#to her thats the only thing she can do to balance out her scales. and that’s the least she can do for all the horrors she’s inflicted

[swordmaid]

the yves/orin dynamic I hc is so hhhhhjjmyhhhhhhdhdghh scrumptious to me bc yves was orin’s biggest tormentor. yves constantly berated orin and thought she was useless, and she made her grievance known. like yves constantly preaching abt how orin is so useless and worthless and the only thing that’s significant to her is the blood in her veins and unlike her, she will never gain bhaal’s favour and she’s always going to be a mongrel chasing her heel for a sliver of recognition…! and the fact that yves - besides being bhaal’s bride and chosen - was one of the head priestess of His church meant that she influenced others to think similarly too. orin was also one of the constant victims of yves’ nasty tantrums and when she’s feeling particularly curious and she wants to see how a shapeshifter’s inner organs work mid shifting orin is the first one she takes to experiment on. like yves in her dead three was SO nasty and horrible and her cruelty is so deliberate and calculated. unlike her god yves was not reckless nor chaotic, rather, she was very meticulous and executed everything she did with precision hence why I think she worked well with gortash bc she isn’t unpredictable like orin.

but anyway, yves being so horrible and nasty to orin so when orin FINALLY managed to stage her little coup, it is a very satisfying and vindicating moment. now she gets to see the woman who made her life living hell kneel and break open like an egg, and she WILL watch with a smile in her face. now she has a chance to prove her worth, and to show everyone that yves was wrong abt everything and she IS bhaal’s chosen, and i think yves would actually be proud of her for finally standing up for herself lol.

but then orin makes the fatal mistake of not killing yves 😔

[awanderingtortoise]

i really love how much jack and belle complement each other with how polar their strengths and weaknesses are. it goes so deep into the relationship but ill discuss two examples: for one, the learning styles. so belle's very theoretical/educated approach as to jack's experience-based and hands-on learning. jack is very much hands on, kinesthetic, and experiential in his learning. thats because of his circumstances, not just the fact that hes dyslexic and really struggles to learn text-wise, though thats a factor. life in london with fagin-- from the beginning he had to learn on his feet. thievery is very much a hands on learning thing. then he goes on TRANSFERRING those skills of quick thinking, adaptability and quick fingers when he is thrust all of a sudden into surgery and war in the navy. thats really proof of how intelligent he is, that speed of learning and transferring skills, though its not a 'traditional' kind of smart. his physical dexterity is very much echoed in his mental dexterity, an aspect i love in how his character was built.

BELLE, on the other hand, total opposite. she literally cant get experience; shes a woman, shes a governor's daughter expected to live and act like a proper woman. though her headstrong nature and the way she swings around her privilege like a flaming torch lets her get experience later, she spent most of her pre-show life learning from books because that was the only resource she had. she's educated, she's rich, and she's really really smart and really really determined, so she CAN and WILL learn.

another thing is their worldview. belle's very much visionary and idealistic, jack is a realist. theyre both limited by society (not EQUALLY, and not in the same way, but they are both limited by society), but they respond in opposite, and equally flawed but valid ways, and its literally only with each other that they are able to balance out that response to the world and be the best they can be. they learn from eachother: belle gets a crash course in the reality of abusive governance and empathy for the realities of the lower class, jack is able to open his eyes to how much he can initiate change on the global scale with his skill.

belle's upbringing makes it so she has the social power and desire to fight and advocate for herself, something evident from the moment she threatened jack in episode 1 (essentially 'teach me or go to jail, fucker'). now the morals of that im not going to get into, but its a kind of power jack never had. because poverty. hence his complacency to hospital standards he doesnt agree with, because while belle can afford to fuck around and find out, he could lose his job with a single misstep.

BUT BUT BUT, with her at his side; his experience plus her social status and her idealistic vision for the world, theyre able to do SO MUCH GOOD! for the world, for eachother. she pushes him and he balances her out and opens her eyes to reality. he doesnt shatter her idealism but shes exposed for the first time to the dark side of the system her father runs: why people steal, why its not as morally black and white as theyd like her to think. but they literally couldnt do any of this: the revolutionary surgeries, the personal development, without eachother.

they change each other, irreversibly, for the better. thats a powerful relationship.

[waitimcomingtoo]

Part Of Your World ~ p.p

chapter five: ready to stand

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“Todays the day!”

You’d been moved to Bruce’s sensory deprivation tanks after Peter went to sleep so you would have more room to swim around. You were so excited for the day to come that you stayed up all night. Once you saw the sun had risen in the sky, you called out to anyone who could hear you.

“Todays the day!” You called again. Finally, Peter, Tony, Pepper, and Dr. Strange sleepily wandered into the room. You clapped your hands in excitement and swam to the edge of the tank.

“Todays the day!” You repeated. Peter let out a yawn before bending down to kiss you hello.

“So I’ve heard.” Dr. Strange mumbled.

“I had to hear it all night. That and some singing that was actually quite lovely.” Tony remarked.

“That’s my siren song. All mermaids have one.”

“Will she still have that once she gets her legs?” Peter asked Strange.

“Let’s find out, shall we?” Strange said, making you grin.

“I can’t wait. I can’t believe this is finally happening.” You gushed.

“What’s the first thing you’re gonna do once you get your legs?” Pepper asked as she pulled a plain white dress over your head so that you’d be covered once you got your legs.

“I just want to stand.” You answered honestly. “Even that will be enough.”

“Strange, are we ready? I think she’s waited long enough.” Peter asked.

“Did you clear the saltwater clause with her?” Strange asked Peter.

“Yeah. She was all for it.” Peter lied and avoided eye contact.

“Great. Then let’s get started.” Strange clapped and walked over to the tank.

“You’re surprisingly eager.” Peter smiled in surprise.

“Thats because the faster I do this, the faster you leave me alone.” Strange said, making Peters smile fall.

“Okay. Damn. Love you too.” Peter mumbled.

“Are you ready?” Strange asked you.

“I was born ready.” You nodded assuredly.

“Okay. Let’s do this.” Strange said and started to move his hands in a circle.

You watched in amazement as orange sparks followed his fingers and began to form squares and triangles. Your eyes followed his movements and your tail began to tingle. Peter chewed on his nails as you pulled your tail into the tank and heard it splash into the water. Strange kept moving his hands around and you watched as the scales on your waist slowly flipped over and left skin in their absence. The rest of your body followed suit and you felt your tail tighten, then begin to separate. Peter couldn’t tell what was happening until you shot one of your legs out of the water. Your jaw was dropped as you wiggled your toes for the first time. Pepper and Tony started to clap and Strange was secretly proud of himself.

You, on the other hand, were in utter disbelief. In the water before you were two legs that matched the rest of your body. They were smooth and soft like a baby since they were brand new. After all those years of watching the humans use them, you finally had a pair of your own. You carefully ran your hand along your entire right leg, then the entire left one. You let looked down and let out a gasp.

“What’s wrong?” Peter worried and rushed over to you.

“I have a pagina!” You shouted in excitement.

“Vagina. With a “V”, babe.” Peter corrected you.

“Oh.” You frowned.

“She’s sounds disappointed.” Tony mumbled to Pepper.

“Can you stand?” Dr. Strange asked you. You held out your hands and Peter scooped you up to take you out of the tub. You felt your feet touch the soft bath mat for the first time and sucked in a sharp breath. You looked up at Peter and smiled in disbelief. He firmly held onto your arms as he steadied you so that you could stand on your hand. He slowly let go of you but you wobbled and began to fall, so he caught you. You tried to stand again and this time, you were able to balance.

“I’m standing.” You whispered to yourself. It always seemed like something you’d only ever get to experience in your dreams. Finally, after years of wishing on every star in the sky, you had your very own pair of legs. The world looked entirely different now that you were right side up. You felt like you were as tall as the buildings you’d seen.

“Do you want to try to take a step?” Peter asked you. You nodded and gripped his forearms to steady yourself. Peter took a step backwards so that you could take a step forward. When you did this, you felt sharp pains in your legs that made your knees buckle. You shook yourself out to get rid of the pins and needles and tried again. This step was just as painful and made you fall to your knees.

“What’s the matter?” Peter asked as he helped you stand up again.

“It feels like I’m walking on broken shells.” You winced as you held on to Peter.

“Strange, what’s going on?” Peter asked, angry that the spell was physically hurting you.

“I told you there might be consequences when you mess with nature.” Strange sighed. “She has legs, but every step she takes is painful.”

“Ow.” You flinched as another sharp pain went through your legs. Peter scooped you up and held you in his arms so you wouldn’t be hurt anymore. You weren’t looking at him because you were trying not to cry. The greatest moment of your life had been ripped from you before you had a chance to fully experience it. Peter could tell you were disappointed and needed to make it better.

“Can you fix it?” Peter asked on your behalf.

“Let me try something else.” Strange said. You nodded and he started to work his magic again. You felt your legs tingling and your veins glowed a golden orange. Peter carefully set you down. You didn’t feel any pain this time and instead felt the excitement of it all return.

“How’s that?” Peter asked you. “Is it painful?”

You opened your mouth to tell him no, but no words came out. You tried to speak about and touched your throat in confusion when the ability to speak felt foreign to you.

“What’s wrong?” Peter began to panic when he saw your face. You opened your mouth to tell him everything was okay, but Peter only heard silence.

“Strange, what’s going on?” Peter demanded as he held you steady.

“I’m not sure.” Dr. Strange admitted. “It appears that giving her legs took away her voice.”

“Why would that happen?” Pepper asked as she watched you struggle to form words.

“I have no idea. I’ve never performed this spell before.”

“Can it be fixed?” Tony questioned.

“I’m not sure.” Strange said with defeat. Peter looked at you and saw that you were frantically trying to talk but couldn’t.

“You’re the one who cast the spell. You need to figure this out.” Peter said angrily.

“The laws of magic don’t always obey the one casting the spell. There must be some other reason she can’t speak and walk at the same time.”

“What kind of reason?” Peter asked quietly, beginning to suspect he might be the reason behind the spell going wrong.

“There could be a million reasons.” Strange sighed. “Maybe it’s something within her. Maybe she didn’t really want this. Maybe she changed her mind.”

You shook your head profusely to let everyone know you hadn’t changed your mind. Peter felt tremendous guilt knowing he had not been able to fulfill the promise he made you. You had legs, but had to sacrifice something you loved. You looked into his eyes and could see how distraught he was. To Peters surprise, you smiled. He furrowed his eyebrows as you put your hand on his face and leaned in to kiss him.

“It’s okay.” You mouthed, and he understood. You then turned to Dr. Strange and took his hand.

“Thank you.” You mouthed to him. Dr. Stranger wasn’t able to hide the guilt he felt over disappointing you and put a hand on your face.

“I’ll figure out what went wrong. I’ll get you your voice back. I promise.” He told you. You opened your mouth to tell him not to make promises he couldn’t keep, but no sound came out.

“She doesn’t like hearing promises that can’t be kept.” Peter said defensively. You looked down and smiled at how well he knew you. Strange was about to come back at Peter when Tony stepped between them.

“I gotta be honest guys, I’m not in the mood for a cat fight. Let’s all settle down and celebrate the fact that this mermaid we’ve known for less than 24 hours has gotten her life long wish. Congrats on your stems, Y/n.” Tony said sincerely and patted your back. You smiled and clapped your hands before looking down at your new legs. You missed your voice, sure, but you couldn’t dwell on that when you’d just been given the ultimate gift.

“Let’s take her to the physical therapy room and teach her to walk while Strange figures this spell thing out.” Pepper suggested.

Peter nodded and scooped you up to carry you to the PT room. Once inside, he put you between two parallel bars so that you could balance yourself while you stood.

“Okay. Walking isn’t too hard. Babies learn to do it so how hard could it be? Try to take a few steps.” Peter instructed. You nodded and gripped the bars as you lifted a foot off the floor. You immediately lost your balance and felt to your knees. You gave Peter an embarrassed smile as he helped you back up.

“That’s okay. You’re learning. It’s gonna take a few tries. You just have to get back up again.”

You took Peters words to heart and nodded your head. You balanced yourself and took a step forward. You tried to take another step but your ankle gave out and you almost fell.

“Before you fall, catch yourself with your other foot. See?” Peter demonstrated it for you as he walked back and forth. You watched him carefully before trying for yourself. You took one step, then another. You almost fell down but caught yourself the way Peter showed you. You walked to the end of the bars and when you reached Peter, you threw your arms around him to kiss him.

“You did it! You just took your first steps!” Peter cheered you on as he scooped you up. He gently set you down on the floor and made sure you were balanced.

“Let’s do that a few more times before we try without the bars.”

You obliged to Peters suggestion and walked back and forth, feeling like a master by your fifth lap. You gave Peter a look that said you wanted to try without the bars so he guided you over to the wall.

“Lean one hand on the wall for balance and let go when you’re ready, let go.” Peter told you. You nodded your head and did as he suggested. The wall was cool against your fingertips as you walked along it. Walking felt a lot different from swimming. There were so many possibilities now that you had legs. You could go anywhere and do anything. As you thought about all the things you’d be able to do now, you didn’t realize you’d been walking without the support of the wall. Peter didn’t say anything because he didn’t want to ruin the momentum of your stride. You weren’t thinking about it, so you were walking perfectly. By the time you reached the door, you realize you’d been walking all by yourself.

“I did it!” You screamed inside your head. Nothing but a squeak came out and you felt slightly disappointed. You wanted to scream and sing and express your feelings, but no words came out. Peter noticed your sudden mood change and walked over to you.

“I know it’s tough not being able to speak. But this isn’t permanent. Strange is gonna find a way to fix this.”

You smiled sadly and nodded your head. You didn’t really believe there was a solution, but you didn’t want Peter to know that. You stepped forward and enveloped him in a hug so that he knew how much you appreciated everything he had done. Peter hugged you back and felt his guilt return. He brought Pepper in to watch you practice walking and went to go find Dr. Strange. He ended up finding him with his legs folded and hovering in the air and different versions of himself whisked around his head. Peter cleared his throat and he came down.

“I’ve been going through all the possibilities but I can’t figure out why that spell wouldn’t work.” Dr. Strange told Peter.

“Me either. But she seems okay so far. She’s just happy to have legs.”

“The novelty of the legs will wear off.” Strange waved his hand. “She’s gonna miss her voice. Especially if her dad was as controlling as you said. She can finally speak freely without him hearing but her ability to talk has been stripped.”

Peter gulped and looked down as he further leaned into the idea that this was his fault. He didn’t think it was a coincidence that he lied to you and Strange and now the spell went wrong.

“She knew about the saltwater thing, right? She made that choice to keep her tail if she goes in the ocean?” Strange asked for confirmation.

“Of course.” Peter lied.

“Because if she didn’t, the spell would’ve been corrupted.” Strange said as he carefully studied Peters reaction.

“What do you mean?” Peter gulped.

“I mean, if I or she didn’t have all the information, the spell would not go as planned.” Strange explained. Peter stayed quiet and Strange shut his eyes in frustration.

“Peter, you didn’t lie to me, did you?”

“No.” Peter said immediately. “You had all the information. There must have been some other reason the spell went wrong.”

“Peter.” Strange said warningly.

“I should really go check on her. Thanks for everything.” Peter said and left before Strange could ask him anymore questions. He went back to see you in the PT room, but stopped when he passed a vase of flowers in the hallway. He looked around for anyone watching before taking the flowers out of the vase and hiding them behind his back. When he entered the room, you and Pepper stopped your practice and looked to Peter. He took the flowers out from behind his back and held them out for you.

“Y/n, I would like to take you on a date tonight. A real date.” Peter smiled shyly as you accepted the flowers. You held them to your nose to smell them before breaking into a smile. You went to tell him yes, but your smile dropped when you realized you couldn’t. Pepper was quick to jump in and cheer you up.

“How about I take you into my closet and we can try on some things? What you wear on the first date is very important.”

You smiled again and nodded eagerly. Peter gave Pepper a grateful look as she took you by the hand and brought you back to the giant master bathroom.

“Okay, in the kindest way I can say this, you might want to shower before your date. You smell like you’ve been in the ocean for…well, your whole life.”

You peered inside her shower and felt overwhelmed by all the bottles and jars she had in there. It looked very different from Peters little bathtub.

“Don’t get stressed. It’s very simple. Let me show you what to do.”

You watched and took mental notes as Pepper explained to you the difference between shampoo and conditioner and when to use each. She turned the water on for you and gave you your own loofah before leaving you be. The water felt strange on your face as you stepped under it. You’d only ever been submerged in water so the rainfall felt foreign to you. You washed your hair the way she told you too and heard the rings and shells you had braided into it drop to the floor. You dried off when you were all done and wrapped yourself in a towel the way you’d seen humans do before going out to find Pepper.

