no reason to step in, Jake even falling back asleep as Steven dealt with a girl more nervous than her attempted victim.

Until midnight.

Two men cornering a kid in an alley. Only the tuff of dark hair was visible from behind their backs. Taking them out was the easiest thing that night; thrown pole for one, a punch for the other. "Hey," Steven soothed once he noticed the kid had used the distraction to hid behind a bin, taking off the suit, "It's ok. They're out cold. You got a phone to-?"

The kid had stepped out with a look of awe. Dressed in a domino mask and with a very notable traffic light colour scheme. "He's so little," Marc breathed, haunted by a similar image. "I haven't seen you before," Robin said with a wide grin, "Who are you? How'd you do that with the eyes and the white suit? Can you teach me the thing with the poles? How's Gotham treating you?" The rapid-fire questions suddenly stopped as Robin pulled out his phone and sent off a text before blinking back up at Steven: "Someone will pick these guys up when they can. You hungry?"

Steven almost said no. Then Khonshu appeared from the shadows behind Robin. He nodded. Which is how, just after midnight, Steven found himself following Robin into a all night diner with the promise of a burger.

"It's on me," Robin had assured before going in, showing a wad of cash discreetly. "Um, yes, hello? We would like two burgers. Uh, please?" Steven awkwardly ordered as Robin smiled by his side. If the sight of Robin standing and ordering food with a random boy was strange to the cashier, he hid it well behind a bored expression. "Do you want fries with that?" "Um, hold on, give me a sec," Steven ruffled about his pocket. The familer shard of mirror, edges blunted by duct tape, showed Marc waiting in his reflection. "What do I do?" Steven whispered to him. "Get the fries. You'll need the energy in the coming days," came the rather dramatic reply. "Yes, please," Steven turned his attention back to the cashier, not noticing Robin's expression, "the fries would be great."

The rain had finally started when their food came out. Jake crawled up near the front as the plate was set down in the table while Marc slinked away. "So," Robin popped a fry into his mouth, "Powers?" "Yeah, that's one way of putting it," Steven forwent decorum and went for the biggest bite he could. "What would be the other way?" Robin said around a smaller bite of his own.

Steven swallowed and thought. "What do you know about the egyptian gods?" he eventually asked. "I know that there were a lot of them," Robin slowly, almost shamefully, replied. "Well, a long, long, long time ago, they ruled in the open. And when they did, it was common practice to take up a avatar. Someone to carry out their will on this realm." "Like a butler?" Robin asked. "Yeah, close enough," Steven nodded between bites, "Priest would be closer, actually. Spreading the word and all that. After Egypt stopped worshipping them, most withdrew from humanity." "Most?"

For a moment, that night felt like it had just happened. Blood leaking through clenched fists, and a voice offering a deal. A promise for a promise. "All but one," Steven finally said, letting his eyes glow with power, "People still travel by night, and Khonshu refused to leave them unprotected. Even when it led to him being banished."

Silence stayed with them after that. Somehow, Steven managed to eat the whole burger plus some fries, with Robin happily picking up his slack on that front. A ping shattered the silence between them. Robin looked down at his phone, then back up: "He wants to talk."

It wasn't far, which in itself felt unfair. As the Batmobile grew more and more visible, every statement Steven, Jake, and a hastily woken Marc could come up with seemed to fall apart. "Just keep calm," Marc tried to sooth, "If things get bad, back off and we'll handle it." "Yeah," Jake tried to summon his usual bravado. Then the top opened with a hiss.

Smoothly, as if made from the shadows that covered the alley, Batman exited and stood before them. "Heya B," Robin grinned, "Remember what I asked for last week." "Hmm." "I mean, come on, he's perfect. Could use some training, but he's got a suit already and everything." "Wa-wait," Steven struggled to keep up, "What's going on?" Robin looked both smug and utterly innocent: "No offence, but based on your clothes I'd assume you're either homeless or in a bad situation. I want a brother, you need a good home, and you're already doing the whole 'mask' thing. It's a win for everyone!"

Jake laughed loud and sudden, almost making Steven flinch. "Little Birdie's good," he managed out through his giggles. Meanwhile, Batman had pulled out three pictures: "Which is you?"

Swallowing, Steven decided to be honest, "In a way, all of them, but me specifically, this one." The Bat tilted his head as he took in the one Steven had pointed at. "'In a way'?" "It's not something to be dicussed out in the open," Steven slowly stated, eyes flicking around as if someone else was going to pop out.

