#unfair fight

[whump-and-other-misfortunes]

Whumpuary 2024 Day 12

12. (Jan 23-24) "You're awake" / Rescue / Unfair Fight 

cw physical whump/injury, captive whumpee, intimate whumper, suggestive, mention of starvation, emeto, beating, choking 

“You want me to do what?” 

“Hit me,” Whumper said with a smirk. “Go on, I know you want to.” 

Whumpee shivered, remembering the last time they had tried to fight back against Whumper. Their stomach turned at the memory of how easily Whumper had gotten them under control—beaten them senseless until Whumpee was a crying, shaking mess. And that had been back when Whumper had first taken them. When Whumpee still had their strength, mentally and physically. They couldn’t imagine how much worse they’d fair now in a fight against their captor. 

“What are you waiting for?” Whumper asked, closing the space between them. They looked down at Whumpee with amusement. “Ah...are you scared of what I’ll do to you, honey?” 

“Please, I don’t...” Whumpee tried to step away, but their back hit the wall behind them. “I can’t. I don’t want to.” 

Whumper nodded in mock sympathy. “I know you don’t.” They grabbed one of Whumpee’s wrists and held it up roughly. “Look how frail you’ve gotten, darling. I doubt you could even hit me very hard...” 

When they blinked, the tears began to spill from Whumpee’s eyes. “P-Please, don’t make me do this, you know I—” 

Whumper silenced them with a kiss, their other hand grabbing onto Whumpee’s hair and holding them in place as they squirmed. Pulling back, Whumper said, “I know. You’re scared of trying to take me in a fight. But don’t forget what happens when you disobey me. I promise, it will be much worse than a beating.” 

Whumpee’s breath caught on a sob, and Whumper took a step back. They towered over Whumpee, tall and muscular, with strong arms that could easily break them. Whumpee felt dizzy, hands trembling where they clenched into fists at their sides. 

“Come on,” Whumper said with a laugh. “Let’s see what you’ve got. If you impress me, maybe I'll try not to make you bleed.” 

Whumpee had to stand on their tiptoes in order to reach Whumper. They hissed in pain when their fist landed wrong, barely drawing a reaction from Whumper but leaving their knuckles sore. They didn’t know how to fight, they didn’t know how to throw a punch, but that didn’t matter. Whumper didn’t want a fair fight—they wanted to humiliate Whumpee, and they wanted an excuse to hurt them back. 

“Is that all you’ve got?” Whumper taunted as their captive cradled their hand against their chest. “Aw, now don’t give me those pathetic eyes, honey. You look absolutely miserable.” 

“Please...” Whumpee tried again. But that word was as far as they got before Whumper’s fist connected with their face hard enough to knock them back into the wall. Whumpee groaned in pain, trying to stay on their feet. 

Whumper grabbed their wrists and pinned them above Whumpee’s head, able to hold both in one hand. “Have I not been feeding you enough? Seems like you’ve gotten thinner since the last time we did this. Weaker.” Their other hand curled around Whumpee’s throat, strong fingers cutting off their air with ease. “Yeah, look at that. You used to be able to struggle more.” 

They were right. Whumpee thrashed against their hold, but it didn’t do any good at all. Whumper had broken them down so much they didn’t have the strength to fight back. The hand on their neck pulled Whumpee forward before slamming them back into the wall. Whumpee’s vision blacked out when their head hit the concrete, and their lungs burned with each gasping breath as they crumpled to the ground. 

“Fucking pathetic.” Whumper said it almost fondly, kicking Whumpee in the stomach. “I won’t lie, I’ve missed this. You’ve been so good for me lately, I haven’t had much reason to hurt you. I forgot how fun it is.” 

Whumpee made a soft noise of pain, struggling to push themself up onto their hands and knees. They were aided by the hand tangling in their hair and yanking them up the rest of the way. “N-no more,” they begged, voice barely audible. “I can’t...” 

Whumper chuckled. “But I’m enjoying this so much, honey. Unless you can think of another way to entertain me?” 