“That’s much better. Now let’s find you a dress.” Pepper said as she took your hand. She brought you to another room and turned on the light, making your jaw drop on the floor. Her closet was bigger than Peters bedroom and had floor to ceiling racks of clothes in every color. You trailed your fingertips along her many shelves of shoes as she hunted for the perfect dress. After selecting a light blue sun dress that she wore on her first date ever as a 16 year old girl. She had hung on to it all these years even though it looked out of place in her closet along her suits and dresses. She knew it was the perfect fit for you and brought it over to you. You were busy looking at her shelf of purses and touching them all with careful fingertips. You looked over your shoulder at her and lit up when you saw the dress. You ran to it and gently ran your hands along it, sighing at the soft fabric. You then gestured around her closet before pointing at her clock.

“What time is it?” She asked and you shook your head.

“Oh. How long have I been collecting?” She asked again and you nodded this time.

“I’ve never really thought of my closet as a collection, but I guess it kind of is. Most of this stuff is from after I met Tony. But I’ve kept a few pieces from my past.” She told you. You held up the dress and raised your eyebrows.

“Exactly. This is from my past. I keep it around to remind me that while I may be married to a millionaire now, a boy once took me on a date to see When Harry Met Sally and bought me a soda.” Pepper told you. Your eyebrows knit together and she laughed lightly.

“It’s a movie. I’ll tell Peter to show it to you one day.” She explained. You wanted to ask what soda was, but you didn’t have the words.

“Put on the dress and then meet me in the bathroom for some makeup. Okay?” Pepper said and kindly squeezed your hand. You nodded in excitement and got dressed as soon as she left the room. Once you were done, you found her in the bathroom sitting in front of a giant vanity with two white plush chairs in front of it. She patted the chair next to her and you sat down. You watched as Pepper got out her makeup bag and unzipped it. Your eyes widened with each item she took out of it. It was nothing like what you’d collected from ship wrecks things that washed up on shore. It was all sorts of brushed and tubes and pots that you couldn’t imagine the use for.

“This is called eyeshadow. I’m gonna go with a neutral brown on your outer V and a champagne color on the center of your eyelid.” She explained. You had no idea what any of that meant, so you just sat and watched as Pepper opened up an eyeshadow palette and took out a brush. You instinctively shut your eyes and felt the tickle of the brush as she applied your eyeshadow.

“So, you and Peter, huh?” Pepper asked, making you smile shyly.

“I see that smile. He’s got the same one whenever he looks at you. I’ve known the kid a couple years now. I’ve never seen him this passionate about anything. Not even being his job.”

You put your hand over your heard and looked into Peppers eyes to try and tell her how you felt. She didn’t understand at first, so you patted your heart before pointing outward.

“Oh. You think you love him, don’t you?” Pepper smiled softly when she realized what you were trying to say. You nodded eagerly and she let out a small sigh.

“Love is a big word.” She said quietly. You made a face to show that you understood that but knew your feelings were real.

“It’s funny. We’d been on that boat all day before Peter had fallen in. If he had went over the railing just an hour before, we would’ve been over a totally different part of the ocean. You wouldn’t have ever found him.”

You smiled and pointed to yourself before pointing to Peppers closet. She looked confused so you frantically pointed to yourself again and then pointed hard at her closet.

“You called my closet a collection before. Do you collect too?” She asked as she tried to figure out what you wanted to say. You nodded to show her she was right. Then you pointed in the direction of Peters room before hugging yourself

“I’ve been collecting things that fell into the water my whole life. But he is the best thing part of my collection.” You wanted to tell her. But she wasn’t understating your gestures and you knew she never would. As much as you loved your new legs, you really missed your voice.

“Peter’s a pretty good kid, isn’t he?” Pepper noted. She applied your mascara while your eyes were closed and you flinched from the strange feeling.

“Sorry. I’m almost done with the eyes.” She said as she put her mascara down. You picked up her phone again to type.

“Peter made me feel the way I always imagined being on land would make me feel. That’s how I know it’s love.” You wanted to tell her. You opened your mouth to speak but only a squeak came out. Pepper watched you struggling and felt great sympathy for you.

“I hear Peters quite the hopeless romantic. Are you one too?” Pepper asked as she took out a lipstick. You nodded your head eagerly and she smiled.

“Good. Finding someone like yourself makes it all feel less hopeless.” Pepper noted and finished up your makeup.

“Okay. I’m all done. Are you ready to take a look?” She asked. You nodded eagerly and opened your eyes. You did a double take, not recognizing yourself at first with the makeup. She kept it simple and neutral but it was still drastically different from any reflection you’ve ever seen. You only got to see yourself underwater in a cracked circular mirror that had been tossed off a cruise ship. Looking at yourself now, you looked older and more mature. It reminded you of how your mother looked, though the memories of her face were faded and hard to grasp. Looking at yourself now, you could almost clearly see her face in your mind.

“Do you like it?” She asked you. You turned to her with the biggest smile and nodded your head.

“I’m glad.” Pepper smiled kindly. You felt an urge in your chest to throw your arms around her and hug her, so you did just that. She chuckled in surprise before hugging you back.

“Let’s go see your Prince, yeah?” Pepper asked and helped you stand up. You wobbled a little, not quite used to having legs yet, and followed her to Peters room.

“Peter, I have someone who would like to see you.” Pepper said teasingly as she knocked on Peters door. His door flew open and you couldn’t help but laugh when a gust of wind hit your face. He had cleaned up in the time it had taken you to get ready. He put on his nicest pants and a shirt he’d stolen from Tony. You opened your mouth to tell him how handsome he looked, but not words came out. Instead, you reached out to touch his face before letting your hand trail down his shirt. You then looked into his eyes with a big smile and nodded your head to let him know you approved. Peter blushed at your action and put his hand over yours so you could feel his heartbeat. Your ears went back when you felt his heart pounding in his chest. You’d never felt someone’s heart beat before and instinctively grabbed Peters hand to put it over yours. His blush traveled up all the way to the tips of his ears and he gave you a fond smile.

“Really wish you would’ve let me leave before you did all that but okay.” Pepper mumbled and walked away. Now that you were alone, Peter held out his arm for you to take.

“Are you ready for your first real date?” He asked you. You nodded your head and took his arm the way you’d seen humans do. It wasn’t a gesture that mermaids ever made so you didn’t really understand. But you were human now, so you did it anyway.

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[meimeikyu]

Giving sans AUs kpop solo songs,,, an extremely self indulgent post

this is based on both the tone/lyrics of the song, my interpretation of the lyrics, and the music videos. also just songs i like

also!! a lot of these will be focused on my interpretations of both the song and the characters, as well as specific parts of them

(this will be slightly long and full of links so it goes under the cut)

Cross: Lilac - IU

this song makes me so aggressively happy and sad at the same time and its so hgksghkshgksghs i feel like itd fit him so much,,,, for one lilac being the song name bcs i associate cross heavily with lilacy purple but also just the whole theme of the song being losing a person but it being like a perfect goodbye and etc and. idk i see it in him

"Will you forget me someday?

Will you forget our faces and the scent of today?

While having a good nap

Like a faded mid-spring’s dream"

Blue: Bam Yang Gang - BIBI

okay so this is mostly based on the lyrics, and the concept of blue working with the stars but kinda being lesser than them? since hes 'only' mortal and cant keep up and yet hes expected to and. yeah i love this concept n i love this song so

"As you were leaving you turned around and said to me

"You always want far too much"

No what I’ve always wanted was one thing

Just one thing sweet chestnut red bean jelly"

Dream: INVU - Taeyeon

god so its like a sad song about forbidden love in my mind but like. some of the lyrics hit so hard n i feel like theyd work for dream so well and the mvs so pretty (and also has a bow!) but like. dream and forbidden things work so well together in my mind bcs shes the one trying to keep everything together and yet also be the perfect guardian of positivity and can never be sad or angry and never get tired or stop and. she cant even love someone because shes supposed to be a guardian and thats not part of her job </3 (also trans fem dream canon to me)

"I think I lost my mind

But it's my kind of love

Without leaving anything

Pour everything out and flop

Suddenly at one point

I see myself exhausted

Even though I'm trying my best"

Ink: water color - Whee In

okay one i adore this song two the whole song being art/painting themed!!! literally ink!!!!!! and the theme of a lot of the lyrics being about becoming/embracing yourself (in my mind) i feel like fits him bcs like, hes out of the normal hes weird but hes HIM!! he has an identity he has a life he has friends hes not just that sketch anymore!!! hes a full person :D

"Gonna make it colored

I'll pick my brush

Just dye my everything, yeah, deep in my mind

Then I will follow my heart

Draw the things that only I have

Gonna do it my way

I don't wanna stay here"

Nightmare: Animal Farm - BIBI

(warning for fake blood/gore in the mv, as well as violence and guns)

so i actually had a few ideas for nightmare tbh but idk they didnt feel quite right to be 'the' song i put as nightmare, but oh boy this song did! the whole royalty vibes of the music video plus the apple in the beginning, and just the whole tone of the song and mv felt so right. whats more fitting than the one video thats age restricted lmfao

this is meant to be a more fanon nightmare but not quite the whole 'only doing it for the balance would never do violence otherwise' nightmare but also not 'fully evil an corrupted and the real nightmare is dead' just,, some combination of the two that i like to do nightmare as. definitely bad but not cruel to those close to them, would do violence or manipulation for purposes other than the balance and for her own gain, but doesnt intend to tip the scales all the way and destroy every positive instance. also very much fancy and royal aesthetics :3

"Welcome, well done

Shameless friends of mine

Who's next?

Hang my pretty head in your room

Where is love? Where is my sympathy?

What have we lost?

Is it a farm? Is it society?

Am I a tiger or a gazelle?"

Killer: Heart Attack - Chuu

oh wow the song i drew killer with like a week ago,,, shockinggggg (silly)

tone wise does this song seem like killer? meh debatable but i associate it with him so fucking hard!! one i feel like if we go off popular like fanon-ish killer i think hed like this song <-projecting probably but TWO!!! all the lyrics about like giving his heart an the apple themes in the mv??? consider: its him about nightmare, giving his whole heart sould and purpose to nightmare and how nightmare is obviously tied to apples canon wise, and the mv uses apples to represent freedom or sin (imo) and killer 'eating the apple' or agreeing to work with nightmare for some form of freedom. also non toxic killermare has my heart and soul and this is so killermare to me btw <33333 (also the other girl in the mv is yves and for the sake of this idea she is nightmare in this context <3)

btw have i mentioned how much i fucking LOVE this song bcs i fucking adore this song i love it so much im so insane about it

"Pounding more and more

I’ll give it all, take my heart

Surely you’re my destiny

It shines fully in my heart"

Dust: 28 Reasons - Seulgi

ok lyric wise maybe less fitting than the other songs but like,, the whole mvs theme of 'good and evil exist together in a person' is like. so how i feel about dust how do i word this. what he did is bad or 'evil' killing everyone is objectively bad but in his mind hes freeing them from a worse fate (the constant resets) and doing it for the greater 'good'. it doesnt matter if thats true or not, the fact is he believes it to be,,,, combine with the idea of him sometimes feeling horribly guilty about what hes done versus comforting himself with what he does because its better for him... i feel like both dust and killer have this very skewed view of their past vs present, and where killer barely remembers his past dust VERY MUCH does, and has a massive line in his head of where sans ended and he started. idk if this makes sense to anyone else but alone those lines, picture the chorus as if its him talking to himself,,,, also this songs amazing i love it

"28 reasons that ruined you, you don't have to know

I have no bad intentions

You know all 28 reasons to run away

So, why are you leaning into me again?"

Error: Glitch - Kwon Eunbi

This ones also kinda less directly connected but i couldnt not do the glitchy song for error (i also had minimal other ideas shhh)!! The whole glitchy theme and a lot of the lyrics being based around that is perfect for our glitchy man,,,, also this song is just really good n i love eunbi!!

"I make a touch, t-t-touch the limit After crashing the steep wall again The shaking caught my eyes, wait a minute"

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so originally this was gonna have more guys but ive run out of proper ideas for it and if i don't post it as is its gonna live in my drafts forevr n i dont want that bcs im actually really happy with what i have so far so end for now!! i may do more another time but yeah!

i do offer this bonus tho!!

Festivalverse: Apple - Gfriend

in general i adore this song but also i just associate it with my au, specifically the gods!! also the apple theme in general fitting with dreamtale, the final bit, and just how gorgeous the whole mv is! its so my au to me :3

silly thing but if ur curious about which member would be who in festivalverse: Sowon - Ink, Umji - Error, Eunha - Geno, Yuju - Reaper, Yerin - Dream, SinB - Nightmare

"There’s no turning back when the night turns restless Let the festival I dared to imagine come alive"

[prowlingthunder]

Writing Patterns (Tag Game)

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

Thank you for thinking of me, @medic-6116

Let's see here. Well, my last ten POSTED fics are backdated works that I was moving over from old accounts from >10 years ago so we wont count those. Let's look at the ten most recent fics. Are we counting new chapters? Nah, let's not include those. How do we define a sentence? We'll do "to the first period." (I'm not sorry.)

1: Mandalorian wolf-lords are rarer now than they had ever been in her life, and Fay hadn’t precisely lived a short one. 2: There were three ways to keep a secret that Nate knew. 3: Cid didn't so much dock the ship in Galahd as he hid it, easing them underneath the overhanging boughs of treetops and through the reeds inside the little inlet. 4: The Gray spread into infinity, a boundless expanse that went everywhere and nowhere all at once. 5: Quinn learned it first, Silas learns later. 6: And after he had fought the monsters, when it was all said and done, Artem the Wolf claimed the law of surprise for payment beyond grain or coin, and in the woods therein he found a babe. 7: Grudge doesn’t actually own her own skin. 8: The orders had come in together, in the middle of the regularly scheduled rec hour, and Chrys knew the orders had been for everybody but also different, because she had been working through slicing modules with Trickster when they arrived. 9: Sifo-Dyas wakes slow, dizzy and disoriented, unsure where he is. 10: [Full Link Here] He has been trained by Jon (not only Jon; before him by the Inquisitors, before them by soldiers) and Jon is the wildling who's sense of the Force is tangled vines and semi-permeable reality; when panic and hope and desperation reaches him (when the Force screams and he does not ignore it, he can hear it in almost whispers now and screaming is bad, screaming means now, screaming means don't think) he twists the universe, instinctive, reactionary, folds it, and steps Tae has called for help (Tae has called for him) comes tumbling into him, outside the bolt fired by a (dead, furious, not-alive, and he bears teeth and the Force rises for him, metal twists and bends and snaps) and he shoves bodily down, covers him with all that he is, presses against the other's presence and mind (endless stretches of desert and wild winds, harrowing through singing canyons and tousling dunes) Tae trusts him, he does, he unfolds and here's everything he knows, and darkness soaks it up like a sponge starved for water

(this is war, this is war, the Force is screaming death-knells of the dead all over the planet) this is war and pain and passion and he was forged for this ((here the world fractures and splits, the Force with it, the universe, reality, burning bright, balance unsettled, justice unsatisfied))

the serpent slips out from the shadows of the underbrush into the dunes of sea-sand and rises, dark scales luminous with blood as it's hood flares, threat registered, harmless to predator, the darkness burning in it's gaze

blood on the ground crystalizes and shatters as lightning rakes the sand, breaking, branching; it coils past feet burning bright, stars glowing (too much, too bright, he'll burn up in it) and coils up durasteel, sparking, bounces to the next one, chases over carapace hunting for an in and floor of the arena stills, breathing, and then heaves and rises, like a wave, like the ocean, glass snapping like seafoam and shells crunch, grind, the walls of the arena snap and split and the ground opens to swallow things whole

the emptiness of life is moot when the stars still glitter

Tae reaches out to him, careful, gentle, and the serpent shivers, but the touch is familiar, desert-warm against cold blood Aunsia (Aunsia, thats him, him, fragments of the Force shuddering out of him) breathes, shallow and sharp, not enough, shivering.

Pattern: ??????? Tagging: @zpansven @mandakatt @mtraki @thelavenderhimbo @whoever else wants to do it.