The three of them waited for him to push, to demand an answer. But he backed off. "Is he right?" Batman asked instead. At their lack of a reply, he held out his hand. Baffled, they stared at it as if the concept of a hand was foreign to them. "If he is right, you can come with us. It can be for as long as you want, even if it's just for a night." "Yeah, under that cowl, B's just a big ol' teddy bear," Robin added with a cheeky yet still genuine smile.

Emotions swirled and mixed inside them. Distrust. Confusion. Fustration. Hope. Khonshu sat the Batmobile, looking at them. He nodded again. And Steven's hand slid into the Batman's as though it had been made for it.

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Amaxon Thunder Earth 3

The Possible identity's of Amaxon Thunder from Young Justice #8 2019 as far as I can see are Diana Prince, Cassie Sandsmart, Donna Troy or Mary Marvel.

Diana Prince may seem an unlikely candidate, but you must remember two things. At this time Lois Lane was Super Woman and we have see Diana as a young subordinate before. In the 2010 film Justice League Crisis On Two Earths we see the Olympian working for Power Ring, who in external media was confirmed that this was the Diana Prince of this world. It could also explain the similarities between her outfit and the prime universe Wonder Woman outfit. In regards to her being a teen it can be explained by the permanent youth given to Femiscuera residence or an example of the many time traveling team ups she had with her own younger self in the Silver Age.

Cassie Sandsmart must be mentioned because in the fight Amaxon Thunder says "Therapeutic power of basically punching your own worst smug self in the face". This implies they look the same on the other hand it can just as easily be taken that they just look similar, but besides the comment they share very little in common. Artifact are how the Cassie original gained any power and most of Wonder Woman outfit has been blessed by different gods, so what if the similar outfit to Wonder Woman is because it is made up of the same artifacts. They would of course be stolen. Alternatively later in Cassie's continuity she was given a relationship with Zeus as a source to her powers. The only evidence that point to this is the Thunder found in her name. The different hair colour can be explained away with dye and a want to be like her idle.

Donna Troy main claim the hair colour, in regards to origins are already multiple choices and include plenty of opportunitys for her to go rogue. She could be "saved" and trained on this world's Femiscuera, raised by Vengeful Titans or all builders or weapon against the world. An argument can be made that her outfit could be similar to her original outfit.

Mary Marvel is in the in the running at all do to the Thunder in the name, the lightning that surrounds her and her role as Super Women in 2010 film Justice League Crisis On Two Earths. She may have even changed her name and loyalties to keep herself safe after Alexander Luther took the Mazahs role from Will Batson. If truth this would be an very interesting way to pay homage to the film.

As a final not the colour scheme of her outfit may be a reference to the Amerikan flag found in Trinity Of Sin #4 2013, the colours of which were predominantly red and black.

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I’m convinced I wrote this in my sleep because I don’t remember writing most of it and I am ridiculously tired right now. But hey, the prompt was ‘let’s celebrate’ so I wanted to write something light-hearted without thinking too much so I guess I’ve achieved that goal

@thunder-pride

AO3 link

Thunderbird One had a very large, very conspicuous pride flag painted along her hull.

Given their current surroundings, this did not stand out as much as one might expect, but it was certainly a marked change from that morning. Somehow, in the five hours since Alan had last seen the Thunderbird in the hangar to now, at Sydney Pride, the transformation had taken place without any prior warning or even the smallest of hints.

It wasn’t as if their support of the community wasn’t public knowledge – along with the fact that several of them were part of the aforementioned community. Gordon had somehow talked Brains into creating him a second baldric in pink, yellow and blue and promptly switched out his usual yellow for the pansexual-themed sash every pride month. Virgil had a tiny flag painted onto the Jaws of Life. Alan himself had slapped as many stickers as possible onto his astroboards.

International Rescue wasn’t even supposed to be making an appearance. These sorts of things usually had to be organised in advance with the help of their hardworking PR team.

Today, they were here as themselves. There wasn’t a flash of blue uniform to seen, although admittedly their outfits still stood out in the crowd; Virgil’s because of the intricate details of the design he’d painted onto his shirt, Alan’s because he couldn’t decide on a single colour scheme and so had opted for all of them, and Gordon’s because he resembled a walking disco ball. If Alan had considered his brother’s Hawaiian shirt bright then this was blinding and that was before he’d gotten hold of the glitter spray.