Whumpee nodded desperately, which made their head spin. Fingers grasped at Whumper’s thighs because they couldn’t get the words out, chest tight and voice choked with sobs. 

“Hm,” Whumper hummed thoughtfully. “You don’t usually give it up that easy. Must really be feeling it, huh?” 

Another boot to the stomach made Whumpee double over, shoulders heaving as they puked. 

Whumper took a step back and watched them with amusement. “Poor little thing,” they cooed. Whumpee was shaking, arms curled around themself protectively. “I don’t think I'll ever get tired of you.” 

taglist: @morning-star-whump ((if you want to be added lmk!))

[tabbytabbytabby]

Where You'll Be Safe

Word Count: 1,770 words

Rating: Teen and Up

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Relationship: Laura Hale/Lydia Martin

Tags: Laura Hale Lives, Hurt Laura Hale, Worried Lydia Martin, Protective Lydia Martin, Memory Loss, Flashbacks, Kidnapping, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Love Confessions, First Kiss

Summary: Laura wakes up with a splitting headache and a no memory of the past two days.

Read on AO3

For @whumpuary No.12: “You’re awake” / Rescue / Unfair fight. And for the Memory Loss space for @badthingshappenbingo. Card under the cut.

[melanie-ohara]

Rulers Make Bad Lovers - Chapter 2

Whumpuary2024, Day 24 - Prompt: Unfair Fight

Running from her responsibilities lands Emily in more trouble than she can handle

AO3 Here

Emily set off across the rooftops at speed. She had run the route often enough she could do it with her eyes closed, and she wasn't even relying on the bright moonlight to find her way out of the estate district and down towards the Wrenhaven river, where she turned inwards towards the centre of the city. She made faster progress once the rooftops came closer together, and soon she was flying over the streets faster than a carriage could travel on the roads below. 

Fighting with Wyman hurt, because it had never happened before. Usually, they were eager to indulge all of her worst behaviours with that lopsided grin she loved so much plastered across their face. This wasn't like them, and she refused to reckon with why that might be. At least, not tonight. That night she was focused on beating her record time to the clocktower. Every night she ran it faster and faster, and soon not even Corvo would be able to match her. 

It was her confidence that brought her down. Her foot caught on a railing and instead of hopping across she fell face first into the hard slates of the roof and started to slide backwards. Her fingers scrabbled for purchase but all she managed to do was dislodge a roof tile that skittered down after her. Emily cried out as she fell to the alley below, until the air was knocked out of her by the cobblestones slamming into her back. Her head rocked back and bounced off the ground, making her vision flash and blur. She didn't feel the pain for a moment, but then it shot through her all at once like pistol shot. Her lungs were empty but she tried to scream anyway, but all she managed was a gasp. 

Someone still heard it.

"What's this then?" The voice was harsh and thick with a Dunwall accent that spoke of years of cigarettes and whiskey. It wasn't friendly. 

All Emily could see from her back was the moonlight gleaming on the bricks of the buildings on either side, but she managed to lift her head to see the people approaching her out of the shadows. Three men and two women, some of them dragging heavy metal pipes ripped out of the city plumbing behind them so the grating sound and the kicked-up sparks would intimidate their prey. 

"Looks like someone fell off the roof," one of the women commented. "You alright there, sweetheart?" 

Even if Emily could reply, the sing-song sarcasm of her voice made her think it would be a bad idea. She had to force herself to her feet before they reached her - the odds were bad enough without starting the fight on the floor - but it was hard. The bolt of pain from the impact had slowed to a throb, but it hadn't eased much, and taking her weight on her arms to push herself up felt like she was going to snap in two. Emily tried to suck air into complaining lungs as she dragged herself upright, and by the time she had staggered to her feet she was just about able to breathe in and out. It was enough that she didn't immediately pass out, and that would have to do.

"Someone doesn't know how to stay down!" one of them said as she swung for Emily's head. She was sluggish from hitting the ground so hard and only just managed to whip her head out of the way. For a moment, she wished she'd paid attention to her advisors when they told her how popular she was with the populace: as it was, she had no idea if telling them she was the Empress would make them leave or just kill her quicker.