[wefaithfulfew]

ok this post may be lost to time because i cant FUCKING see the text im writing but okay look at me uhhh jrwi disabiliry / mental condition hcs because im normal. actually i should use colors to make sure i can see. itll also TRAP YOU into looking at my hcs

pd. uhhh ashe has POTS. ambulatory wheelchair user i think. will has EDS and spent a lot of time in deadwood fucking destroying her own bones and it is NOT kind to her after death. needs a damn cane. dakota is HOH and as we know like autistic+. and i think. weird thought. vyncent has synesthesia. yeah. it just feels right. also he has hypermobility in his hands. and theyre ALL autistic btw. will also had ocd adhd and bpd. i am liking plurality vynce hcs more and more as time goes on too. dakota has dyslexia and dyscalcula. i cant spell it. fuck me man. uhhh is that all i had to say. OH ashe has c-ptsd and bpd too </3

riptiiiide baby. uhhm. jay has scoliosis and has an extrenal spine prosthetic. its like stegosaurus scales but theyre gold and magicy. jay is Absolutely at LEAST hard of hearing bc she uses guns all day. jays also a little colorblind. and has dyslexia too. chip obviously has phantom pain from his pinky. chip cant recognize faces that well i forgot what its called but he does have that. hes also pretty nearsighted. chip needs a cane but never uses it SOMEONE get him some tension wraps please. compression is NEEDED on this boy. gill has several balance issues that didnt present when he was undersea because of the obvious differences in gravity. gill hs tics i think.. tourettes boy… clearly autism i mean look at him. but also bpd. he definitely has varying muscle spasms hes just ignored his whole fucking life too. and yeah theyre all autistic yada yada yada

blood in the bayouu baby. blood in the bayou more like what thE FUCK kian stone has very thin blood. and autism and adhd but the weed calms her. maybe did too i havent decided. rand absolutely has ocd do not even try me and add and autism sorry theyre all audhd maybe not rolan hes too weird. rolan has ocd too and keeps every thought in his head in his own brain no matter what it is . i dont know if thats a thing but it is in this case okay. kians like half blind at this point mostly because she looked at the sun as a kid but also because her genes decided to fuck round and find out. rolan has lowkey audio processing issues fr… i dont actually have too many hcs in terms of bitb bc its so little content :(( make me sad

hokay its apotheosis time now look me in the eyes look at me look at me did/osdd rumi. umm . also bpd. peter.. w crutches.. makes me happy. no idea if i can make a warforged have phantom pain but i feel like its only fair to m babygirl thanny. love him.. peters clearly autistic.. also he has aphantasia because i SAID SO!!! (i have that)

ok i think my rant is over. umm. i cant wait for vampires to come out i cant wait i cant wait!!!!

[strayloveletter]

i know that “do it out of spite” for academic achieving women is considered iconic but its so daunting. i’m hardly motivated and have the attention span of a goldfish but i’ve been trying to push myself anyway and have been barely making any progress (like 10% progress when 100% daily is like average) when i know i have the potential to do twice as much as the average person, or at least i used to. i don’t have much time left either. 

 i met the reason i’m doing it out of spite last week, my childhood bully. as she never openly admitted to anything she’d done and pretends to be just a childhood friend, we have a cordial relationship but anyone with a pair of eyes can sense the tension. she’s also a distant family friend, and though my family mainly cut contact with her’s after all the bullying and shit, i see her every couple of years or so. 

she got into USC. she’s probably going to become a doctor in the future. she and her sisters tried to pretend she got in straight after high school, but i know she transferred bc she took the exit exam sophomore year. USC isn’t child’s play. i know they look down on me for attempting to enter a uni out of the country even though its a quicker process and still challenging, but what if i don’t get in? they don’t know this but this is my second attempt. i got my diploma a year early and attempted the exam once before and missed by 8 points. 

i don’t know if my spite can fuel me any longer. what if my desire to end up better than the girl who ruined my entire childhood isn’t enough to motivate me into creating my success? i’ve always been obsessed with the perfect balance of revenge, evident in the many revenge-themed novels and comics i read and i’m not ready to accept the fact that thats rarely the case. people don’t get their perfect revenge. i was so sure it was real. whenever my dad would beat me, he would immediately face issues at work which would miraculously fix themselves once he’d apologized. people who’d say things about me behind my back would immediately bump into something or get hurt. maybe it’s the tiny things where god and the universe would be by my side, but will things work out where it really matters? i’m not so sure any more... i’ll never be better. i’ll never make her regret what she did. i’ll never make her wish she could turn back time and not isolate and bully the six year old who was so excited to see her family friend in a sea of unfamiliar faces at her new school until they were teenagers. 

the perfect balance was always so important to me. i was basically obsessed with it. i had the predisposed notion that if someone had an awful home life, they’d have an amazing social life. if they had an amazing home life AND an amazing social life, they probably had financial issues or weren’t too intelligent. but i had a shitty home life and an awful, lonely school life since i was like six. we were never poor and are well-off enough even to american standards today, but back then my parents saved every penny but i guess they never made us feel poor. i was very intelligent and fine health-wise, despite the chronic headaches that have only gotten worse. but back then, the main holy balance was either a good home life with parents who don’t hit or yell at you for trivial reasons and aren’t extremely fucking strict and a school life with no bullies or isolation and a bunch of fun unique friends who hung out all the time and even outside of school, whose groupchats are never dull. my dream was to have an average balance on the scale. kind, slightly neglectful parents that i had the luxury of missing and a couple friends i could trust. lol i was pretty naive. my parents are nice now but still incredibly strict. i don’t really have any friends at all, unless you count the passive kind that i still love but never really talk to. i’m also not a genius anymore.

i should be better now. i’m not bullied anymore. my household isn’t abusive anymore. heck, they even apologized. (yes, it’s a big deal. i never thought they’d do that) it’s been so, so many months since i’ve been slapped and they get me all the little things i want too. we’ve settled into the facade of the perfect family quite well :) but i still can’t seem to focus or learn. it’s like all my energy and excitement has been sucked away from me before i even had the chance to reach eighteen. i’m sure nobody’s actually reading this lol especially not up till here but i’m so so scared i’ll never get to be anything and will end up being an average person arranged to marry some average guy and raise his children while cursing myself and my bully and complaining to anyone who will spare a second to listen about how shitty my life is and how it’s not my fault but her’s. i really hope i won’t be forced to watch her live my dreams and think about how much of a failure i am forever. still, i can’t seem to push myself to do anything to change the trajectory of my life. i’n not going to fail and then blame others for it. i’m going to have to succeed and make her wish she was my friend. i’m going to live the life of my dreams idc. (iA)

 i’m going to study some more now

[thr-333]

Mismatch- Part 8

Bio Dad Bruce Wayne Month 2020

Meeting your Dad! Again!

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“She’s ok,” Marinette informs Marion, rechecking her bruised forehead.

“Already called the cops and ambulance,” Marion bounces a crying baby in his arms, humming a random tune.

Marinette nods, she doesn't try to move the lady. She leaves her to check that the goon who attacked the mother was still securely tied up, even if they were unconscious. The baby's cries calm, replaced by giggling as Marion makes faces. Marinette smiles at the scene. Hearing the quiet touch down of feet behind her she pivots coming face to face with the Batman.

“Who are you,” He demands in his usual growling voice.

“We-”

“Shush!” Marion hisses as the baby starts to wail again.

Marinette rolls her eyes, trying not to feel nervous that Marion told the Batman off.

“We’re just passing through the city, and decided to help out a bit,” Marinette explains, as Marion walks up to stand next to her.

Marinette checks the entrance to the alley. More out of habit than actual concern. Someone she assumes to be Robin by the costume was blocking the way out. As If Marion was going to make a break for it holding a baby.

“This city-”

“Uh! No, no, no, I need that to stay on thank you,” Marion interrupts him, trying to gently stop the baby from pulling down his mask while holding both up.

Marinette can practically feel the irritation rolling off Robin. Batman surprisingly seemed to be perfectly fine with being interrupted, likely because the baby was very cute. Marion manages to keep his mask up, holding the baby down and away from his face now.

“Um… sorry…. Please continue,” Marinette turns back to Batman. Marion bouncing the upset baby, trying to make up for his lost toy.

“This city is dangerous, it already has plenty of protectors, you aren’t needed here,” Batman looms over them, as if just his presence would make them instantly agree and send them packing.

“Really? Then where were these ‘protectors’ five minutes ago?” Marion snaps, the tension in the air sets Marinette on edge all to aware of negative emotions, “If it wasn't for us these two would be dead,”

“We had our eyes on the situation,” Robin speaks up for the first time.

“While we were doing something about it,” She had lean't not to let anyone discredit you in her early time as Ladybug. Marinette meets Batman's glare, channeling her inner Ladybug to do so. “Even if you could have saved them, it doesn't change the fact we did , also-”

“No, no- wait these are dirty, ah!” Marion exclaims, all eyes turning to him. Marinette watches in disbelief as he completely ruins the moment trying to wrestle his gloved hand away from the baby’s open mouth.

“Could you maybe not?” Marinette hisses to him. He breaks free pulling his hands away from the reaching baby, who starts to sniffle.

“These gloves have touched the buildings, alley floor and punched that guy, which by the looks of it is the dirties of all, I am not about to let this little one get anywhere near those germs,” Marion finishes, pulling off his gloves with his teeth. Giving the baby his fingers to happily chew on.

“You are such a mother!” Marinette hisses, snatching the glove he couldn’t put down with his hands full.

“Thank you,” Marion says once he is free to. Marinette isn’t sure if he meant the insult or taking the glove, probably both. He turns to Batman, as serious as a person being eaten by a six month old can be. “Look, the point is we helped people tonight and isn’t that what matters?”

“Not if-” The sound of sirens in the distance interrupts Batman again, “Let’s discuss this on the roof,”

With that both Batman and Robin deploy their grappling hooks and are gone in a matter of seconds.

“I guess we follow them?” Marinette turns to Marion, “They’re rather confident we won’t just leave, aren’t they?”

“They could catch us easily,” Marion shrugs, “You follow, I’ll drop this little trouble maker off,”

“If you insist,” Marinette leaves him before the vehicles park outside the alley, scaling the building.

“Your friends not joining us?” Batman asks as soon as she flips onto the roof.

“What was he meant to do?” Marinette tries not to seem out of breath, this was easier with a yo-yo, and magic powers, “Leave the baby on the floor?”

Batman doesn't say anything. They peer over the edge of the building, watching as the cops and medics show up. The cops seem cautious of Marion, but don’t do anything as he holds the baby. Marion ignores them talking to the medics instead as the check over the mother. Marion follows them out of the alley. He tries to hand off the baby to one of the medics but it starts crying loudly enough that they can hear it from the roof. Marion takes back the baby, calming it down in a matter of seconds.

“I think this could take awhile,” Marinette informs the company, still keeping an eye on the people below.

“Then I’ll ask you again,” Batman turns to her, “Who are you?”

“Like names?” Marinette asks, getting a curt nod, “Don’t have any, can’t decide,”

“You don’t have codenames?” Robin scoffed, Marinette wasn’t sure she liked his tone.

“We get by just fine without any,” Marinette watches as Marion starts talking with an officer, as the other pushes the goon into the car.

“You are completely unprofessional,” Robin spits out, thats it.

“Oh excuse me, I wasn’t aware there was a hiring facility for vigilantes, whats their motto, ‘vigilantes: we took the law into our own hands and beat people up in dark alleyways, but if you aren't named after a flying animal you are being unprofessional!” Marinette may be a little overtired and jet lagged at this point. Especially since she thinks she heard a laugh somewhere.

“I have formal training,” Robin seethes, “And at least I’m wearing armour,”

“Good for you, you know, I have both those things, just try and shoot me, see what happens, cause I guarantee I- both of us are covered on both accounts,” Marinette challenges, glancing down at the street to see Marion still talking with the officers. She throws in for good measure “You’d think with all your ‘training’ you’d be able to tell,”

With the way Robins glaring, Marinette is sure he’s going to take up her challenge. Good. If that's the only way to get through to them so be it.

“That’s enough,” Batman breaks through the tension, “We will discuss this further when the other one is here,”

Marinette looks down at ‘the other one’ just as the mother starts to wake up. She looks around panicked. Marion rushes to her side still holding the baby. She cries in relief taking the baby from him. Marinette watches as Marion rubs his neck, a gesture she knew as him being embarrassed over praise. With a wave over his shoulder he leaves, scaling up the building like Marinette did.

“I gave the police my statement, since the woman may be concussed, she seems ok but- wow it's chilly up here,” Marion cuts himself off coming to stand next to Marinette

“Your armour isn’t insulated?” Robin sneers, with a pointed look at Marinette.

“Not what I meant, but thanks for clearing that up,” Marion takes in the way Marinette bristles at the comment.

She hands back his glove, still glowering.

“As I was saying earlier,” Batman tries to redirect the conversation, as Marion wipes dribble off his fingers before slipping his glove back on. “Gotham is dangerous, there is no need to put yourselves at risk,”

“I wouldn’t say that,” Marion smiles down at the Mother still holding her baby tightly, “We want to help while we're here, what's wrong with that?”

“You wont be helping anyone if you get yourselves killed,” Robin warns.

“We can handle back alley thugs,” Marinette addresses Robin with a scowl.

“And what happens when it's not, when you run into an actual villain?” Batman asks, the sounds of the car and ambulance leaving in the background.

“We can handle them too,” Marinette says a touch proud, with the confidence that Ladybug always carries.

“You have no idea what you’re dealing with,” The severity to Batman's tone makes his words feel heavy despite being so cliche.

“That's pretty standard at this point,” Marion shrugs, “We’ve learnt on the job,”

“Even so, I won't allow you to risk your lives,” Batman decides, the twins exchange a glance of disbelief.

“You won't allow us?” Marinette asks, “What makes you think we care?”

He seems taken aback, Marinette continues before he can answer.

“The fact of the matter is, we are vigilantes, just like you, if you agree or not we are going to help people,” Marinette preaches, not letting him protest, “Your approval doesn't matter to us,”

Marinette walks past them, followed by Marion. They are about to reach the opposite side of the building when a man dressed in blue and black emerges from the shadows. Nightwing, Marinette recognises the costume, the only costume he's had ever had as far as she's concerned. Nope, she definitely had never found any other horrendous costumes when researching for her designs, nope.

“How long have you been there?” Marion startles, getting a friendly smile, the first friendly smile of the night(baby not withstanding).

“I’ve been listening for a while,” He tells them, “I know you want to help, but we are able to protect just fine Gotham, there's no reason for you to take unnecessary risks, even if you are capable,”

“Even so I-we cannot stand by and do nothing,” Marinette calmly declares, he being the first one to not act like they were clueless idiots, “Not when we are able to help people, and bring a smile to them,"

Nightwing doesn't respond but its clear he has no intention of letting them pass. He doesnt stop them as they walk away to the left side of the building, only to be stopped by Red Robin.

“Oh no, by all means don’t come out all at once or anything, please,” Marion snaps, turning on his heels not even waiting for his speech. Marinette shrugs and follows.

“You should listen!” Red Robin calls, Marinette has to stop Marion from flipping him the bird.

They strike an interesting balance. It was times like this she wondered if the miraculous affected their behaviour, or if it was because of their behaviour that they received their miraculous. They walked to the right side of the building and were predictably stopped once again, this time by Red Hood.

“How many of you are there!?” Marion shouts, Red Hood chuckles. Marion’s anger is only slightly offset by the sound.

“Here? Just me left,” His mirth turns serious “This job ain't all fun and games,”

“For fuck sake! Don’t you think I know that!?” Marion swears, letting Marinette know his patience had finally snapped, “I’ve watched people die, a lot of people, all because I wasn’t good enough! Well now I am and I’ll be damned if I waste that and let more people die when I can do something about it!”

Marinette cringes. She knew Marion still carried the guilt from his earlier days as Chat Noir. The ladybugs always brought people back, but that doesn't change what happened. Marion goes around Red Hood, no one stopping them this time. They jump over to the next roof, getting far away as quickly as possible.

“You ok?” Marinette asks, after they had gone a decent distance.

“Yeah, you?” Marion doesn't quite meet her eye, “I’m sorry for leaving you alone,”

“Don’t worry about it,” Marinette tells him, “Any of it,”

Marion nods, but they both know he will. They continue on with their patrol, less light hearted than usual, memories flashing through their heads.

“We’re being followed,” Marion glances at the direction of their pursuer.

“Ignore them, it’s probably just Robin or something,” Marinette decides, walking in the opposite direction.

They continue on their patrol, going later than they would like because of their follower. It was worth it when they came across another situation in a diffrent alley. ‘What's with this city and alleys?’ Marinette wonders dropping down. They both quickly defuse the situation. Marinette can feel a gaze from above and gives in. When they climb back up from the alley she snaps.

“Are you planning to let us go home tonight, or just keep stalking us?” Marinette asks the empty space.

“Wasn’t planning to, just wanted to see what you could do,” Red Hood walks out from the shadows, Marinette makes sure Marion isn't melting. He is.

“And?”

“You’re completely unprepared,” He shrugs, face hidden by his helmet.

“Great, more lectures,” Marinette turns to walk away.

“No it's not,” Red Hood insists, making her pause, “I can tell you have skill, but you don’t have the tech you need or the support, what are you planning on just walking around the city every night waiting for crime to wall in your lap?”

“This is Gotham,” Marinette accepts the responsibility of leading the conversation. Marion being able to do little more than stutter, probably realising he shouted at his crush about how he weak he is.

“Even so, if you want to help people there are better, more effective, ways to do it,”

“I know, but we don’t exactly have many other options,” Besides transforming, but that was off the table.

“That’s why we’re offering help,” He told them, “Do you want to work with us?”

