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awhiskeyriver · 4 years ago

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le cirque monstre

This is the prologue to an old but newly updated story I idea I’ve had for years, sort of forgot about and recently remembered and became interested in again. I honestly don’t know when I will transfer this over to ao3 (probably at least the prologue, soon) or when I will add more. My inspiration for things is very fleeting right now, but I wanted to get your thoughts here in tumblrland on whether or not I should bother continuing!

Unedited and some things might end up changing in the future, but enjoy!

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Prologue: 1918, Coney Island

She used to think the cotton-spun candy that tasted like melted sugar was just like a dream; too good to be true. She was younger then, and everything about life was shiny and vibrant. Her nose crinkled with distaste as her boney knee stuck to the floor of the bleachers. Not anymore, though. Now, the popular fair treats were only a nuisance, making her job of cleaning between shows all the more difficult.

“Applesauce,” she muttered, twisting to sit on her butt as she peeled a piece of gum from her skin.

“What are you complaining about now, Katniss?” Gale asked, poking up from the row behind her with a devilish grin. Katniss rolled her eyes when he reached out to poke her nose, wondering how someone three years older than her could still be so immature. Gale and her had been best friends since the time she was small, bonded through unfortunate circumstances of life.

“I’m tired of cleaning these seats,” she pouted, sweating and absolutely exhausted. It had been their fourth show of the day, with five more to get through before calling it an evening. Katniss felt the sharp pangs of hunger vibrate through her stomach and moaned.

“If you quit being such a dewdropper this could’ve been done by now and we’d be off eating lu—“ he cut off, ears perking at the sound of distant voices growing closer. Katniss turned to face Gale before he pushed the top of her head in signal to crouch, doing the same for himself.

Female voices billowed through the auditorium, followed by that of her father, whose voice was authoritative and all business. He cleared his throat loudly a couple of times before joining in their quiet laughter with a hardy one of his own that reverberated off the bleachers. Katniss shrunk further into the ground with the sound. Father had always been a vocal man. Vocal when he was happy, even more so when he was angry. He talked, and Katniss listened. Katniss was always listening.

“The children all loved the performance today.”

“Simply loved it!” another high-pitched voice agreed. Katniss twisted her head uncomfortably in hopes of seeing beneath the bleachers and caught sight of two women dressed in long black robes with matching white-lined headdresses.

Nuns from the orphanage.

Gale had sold them tickets earlier before the last showing, and Katniss had hoped she would’ve finished her chores in time to see the children. Because despite living within her father’s circus (what he advertised to be the happiest place in America) there was a surprisingly low number of people who were willing to keep her boredom occupied.

“Children, what must you say now to Mr. Snow?” A chorus of cheerful thank you’s sounded, and underfed children whose clothing didn’t exactly fit wore bright grins. Perhaps the advertising hadn’t been entirely false. They all sure seemed to think so.

The children lined up behind the tallest sister like toy soldiers, marching towards the opening flap of the tent. All, except for one.

“Not you, young man.”

Katniss had practically turned herself upside down in effort to keep the woman in her line of sight, and caught the faintest glimpse of the child. He wasn’t facing her, but his hair was ash-blonde and unattended. Although he wore the same uniform as the other boys, it was sloppy with his shirt un-tucked and it’s color slightly off-white.

“You are not going anywhere,” she spoke dismissively as the other sister came to stand beside her.

“…But, have I done something wrong?”

His voice surprised her. Strong for a child, despite the same unavoidable squeakiness Gale experienced sometimes, being almost fourteen.

“Part of becoming a man,” he’d said proudly when her and her baby sister Prim giggled. “It’s called puberty.”

“Puber-what?” Prim asked, nose wrinkled.

“Awe, forget it.”

“Peeta...” The one reached out, as if to touch him but recoiled before her hand could land on his shoulder, and drew back. “Our home has no place for you, anymore. There is nothing we can do for you.”

He remained quiet as the softer one peered up at her stone-faced sister, who only nodded with agreement.

“You belong here. There is simply nowhere else for you to go.”

“There is not a soul in New York who cares to take in a crippled boy.”

Father took a step in closer to the nuns, who stood a fair distance from the wilting boy. Katniss watched on, her heart beating explosively inside of her chest in a way that made her breaths almost ragged. She’d witnessed cruelty tenfold and was not blind to its existence. But the reality of what the young man was crashed down on her heavily, and she realized perhaps they were not being heartless afterall.

The boy was grotesque. Evidence of the fact made clear as he turned on a crutch made of wood and exposed his profile. It took a hand covering her mouth to keep from making any audible sound.

So, they were simply right, then. There wasn’t a soul in New York, or most likely any state, that would willingly take him into their care. Nobody but a circus.