Then one of the street toughs raised their pipe and instinct took over instead. She raised her arms, taking the brunt of the blow across her forearms as she stepped into the attack. It hurt like hell, but it was better than broken ribs and it brought her close enough to throw a jab into his eye, forcing him to take a step back with a cry of pain. Emily skipped backwards too, staying mobile the way her father had taught her. 

The one advantage she had in the fight was that they hadn't circled her before they attacked, which forced them into only coming at her two at a time instead of all at once - but they were between her and the exit, and she hadn't brought her sword. There were five of them. Even Corvo would balk at a fight like that, and Emily didn't have anything close to his skills. The next one to take a swing at her had a knife, a great curved blade that was more like a raider's cutlass than a dagger, and she wasn't fast enough to dodge the blade. She was lucky the blow was weak and only cut through her jacket and nicked her ribs: much harder and it would have buried itself in the bone. In response, she broke the woman's nose with her fist and then slammed the heel of her other hand into her chin to whip her head back and send her sprawling on the floor. It didn't do her much good, because there was another armed thug to take her place a second later and Emily couldn't block and redirect and dodge forever. Eventually, one of them would get a lucky hit in and it would be all over.

She lasted longer than she expected, but eventually she ran out of alleyway. The thug with the knife backed her up another step and she felt the back wall of the alley stop her from dodging the pipe coming for her head. It burst across her temple in a shower of sparks and she collapsed sideways onto her hands and knees. It was a strange way for an Empress' rule to end: clubbed to death in random street violence. No grand assassination or elaborate coup for her. She heard a gunshot, and then something hot and wet splattered into her eyes. The blood tasted bitter and metallic in her mouth. She wondered how long it would take to feel the pain. How long it would take to die. 

*

Alexi Mayhew's second shot wasn't as clean as the first, and the second thug standing over Emily took the bullet in the shoulder. It at least got them all to leave her alone, and instead they turned to face the alley entrance where she stood, alone, in her parade uniform. She had spent both her rifle rounds now, but she still had her sword. 

"You have one chance to surrender!" she shouted down the alley. Her voice reverberated off the walls and she hoped Emily was still conscious to hear how defiant she sounded. "This is not a fair fight!"

Someone laughed. None of them seemed to mind that she had just blown the head off one of their friends, but life on the street was cheap. "Damn right!" they shouted out to her. "There's more of us than you!" 

Alexi drew her sword, and at the signal a shadow that had haunted the city its darkest year dropped from the roof above them and landed sword first in the leader's neck. Corvo Attano wrenched his folding blade free and turned it on one of the others, severing his head from his shoulders before he could even raise his weapon.

"Not any more," Alexi said, but the last remaining gangster was already running. She dropped her knife and was too afraid to even try and dodge Alexi: she had to step out of the way herself. As soon as she passed out of her field of view she turned her attention to Emily, sprinting down the alleyway so fast she overtook Corvo before falling to her knees at Emily's side. She was dazed, but alive, and her eyes just about focused on her face when Alexi cupped her cheeks and called her name.

"I had it under control," she mumbled. 

"You're an idiot," Alexi told her. It wasn't the playful tone she usually used. "You've gone too damn far this time."

"How did you find me?" Emily asked. Her voice was slurred, and Alexi was sure she needed medical attention before they moved her. 

"There's a City Watch surgeon coming," Alexi assured her, more to reassure herself than Emily. "I woke the Royal Protector and we came looking for you."

Emily tried to push her away but Alexi refused to budge. "I don't need babysitting, Alexi."

"You almost died, you selfish brat!" She let go of her head and stood up, leaving Emily to slump awkwardly against the wall. "You have to stop this, please!" she yelled at her. If she wasn't so angry she'd be begging. 

"Alexi." It was Corvo's voice. A moment later his hand came down gently on her shoulder and she turned to face him. Tears pricked at her eyes but she ignored them. Corvo had seen worse, she was sure.