“What? Why?” Marinette runs the conversation through her head. Wondering when that became an option.

“Why do I want you to? Because you yelled at Batman, and that's hilarious,” Red Hood was probably smiling under his hood, “The others probably just don’t want you to get hurt or something, although Bat's is always looking for new kids to adopt”

“Hm,” Marinette hums, she had to carefully consider their options.

They couldn’t risk revealing any of their identities. However it was also probably a good idea not to piss them all off more. They could use some new gear but they didn’t necessarily need it. The main purpose was to be able to protect their class and friends, now that the Gotham vigilantes knew they were around suddenly showing up wouldn’t be suspicious. They really could get by without the help, it would put too much at risk. Any way you sliced it the answer was-

“Yes!” Marion blurts out, before Marinette can say the opposite.

“What?” Marinette hisses, of course that's when he recovered his ability to speak.

“Great, meet at this location tomorrow night, all the details are on here,” he hands Marion a piece of paper and Marinette swears he internally combusts as their(gloved) fingers brush.

With that Red Hood disappears leaving behind the shell shocked twins, both for very different reasons.

“Why! Why did you say yes!” Marinette practically screeches, turning Marion to face her and shaking him out of his stupor.

“It’s Red Hood! Red! Hood! He asked us personally! We have to do it!” Marion shakes her right back.

“No we don’t!” Marinette yells, breaking away from his grip, shaking her head at the lovestruck look, “Did you actually consider what you were agreeing to? How much did your crush affect this decision?!”

“100%!”

[thoughtfulpaperback]

CHARMED 03X09 REVIEW SPOILERS!!!!!

Am I the only one who thought that the breaking of Jordan's Curse was weak as heck? I'll go into further detail about why I didn't care much for it but I feel that it is the main reason I am giving this episode a 7/10. It was solid as far as entertainment goes, but it wasn't as exciting to me as some past episodes have been.

Anyways I guess I will continue on to the dislikes now.

DISLIKES

1) The end of Jordan's curse

Okay y'all, I get the poeticness of jordan being released from his curse by convincing a projection of Florence with his whole the past can't be changed and I am not going to be a violent person/I'm different. My whole issue with this is that the whole curse said you had to balance the scales of justice and that was kinda of exciting to think about how the show was going to go that route and what it might mean as far as tasks go.

This was a decidedly weak way to end a potentially exciting curse. Because the curse wasn't actually "broken" Jordan was released from it.

And on that note, I also have issues with that logic. So the spell was just a simple containment gone wrong because of Jordan's curse....so why was Florence real in it?. Like it is technically trapping then in thier heads in a way. You telling me that Florence's spirit just hangs around in Jordan's mind?

Well since the curse made the spell go haywire that's why Florence was there.....

Okay so this curse can bring back the dead in your mind?

Its magic its fine however they try to explain it. I just wish they'd (the writers) would put more effort into making it make sense in the show. Not in the Q&A section of thier social media pages/interviews.

I am honestly getting tired of having to be Sherlock Holmes all the time and me having to discuss and question on go back to previous episodes to figure out how what they did makes sense in canon. It's exhausting.

And listen, I know that people might see this as negativity, but in the spirit of the episodes message, am I saying it. The writing does not need to be exceptional, but it shouldn't be lazy.

The audience shouldn't have to put in all the work to figure out what's going on. It be one thing if we trying to solve a mystery or speculate on where the show is going , but in general solutions to problems should make sense and be connected to what you've already set up. They spent so much build up on the idea of this curse and the price of "balancing the scales of justice" to have the curse ended all in a simple spell gone wrong narrative. Again, if they felt it was the best to have Jordan released from his cure rather than "break it" thats cool but not in a containment spell gone wrong. I personally didn't need an action scene or anything, but maybe in a spell/plotline actually related directly to the curse. It just came off as an easy out for the writers.

2) Introducing Josefina as a possible recurring character.

Don't hate! I love Josefina as a character and would love to see more of her......but this plate is already full. I have felt it a lot this season, but felt it was a nit pick not worth mentioning because I didn't expect it to get worse, but I am just going to say it.

Every episode has like three or so storylines. And while I dont mind them when they are all equally interesting and feel not too split, I feel that sometimes its too seperate and dis jointed. Its too much time apart and not enough together time. The more character they have introduced the more they have split the stories and I just would prefer that we'd see more together time than separated.

That's kind of what I complained about season two. That it was too much of everyone doing thier own thing that it felt off.

Thats said all I mean is that either they need to figure out how to write in a less disjointed way or to drop some characters. Which would be sad since they have spent a lot of time in the two recurring characters (Jordan and Abby) they already have.

I dont know exactly where they are going with Josefina or if she is going to be as recurring as Jordan and abby or if its more like a few episodes or just one more.

I would like to see more, but I dont trust the writers.....I feel like I say that a lot and that's sad.

LIKES

1) issue of the episode: Exceptionality

I have nothing to say other than thank God someone said it. It's exhausting being pressured into being a "model minority".

2) Josefina

Love the idea of the character and getting to learn more about Marisol and her side of the family.

Also like the idea of witch training. We never actually got to see the PO3 Learn about magic and study magic all that much. Even on season 1 a big issue I had was that they never really put as much effort into showing how the ladies are going about learning and training to fight demons/evil. The training orb was a simple way to do so but we didn't get to see very much of it. It was all mostly assumed off screen.

3) Language issues

I like that they brought up (briefly) the whole language issue in the Latinx community. So I assume most of us know it but ill just go through it a bit.

There are many different voices in the community and there are some that believe that the language (Spanish and/or other native or native based jargon) are essential to the experience. Some go as far as to say you can't really consider yourself latinx if you dont speak Spanish.

Which is bonkers in my mind because (as in episode with Maggie) latinx people face similar issues based on thier appearance and last name whether or not they speak Spanish. There are many latinx people who do not speak Spanish and yet it is assumed they do.

No being raised in a Spanish speaking (or other native language) household does open you up to different experiences (language erasure, ESL school experiences, etc) those aren't soley latinx and shouldn't be a "admissions" requirement.

EPISODE HIGHLIGHTS

Macy letting Harry go to Abby alone (I am to be that secure that Abby aint gonna try it)

Maggie mad that Antonio swooped in because he speaks Spanish - that ain't his fault take notes.

Jordan-sorry-it-was-instinct-I-wanted-to-protect-you-Chase

Brujeria wasn't stigmatized until the colonizers

"Stay for that whiskey"

Scorpions

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oohohoho you just opened the deepest can of worms on the planet

-mod dave, who wrote a fucking ten mile essay

first off, addressing the second anon, no theyre all humans. h., half humans at least. cause yall know me i fucking love my humanstuck aus off my ASS

(that would be funny as hell though. a troll from space walking into a camp on earth going “I AM THE SON OF ONE OF YOUR EARTH GODS. BITCH” like... holy shit)

so first things first their parents. im gonna lay this out, the beta kids and trolls are all greek (EXCEPT sollux hes roman cause his parent has no greek equivalent), and all the alpha kids and trolls are those gods roman equivalents (,,EXCEPT dirk cause he kinda balances sollux being roman out). i havent figured out how thatd happen like 16+ times yet cause in the percy jackson books theres only ever been one instance of two siblings of the same godly descent being greek and roman respectively in HISTORY so like.. i guess th. i guess thats just not a problem in this au

anyway this gets really long so im gonna talk about the beta kids and trolls cause i havent elaborated on the alphas at all ((peep the tags if you wanna see their parents though))

johns the son of zeus, rose is the daughter of athena, dave is the son of apollo, and jade is the daughter of demeter. they were all raised in their respective states, all had to come to new york for various reasons. jades been there the longest, shes been there 9 years and shes been on a couple quests. her biggest accomplishment so far is how she protected the camp from this big vicious angry hellhound that got past the barrier. naturally the girls fluent in Dog Training, so she steps up and instead of trying to kill this thing, she reaches out and tames it as fast as she can. it ends up actually working, and ever since that day she, her cabin, and the camp have a whole bodyguard sleeping right outside the demeter cabin! hes her steed in battle and hes a Very Good Boy. and his name is becquerel

johns the newest kid at camp, he has no idea who he is or why the fuck his school got attacked or why in the hell those anemoi thuellai were so fixated on him or HOW in the hell he absorbed the lightning one threw at him and ended up fine,,, hes just a big mess right now. a big enough mess that when he got claimed by literally zeus, no one else was around, he shrugged it off as some basic magical happening, and he stayed in the hermes cabin far longer than he should have cause no one! fucking knew he got claimed! by zeus of all people! dumbass. he ends up figuring it out though. like an off-hand mention about how this “weird lightning thing appeared above my head a couple weeks ago, haha weird right?” once he figures it out he realizes “hey i might be able to fly” so he sneaks off into the woods to try it. he succeeds fairly quickly but god almighty everyones face the one day the dude just yote himself off a small cliff without warning,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

dave and rose are really tight, theyve been there roughly the same time length, and since their cabins are across from each other they just bother each other all the time. daves the resident Doctor even though he really doesnt look it cause hes got the apollo powers. apollo is the medicine god. so if you wound your stupid ass in battle daves in the ER room patching you up with his glowy hands. rose on the other hand is a very good strategist. shes one of the only athena kids ever recorded to actually have a power - telekinesis. she has no idea how she developed it, she thinks its from birth, but it freaks her out. shes training it though.

so the beta trolls, are also all human(ish). aradias hades kid. but i pulled a pjo trope on her based on one of my favorite characters (im not saying for spoilers, but if you recognize the situation, You Probably Know Who Its Based Off) and aradia died. her mom, the handmaid, had been pulling some Shady Ass Shit and ended up getting herself killed, but aradia tried saving her and ended up going down with her.

so handmaid gets sentenced to the fields of punishment in the underworld, and aradia gets sentenced to elysium, heroes paradise. shes like “no i want my mom to be okay” so they take that away from aradia and they put them both in the fields of asphodel, the neverending grey space for Not So Good But Not So Bad people. her mom becomes a shade (shadow spirit, no human resemblance), as all people do, but aradia. doesnt? and she gets dunked in the fucking river lethe and if you dont know what that does it erases your memory. so she just. comes out of the river like “hello? wgat tae fukc goin on??” but she still remembers one thing. there was an “a” in her name.

tavros is the son of hermes, hes just kinda taken on the role of backup counselor for when the actual cabin counselor is out. hes in a wheelchair, but he also has prosthetic legs for when he needs to actually stand up and fight. hes really good at it too. also catch him in winged converse cause he Owns Those and Uses Them To His Advantage. hes trying his best to keep focused on the camp, cause aradia was his childhood friend, he misses her a whole lot, she never got to camp in the first place. and to his knowledge, shes still dead.

sollux is a janus kid. thats a problem cause janus is roman, and this is a greek camp. he grew up with dave, he showed up with dave, hes been at camp as long as dave. but hes been unclaimed since he showed up so he thinks hes unwanted by whatever parent he has. he knows hes a demigod, he got through the camp barriers, so what the fuck is wrong with him? he also feels shitty cause hes shit at the greek lessons, he cant read a lick of it which literally every demigod without exception should be able to do, he cant name any gods- well, he can, but.. he gets their names mixed up. why does he keep calling poseidon “neptune”? and he has a much, much different way of natural fighting than other kids. they slice, he jabs. he wasnt taught to jab. 

karkat is an aphrodite kid with vitiligo, and to make matters worse, hes ace and on the aro spectrum. to make matters WORSE, the aphrodite kids are kinda notorious for being really shallow, really materialistic, and really mean. karkats been dubbed the “runt” of the cabin, he gets made fun of for his spots to the point where he uses make up and magic to conceal them. worst of all? hes the kid of the goddess of love, for fucks sake. being reminded that “loveless people shouldnt be able to stay in this cabin, mom must have made a mistake claiming you” is kind of.. a blow to the self esteem. long story short he hates aphrodite for claiming him, and would have rather stayed in the hermes cabin. but he eventually goes on this big quest thats vague as fuck right now but Its The Main Plot, he ends up proving to himself that hes worth something and that his siblings are wrong, and my FAVORITE LINE IN THE WHOLE THING i came up with is HIS when he deals a final blow to some big monster: “REMEMBER MY FACE THE NEXT TIME YOU REINCARNATE. MY NAME IS KARKAT VANTAS, I’M THE SON OF APHRODITE, AND LOOKS CAN KILL.”

nepeta isnt anywhere near developed as others are unfortunately, shes a daughter of ares and shes really really good at hand to hand combat. shes small but she leads groups of people in things ranging from camp volleyball games to actual literal wars. shes a tough little shit

kanaya isnt really developed either, i have yet to figure out most of her powers too actually, shes a daughter of iris, the rainbow goddess though. (blatant reference to both kanayas vampirism and. h. her. sh. es ga. gay) ONE THING SHE CAN DO THOUGH is iris message at will without water or drachmas so really shes just everyones go to cell phone and its fucking hilarious cause people just come into the cabin like “KANAYA I NEED TO TALK TO [X]” and shes like “You Better Fucking Pay Me I Am Not Your Personal Cell Phone”

terezi is the daughter of nemesis and she has this really peculiar power she hasnt really gotten the hang of yet. she has synesthesia, so while she cant see she can smell and taste the colors of her surroundings and its really helpful. sometimes though she gets messages from her mom. they dont even come as dreams half the time, they come as almost a different plane altogether. tez has the power to literally tip the scales, pretty much. and when she gets like that, she can see. shes not on earth though, shit on earth stops when shes like that. shes just kinda In Her Own Head, i guess? and in her head she holds the two scales in her hands. she is the arms of the scale. and depending on which one she lifts up, she can literally alter the fate of the battle or happening thats going on By Herself. once she chooses she just whooshes back to real life though and nothing has changed. the only downside? it takes a LOT of energy and cant be exploited for little things. her one thing on her bucket list is to tap into said powers while getting something from a vending machine so like three things will fall out but it hasnt happened yet and shes upset

vriskas a daughter of tyche, the luck goddess, come the fuck on you knew i was gonna, i havent really elaborated on her either and im upset about that. but hey now you get a break from all those fucking paragraphs

equius is a hephaestus kid, and he kinda stays in the background. hes a range fighter, he spends a lot of time in the forge, and even though its been a project looooong since forgotten, hes been excavating the tunnels under cabin nine for years. by himself. he has no idea where they lead, but dammit hes gonna find out where. he has no idea about a certain bunker in the woods though...

gamzees just there for a fucking laugh tbh hes a son of dionysus and i love that cause hes the god of wine and parties and insanity. usually gamzees just zoning out somewhere hes Not supposed to be, and hes not affected by the maenads FUCKED UP BULLSHIT that goes down the forest sometimes. also hes so fucking scared of tavroses wing shoes he tried them on once while he was high and JESUS CHRIST

eridan is the son of kymopoleia, a SUPER obscure goddess. lets just say dont fuck with eridan cause his mom is the goddess of violent sea storms,

and naturally, feferi is the daughter of poseidon. cause who the FUCK else would she be the daughter of. WHO. NAME ONE GOD

OH AND JUST CAUSE I FORGOT CALLIE AND CALIBORN ARE SATYRS IN THIS AU. CALLIE HAS PAN PIPES. and caliborn still has a gun

[theskyexists]

the amazing she-ra 5

i am LOVING this first episode. they’re TRULY the underdogs now. people are hiding with magic. they live in tents. they’ve lost their edge. they’re actually leaning into the horrors of war now

Shadowweaver says OOC stupid things but it doesn’t matter because the princesses shut it down satisfactorily. Adora is weighed down by responsibility in a cool way.

Catra is staking out the enemy and weaseling her way in. (yessss)

‘You don’t need to say it! I know. I made that choice. I’m living with the consequences.’ I LOVE THIS ADORA

I LOVE THIS WRITING. Catra and Glimmer are THE greatest pair ever. Glimmer is smart enough to poke right through Catra’s defenses - and NOW they’re in the same situation - Glimmer says so - and immediately the prison wall fades away - and they’re both invited for dinner. THAT DELICIOUS WRITING

i do love how shadowweaver has been this snarky aunt for two seasons now.

Hord Prime shows us Adora in danger and Catra is like; FUCK YOU ADORA’S MINE (TO DESTROY) !!!!

I love Hord Prime’s wonderfully manipulative dinner. And I love glimmer quietly crying and I love Catra being like HRMMMM I DONT LIKE THIS. the subtle animations are so great - the close-ups

the way Catra speaks to Hord Prime - the way she’s really fuckin scared and the way Hord Prime says ‘little sister’. The way they make him seem unbeatable. I LVOE IT.

AND I LOVE THESE VISIONS FOR ADORA

jezus but how few people really live in etheria ?

the propaganda and the tech to boost prime’s image everywhere....ugh it’s delicious. im also happy Entrapta is back and on the good side instead of helping Catra be a bitch to Adora. and im glad the princesses are wary of her.

hahahaah awww Bo came to give adora breakfast and then he panics when she’s lying on the floor. I ALSO LOVE BO AND ADORA TOGETHER BEST

goddamnit Bo YAH! finally somebody who effectively protects someone from the masses. fuck off micah!