The glitter spray was currently in Kayo’s possession as Gordon demanded she reapplied it. His offended squawks were almost loud enough to be heard above the crowd.

“You nearly got it in my eyes!”

Kayo’s eyeroll was practically audible. “Stop whining. You’re fine.”

“I’m blinded, Kay.”

“You’re not, but we might be. How many sequins are you wearing?”

“Not enough.”

Neither of them had yet noticed the Thunderbird descending towards the top of a nearby apartment block in full view of the crowd. In their defence, the event was loud and so the rumble of VTOLs was mostly lost in the mix of music and merriment. But the clamour of voices and delighted shouts was fairly hard to miss.

Alan stared at One for a long minute, rubbing his knuckles against his eyes to check if his vision was playing tricks on him. It took a moment to remember that he’d probably just smeared glitter across his face. Dangit.

“Holy shit,” Gordon exclaimed gleefully, finally glimpsing One. “He actually did it.”

Kayo tossed the glitter spray into Gordon’s bag. “I thought Scott was busy today?”

Gordon waved a hand vaguely. Kayo hooked her fingers through the mesh of his shirt and yanked him off the curb. He twisted to face her with an offended yelp and Alan reached back to steady him before he could slip on the mess of confetti coating the street.

“Start talking, fishboy,” Kayo demanded. It was genuinely impressive how she managed to maintain an intimidating aura whilst wearing rhinestones. “What do you know?”

Gordon attempted to back up a pace. “To be fair, he didn’t lie to you. He has been busy today. Just… you know. Arranging certain things. Like, uh, surprises.”

“Gordon, I swear.” Kayo jabbed a finger at him until he went cross-eyed. “You know I hate surprises.”

“You’ll like this one!”

Alan was still caught up in the pride flag on Thunderbird One. It wasn’t just a small painting but a large-scale expanse of colour over her silver hull, sparkling in the sunshine. Cameras flashed and phones buzzed. #ThunderPride was probably already trending across social media. He spun around to Gordon with a breathless grin to match the giddy joy which had been fizzing under his skin ever since they’d touched down on Australian soil that morning.

“Did you know?”

Gordon gave a nonchalant shrug.

“Possibly. I might have mentioned the fact that this is the first pride you’ve been to since you came out. Or, you know, ever. I mean, I just intended for him to turn up but apparently he took ‘showing support’ to the next level. Which is awesome.” He fished his phone out of his pocket. “Oh, hey. We’re trending.”

“Scott’s trending,” Kayo corrected.

Gordon elbowed her. “Actually, Thunderbird One is trending if you want to be technical and boring.” He rose onto his toes to glimpse something over her shoulder. “If you turn around now, you’ll see your surprise.”

The streets were packed with so many people that it was near impossible to pick anyone out from the rest. Confetti drifted in the air, constantly churned into glittering clouds. Music sought out any hint of sadness and banished it to leave joy and acceptance in its wake.

Alan had never seen so much colour in one place. He couldn’t stop smiling. Even Kayo seemed at ease, with her flag wrapped around her shoulders and the flower crown that Virgil had talked her into wearing. Then she let out a shout and flung herself at the person who had arrived with Scott.

“Hello, darling,” Penelope greeted her, unable to repress laughter as Kayo pulled her into a hug. She had little beads woven into her blonde hair and had embellished a pastel pink dress with pins. The flag painted onto her upper arm was not her own, however. “I’m wearing it in John’s honour since he won’t attend such a crowded event,” she explained, sensing Alan’s confusion.

Kayo looped an arm around Penelope’s shoulders. “You told me you had a conference today.”

“I did, but not anymore. We thought it would be a nice surprise.”

“We?” Scott questioned, arms spread to let Gordon cover him in glitter spray.

Penelope gave an exasperated sigh. “It was mostly Scott’s idea.”

“Mostly,” Scott echoed. “It was entirely my idea, but whatever makes you happy, Pen.” He batted away Gordon’s hands. “Okay, squid. That’s enough glitter.”

“You can never have enough glitter,” Gordon declared.

Kayo stole the glitter spray. “I’m confiscating this.”

Scott scanned the crowd. “Where’s Virgil?”

“Oh, we sent him to get food like an hour ago.” Gordon didn’t seem particularly concerned by their brother’s disappearance. “Queues are crazy. He’ll probably be back soon. He won’t miss the parade anyway and that starts in ten minutes.”