"I'm sorry," Emily whined from the ground. "Wyman, I'm sorry. I'll… stay… don't… Alexi shouldn't have to worry…"

"She's delirious," Alexi said. "Where's that damn surgeon?"

Corvo squeezed slightly so she focused. "She loves you both," he said.

"Then why in the Void won't she listen?" 

Corvo smiled. "The day you understand that, I can resign as Royal Protector."

In spite of everything, Alexi let out a short chuckle. 

"My head hurts," Emily complained thickly from the floor. "I'm sorry." 

"Go to her," Corvo said. "The surgeon will be along."

Alexi nodded, sniffed, and wiped her eyes on her uniform sleeve. When she next looked back up from Emily, Corvo had vanished.

[fletcherwilbury]

@whumpuary Day 23: Unfair Fight

Warning for Canon-typical violence, overworking, injury, broken bones, self-neglect

[mossy-paws]

these fuckass robots that I hate /aff (Ultrakill x PHIGHTING!)

the girls are PHIGHTING! again

[saltlakehardcoreflyers]

[forgettable-au]

Can Papy use the Gaster Blasters, because he technically made them? Or can he not because he's just a piece of Gaster?

Yep, he can use them

He just keeps them for special occasions. They're a little "too brutal" he thinks, even for him.

Bonus beloooow

[the-woman-upstairs]

It is driving me…cuckoo bananas that Daniel uses his job as a socially acceptable way to chase the high he used to get from drugs and Armand not only is fully aware of this, but he himself then PROVIDES that very high when Daniel beats him and exposes his lies to Louis.

[feelingthedisaster]

i think that as fandom, we should have more fics with this tag (x)

[nobodysdaydreams]

I hope they keep some of the dialogue from “The Wizard of Oz” in Wicked Part Two because the new context and double meanings would be so funny and yet so sad at the same time.

Galinda: “Rubbish. You have no power here. Begone, before somebody drops a house on you too.”

Galinda: *weakly waves her sparkly training wand at Elphaba*

Elphaba: *looks visibly hurt by the comment*

Galinda: *silently apologizes and pleads with her eyes and she continues to wave her powerless wand at Elphaba*

Elphaba: *continues to look grieved and angry and hurt*

Galinda: *desperately tries to cover her sadness over Nessa’s death with confidence as she continues shaking her glitter wand in Elphaba’s direction while silently warning her with her eyes that her comment was a warning, not an insult*

Dorothy: *goes from looking terrified to looking progressively confused as she watches their silent emotional exchange while Galinda waves a useless bubble wand at her super powerful best friend like a child*

Galinda: *frantically shakes her useless sparkle wand one more time while the munchkins watch in nervous anticipation*

Elphaba: *sighs and pretends to be helpless against Galinda’s power*

Elphaba: “Very well. I’ll bide my time.”

[trappedinafantasy37]

Minthara is a paladin of her word. She does not make promises, she makes vows. She makes oaths. Even as an oathbreaker, she heavily adheres to the tenants of it. Being an oathbreaker just gives her more flexibility and freedom to fulfill the oaths she makes. She never breaks a promise and she never breaks a vow, and when she says she's going to do something she is going to do it.

So when she says she will go to Avernus with or without Karlach, she means it. She will personally throw hands with Zariel, and the only thing that will stop her is Zariel's death, or her own. And it is one thing if Karlach does go with her, but a whole other thing if Karlach dies on that pier.

Not only will Minthara be grieving, she will be wrathful. And she's going to channel that wrath to the front to avoid feeling the grief (cause she doesn't always approach her emotions in the healthiest way). And she's going to take some of Karlach's rage and Karlach's fury with her. She will kill any demon or devil that gets in her way. There will be no distractions, unless the side quest gets her closer to Zariel or increases her chances in the fights to come.

Minthara is not doing this for power, she is not doing this for glory, she does not care for a crown or a throne. She is down there in Avernus to avenge the love that burned out too soon.