Love the princesses acting on their own - love Scorpia mediating, love mermista stepping up, love Entrapta using her .....intelligence

I love how Hord Prime manipulating Glimmer is used to show us more about his empire.

‘i only want to bring peace’ - but also i destroyed all these worlds. how is that...how is that even surface compatible?? like no attempt is made to align those two things.

wait....the heart of etheria will destroy the universe? why??? why is that the assumption. and why...does Hord Prime want that? i....

the comedy of the princesses doing a mission alone is GREAT

IM SO HAPPY THE PRINCESSES GOT TO HIT ENTRAPTA WHERE IT HURTS. now THIS is the right level of comedy versus hurt

the way scorpia rolled to cover frosta in her bulk!

i love how adora is like - HAH sleep is great actually! wow!!

because of the underlying grievances that we EXPERIENCED as audience, this friendship moment actually LANDS

I REINSTATE MY HOORAY!!! (hahahaha god i love scorpia). oh my god Micah saying he trusts glimmer’s friends to save her - fuckin hell - heart squeeze

LOOK AT THAT SHIT. LOOK AT IT!!! Glimmer being angry at Catra - but then recanting and showing vulnerability. Catra showing vulnerability by acquiescing. GOD!!!

‘why did you do it?’ OH GOD ARRGHGHHG THATS SO FUCKING PAINFUL. why does Catra scratch Adora? Because she doesn’t understand - seems to not make the effort to understand!! because she’s never understood that everybody always hurt her - she never fucking saw when it was right in front of her. THat’s even worse in a way than being hurt.

god the fuckin scale. the planet getting bombarded from space....jezus christ.

theres a hallway with light and dark at the end - its implied she goes into the dark - BECAUSE SHE INTENDS TO HIDE FROM WHO FOLLOWS HER

wow she instantly realises he’s hordak. ha!

Catra is being so open with Glimmer. She’s REALLY REALLY! off balance

they have a talking ritual!!!! THEYRE BONDING ABOUT ADORA BEING A DORK!!!!

Catra realises that nothing she was doing on Etheria had any value to her!!!! I LOVE THIS SEASON SO MUCH

I love how Adora gets to be such a badass dork this season!!!! Bo and Adora + Glimmer and Catra are the BEST COMBINATION

godDAMN they made these clones creepy. damn i LOVE Hord Prime!!!

catra/glimmer......tho.....

she pushes her onto the bed and kneels before her, holding her hands. DUDES. MY DUDES!!!! catra is they gayest cat in existence

‘do one good thing in your life!’ - oh OUCH god, you can feel the whole weight of all the hurt and injustice she’s experienced in ‘dont talk to me like you know me!’

HAHAHAHAHAHAH BO losing his mind and Adora being a hilarious himbo is SO GOOD

I LOVE CATRA’S ABSOLUTELY HEARTBREAKING ADORABLE MEMORY AND HALLUCINATIONS

‘im alway going to be your friend’  - ‘i’ll never say sorry to anybody’ GODDD

‘all i do is hurt people, there’s no one left in the entire universe who cares about me’ - a reasonable assumption based on your behaviour except for the fact that Adora has been trying to reach you for 4 FUCKING seasons with hand outstretched

THAT WAS SO FUCKING DRAMATIC I AM IN LOVE !! IN LOVE WITH THEM!!!!

are you fucking SERIOUS - ENTRAPTA MADE AN AB WINDOW IN BO’S SPACE SUIT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA

the animation in this goddamn season is CRAZY and INCREDIBLE

I ADORE Catra the self Martyr i ADORE that she’s going to go through the wringer still in Hord Prime’s hands.

THIS SEASON IS WORTH ALL THE REST

are YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME- i HATE THAT SHIT WHY MUST YOU MAR THIS SEASON WITH AN INTERRUPTION OF AN APOLOGY. STOP IT!!! IT’S NOT FUN IT’S NOT SATISFYING IT RUINS THE MOMENT IT WEAKENS THE EMOTION BY DRAGGING IT OUT FUCK!!!!

well i guess that was pretty good with Adora. wish they had made that a little bit longer

i love entrapta. she’s such a perfect element to throw into the mix. and her connections with AI’s are great

that scorpia and swift wind talk is so beautiful. they are also the PERFECT pair. ‘gosh have you ever noticed how many moons we have here? it’s weird.’ HAHAHAHA

they’re visiting a planet that’s been conquered by Prime...

I love how they made Entrapta flirty with her tech ahahahaha

i love how Adora is like: oh??? you’re coming to me??? for emotional advice??? uhhhhhh ok haha nice

I LOVE ADORA

i love swift wind’s drunk history retelling of what’s going on on Etheria - especially his impression of shadowweaver and his batman micah

Bo sure is very bad at forgiveness himself lol

‘well im NOT! running awayy that is. i AM smart’ AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! i love you adora

Adora spewing all her bullshit about Catra to total strangers ahahaha

this was SUCH amazing teamwork!!!

AND THAT MOMENT OF SHE-RA BEING BACK!!!!

GLIMMER ACKNOWLEDGING SHE MADE A MISTAKE AND THAT BO DESERVES TO BE MAD AND MAYBE THINGS WON’T BE THE SAME AGAIN BUT SHE WON’T STOP TRYING TO MAKE IT BETTER AND SHE’LL BE THERE IF HE’S EVER READY

FUCKING TEARS BABEY

jezus christ !! that was good!!! i take it back - it was a stupid interruption (they could have just had Bo respond ‘eh’ at an attempt at apology from glimmer....maybe) but they made the final apology INCREDIBLE

‘i can’t just leave her...’ the voice acting in this is sO GOOD

Catra made her whole plan to keep Adora away from Prime based on the assumption that if Glimmer was in Prime’s hands, then Adora would come to rescue her no matter the danger. So she saved Glimmer. But SHE FAILED TO REALISE THAT ADORA WOULD DO THE SAME FOR HER AHAHAHAHAHAHAA

the amazing thing about these highly tech advanced societies is that none of them have invented security cameras

glimmer getting some ptsd flashes

I KNEW that the heart of etheria was built by the First Ones to fight Hordak. Makes Mara’s decision a bit more ---- hMMMM not as great. Because Hordak has killed countless worlds since!

the hive mind lol. jezus Prime is so terrible.

oh my god the very concepts of Prime when behind a fictional buffer are so archtypically delicious. Catra’s glowy green eyes and full bow. hohhohhohho. that uniform also looks great

so Prime could do this to everyone but he chose to surround himself with clones. goddamn.

oh damn that lean-in, those hands on her neck. hmmmhm. gay

she FLINCHES when Prime lays a hand on her shoulder. DAMN. love it

‘you will give me she-ra’ ---- isn’t that what she’s been offering all along? lol

AND THEN HE LEAVES ADORA WITH A BRAINWASHED CONTROLLED PUPPET CATRA WHO ATTACKS HER

OH ITS SO DELICIOUS

brainwashed Catra is really sexy and disturbing hahahahahaha

this fight is so well choreographed. Catra letting herself almost fall, Adora gathering her into her arms, the scratch across the back, the damn knee into the midriff (OUCH), the dangling her in turn.

‘i always hated that guy in particular - and also all the other guys i hit on the way in.’ LOLOLOLOL

THE CHEEK TOUCH - THE TEARS AND SMILE - THE GREEN EYES AND THE BACKHAND AFJLDJFDSJFLKDSJSDFKSDFJ

‘you’re such an idiot!’

��yeah! i know!’

I LOVE THEM AAAAAAAAAAAAA ITS SO TRUE AHAHAHAHAHAHAI LOVE THEM

‘im going to take you home’

‘promise?’

NOELLE WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO ME

Adora watches Catra probably die and fall off into a endless pit. JUMPS IN AFTER HER ONE SECOND LATER

Prime really did miscalculate lol - his ship’s been destroyed by one stab at a server.

CATRA ALMOST DYING AND ADORA TRANSFORMING WITH GLOWY EYES GODDAMN!!!! HOLDING CATRA INTO HER ARMS BRIDAL STYLE. NEW OUTFIT!! WALKING INTO THE SHIP LIKE A BOSS. AND HEALS HER. HEY ADORA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND SHE FUCKING

PURRS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

all the fucking crying is so good

‘I kNOW YOU ALL HATE ME!” ‘I NEVER HATED YOU’ ‘Then you’re dumber than I thought’ HAHAHAHAHA i love how Catra cannot accept Adora’s friendship because she cannot forgive herself. but Adora never fucking gets it because she has the emotional intelligence of a crab!!!! the problem is that Adora is the exact shape of Catra’s heart - which is one big open wound. And if she presses - all she does is cause hurt

Catra is so adorable looking god.....

SPINERELLA AND NETOSSA KISSED!!!!!!!! awwwwwww they’ve been so cute for so long and they only got more and more screentime and Awwwww

Not-Hordak and ‘dehydrated protein slaw’ AhAHAHAHA

how did they find us? UHHH THERES A CHIP IN CATRA’S SPINE????

ADORA TELLING CATRA WHAT’S UP!! YES! Catra in a corner. Catra on her damn KNEES. ADORA BLUSHING AT HOLDING HER HAND

their first impulse is to hold each other at the ship shaking.

CATRA IS BLUSHING LOOKING AT ADORA TRANSFORM

SHE-RA CAN LITERALLY FLY THROUGH SPACE - well. make matter from light, breathe in a vacuum, jumpt from one asteroid to another....

I AM GLIMMER IN THIS: YEAAAHHHHHH!!!!!

Catra is very lucky that her biggest likely hater is already on her side: glimmer

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SPINERELLAAAA. what a fuckin bait and punch goddamn! making them so cute and then foreshadowing it perfectly and then BAM

CATRA IS CONFIDENT ENOUGH TO MESS WITH ADORA BY LITERALLY JUMPING INTO ADORA’S LAP

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CATRA IS

PURRING

catra is so effortlessly cool sitting in the window sill

i am actually loving that they have a not-Hordak with them. it humanises those clones a lot

this prince has farsight but they NEVER thought to recruit him BEFORE???

FUCKIN - I LOVE how spinerella and netossa have gotten so much more screentime - relevant to the plot and also revealing their characters. i wish we’d got this from the start!

well now i ship perfuma and scorpia lolololol

HAHAHAHAHA i LOVE this Seahawk and Mermista hiding behind a bar because of ex victims skjsfajfklds

Prince Peekabloo has an AMAZING design, but also he must be a fake. IT MUST BE DOUBLE TROUBLE. double trouble has TASTE

MERMISTA LOOKS SO COOL IN THAT OUTFIT - but also especially chipped and in shadows. they do love chipping people’s love interests

SCORPIA SACRIFICING HERSELF TO SAVE PERFUMA. jezus christ so much love interest drama suddenly wow

‘happy anniversary’ that is HEARTBREAKING

what a great ending to a very silly episode. that’s the balance. a last message from the last soldier standing...

‘WHY DOES SPACE HATE ME SO MUCH!?!?!’ hahahahaah

Catra’s fingers shake......

‘take it from somebody who’s defeated you guys, like, a lot’ AAHAHAHA

FINALLY CATRA IS ON THEIR SIDE TO BE THE SMARTS IN TEH ROOM

ADORA LOOKS SO BADASS IN THAT SPACESHIP CHAIR

chipping everyboddy so they’re like zombies was a great story idea.

catra upset at her signs of upset. CUTE

why the FUCK is Adora’s hair out of her spacesuit ahahahahahahaha. IM SO GLAD THAT BO AGREES WITH ME ON THE ADORABLENESS OF CATRAS HELMET HAHAHAHAHAA

catra is happy to see adora laugh again.... : ‘)

CATRA JUST CLAWED THROUGH FIVE CENTIMETERS OF STEEL????!?!?!?!

ADORA IS BLUSHING AAHAHAHAHAHAAAA

I LOVE how Catra is like, WHAT THE FUCK at having lost to these people

Entrapta trying to deal with Wrong-Hordak in existential crisis is a hilarious premise

THE ANGRIER YOU GET THE CUTER YOU ARE!!! I LOVE BO

oh wow! a first ones colony! very cool! this whole planet works against intruders and plays tricks on them. i do like how first ones are definitely like, still imperial shitlords like subtly. i love how Wrong-Hordak has a realisation arc in the background.

HOLY SHIT THIS IS CREEPY

CATRA DISARMED THIS CAT CREATURE WITH HER CUTE SNEEZE AHAHAHAHA

CATRA IS PETTING A CAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AHAHAHAHA EVERY SINGLE THING WE COULD HAVE EVER WANTED IS COMING TRUE

catra is working on not lashing out :’) <= literally adora and also me

Melog is so ADORABLE and imprinted on Catra and LOVES ADORA and AGHGHGHG

I love how Adora can make her eyes glow on command

Castaspella was blushing at Shadowweaver being so close lolololol. wow this is the first time Castaspella has been interesting. ‘and stop me, if i take the power for myself’ i love aunty shadowweaver.

AAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAH WHAT HAHAAHHAAAAHA Catra notices she’s holding Adora’s hand and goes ARGGH and doesn’t just take her hand back but throws it away ahhaahaha. Adora doesn’t even respond. that was so hilarious for some reason.

GLIMMER KISSING CATRA’S CHEEK HELLO??? HELLO?????????

‘is what i would have said before i joined you. go team’ hahahaa

‘you’re wearing hooded cloaks. that’s highly suspicious’ AHAHAHAHAHA fucking meta

I LOVE HOW ADORA IS THE ‘oh god my fuckin friends blowing our cover great’ person here

MELOG IS ALREADY STEALING MUSHROOMS FOR CATRA TO EAT AHAHAHAHA I LOVE THEM

Spinerella and Netossa are so BADASS and i love their fight. it’s so deliciously painful and cool hehehehehe

so the only person im fighting here is!.....my own wife...

I LOVE THEM

spinerella is so op lololol - why did she barely do anything for them when they were still fighting hordak

wrong hordak is so fucking cute ahahahahaha

goddamn that reunion was touching and funny at the same time. and i can actually believe that Prime is having trouble with this slippery team of magic users

I love Netossa’s analysis of the princesses weaknesses. Adora: can’t act to save her life. also extreme hair envy with she-ra

BUT GLIMMER: crippling self-doubt mixed with overwhelming hubris AHAAHAHHAAHAHAHAHA

OH MY GOD SHE SPRITZED CATRA WITH WATER JFDKLDFWDSFKSDFKJLDSJFJDSFKDSLKFSDLFJLKFLKDJFLKS AHAAHAHAAHA

PERFUMA DON”T BE A BITCH TO CATRA. (even though yeah Catra did treat Scorpia bad) she’s right you need to fuckin go for the neck (this episode is gonna show us that you need to damage the chip AND get through to scorpia and it’s going to take catra and perfuma ofc)

awwwww glimmer and bo.... bo is really worried about his dad :’( . this is the first time ive found myself shipping bo and glimmer.....the way he sighs into her arms, turns his face into her neck. Yes....

AWWW CATRA AND ADORA CHALLENGING EACH OTHER AGAIN AWWWW

BO’S DADS LEFT HIM A CLUE IN A FUCKING DAD JOKE ahahaahahahahaah

perfuma is really getting on my nerves here. ‘we dont throw tanks at our friends’ uhhhh shes trying to kill you. just let perfuma get electrocuted adora

AH THEY FINALLY GIVE AN ORIGIN STORY FOR ‘GRAYSKULL’! ha! i do love how they keep elaborating on the First Ones as tyrants as well

hmm perfuma was right i guess. i didnt really like that development. urgh god perfuma is so grating lol..

i wonder how shadowweaver and catra are gonna....deal with each other....

hah. shadowweaver tries to weasel in with Adora again. but Adora won’t stand for it again....

Melog literally acts out Catra’s emotions and jumps adora playfully. hehehehe

shadowweaver is such a fucking bitch. i wonder if we’ll ever get her to admit guilt or apologise

no adora. you have to fucking defend catra to shadowweaver. THAT is what you have to do now that you can!

SHE JUST JUMPED INTO FIRE FOR ADORA

shadowweaver preying on Adora and Catra again goddddd. let this be an episode in which they finally shuck her off. Adora fucking THINK, the only reason you could transform in the first place was BECAUSE of Catra.

YEAHHHHH CATRA!!!!!!!! GETTING ALL THE INFO BEFORE ADORA GETS MANIPULATED INTO SOMETHING SHE DIDN’T CHOOSE. naturally she still chooses to do it.

Melog lies half on top of Adora while Catra watches her.... god fuckin hell Melog being an extension of Catra’s feelings is so fucking AMAZING

holy FUCK that confrontation. (i love how every confrontation between adora and catra starts in roughhousing - their language is extremely physical). this is the softer version of catra’s and adora’s dynamic. Catra loves Adora and she wants Adora to choose HER, LIFE WITH HER. ‘what do you want?’ (WHAT ABOUT ME??) But Adora always chooses some higher hero purpose over her. and she doesn’t want to watch Adora die....