“By we sent Virgil to get food,” Kayo interjected, “Gordon means that he bugged Virgil into agreeing to get some by being annoying as fu-”

Penelope clamped a hand over Kayo’s mouth – the only person who could get away with that without immediately being murdered. “There are children around.”

“-fudge,” Kayo finished. “Annoying as fudge.”

“It’s not my fault that I have a fast metabolism,” Gordon protested. “I get hungry quickly, you know that. I’m a growing guy!”

“You haven’t grown in years,” Scott pointed out.

“Shut up, Scotty. Not everyone can have your freaky height.”

“John does.”

“John’s weird.”

Kayo cut in with a mischievous smirk. “Just accept the fact that you’re short, Gords.”

“I am not short!”

“Uh huh,” Scott deadpanned, propping his elbow on Gordon’s head. “Sure. Whatever you say.”

Gordon shoved him away. “I can’t believe you’re bullying me at Pride. Isn’t that a hate crime? Rude. Get outta here, Scooter.”

“I painted a flag on One,” Scott defended himself. “Isn’t that enough for you?”

“You painted a flag on One for Alan.”

“I painted it to show support for everyone.”

“But mostly for Alan.”

“Wait, really?” Alan tore his gaze away from the crowd to stare at his eldest brother. He couldn’t quite keep his voice steady as emotion spread outwards in his chest. “You did that for me?”

Scott wrapped an arm around his shoulders and tugged him close. “It’s your first Pride, Allie. That can be pretty overwhelming. I just wanted to make you feel as supported as possible.”

“Because you’re a softie,” Gordon stage whispered.

“Whatever, shortass,” Scott retorted, ignoring Gordon’s outraged gasp. “Yeah, Al, it’s mostly for you, but it’s also important for people to know IR supports them.”

Virgil finally reappeared with armfuls of various goodies which Gordon and Kayo dived on like a pair of ravenous gulls. His gaze travelled from Scott to TB1 and then to Penelope.

“Scott,” he sighed fondly, “When I said don’t go overboard, this is what I meant. You were supposed to show up with a pride flag.”

“And I did,” Scott agreed cheerfully. “I just happened to paint it on my Thunderbird, that’s all. John suggested using a hologram but that felt like cheating. Go big or go home, right?”

Penelope seized Kayo’s hand. “The parade is about to start!”

Gordon barrelled ahead, a livewire of pure energy. “Hurry up! I want a good view!”

The entire day had been a whirlwind so far. There was an undercurrent of pure joy which wove through every soul present; the elation at having the precious freedom to celebrate themselves and the people they loved. Smiles were exchanged freely. Everyone seemed welcoming and kind. Compliments were treated like currency. Alan was struck by a wave of pure fondness for everyone around him, so much so that it left him momentarily frozen.

“Hey.” Virgil’s hand landed on his shoulder. “You okay, Allie?”

“Yeah.” Alan jolted himself out of the trance. “Yeah, I’m great.” He grabbed Virgil’s hand. “C’mon! Let’s celebrate!”

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FFXIV Fanfest 2024 - Dawn Trail - Krile indeed Pictomancer

EEee Nutkin is his pet!!!!! PAINTER!!!!!!!!! Ok Pictomancer - A Relm Arrowny fights on I like how fun this looks. Am curious how far the paint medium changes with weapons HRothgal!!!!

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Let's see how far I managed mythril foil hat as the broadcasr goes on

Mythril foil hat disclaimer

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Shinjuku Elpis Domain Expansion this? Days of Elpis Lostbelt adrift - LB 7 this?

Somehow TIMEY WHIMEY BALL Set right what went wrong because someone(Alexander/Tycoon/Omega/ pick one) was playing with time and an entire Allagan civilization(because someone else was playing with time and streams collide) got stuck in time!!!!

The original citizens can't leave their city but others can visit them

How advance is Allagan or Elpis past? Ghost in the shell - In view of the locked in time thing A bunch of Allagan had tried to replicate creation magic and cross the time streams and time lock happened. Allagan brains in biological shell (a la Doga nd Unei) to wake up later and see how world progress but the original citizens can't leave their city Garlemald had wanted to come here for their tech but Zenos happened

Young lady in white is key to this but is sealed in there. A Riona to seal Ultimecia?

Why is the word "Levin" in used? Jenova is coming Ultimecia is also coming because of all the magical people and timey whimey magic Laguna Laguna All your Cids combined and futuristic timeline happened!!! Dangit Nero!!!! What have you done?! The bespectacled Miqo'te over there is involved in solution nine somehow.