[onesidedradiostatic]

anyone think about how exorcists don't seem to have strong powers like other angels we've seen so far seem to? or even. ANY powers at all?

like out of all the exorcists, we only ever see adam using power blasts and all that, all the other exorcists seem to require WEAPONS to do their jobs, seems pretty inconvenient right? it's almost like they HAVE to carry them to do any damage at all

I mean if they had these kinds of powers, why didn't we see any of them using them when they were DYING? moreover, NONE of them could get past alastor's shield until ADAM broke it, despite the fact that angelic power is said to hold sway over demon power.

vaggie herself hasn't been shown to really have powers aside from flight from her wings either. it makes me believe that exorcists may actually be completely powerless despite literally being made to be murder machines

their intimidation comes from flight, numbers, possession of weaponry not typically owned by the average sinner and skills to use said weaponry, otherwise they are not much stronger than the average sinner demon

[02511213942]

trick or treat babies!!! 🦊💜🧡

[katerinaaqu]

Have you seen the new epic saga, it's something alright lmao

Of course I haven't seen it given that I never followed the live streaming to begin with not even in the first two sagas that I genuinely liked, much less now but a friend wanted to fill me in and since you asked and I wanted to be accurate, I tormented myself for almost 16 minutes to listen to the plot changes that I was told there would be and I am like

WHAT THE FUCK DID I HEAR?!!!!!!!!

I am sorry but again speakig purely on plot of course because honestly the music is really solid as always and the singers were amazing to transfer the emotions they wanted to transfer. Loved some of the melodies given, for example the intro of Charybdis was my favorite part I think but I am like HOW IS IT POSSIBLE THAT ALMOST ABSOLUTELY NOTHING OF THE FREAKING ODYSSEY IS IN THIS SAGA?!!!!!! Like he just kept the bare minimum again!

Sorry for the runt but yeah here goes:

"Not sorry for loving you"=> After all that backlash that song got even from the most loyal Epic fans he still kept it. I mean I admire his loyalty to his ideas but like he should have known that the song was not a good idea. I mean it was almost clear from the song's ideas that Jorge would dodge the subject of SA and that he would leave his fans guessing (smart move gotta give him that) at first given the suicide attempt Odysseus make but now it seems almost clear that he would want to dodge the subject just like he dodged the Circe thing it is just that right now he couldn't do it as blatantly because Calypso was an infamous moment of the Odyssey And of course the "I love you" Odysseus said...I said it before and I say it again it reminds me a blunt way to translate the reconsiliation of Odysseus and Calypso in the Odyssey. Okay even Odyssey was interesting in that (see my other analysis) even Homer uses the phrase "they rested by each other's side enjoying their closeness" so in one way even Homer seems to be implying that Odysseus forgives her and even tries to see it from her point of view but honestly what else could he do? Hold a grudge? A day before he would be FINALLY given the tools to make a raft? I think not. It almost felt like Odysseus felt sorry for Calyspo for one second in the Odyssey, when Calypso, a literal goddess, compared herself to his wife. It was an almost pity move on his part at that moment. Dunno what the musical wanted to do with this but this was not the way to do it! All the context of their talk and all was lost! If anything he tried to use a made-up thing, AGAIN to show some compassion for Calyspo. Calypso was already a lonely deity. That tragedy was enough for her. She didn't need any more tear-jerking stories for people to feel for her more in my opinion (kinda like whatever PJO did if I am not mistaken...either way yeah...)

"Dangerous"=> You know...at this point I am not even surprised that he made Hermes and Odysseus interract....like that would be my least of my problems. He does make Odysseus interract with all the gods under the sun in the musical even if Odysseus only interracts with is Hermes at Circe's island ONLY and Athena in the Odyssey and that after he has been through everything! Either way of course we would have Hermes there but like again with all the things we have from "video game logic" or whatever he wants to do...Hermes gives him another bag?! like I have no idea what is going on here! The only thing I would praise here is the emotional preparation for a possible reunion with Athena given how Hermes doesn't tell Odysseus who helped him so maybe he has an emotional load there.