‘i dont have to watch it happen...’

god fuckin hell this season.

shadowweaver BELIEVES that she did the right things - of course. and that’s fascinating. and I love that Adora finally totally truly was like: YOU RUIN PEOPLE AND I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU. fuck yeah!

so when was the moment that Adora couldn’t become she-ra anymore? think it’s when she lost track of Catra....

I love Melog - I love how Catra cannot hide from her feelings anymore - at all.

the way glimmer asks adora ‘are you scared?’ ugh MY HEART

i love martyrs. i fucking LOVE martyrs.

oh my god hallucination Catra touching foreheads with Adora.....

EVERYTIME Glimmer just straight up shows Catra affection? that’s some good shit. i thought we were gonna have Glimmer going after Catra for her mother’s death at one point but no....not at all. and i dont mind it

GLIMMER SAID I LOVE YOU TWICE TO BO AND THEN BO SAID IT BACK AND KISSED HER DSFKSDLBJDS FOREHEAD !!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I LOVE MARA!!!

the fights this season have been SO! GOOD!

i love how they’ve set up that Glimmer is a fucking POWERHOUSE. she can turn the tide of battle in a blink!

naturally they pit Micah against Glimmer. jfc this poor family....

there is something important about Prime not remembering Mara....

SHE BEAT MICAH SHE BEAT HIM!!!! WALKING RIGHT THROUGH HIS STORM OF DARK MAGIC.

SCORPIA CRADLED BO LIKE A BABY

SHADOWWEAVER SAVING CATRA? FOR ONCE???? FOR ONCE CHOOSING CATRA OVER POWER????? FUCK THAT’S CATHARTIC EVEN IF IT WAS ONLY TO GET ADORA TO THE HEART

catra has such a soft heart really. she still, after everything, loves shadowweaver. god....

SHE SAID SHE WAS PROUD OF CATRA. SHE --- SHE - SHE SACRIFICED HERSELF. GOD THE VOICEACTING FOR CATRA WHEN SHE - ADORA FALLING TO HER KNEES. THEIR PSEUDO MOTHER... AGHLDJDWFJJDSLF

FUCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKk

EVERY SINGLE LINE IS SO GOOD, so well-acted. the ‘im ready’ the way she says ‘catra’ like she can’t take anything anymore

i couldn’t write anything for the whole rest of that i was just covering my mouth with my hands

The fuckiN KISS! the look of PURE LOVE on ADoRA”S FACE

which in the back of my head - they cannot actually cut that in any way - it’s impossible to cut

adora with those blue eyes in the blaze, the magic is beautiful adora excising prime from hordak’s mind (WOW), adora and catra touching foreheads and the slight PURR you can hear, adult bo and glimmer (lookin so nice), adult catra (LOOKING SO HANDSOME in her prom-y outfit,) Glimmer chasing Catra, just, GOD, THE UTENA FUCKING REFERENCE, the way they say they love each other, my GOD, Scorpia being like woah perfuma you look nice, MY GOD MY GOD MY GOD THEM GOING TO SPREAD MAGIC TO THE UNIVERSE GOD!!!!!!

every single thing in this season was worth 4 seasons of enjoyable, entertaining, interesting, frustrating and meh. WOAH! WOAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[faunusrights]

OFFAL HUNT REMASTERED LIVEBLOG // CHAPTER 14

IN THIS EPISODE OF THE OFFAL HUNT LIVEBLOG:

On the other end of the line, Cinder let out a tight sigh. “Yeah. Okay, well—I’m in a difficult position right now. I’m balancing a lot. So, that wasn’t, you know, directed at you or whatever… I’m just trying to deliver you to Atlas. That’s all.”

“Yeah,” Glynda said. “This apology sucks.”

CINDER FALL TRIES TO HAVE MANNERS. AND FAILS. BUT SHE TRIES.

it’s been a WHILE but i’m STILL HERE!!!!!!!!! also i’m a little late to the draw and also unlike w/ prior chaps i did actually read this one when it came out so i’ve had my first run already. BUT that means i actually get 2 Focus so lets get this party started

so we’re now entering into the New Umbraroot Arc which Frightens me on a deep and intrinsic scale because now i have no padding to ready me for whatever the Hell is going to occur, but i do know it will be gay(er) than the current content was (is/shall be) and here’s the proof

It had only been a day, but the sound of Cinder’s voice was a relief to Glynda’s senses.

glynda that’s gay. hey. hey. glynda have u been told yr a lesbian. lesbeeb. besbion--

“Not at all.” Thank god. It was one thing to be traveling with Cinder Fall. It was entirely another to have her checking in on Glynda’s well-being.

cinder: my well-being is SHIT but thankfully there’s someone nearby doing WORSE than me, which makes me feel better at least,

“Oh.” Our sounded strange in her mouth.

my favourite thing abt any gay media and content is that it’s gay in ways that hettie(tm) nonsense can only dream of being. when a story is abt a guy and a gal all the romantic tension comes from like. looking at a tiddy or getting naked or w/e the shit. here? it’s literally found entirely in the use of the word our. such power. i love it.

I went from unknown to one of Atlas’ most wanted overnight, which is charming… And also annoying, because they refuse to stop pasting wanted posters on every street corner.

i feel like cinder is the type of bitch to send pics of them back to emerald like ‘is my face ACTUALLY that janky??? my hair is a state. you think they’ll use a selfie if i ask nicely???’

Cinder hummed, affirmative. “Which would be unnecessary, if you hadn’t reported me.”

Glynda returned, “I wouldn’t have reported you if you hadn’t been committing a crime.”

glynda you snitch. you narc. you bootlicker. does be gay do crime mean NOTHING to you,

We left a funny taste in her mouth, almost as strange as when Cinder had said our. She tried not to examine it too closely.

again. look at this shit. this is real slowburn hours. this is how u DO IT.

Her heart was beginning to feel like a pin cushion with all the needles pulled out, little holes left in their wake.

would i be showing my age if i glanced at this and wondered if it were a reference to the inciting og offal hunt inspiration fic or. it does doesnt it. okay moving on.

“Okay.” And then, in an effort to change the subject to something lighter: “I’ve never broken into a country before.”

glynda’s complete and continuous inability to actually like. do what she plans on doing is SO funny to me. she’s going to be stealthy, she says, throwing a man aside in obvious fashion. i’m going to be subtle, she says, being as conspicuous as possible. she’s a disaster and i live for it.

"The Faunus." Cinder's voice was cold. "Don't speak to her."

this part of this fic is subtitled ‘cinder’s rank opinions time’, apparently. not that u can tell. but it is. dsfhgjsdfghjghfjdk

In the silence that followed, Glynda thought of the stunted horns jutting above Cinder's hairline at the restaurant.

Glynda murmured, "That’s a horrible thing to say."

"Don’t start." There was no concession in her words. “I mean it.”

“...I just didn’t expect that from you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

There was something in Cinder’s tone that told Glynda that nothing she said would be correct. She said nothing.

cinder’s! rank! opinions! time! honestly this section victimises me the MOST as i very famously cried over an earlier section in which cinder thought abt all the faunus she grew up with, so i know that kc and diesel were looking to hurt me directly. that said i DO find it funny that cinder, yet again, looks like a pile of shit.  she can’t do anything right. naturally inclined to be the villain completely unintentionally. what a moron.

A harsh laugh. “What do you think we are, friends?”

“Well, no—um. Not really, but—”

YOU SEE. CINDER. PLEASE. £10 FOR U TO BEHAVE FOR FIFTEEN SECONDS.

“Then, just—just listen to me. I’m going to get us there. I p-promise.” There was a soft sound, like disgust or the prelude to a gag. “Urgh, your soul—give me more space.”

cinder: i’m inclined to being an asshole glynda: every time yr mean 2 me i’ll make u feel worse cinder: ah no. ah shit. i have to be nice??? ah fuck. what the shit is this.

Glynda thought of Ozpin. It wasn’t a comforting thought—more like the memory of a near-accident, like sliding on ice and feeling the world shift beneath you. It was a flinch-thought, and it would have made her miserable instead of just homesick had she not shut it out so quickly.

god the writing in this fic is so especially pristine. everything feels so real and visceral and you just know Exactly how that feels. it’s brilliantly punchy and i adore the way u get have the exact sensation click into place. it’s SO good.

She wondered if it was the same moon Bacia and Vivienne had looked upon. If they had felt the same beneath its pale light. The Great War had seen two shatterings of the moon, so perhaps it had appeared different, but… Glynda couldn’t help but wish that it was something they shared, even lifetimes apart.

👈😎👈

actually im a little nervous abt doing fingerguns because WHAT IF SMTHNG HAS CHANGED... but i think this bit is. safe. maybe. diesel. kc. am i safe,

Glynda closed her eyes and tried to feel out that instinctual power within her. Tried to know herself better. It resonated around her like a water in a tank, nearly palpable.

again this is just GREAT storytelling. i just LOVE how well kc and diesel turn abstract ideas into such physical manifestations it’s completely unreal. r y’all seein this shit???

upon checking his number, she’d discovered it had been blocked.

i love that glynda is abt as knowledgeable abt little jumps like this as the reader is. are we surprised as a reader? yes. is glynda also surprised? HELL YEAH SHE IS. SHE AIN’T GOT A FUCKIN CLUE MY DUDE.

Remembering the notes to herself not to trust Winter, Glynda opened the log hesitantly.

glynda no yr sending read receipts to yr future gf and thats a bad move on everybodys part

The indicator showed this wasn’t the first time Glynda had accessed the message. She couldn’t remember doing so. 

OH NO BITCH U ALREADY DID

“Special Operative Schnee, things are…” Glynda paused, searching for something suitably vague to say. “Proceeding.

do you see what i mean abt glynda’s ineptitude. it’s slapstick levels of ridiculous and i’m living for it.

Do you suspect she’s attempting to cross the border?”

“Maybe.”

‘sure,’ glynda says. ‘you could word it like that if you wanted to.’

“Bold of her, if nothing else. She should know there will—” Glynda skimmed through the rest of the paragraph to reach the end, the corners of her mouth curling. “—can make arrangements. Let me know if there’s anything else you need.”

HGSDFGKHJSFDGHKJDF JESUS CHRIST

its like in fallout 4 when someone tells u important info and when u click past it the main character just goes ‘uh huh’ ‘yeah’ ‘okay’ ‘sure’ ‘mm-hm’ as the text boxes whizz by GLYNDA PLEASE

Bubbles appeared, showing that Cinder was typing. Glynda waited.

And waited.

And waited.

The bubbles appeared and disappeared four times.

She flipped back to Cinder’s conversation and found that, after all that time, Cinder had finally settled on a reply.

It said:

“Good.”

i just had to pair these up for a second if only to say: dis me lol

okay let’s double back for a second just to cover this Juicy Lore:

If you’d like, I can arrange a bouquet of flowers to be left at your mothers’ memorial site. My thoughts are with you.”

For a long moment, Glynda simply stared at the screen. [...] In quick succession, she realized that it had been sixteen days since she’d met with Cinder in the restaurant and that it was soon to be the anniversary of her mothers’ deaths.

WHAT IS THIS LORE MA’AM AND MX??? **MA’X**??? firstly idk what the HELL the Black March tragedy is but im fascinated but also: did u have to do that. can ONE person in this fic not have [spoilers redacted cant say that yet no sir] problems??? no??? die. dsfhjgghjkfsddf

Glynda picked herself up from the armchair, neat and tidy, and disassembled into bed, pulling the covers up to her throat. With her Semblance, she turned off the lights. She closed her eyes.

It was quiet. Cold. The only thing she felt was the weight of her soul.

Her Scroll buzzed. Glynda answered it.

“Glynda.” It was Cinder. “I can feel that.”

okay following on from cinder’s text message, i just. love that cinder’s having such direct repercussions to her shitty shitty actions. like this is all tying together in some 👈😎👈 instances but having cinder be her usual callous self and having to literally turn around and start fucking Being Nice For Once is VERY gratifying. fuck you you lil round-faced one-braincelled baby. time to learn to have some Manners. jgdsfghsdfghfjd

She’d simply resigned to the loneliness of having no one to trust but Cinder, and then, not even having her.

... thats gay. hey lads is that gay? its gay. it feels gay.

On the other end of the line, Cinder let out a tight sigh. “Yeah. Okay, well—I’m in a difficult position right now. I’m balancing a lot. So, that wasn’t, you know, directed at you or whatever… I’m just trying to deliver you to Atlas. That’s all.”

“Yeah,” Glynda said. “This apology sucks.”

this feels like a reference to 👈👈👈😎👈👈👈 (IS IT. AM I RIGHT. IT IS ISNT IT) but also: LOOK AT CINDER GO. TRYING. BADLY. BUT TRYING. i love her she sucks so much shes such a dumbass. feel the consequences. feel them.

Glynda chided herself; Cinder Fall wasn’t capable of remorse, but she was more than capable of simple math. It seemed the worse she treated Glynda, the worse she herself would feel.

glynda: she’s doing this because it makes her feel better, not me cinder in like idk 20 chapters down the line:

(i guess thats another 👈😎👈 moment but for GOOD REASON)

There was a shift, like Cinder was rolling over, or maybe propping herself up. Was she in bed also? It triggered the remembrance of Glynda’s own physicality, and she turned over as well, searching in the dark for the nightstand and the lamp upon it. The light clicked on. The room brightened. Glynda settled in, ready.

OOOOOH THE PARALLELS. glynda turning the lights off and sinking into darkness and the void versus perking up and sitting up and turning the lights on when talking to cinder!!!!!!! POETIC CINEMA. OOF. OOF. HOW DOES FIFTEEN POINTS OF LOVE TASTE.

“Great! Lovely. Glad to hear it.” Fangs rounded out the words like scissors. A pleasant sense of satisfaction unfurled in Glynda’s chest. “So, once upon a fucking time—”

there were two gays and they were enemies to lovers but didnt know it yet. but they will be.

THATS CHAPTER 14 BABEY!!!!!!!! i LOVED this chap and i can rly feel kc and diesel gearing up for umbraroot. its great being able to like. feel the shift of focus goin on here and im SO ready to see this arc play out. once again offal hunt is the best fic ever made. this is a fact.

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Finished a binge re-play of Ocarina of Time (3D) for the first time in a very, very long time. Long-winded thoughts below.

Disclaimer: I played the original n64 version (red blood Ganondorf and all) ad NAUSEUM as a kid. It was by far in my top 3 most-played video games, and if you all know me you know that I don’t play a lot of video games, I play the same few over and over and over and become obsessed with them. As such, OoT is not new to me. I also played the 3D version once before, but it was over the course of several years when I was in college and that was a no-lens-of-truth run for the heck of it. I have not touched either since though, so this is the freshest eyes I’ve had on the game since I was probably about 6-7 years old seeing it for the first time. Do keep in mind though that I already knew virtually all the easter eggs and secrets and story and progression and had a vague recollection of the vast majority of dungeon concepts/puzzles before going in, because this game was my entire world for many formative years.

This game has really excellent dungeons. I ranked them below because I was inspired by my friend ML’s ranking (in fact a desire to rank them myself is what caused me to binge replay this in the first place), but honestly I found all of them engaging. My least favorite was ice cavern but even ice cavern has a really cool atmosphere and an interesting concept, it’s just a bit tedious and bottle management gameplay is not particularly fun to me.

1. Spirit Temple - unlike Shadow which uses invisible walls as a mechanic to trick you, Spirit subverts every single mechanic and puzzle you've encountered so far to really throw you. It's extremely clever. The ambience and overall design is also just excellent.

2. Forest Temple - gameplay wise it is fine but as the first adult temple it REALLY sets the scale and tone for the latter portion of your adventure; the vibe in this temple is just so fucking cool. The sacred forest meadow honestly does come off as sacred, ancient, and haunted but in an ethereal way as opposed to a spooky way. Ooh, I love it.

3. Ganon's Tower - the concept is excellent and the execution is solid, the medallion portion is interesting but the gauntlet up to Ganondorf with increasingly loud organ music and hallways filled with bats and just cool fights and great atmosphere makes this one of the sickest final dungeons I can think of. I was starting to be like "eh maybe the medallion rooms are a bit underwhelming" and then I got hit with the fakeout room in Light that just won me over with how cheeky it was. All the medallion rooms felt a bit like Spirit temple with how they played with expectations, which (ironically?) made the spirit portion actually the least good.

4. Gerudo Fortress - I'm counting mini dungeons and the whole espionage thing is just SO much fun. Break into a thieves’ hideout, jump across rooftops and shoot people with your bow to sneak past them?? WHAT IS NOT TO LOVE?????