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What are the odds of Hylnyan going short Hrothgar(176-180 as with her OC Cat shpeshifter) for future town? Unconfirm if she's half Hrothgar or not on her father's side, mainly because she's already taller than the average Miqo'te.

Free Fantasia yes? maybe? Be taller than Thancred and start combing his hair like mother cat or something. To be the one carrying him instead This --> a Hrothgar NPC with a thing for Thancred and carrying him under her arm or slung over her shoulder because she can run faster than him. And they are fleeing from very big trouble Yeah I ship him with Miqo'te, Au Ra and Hrothgar women because he has a thing for tails.

Garlenmald rebuilding on the moon? Rebuilding civilization that Meteion destroyed? Help them makes sense of what had went down?

Dyes - Further minion replication of clothes - OC's colour scheme to come mayhaps~~~~ Thanks Yoshi-P!

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Obligatory mention of Jack Van Burace and Hanpan. I would squee if Nutkin ends up being being a grappling hook to rope across some cliff/broken bridge or something

Hylnyan ends up being Beastmaster if not Viper to avoid stealing Krile pictomancer thunder _during MSQ_

Pictomancer looks wicked cool but Hylnyan's weird aether is slower to effectively manifest for Pictormancer during MSQ. Main BRD-DRK dropping into GNB for solidarity

[theworldgate]

Set reveals/details from GenCon Summarised

Warning: this got long. Anyway:

Ravnica Remastered: Dominaria Remastered but make it Ravnica! Includes old border shocks [presumably all of them], as well as old border versions of Krenko, Mob Boss [shown on twitter] and possibly Arclight Phoenix [shown in the YT video, unsure why it was swapped out], presumably amongst others. Murders at Karlov Manor: It's a murder mystery set! On Ravnica! Also part of the Omenpath arc somehow? Presumably someone of note will die and also a lot of other people. Recognisable characters in the key art are Aurelia (Boros), Massacre Girl (Rakdos adjacent but not necessarily in the guild), and Krenko. There's also an Izzet Viashino, a woman who is aesthetically a cross between Rakdos and Orzhov, and a guy with a who I do not recognise but has Main Character Energy. (I'd guess Massacre Girl is playing the role of Genocider Syo in this production of Dangan Ronpa, in that she is very much a serial mass murderer but with a very specific method of mass murdering that rules her out. Heck I think her murder method is also scissors adjacent wtf) Main Character Energy guy also appears in another piece of art, with possibly-Kaya in the background? (The colour scheme fits Orzhov, the purple glow is very Kaya, and the gold headband matches "Kaya, Orzhov Usurper" but the outfit is a bit different to what she's been seen in previously) And also possibly Etrata? The art I'm on about:

Also there's a Cluedo variant. Probably a Cluedo-like version of Explorers of Ixalan, which I own somewhere and sleeved up and never got round to playing. Anyway. Universes Beyond: Fallout: A Commander deck release, so more Doctor Who than Lord of the Wings. Covers four factions. Speculation: Brotherhood of Steel are a dead cert but otherwise... like there has to be Supermutants and other wasteland dangers (Raiders feels like a weak basis for a deck), and I'd guess either the Enclave or the Syndicate. 4th is a toss-up. NCR doesn't quite have the iconic characters, Minutemen are only in one game, Ceasar's Legion is Problematic to say the least... doing the whole Nevada would be cool but unlikely... (The Courier as a WUBRG Legendary Scout?). In any case, it will not be coming to Magic Arena.

Outlaws of Thunder Junction: Wild West set and notionally an interdimensional villain team up. Has a new, Native American-coded, character. Mark invited us to recognise 'villains' in a key art picture but at a guess it's not as cut-and-shut as it was in vision design given that said character has a distinctive spiky weapon that is visible in there.

But anyway, returning characters there are: Vraska, Oko, and Rakdos (maybe he did all those murders at Karlov Manor). There's also a very short character who I can't pinpoint (like not "Nissa" or "me" short, "small child" short and so my default guess would be Animatou but she seems more likely to be wearing a dress), and another humanoid who's around Vraska's height. For that last one, I'd guess (and others have guessed) that they're Jace by process of "they're about Vraska's height and also stood next to Vraska". That figure does have very distinctive shoulder pads, but I can't pinpoint where I've seen them before if ever and the cowboy hat really throws off figuring out other parts of the sillhouette.