"Charybdis"=> Okay for starters.....WHAT THE FUCK?! What is Charybdis doing AFTER Ogygia?! Not even a flashback!? (and I was wondering where the "Hermes told me" thing came from in that preview) Like where is that damn desperation of Odysseus having to face Charybdis right after he lost everyone?! Alone and hungry in the sea after a terrible storm that took away his men?! I also love it really how everyone thought originally that at least Charybdis would be accurate to the text and everyone was making their analysis and "look how fighting he is here compared to after when he wants to throw himself in the sea in Ogygia" and now it is clear that this thing came AFTER Ogygia for some reason. Like I am not even surprised anymore that some of the most iconic moments of the Odyssey were twisted. It almost seems deliberate at this point like "yeah let's change exactly the most iconic parts" that's why Circe was changed, Sirens were changed, Skylla was changed, Charybdis was changed...even the storm after the Helios island... The intro slaps no lie there but honest I have expressed my opinion on that before and got in trouble but I think that moment of desperation shouldn't be a fucking epic song. It was a man hanging for dear life from a tree! Trying his best not to die! (made also one small thing here) And like I get it, if someone sees that escape as "epic" for being so dramatic and impressive, I get it. have epic music in the background but what on earth with the lyrics? Like "destroy you"?! Really? or "bring it on!" like the last thing Odysseus wanted in the Odyssey was Charybdis to...bring it on! Lol! You may as well speak on the "I'm still fightng here" thing, I totally get it why, but to actually challenge the beast seems totally random. But then again I guess it fits more with THIS context given how he thinks he is now favored by the gods? In the Odyssey he was alone abandoned by all and everything with no hope left so I guess...

"Get in the Water"=> Like okay I have seen this in more replays than I can count from the very beginning from the demos till now. Ironically out of this whole thing it could be lowkey my favorite! Lol! Mainly because it fits the Odyssey PARTIALLY (yeah again Poseidon never wanted to kill Odysseus. That was written straight out in the freaking Odyssey! Even 1997 version that was inacurate as hell in many things did that right!). I would have loved it if this song was Poseidon having a monolog and Odysseus having his cries like "oh no!" or prayers as a second monolog. Like not actually interracting but have two parallel monologs! This trope is not used much and I wish I saw it more. Like Odysseus praying to Poseidon but Poseidon doing his thing alone and the two not having a dialog to each other. Apart from that the song was as we expected so far. Maybe the last part had me a bit iked but again I feel like it would be massively fixed if the two characters had parallel monologs and not actually interracting. I also love it how casually we have Odysseus accuse Poseidon in this saga for destroying his men while he CONSCIOUSLY killed the last of those himself.

"600 strikes"=> I'm sorry but....WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST SEE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!?!?!?! Like I am sorry never felt like good music was so wasted in my entire life ever since the Siren fiasco! Like the song is amazing musically but what the hell did just happen?!?!?!?!?! For starters the underworld has a bus service apparently and all come up... I feel like Jorge uses this as a pattern at this point. When scenes like the underworld attracted so much fans and emotions from people who praised his choice to bring the ghosts and the voices up he wants to use it every time to focus on emotional load in a similar manner (like I said never followed him for real so I am not sure how much of it was planned before and how much of it was done on the way). But yeah of course we would expect the appearance especially with the hype at Love in Paradise. But excuse the fuck out of me WHAT!? Odysseus beating up Poseidon with his FUCKING TRIDENT with the power of friendship?! LOL! I have no idea what to take of this! We do know humans fought gods before (Diomedes looking at you) but ironically to my knowledge NEVER THE BIG THREE! Like you know...fucking ZEUS POSEIDON AND HADES?!? The three main pillars of the world (Heaven Earth Underworld)?! I don't think I ever loved a lyric so much (Odysseus admitting what he became from his trip) and so cringe at the same time (Fucking POSEIDON begging for mercy?! and calling him "monster" for fighting back?!" I am not sure to which to cringe first). Is this supposed to be the part where Odysseus redeems himself against Poseidon?! To dodge the fact that Tiresias DIDN'T give him instructions to break the curse?! So basically Odysseus redeems himself for what he did...by stabbing a fucking god?! Like...remember how Diomedes was cursed by the narrative for stabbing fucking Aphrodite after fucking ATHENA ordered him to?! Yeah right that works! What the hell?! And the final part was supposed to be some sort of redemption from the pattern "All I hear are screams"?! Like "how will you seel at night?" and the response "next to my wife"?! Is that supposed to be the last of the "all I hear are screams" pattern?! Is this supposed to be the ultimate "monster move" of Odysseus or something?! And of course we had to have an encore from the previous bag of winds scene as well like yeah once more the god Poseidon the fucking literal god of seas and land inhabited by humans, the guy who has the epithet Προσκλύστιος (Prosklystios)= the one who strikes against (to imply the waves) was taken down by a bag of winds?! I mean yeah makes total sense!