5. Water Temple - okay I gotta say this replay really sold me on water temple. It's a cool concept and a fantastic atmosphere, and 3DS quality of life changes (boot swap ease of access + very clearly visually marked water level change rooms) made me actually thoroughly enjoy playing it. Also Dark Link is rightfully hailed as one of the coolest, if not the coolest, miniboss(es) in the game, so extra points there.

6. Bottom of the Well - Shadow's invisible wall mechanic is much more interesting when you can't see through them and everything is a potential trap. Falling down to the basement does get frustrating but that room where you light torches to open coffins and a FLOATING GIBDO EMERGES makes up for it, holy crap. Shadow Temple is underwhelming because Bottom of the Well already did what it tries to do but better.

7. Dodongo's Cavern - hey man I like blowing up dinosaurs this dungeon is just solid 0 complaints

8. Fire Temple - Fire Temple is also solid I just a) am so used to the original music that this version feels empty and lacking atmosphere by comparison, and b) find the above temples cooler. Shout out to dragon whack-a-mole boss fight though.

9. Shadow Temple - this suffers from being the only temple I really had completely memorized (I think my weenie friends* must have made me beat it for them as kids) so playing it this time was really just going through the motions; it didn’t get the chance to win me over because I remembered all of it and nothing particularly stuck out to me as being super clever. The boat ride, however, is sick as hell.

(*disclaimer: I was also a weenie. Shadow Temple scared the absolute pants off of me. But I clearly played it enough times that the entire thing was etched into my memory regardless, so.)

10. Deku Tree - does its job as tutorial dungeon, nice atmosphere, thats about all there is to say.

11. Jabu-Jabu's Belly - redeeming feature is using Ruto as a projectile. Throwing her at the ceiling switches will never not be hilarious. Honestly not a bad dungeon, merely gross and I like the other ones better.

12. Ice Cavern - I used to dread Ice Cavern; this time around I just found it tedious. The atmosphere is successful - it really feels cold and chilling - but not appealing enough to make up for it being dull and kind of annoying. Has the potential to be really cool if the blue fire were used in a more interesting way than “fill your bottles and dump them elsewhere.”

BUT, I feel it would be a complete disservice to my younger self and my younger self’s reasons for playing this game so much, if I focus completely on dungeons and disproportionately on gameplay in a review. Because while gameplay is a huge reason I kept going back to it (hard to want to go back to a game if it isn't fun to play), that’s not what made me love it so much, and a replay has given me fresher eyes to enjoy everything else it has to offer.

Ocarina of Time creates a world and a story that I deeply cared about, and revisiting as an adult, I find if anything I have more take-aways than I did previously. I have always really enjoyed coming-of-age narratives when done well, and this is a coming-of-age narrative done REMARKABLY well. You see dumb bratty kids doing dumb bratty kid things and then see the mature people they’ve grown into 7 years later; the game does not make the mistake of projecting a personality onto a voiceless protagonist, but it does imply a narrative arc for him (and you) regardless just through how strong and cool and awesome you get by the end and all the rad shit you’ve accomplished over the course of the game. It manages to very, very successfully make its story about other characters who DO have personalities, but also make you as the blank slate mc cool guy hero very much have a part in that story that feels very earned and satisfying.

Link doesn’t have a personality. You can project whatever the hell you want onto him or nothing at all. Ocarina of Time makes that *work*, because it doesn’t try to frame him as either ~adult in a child’s body~ or ~child in adult’s body~, it just lets you experience the literal growth from a kid who has to jump to reach ledges and has to thwack things twice with a slingshot and tiny sword, to an adult who can LAUNCH MASSIVE PILLARS INTO THE AIR and one-shot previously difficult enemies, and interpret that however you will. I think the most powerful example of this is going back in time again after doing several adult temples, and entering the bottom of the well, where you see enemies you’ve previously only encountered as an adult, and feel confident that you can tackle them as a child, too.

I really love these kinds of narratives. Where the growth of the main character is purely in the sense of you as the player becoming more adept and stronger, and the context of the story makes that mean something, but the game doesn’t try and pretend the avatar itself has a 3-dimensional personality.

I also think the balance between narrative and gameplay is excellent once it hits its groove. The beginning is very hand-holdy (Navi taught me how to open a door after I had already opened a door elsewhere because she’s scripted to do it at a specific door even though you can technically get to a later one first. lol), and I very firmly believe that with Saria’s Song as a device that lets you seek advice when you want to, it is completely unnecessary to have Navi yell at you what she thinks you should be doing. That said, the game doesn’t stop you from doing whatever the hell you want, and the number and depth of dungeons makes exploring and killing stuff by FAR the meat of the game, over the story. There is a suggested dungeon order, but you have some freedom if you’d rather do them a bit out of order, and there is a LOT of fun side stuff you can do and get rewarded for.

Most of that side stuff is an excellent way to highlight the humor in this game. If you beat Malon’s horse race record she mails a literal fucking cow to your house. Your house in Kokiri Forest. You just show up and there is a fucking cow in your house. That is the funniest thing that has ever happened in a game in the history of forever, sorry. You can race the running man, and all of the other sidequests in the game make you think there is a beatable goal you’ll be rewarded for, and the fucker just goes “lol good try but I beat you by one second. :)” You can blow up the Gossip Stones and they turn into rocketships and launch into space. After you beat the game, and have a really poignant moment with Princess Zelda where she sends you back in time, there is a completely out of nowhere dance party featuring the entire cast in celebration. The game does not try to explain this. It just gives you a dance party, and after such a bittersweet finale and such a fun and engaging game, a no-context dance party is exactly what it needs. A line o Gerudo doing the can-can? Thank you, yes please.

There is SO much that this game does not feel any need to justify in-game, that it simply puts in there because it is fun or cool or both, and I appreciate that so much. There are easter eggs out the butt (still haven’t bothered catching the Hylian Loach and I have still NEVER found the sinking lure despite following every guide in existence). Most of the temples imply some sort of greater history that is not even the slightest bit touched on. It has a very cohesive “core” game that has a start-to-finish suggested progression and a matching narrative, and it has absolute mountains of random shit outside of that it in no way pretends to justify. It explains just enough to give it ground to stand on, but no more, leaving you with more questions than answers. That ambiguity drove me nuts as a kid, but now, I think it’s also why I kept coming back. I wanted answers the game wouldn’t give me so I felt compelled to try and find them myself.

Ocarina of Time’s ending is incredible in ways I am just now able to appreciate. First of all, Zelda is like “I’m gonna send you back in time now” and pulls up the Ocarina and instead of playing the Song of Time which everything in the game implies she should, she plays Zelda’s Lullaby and hesitates just enough on the last note as you are sent back in the past - oof, that’s a good moment. The entire game you’re told about how the Kokiri can’t survive outside of the forest and suddenly they’re at Lon Lon Ranch having a dance party. You walk away from the Master Sword and seal it back in the temple, but nonsensically are then able to meet Zelda in her garden as if nothing had happened, meaning she sent you back so far it erased not just the adult timeline but also everything you accomplished as a child too? So many questions, but the fact that it does not even bother to answer them and just leaves you with such an open-ended image of you and Zelda as kids, calling back to that very early moment after the first dungeon in the game, and you can interpret for yourself what exactly that means.

I’m getting rambly (HAHA as if I’m ever not) so I should wrap this up shortly. Ocarina of Time’s ending is why I am so vehemently opposed to the concept of a ~Zelda Timeline~. The ending is nonsensical if you try to apply concrete logic to it. This game proposes ideas and makes me feel a certain way about them and the ending succeeds in providing just enough closure to make me satisfied and just enough open-ness that makes me want to keep coming back to it to experience it again. It’s not an open-and-shut piece of history of a fake world, it’s a really remarkable journey thats ambiguity is what allows it to feel so very magical.

Ooh boy I can’t wait to replay MM again, but that is a game I’ve never stopped playing, so it’ll be anything but fresh. It hits different right after completing OoT, though. The only way to follow up on a story like Ocarina of Time is to be even MORE batshit, ambiguous, and loose with your definition of how time works.

[egotisticalee]

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“angelii-ii: ok but them talking about pain reminded me of some of my...”

oh I'm down if you want to talk about them dude fdjhgfdjh

you know what? its pain story time gsdfdsfsdfsd ill put em all under a read more. tws for a couple vague mentions of blood, some unsanitary kinda stuff, menstruation, brief mention of surgery (not in any detail) and some detailed descriptions of a whole lotta pain.

okay so in remembering all my pain stories, ive remembered quite a few injuries i got when i was little, that i dont really remember the pain of, i just remember that it was painful, including

falling (with extra momentum) and splitting my gum open on cobblestones

getting smashed in the face with a dodgeball

that time i got a throat infection so bad that breathing hurt and i sat in the school office for several hours before my mum picked me up

falling off monkey bars, landing on my butt and being so winded that i couldn’t speak for ten minutes

being pulled over by my nana’s dog, landing on my shoulder and yet again being winded, this time so bad that i couldn’t breathe in for about ten seconds and for those ten seconds i genuinely thought i might die

that time i got a bladder infection - i remember writhing in pain in the backseat of my mum’s car as she drove me to A&E but i don’t really actually remember the pain

the chronic stomachaches i would have that i recently realised might be connected to my possible lactose intolerance/sensitivity and the fact that i pretty much only drank milk as a child (can you guess how the bladder infection happened)

with doing pole, i constantly get covered in bruises and such and a lot of moves cause some low-level pain but that’s because of the grip - the pain is mostly due to like, the pulling on the skin and its never really more than a few bruises and some tender skin on the thighs (except for that time where i somehow tore the skin of my thigh... underneath the top layer of skin fsdsadsa). the closest i’ve gotten to a proper pole injury is falling out of a duchess onto my arse and being a little more bruised that usual, and the several times in the past couple months that i’ve smashed my head into the pole whilst doing a flying cat at full power. 

and honestly pole has done a lot for my pain threshold. it’s like, i notice the pain is there, but it doesn’t bother me because i’ve felt it so often. and its also because i know that the pain of keeping this grip is way way less than the pain that i will feel if i let go sdfsdfsdfsd i find myself with so many small bruises now that i know aren’t from pole because of the position of them but i cant think where i got them - because they’re probably from bumping into things and that pain is so small and common to me that i immediately forget about it

on the other hand i also have. really bad hips. and sometimes when im just moving, ill catch a nerve and a shot of pain will go through my entire leg and that shit hurts. ive noticed it most commonly happens if i twist when im stepping somewhere but i dont turn the leg thats planted. i was also once balancing on one leg whilst putting a sock on and my hip just. popped out. and i think it immediately went back but i couldnt properly move that leg for ten minutes and i was in a fair bit of pain

my worst pain experiences though... hoo boy. i kinda narrowed them down to three.

im afab and i have periods so of course i gotta deal with cramps every so often, and they can get pretty bad - just like, doubled over, seeking out anything warm to put on my stomach. i’d say about a 5 on the pain scale. but after my gsce exams (exams that uk kids take in year 11 which is the equivalent of sophomore year of high school. they’re the first exams you take that you get an actual qualification from) i didnt have my period for 3 months. and if im late on my period, my cramps get bad. so on the 17th august, a week before my 16th birthday, ya boy was in fucking agony and for some reason in my brain i was also vehemently against taking any painkillers. eventually my nana convinced me to take one of her morphine tablets though and i felt way better hdfgdsff

theres also the time last november when i got an ear infection. earlier that day i had had a massive nosebleed that lasted for about 20 minutes and made me feel super woozy, so along with all the shit that came with dealing with that (i had to go to A&E to get checked out) it was already a pretty rough day. and then that evening my ear started hurting real bad and it just progressively got worse, and i hardly slept that night at all. i was in pure agony by like. 1am and it lasted the entirety of the night, no matter that i took painkillers. the only reprieve i got was at one point, i was watching yt videos and an ad for headspace came on, and i listened along to the meditation thingy it was doing, but of course once the ad was over, the pain was back full force and i could do nothing but cry (so of course i started to get a headache on top of all of it). thankfully once i got to the doctors the next day and got some antibiotics, it cleared up super fast. i was also talking to darkwarf (i wont tag him so he doesnt have to read this fdsffds) and funnily enough our talks that night were what birthed his character teddy.

and then what i think is officially the worst pain ive ever been in, was the first time i got my tailbone infection. me and my mum went on a coach to a roller derby game and at the end of the day my tailbone was aching quite a bit, as if i’d bruised it. i brushed it off as just being the fact that i had sat in shitty coach seats for several hours, then uncomfortable plastic chairs for more hours, then shitty coach seats again. the next day though. ya boi was in agony again. i could not find any way to be comfortable - the closest i could get to comfort was standing. every movement of my hips was pure pain and i couldnt walk properly. the pain was so bad i just could not put one foot in front of the other and i ended up walking by essentially swiveling on each foot and keeping my hips as still as possible.  the worst part was when my mum drove me to the walk in centre - although i knew that i was going to where i would be helped, the car. oh, the car. somethign about that seat - and since this infection has recurred several times, i know it is a feature of all car seats - maybe it was the angle, or whatever, but it was pure agony to sit in. i spent the whole car ride with my arm on the car door and my other hand on the car seat, holding myself up to make it not so bad, but with every bump of the car, pain was fucken. shooting through me. it would take me like 10 full seconds to lower myself into a chair or push myself out of one.  sleeping was awful cause i sleep on my side and i turn quite a few times before i can get to sleep - and of course turning with my hips how they were was incredibly painful. im not very vocal when it comes to pain but this thing had me yelping and everything. plus the antibiotics i had to take were fucking miserable. they tasted absolutely disgusting and i had to have them 4 times a day on an empty stomach (no food 2 hours before or 1 hour after) for 2 week and it was awful. this bastard is also recurring. the last time it got super bad was funnily enough about a week after my ear infection. honestly yall. late nov-dec 2018 was the worst fucken time for my physical health. but actually! in 2020 i am hopefully getting a surgery to stop the infections once and for all! but with the way the NHS is going, honestly who fucking knows. i do know that i will hunt down and kill boris johnson if he stops me getting this surgery.

[meadowlarkkitties]

supermidnightqueen asked:

*comes in with Brassy (MY brassbitty), edge (my coral), Knight (my king), Soul (my Chain), Honey (my Honey bo), and le roi (my mamba).* Hi! I heard from vex that you just opened shop! i wanted to look around and see what caught my boys intrest before picking one, if thats okay.

meadowlarkkitties answered:

Meadow smiled brightly when you walked in with your own bitties, she didn’t see other types too much these days since she spent her time here at the shop making sure the kitties were well taken care of. Greeting you first before she praised each of the bitties in turn, making sure to compliment them all heavily. “Miss Vex is a lovely person, thank you for coming over to see us.” Meadow’s smile was bright and welcoming as she gestured you into the adoption center. “Oh of course, the kitties do like when visitors spend some time getting to know them.” She smiled as Clove hopped down from a high catwalk onto her shoulders. “I’m Meadowlark and this is my Papysynnian, Clove.” She reached up to rub the side of his skull earning her a purr. “Please come on in everyone, sit down. Would you like something to drink? Or a snack?” As the group of you all sat down some of the more outgoing felines batted at lamia tails gently or peeked over the arms of the couches at the snake bitties and their owner. A Boss Coon the first to jump up and sit close to you, folding his forepaws and swaying his fluffy tail. A Russian Blueberry peeking at your Mamba with wide eyes, admiring the shine on his scales and he reached out very tentatively, eyes looking up at the mamba for permission to touch. A Honey Fold hopped down from a cat walk above to sit on the arm of the couch, watching curiously from a distance while a Redimese flat refused to get close to any of the snakes yet, eyeing the group from beside Meadowlark. “So what kind of companion are you looking for?” “Clearly they are feline up for a furry companion.” A sansapura smirked as he appeared next to your King, grinning wickedly and expecting groans. He got them as a Papysynnian hopped up next to him and shoved the Sansapura to the floor with a scolding look.

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I giggled as knight and soul began petting a few of the kittybitties. “well, i honestly enjoy all types of bitties. But i was hoping to find a bitty that my bois and brassy would feel conformable around, are comfortable around my boys, and at the same time willing to help out soul when it comes to my disorders.” I moved Le Roi to my shoulder as honey slithered behind me. “I know i’ll have a bit of a hard time choosing. i am glad that the adorable kittys have agreed to meet with me.”  brassy was looking out of a pocket in my shirt at the kittybitties in awe

“You may touch” Le Roi hisses at the Russian Blueberry from my shoulder. Knight started petting sansapura as Soul waved to the Honeyfold and Redimese in greeting.

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@supermidnightqueen More of the less shy felines quickly piled around Knight and Soul, leaning into the pettings and purring at differing volumes. They were quite enjoying the attention and were not shy about letting that be known, even the Redimese giving in and surrendering to some pettings himself. “Oh I can understand that completely, when it comes to things like that I will make a suggestion that a Papysynnian, Boss Coon, or a Russian Blueberry make fine additions to large groups of bitties and are among our more helpful felines when it comes to such things.” Meadow offered gently, not pushing any one breed but those three were known for being far more intune to their owners and other around them. It was one of the reasons she had Clove, he helped tremendously with her own issues.