He resisted as her father’s thick hand clutched his arm, but surprisingly enough did not scream. He did not say a single word as he finally spun around fully into Katniss’s view. Watching with a mixture of fear and dread as the two nuns who had escorted him in left without him.

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“Quit trying to bug him, Kat,” Gale snapped, catching her arm outside of the tent where all of the circus freaks were busy preparing for their shows.

Three weeks had passed since the boy joined her father’s circus, parading around with clowns on stilts and the small people that waddled around in shoes five times too big and circular red noses. Three weeks and any time she tried to catch a glimpse of him outside of the show, Gale caught her.

“Aren’t you at all curious?” she huffed, twisting out of his embrace with a thoughtful rub to her elbow. “Haymitch says he is only thirteen. The youngest carnie we’ve ever had.”

“Then going in there will only make him feel like more of a freak,” he scolded and Katniss wilted, realizing the truth to his words. They both jumped as father’s booming voice sounded from a distance, calling Gale’s name.

“I need to go start selling tickets,” he sighed, turning to leave with suspicion in his eye. “Promise me, Kat.”

“…Oh, alright.”

“Promise me.”

�� Katniss sighed, smoothing out the fluffy material of her dress as something to keep her hands busy. “Yes Gale, I promise to stay out of trouble. Now go, or you’ll have to answer to the whip.”

He left and Katniss paced the length of the carnie tent. There was music playing inside, the soft blare of a saxophone and some sticks against metal pots. Katniss enjoyed spending time with the performers when allowed. Chaff, the deep-skinned muscle man that could lift four hundred pounds despite missing a hand, made her laugh. And Haymitch, a magician, let her play with some of his props when he was drunk enough.

So, really, her going inside of the tent wasn’t completely for the new boy. She had been keeping her fingers crossed during the promise to Gale, anyways.

Katniss glanced around the abandoned backlot, where dark puddles of mud created divots in the green grass she was forced to hop over to keep her shoes clean. Then, she slipped past the thin curtain, which closed off the strange world of fantasy from harsh reality.

Katniss went unnoticed, weaving her way through lounging performers and billowing clouds of smoke. It was always louder in the back tents – deep laughter and saxophone practices, occasional drunken arguments and the escaped moans from two closer carnies. She winced when the volume grew unexpectedly, and bowed her head as if to provide a thin veil of privacy to a group of outlandish people who didn’t know the meaning of it.

She waved at Haymitch, who only raised up his eyebrows in her direction before blowing up a shining red balloon and twisting it with his skilled hands. The other clowns seemed to be hanging close by; some sleeping, others smoking. The new boy most likely wasn’t far. She bit the inside of her cheek, silently debating with herself whether or not to ask of his whereabouts before she caught a glimpse of something that captured her attention.

There it is again, she thought, following the thin trail of light that bounced off the draped edge of the tent, which was otherwise dark. She bent over in half, silently pushing past it with curiosity in her expression. The corners of her mouth lifted when she saw him, sitting perched on the clear opposite end near one of the long poles, which held the tent in place. With a thin, melting candle for light, he kept a novel perched in his one bent knee, his eyes scrolling the pages like a typewriter.

“Hello,” she offered, jumping in surprise when the boy dropped the book and shot up on one wobbly leg.

“Oh…” she bit the corner of her bottom lip to keep from giggling at his startled expression. His overgrown hair fell haphazardly into his eyes despite his best efforts to push it back.

“Did I scare you?” She asked, reaching out to hand him his cane. He didn’t reply, but accepted the crutch quickly before bending over for the book, which he tucked behind his back away from her view.

“It’s alright, I’m not gonna take it,” she promised. He glanced down at her, bright blue eyes narrowed in suspicion. “I was just curious.”

He huffed in silence, falling back to the ground silently as he dusted the dirty pages. Katniss frowned, shifting on her feet as she watched the boy flip through his story. She hadn’t thought past the initial finding him, and now that she had, the silence was deafening.

“Can you speak?”

The tips of his ears turned red as he kept his gaze focused at the ground, running his hands over the dirty cloth of his pants.

“Of course.”

“I know,” she smiled slyly, inching closer to him the way one might approach a nervous animal. “I just wanted to hear you say something.”

She sat down, pushing her butt closer when he didn’t protest and leaned over his shoulder to glance down at his lap. She’d never seen a book so close in real life, only in the hands of strangers or in pictures. Father had never bothered teaching her how to read more than a few simple words, claiming it was pointless for girls to fill their heads with nonsense like knowledge. Certainly, as a circus girl, it wasn’t Katniss’s place to argue. But, it hadn’t helped her curiosity. She sat in silence, wondering if the boy could actually read the words on the pages, or if he was pretending. It was just as ridiculous for the time to be spent teaching him such a skill as it would be for herself.