You know...it almost feels like Jorge read my fanfiction with his men supporting him against the Trojans! Looooool just kidding I just am too shook by the random things that come out of that magic hat! Like yeah Odysseus swimming, literally SWIMMING for two days in a fucking storm to reach Scheria was not epic enough apparently...we needed some sort of final boss god fight here...like Hades game or something like yeah...what's next?! Odysseus will shoot fucking ZEUS with his bow with the blessings of Athena to get even in thenext saga?!

Also of course we have sped up plot again because screw the Phaeaceans, the very reason Odysseus even TELLS HIS STORY! The one we could have his redemption, his cry and the move of compassion from them (not to mention it makes so much more sense than someone traveling on a freaking RAFT from Calyspo's island all the way to Ithaca since the Phaeaces gave him a ship and all) unless they somehow pop up later which I doubt... I also heard that the storm or whatever is signifying Penelope the coming home of her husband? Not sure again not following but yeah

To conclude as always music-wise really solid work very good harmonies and by n large very good intros

Plot wise

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Again I deeply apologize on the Epic fans out there and even to the creator himself if I sound harsh! I know but still...I just cannot anymore...the plot is like killing me!

and these are my PERSONAL OPINIONS! If you love it good for you guys! I just had enough of it really. Is it impressive? HELL YEAH is it creative ABSOLUTELY!! is it good? To me absolutely not! Honest never expected to say that but I think the "Get in the Water" is the song that makes the most sense out of it.

PS: I am sure the animators did a FANTASTIC JOB in their work too! And I believe I will see impressive stuff from now on! The same good job as the singers did!

[carlyraejepsans]

hibiscia!!! Sorry if youve explained before but is there something specific about reset-remember fics that you hate? I don't really like them either but for me it's just because I feel like a lot of authors type sans in very ooc ways

They're completely antithetical to Sans' character arc for the sake of cheap and easy angst. The nature of his brand of cosmic horror isn't in reliving his life again and again, that's Flowey's. Sans knows OF the anomaly, knows that it's manipulating time and knows it's a threat to the entire universe, but he doesn't know how or why, because he doesn't remember.

And that's crucial! him being mostly in the dark in spite of the MANY warning signs about us... because it's in that doubt that he remains hopeful. YES we could potentially end the world... but what if we don't? yes we have unimaginable power over everyone else and we can bring back time, but what if we're just.... sad? he needs that gap in his knowledge so he can take a leap of faith across it, it's his entire character arc in the pacifist run. sans THINKS he's given up, he wants to have given up, he chose to do it because there's a comfort in that. in contenting yourself with good food and bad laughs. there's peace. but he hasn't given up, not really. on himself? maybe. but not in us.

there's no way to have that arc if he remembers resets.

[sonicranger1]

I feel like I should be taking this more seriously but this part of the Wizards intro is legitimately just Coughing Baby vs Nuclear Bomb

Like oh man i WONDER who'd win this fight the war general for Gunmar or the guy who ran away from goblins while fully armed