From inference, this will also mark the end of the "Omenpath" sub-arc of whatever the next big arc will be. Modern Horizons III: The third Modern Horizons, but this time with Double-faced cards! Mark used the phrase "turns into a Planeswalker" as an example so presumably we've got a card that turns into a Planeswalker in there. It will also be coming to Arena! In addition to the snake lady (as in, lady accompanied by giant snakes), we see art of a demon angel (demons and/or angels presumably being a theme) and the three Eldrazi titans in the sea stirring stuff up (literally).

Assassin's Creed: It will have some new kind of booster and I would put money on it being an Aftermath-style "epilogue booster" but called "beyond boosters" instead because "epilogue booster" would be a weird thing to put on the first boxes of Assassin's Creed Magic cards, yes. Bloomburrow: The little mouse vs giant [actual regular-sized] elemental wolf set! It's a no-humanoids set, though maybe we'll see one very confused humanoid who wandered in on an Omenpath. It's also the start of the "Dragonstorm" arc which is probably why Ultimate is (spoilers!) a return to Tarkir. It's the anthropomporphic small furry animals (actually small!) plane. Naturally, there be squirrels. It's also a weird kind of reverse palette cleanser for... Duskmourn: House of Horror: Really going into the 70s/80s Horror tropes. Think "Betrayal at House on the Hill" the entire plane is somehow a single mansion and presumably it's some Oldwalker's murder plane that got linked into the wider multiverse by omenpaths. [Further speculation: I am going to pre-emptively guess that Nissa and Chandra turn up here, if only because ending up on the H. H. Holmes murder house plane (that also serves both Eldrazi and New Phyrexia in one of the images we see) feels like exactly the sort of thing that would happen to the woman who by sheer luck and possibly also a carefully planned trap on the part of the Phyrexians ended up separated from everyone on the strike team but Lukka.] Innistrad Remastered: Ravnica Remastered, but make it Innistrad! Tennis: Interplanar death race! Takes place across three planes, two of which we've seen as settings for premier [standard-legal] sets but haven't returned to, and one that we've seen on cards but not as a setting for a premier set. Concept art includes a spooky jeep (like... an actual modern car but piloted by a beast-demon-ghost), and a motorbike that looks like a bright red collab between Kaladesh and New Cappena.

Ultimate (Frisbee): Hey, turns out all those very strong hints in Aftermath at a return to Tarkir were hinting at a return to Tarkir! We're also supposedly gonna get the best of both worlds [or, rather, timelines] and I am so sorry that I cannot come up with anything that scans to the Hannah Montana theme song as commentary on that. It's also the end of the Dragonstorm (sub-)arc by inference which... yes if the 'Dragonstorm' arc isn't beginning on the dragon plane I guess it would make sense for it to end there. Final Fantasy: Full on proper set by the look-see of it. It's meant to cover all 16 mainline games, unclear on whether it includes all the supplemental sets. Kind of wild, actually, given that Final Fantasy had a trading card game and also... my god that's a lot of characters though it's not like there's not a bajillion mega crossovers anyway. (like presumably it's the Dissidia card game or something). Also man fitting that to the colour pie will be interesting...

Volleyball: Magic the Gathering IN SPACE. Like. Literally that's the concept (well, top down Space Opera a la Star Wars. Not as far out as it sounds - I feel like it's a common old CRPG trope and so probably already in D&D to begin with. Still very in concepting. Also the beginning of the [CENSORED] arc. The name itself is a spoiler! (presumably for the ending of the dragonstorm arc which, as far as arc names go, does seem like it might be spoilery)

Wrestling: Return to Lorwyn/Shadowmoor! It looks like there will be some radical changes, which will be interesting to square with The Invasion of Lorwyn card but tbh I think feeling free to engage in light retcons to make a better game is fine.

eXtreme Sports: Unlike Elon Musk, WotC does not have an obsession with the letter 'X' and so instead we move swiftly on to...

Yachting: Return to Arcaivos! [Speculation: FOR PLOT REASONS because I don't think Arcaivos was that popular but... uh, Will and Rowan and Quintorius and Liliana and also the biggest library in the multiverse and it can show off Omenpaths so it's kinda weird that oh god it's like two years away anyway]

Ziplining: An capstone event set of some description! Mark was unable to say anything, but he did reveal, probably on accident that there will be a villain! Also it will happen somewhere! It is also the end of the [CENSORED] (sub-)arc and the Codenamed-Metronome 3 year arc.