As the two spoke the Boss Coon puffed up that his type had been recommended, of course they would. The fluffy cats, while a bit of an ego trip, were very balance felines in their own high opinion. The blueberry’s eyes sparkled with joy when Le Roi allowed him to touch the gleaming scales, his fingers moving over the sheen of them with a gentle, admiring quality. “So pretty.” The praise was instant and genuine, the feline having never seen lamias before, especially lamias with such brilliant scales.

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“Thissss one” Le Roi hisses as he preened from the praised that the russian blueberry gave him. I laughed quietly as knight and soul clearly liked a boss coon and papysynnian each.

“it seems that they are quite taken with those kittys. they are quite beautiful” I said as edge move to ‘accidently’ pet the redimese.

“if i cant decide, do you mind if i take all three? I have a feeling that knight and le roi might put up a little bit of sulking and puppy eyes to get the kitty they want.” I stated with a sigh but smiled.

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The Blueberry’s eyes grew wide when the mamba declared that he wanted him and he wiggled happily, the bell on his scarf chiming softly as he did. He moved carefully closer to the Mamba, still looking at the gleaming scales with an admiring look. The Boss Coon fluttered his thickly furred tail as he was pet, his purr a low rumble and he relaxed into the arms that held him, quite content. As for the Papysynnian, he was much louder in his own purring, his long tail swinging happily as he leaned into every pet given to him. “Oh not at all, in my opinion the more cats the merrier but I may be a little biased.” Meadow grinned and pet Clove’s head softly. The Redimese glanced at Edge touched him, his ears perking just a bit and he made a harumph sound before shifting his body ever so subtly towards the petting, not that he liked it or anything. Ha, as if. Still, his tail did swing towards the coral, coming to rest along his own by TOTAL ACCIDENT.

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I giggled behind my hands as i watched the redimese and edge. it was just too funny.

“ anyways” I said through my giggles as i ran my hand along the boss coon “I just need-” honey cut me off by draping himself over me. “Honey noooo! I need to decide”

“dont care, your warm and comfy” Honey hissed.

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Meadowlark smiled over at the two fell type bitties as they “begrudgingly” tolerated the other’s company, the Boss lifting his back into the petting as his fluffy tail coiled around your wrist loosely. “Decisions are tough.” She laughed softly at the antics of all the bitties, eyes soft and loving as she reached into a basket filled with blankets and offered it to Honey as he draped over your form. The Redimese blushed slightly and looked away from you when you noticed how close he was to Edge, shoving his hands in his pockets and tucking his head into the fluff of his hood a bit.

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honey took the offered blanket and draped it over himself, covering my face in the process. Le Roi snickered at my misfortune. edge pretended not to notice that he was still petting the redimese. knight and soul were cuddling the kitties.brassy giggled a bit.

“honey not the face!”  I laughed as i tried to move the blanket out of my face. honey winked at meadow. “sssssssshes the trouble maker ssssometimessss and needssss to ssssleep more than an hour” honey hissed in amusement. the other lamias nodded

“Hey! dont gang up on me!” I totally didnt pout under the blanket.

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Meadowlark’s face scrunched up in amusement as Honey winked at her, Clove shaking his head a bit but you could see he also found it funny. The Blueberry leaned up on the very tips of his paws to try and uncover your face helpfully, however he wasn’t all that tall so was a bit of a chore for the guy. Giving up he sat in your lap and waved to Brassy before going back to admiring Le Roi’s scales. “Only an hour? Oh my oh my. I think a nap is in order than.” Meadow exaggerated her tones as she spoke and Clove pawed at his owner.

“Don’t be mean, Meddie.” He huffed and you stuck your tongue out at the cat. The redimese watched the goings on curiously, still sitting beside Edge. He lowered himself so he could stretch his legs out behind him, folding his forepaws and somehow ending up resting right up against the coral lamia. “are they always like this?” he questioned idly, crimson eye lights a bit confused by the antics but interested.

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“I-i think so” brassy said as he watched. “honey only recently started teaseing Midnight like this” knight said as he petted the Papysynnian. I managed to get the blanket off my face with a pout. “i dont need a nap” I then started to sulk and pet the russian blue berry and the boss coon. Le Roi started to pose to show off his scales.

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The redimese made a show of scoffing but he did find the camaraderie appealing in a way, absently he reached one hand out to run his fingertips along the coral’s scales. The Papysynnian leaned into Knight’s hands with each pet, The blueberry also leaned into your hands as you began to pet him. Meadowlark cooed praise and admiration at Le Roi, such a handsome lamia deserved it after all.  Clove flopping on his side to bat at a toy that happened to be laying on the couch. This was nice and relaxed, Meadow found herself rather enjoying the banter of the lamias and their owner. “Teasing is how my people show affection so I would take it as a compliment.” Meadow smiled and winked at Honey.

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honey chuckled then noticed the look on my face and look at knight “you gotta say it knight” he said in amusement. Knight scowled and shook his head. Le Roi preened from the attention. Edge hummed softly that way he could deny it.

“Say it knight” I said with laughter sparkling in my eyes

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Meadowlark blinked as they kept asking the king to say something specific, her fox like ears lifting from her hair for the first time and she tilted her head curiously. “Say it?” she questioned, her fingers reaching into her pockets, pulling out a shiny coin of Fae currency and offered it to Edge with a smile. She knew their affinity for shiny objects. Turning her eyes back to the Mamba she resumed offering compliments and praise as she waited to see what the others were talking about.

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edge snatched the coin and hid it in his jacket. knight repetedly shook his head as i kept telling him to ‘say it’. honey was giggling and le roi slithered other to meadow and perched in her lap. chain was helping me pressure knight in to ‘saying it’.

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She smiled at the coral when he hid the coin away, the redimese watching in amusement. Shiny things interested him but unlike the lamias they weren’t prone to collecting them, however foil balls would never be safe. Meadow’s fingers stroked along Le Roi’s scales gently, her touch almost massaging. Reaching back into her pocket she pulled out a microfiber cloth and began to gently polish the mamba’s scales. The Blueberry started to chant “say it” as well, not knowing what he was pushing for but wanting to join in with everyone else. The Boss Coon did not join in on the chant, but he was curious, though the Papysynnian looked up at Knight curiously.

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“knight if you dont say it i will use the puppy eyes on you” i said with laughter in my tone. le roi began to hum happily. knight began to sulk.

“besssst sssay it and get it over with knight” chain said in amusement.

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Meadow watched you and your bitties with interest, tilting her head curiously a she continued to polish Le Roi’s scales till the gleamed in even the dimmest light? How did she do that. Maaaaaaaagic.

“what do they want him to say?” the redimese blinked a few times, kinda feeling bad for the poor knight, the Papysynnian petting the king’s arm before rolling over on his back and swaying his paws at him to try and cheer him up. That’s a papysynnian for ya.

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knight sighed before picking up the papysynnian like the monkey did with simba in lion king then said” This Child Is Too presious for thei crule crule world. I must hide him away for all of eturnity!” Me and honey started to giggle.

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The Papysynnian’s legs swung easily as he was hoisted by the King, blinking at the others in a confused manner before he craned his head to look back at Knight. As the words were uttered the Redimese facepalmed, totally not to hide his chuckling, and Meadow snickered loudly.

“Oh my…” She managed between giggles, resuming her petting of Le Roi as the Blueberry snickered loudly. “Well you do seem well suited to protecting him from the evils of the world, Knight.”

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Le Roi snickered as i somehow managed to slip out of honeys grip and fell to the floor with laughter.knight blushes lightly before shifting papysynnian to he was holding him comfortably.soul slither over and checked it i was injered from my fall. honey had caught blueberry before he fell with me.

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Meadowlark smiled as the group laughed softly, the blueberry smiling at Honey as he caught him before he hit the floor. He would have landed on his feet but he appreciated the sentiment and grinned up at Honey with bright stars in his eyes. “Thanks!” The Papysynnian smiled up at the Knight, clearly enamoured. “I thought it was great.” He offered with a bright expression, hoping to ease the lamia’s embarrassment.

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knight smiled and scratched the papysynnian back gently. “no problem” honey hissed with a chuckle. I was currently trying to warn off a mother hen. “soul im fine stop” I said while trying to pushing him away. he only kept checking for wounds. Le Roi laughed at my misfortune.

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It was nice to see how much your lamias cared about you, clearly you were all very close knit and it made the puca smile. Offering her free hand to you to help you off the floor so that your chain would worry less, she kept stroking along Le Roi’s scales with a gentle firmness. The fae was honestly rather fond of snakes, and had often wished to have the ability to shift to them… if only to startle her friends. “Don’t worry Soul, the center has fae magic built into it, even if the fall had caused injury the essences within these walls would have began to heal it immediately.” she offered with a warm smile, the cats made a habit of jumping from the top cat walks often so she had to protect their tiny legs somehow. “One of the precautions I took due to the daredevil nature of cats.”

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I grabbed your hand and got up “thanks meadow!” I said happily. chain smiled and nodded a bit in understanding.

“im guessing that it happened quite often?” knight asked. Le Roi hissed contently as edge seemed to have fallen asleep.

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“You’re very welcome.” Her response was bright and she glanced over at Knight when he asked his question. “Unfortunately, the young kittens like to think they are invincible and after many many accidents involving broken legs I had to do something to make it safer. Taking down the catwalks would have put the whole community in here in an uproar.” She laughed softly, glancing over at Edge and the Redimese, who were curled up together and sleeping. “It was quite the problem.” Clove offered from his spot laying beside his owner. “The Blueberries and the Papysynnians are so energetic as kittens that we had to make sure they were safe as they play, and young Sansapura are fairly clumsy.” He offered, the Papysynnian in Knights’ arms nodding his head in agreement.

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I took out my phone and took a picture of the redimese and edge. “i dont think edge will let me leave without the redimese” I stated in amusement. honey handed the Blueberry into my arms and soul picks up the boss coon.knight still help the papysynnian

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She smiled at the coral and redimese curled up together, it was a cute scene and she had a soft spot for the fell types in general. Glancing over at you she laughed. “To be honest, I don’t think the redimese will let you leave without him either.” she observed as the feline lifted his head slightly in his sleep lean it on Edge’s shoulder, purring quietly. She folded her arms and shook her head in amusement. “Shall I get some paperwork for you than?” Meadow looked over at Clove who saluted and jumped over the back of the couch, towards her desk.

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I sighed in amusement. “please” i laughed softly “i come in here for one kitty and i leave with four” soul chuckled along with knight. LE Roi slithered off meadows lap and back over to me. “who’s gonna wake the sleepy boys?” I didnt show it but i was exsausted.

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Clove returned a few minutes later with a small pile of papers and a pen, Meadow taking it from him as he scurried of for one of the clipboards. As she waited for the feline to return she laughed. “As I said, the more kitties the better in my opinion, it happens more times then you would realize around here.” She took the clipboard when Clove returned and began to fill out the majority of the paperwork for you, handing it over when all that was needed was a signature. She tried to do most of the work for people who came in. Turning to Edge and the redimese she smiled and reached out to draw a finger along the Redimese’s back before doing the same to Edge. Leaning close she whispered. “Time to wake up and go home you two.” She kept her voice low so as not to startle them but kept away from the reach of claws. She wasn’t dumb. The redimese’s legs stretched out, claws flexing in the air as he yawned and opened one eye groggily. “home?” He was confused clearly. She nodded and glanced over at you, he followed your gaze curiously. “really?” His voice was shocked, hoping that it wasn’t some joke. Not that you ever pranked the kitties so meanly.

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I smiled as i signed the paperwork before looking at the redimese “yes, im taking you, boss coon, russian blueberry and papysynnian home with me and my boys” i smiled happily but my grip tightened slightly on the pen to keep it from slipping out of my hand.

“After you ssssleep” hissed soul “I can feel that your exsausting yourself again midnight”

“I’ll be fine soul” I stated with a smile. the other lamias looked at each other.

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Meadowlark smiled a bit, taking in your weariness with an appraising eye. She walked to a small fridge and pulled out a bottle of cold water, as she walked back she focused her essence into the water, small bursts of misty vapors escaping her mouth as she did. Offering the bottle of water to Soul she smiled. “This will help with her exhaustion till she gets home, promise it’s perfectly safe for humans to drink.” The redimese was still a bit surprised, sitting up slowly and glancing at Edge then at the other lamias. “Please be careful on your way home, Meddie’s essence is potent but it’s not a cure for lack of sleep.” Clove offered and smiled up at you with a cheerful expression. “And you all are welcome in at any time if you want to visit, perhaps I can get some of my herbalist friends to make you a tea to help?” Meadow offered gently, she could tell you were quite worn out and she took back the clipboard and pen once you were done so that you wouldn’t accidently drop it. Smiling gently she offered her hand again, ready to walk you out. “If you need anything, please do call or drop by.”

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“thank you meadow” I said softly as soul handed me the bottle of water before drinking it. honey handed the blanket back to her as soul shifted his hold on the boss coon.” and thank you for letting adopt these four beautiful boys”

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I recently (last week) started a new dnd game since my saturday game didnt work out (the one with my merfolk Thella, who i will be using for a future monster fucker oneshot OwO) this time with a tiefling grave cleric named Bliss.

Talking about my character and the first two sessions below read more (its a beefy one)

Bliss was an orphan in the streets of a major city. However, she was not very good at sneaking, and couldn’t pick a pocket to save her life (literally) so she decided to steal from people that could never catch her. The dead.

Thats right, she became a grave robber. She would dig up graves in the middle of the night, stealing their valuables and selling them for food. She practiced necromancy for many years on the bodies of the graves she dug up. One fateful night, she was attempting to cast a new spell, and everything went wrong.

After passing out on top of a dead body she was attempting to animate, she woke up feeling horribly ill. She managed to get to the nearest town’s cleric, before passing out in his arms. When she awoke, she saw the cleric praying beside her. A handsome elven man, clad in black robes, holding a pendant in his hands. Sitting up, she looked at her hands. Her skin was gray, but her fingers looked like they had been dipped in black, remaining her normal color but slightly different, they also looked somehow demonic, ghastly even. Dark whispers echoed in her head, but she and the cleric were the only ones in the room.

The cleric tells her that she is still sick, and he can do nothing for her. He tells her that the only person who can save her now is Kelemvor, God of Death. Defiant, she turns away, saying she’ll be fine, that she’s stronger than this and needs no God to save her. But then the voices get worse, her skin gets paler, she starts seeing things that aren’t there. They taunt her, tell her to do bad things or beg her to help them. So she gave in.

She seeks out an altar dedicated to Kelemvor, and kneels before it one night. She bestowed herself upon him, offering herself to him in exchange for his help. The voices stopped, the spirits dissipated. And when she opened her prayer clasped hands, pure white dipped in darkness, she found an amulet, a skeletal hand clasping a balanced scale. Kelemvor’s sign.

No longer sick, though now with skin snow white, tips of her horn, tail, and fingers still black, she devoted herself to Kelemvor, becoming a cleric in his name. The spirits still whisper to her sometimes, and she seeks to banish them for good.

Yeah the DM wanted a juicy a backstory.

Anyway, session 1 was pretty basic, voices told her to follow this group so she joined them. Something about finding a crystal coffin thing thats part of something that could hold a god. Fought some mimics, then some boars, then some wereboars. Then session 2, where it gets a little more story based.

Session 2-

After spending the night at camp, Bliss received a letter from a military scout. Upon opening the letter, it shifted into a terrible demonic face with glowing orange eyes, its face protruding and screaming with sharp teeth. Then, it turns to ash. While teleporting through a magic circle to another area, she was captured by a meathook and taken to a different area. There, she saw dead bodies littered across a city, a man standing there shrouded in shadow spoke to her in a deep, echoing voice. He told her to seek him out in the city of Zadsomething? or that his scouts would find her, and he would free the mages and take over the world or something. (i should have taken notes lol it seemed important) They make their way to a nearby town that is rotten with starvation. Bliss spots a pair of irisless eyes staring at her from behind a shipping crate. She knocks on the crate calling out and asking who they are. A little girls voice responds, asking "Are you going to hurt me?" Bliss asks why she would hurt her. "You look like the type of person that hurts people." Bliss tells the little girl she only hurts BAD people. The little girl says ok, then steps out of the shipping crate. It's a tiefling, her horns seemingly chopped off and with no tail in sight. Bliss learns that some dwarven kids in a gang did this to her, and that her name is Twirl.

Bliss tells her she will stop the people that did this to her, and then tells their godling child ‘companion’ (he takes care of all their stuff) to offer her some Goodberry (town is starved, goodberry is a spell that makes a berry that is basically enough to feed you for a whole day with just one), then she and her companions went out and killed some apes for some reason.