“What is your novel about?”

“You can borrow it, if you would like,” he offered, dog-earing one of the pages before handing it over to her waiting hands. Her lips pursed sourly as her eyebrows furrowed, pushing the book back into his hands with a sting of betrayal in her chest.

“Well, you don’t need to make fun of me.” she mumbled, rising up to her feet. How humiliating, to be made fun of by this boy she’d only hoped to make feel more comfortable.

“Wait.” He grabbed hold of her arm, the first physical contact he’d offered to her since she’d approached. Her body stiffened and the warmth of his fingertips was gone in a flash as his hand twitched back down to his side. He pushed a long lock of hair back behind his ear, eyes boring into her despite her back being turned.

And it was then, under the candlelight that she saw the gnashes and hideous scarring that ripped apart more than half of his face up close. Quickly, she looked away.

“I wasn’t making fun of you,” he promised lowly, sounding almost sincere. “I wouldn’t.”

“I can’t read. You should know that,” she sniffed, chin tilted up in the air as her eyes shifted back to his forlorn face. “I’m a lady.”

“My apologies. Someone I kne—” he stopped himself short with a shake of his head before cocking his chin back in the direction of the book. He ghosted a hand over its impressive script before opening it back up to the page he’d previously closed. “Perhaps, I could teach you. If you wanted to learn, then you could borrow it sometime.”

Katniss took a moment to truly ponder the idea. Plenty of carnie’s had taught her things over the years. Octavia, the lady with facial hair as long as that which grew on Katniss’s head, had taught her how to properly buckle her shoes when she was younger. And to that day, Haymitch took credit for teaching the girl her first words. She didn’t suppose accepting such a proposition from this boy was much different.

“What would you like in return?” she wondered aloud, confused by the boys humorless laughter, sounding through the dark space.

“Your company shall be payment enough.”

She imagined the boy, all by himself in the dark confines of the carnie tent with only the book as company, and pitied him. She knew well that it took more than being surrounded by a sea of people to not feel alone. Gale and Prim would like her new friend though, she was sure of it, and together they would all keep him fine company until he found a solid place within the odd circus family.

“Alright,” Katniss agreed, dusting the dirt from the bottom of her old dress. She needed to be going soon, or Gale would grow suspicious. The last thing she needed was father out searching for her when he had a show to run. “Friends, then.”

“Sure,” he agreed slowly, as if mulling over the word. “Friends.”

“But we can hardly be friends if I don’t know your name,” she argued, waiting patiently with her hands twisted together. Her tightly spun sausage curls bounced with every step she took in the direction of the main tent before stopping just outside of it. “Mine is Katniss.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Katniss,” he spoke, so eloquently for someone of his status. “I’m Peeta.”

#fanfic #writing #circus!everlark #this will definitely be on the darker side...lol #probably the darkest thing ive written #very different #but i hope interesting??#let me know if its worth continuing or aborting LOL #writing is hard #everlark #everlark fanfic #thg #why is putting something out into the universe so hard?? lol

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steve0discusses · 5 years ago

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Yugioh S3 Ep 46-47: We Have an Extra Episode, Just Blow Up the Island, I Dunno

Yo can you even believe this season is over?

It was honestly a two-season season, when you think about it. This tournament that was only like a week in showtime but two years in watch time if it was 2001 and I was tuning in every week. Kinda nuts when you think about it.

Anyways, it’s over, and not even the Kaibas are willing to really let it end. They’re camping out in their bunker they just set to explode, just watching everyone run around like ants while the sirens wail across the island (do you NEED emergency sirens if no one else lives on this island?)

And we get one more time for the writers of this show to flip over the Kaiba timeline like pancakes and I just...

I can’t believe they did this to me, but at the same time I can totally see how they just let this one fly under the radar, just wait for it, it’s coming.

(read more under the cut)

So this sort of explains a little bit more of why Kaiba insists on building Kaibaland when it already exists, as apparently the Japanese Kaibaland was just the first of a franchise. Like seriously what child dreams of Franchising? He has Kaibaland but is like “I won’t be truly happy at all and I will try to cut people up with card games until there are more Kaibalands. That will surely make me happy. More Kaibalands.”

But then, sitting in the middle of the orphanage, he stands up in his 70′s ass sweatervest and proudly proclaims:

This borked timeline.

Back in the present Joey is feeling stressed out so he’s turned to his only coping mechanism, that’s right, he’s hassling people.

Duke, who has a million motivations to want to kill Kaiba, since he works for Pegasus, brings up the bright idea of “or I dunno, we could leave them? Like they very much caused every event of the last week to happen outside of the random ass cultists.”

And so, now that Joey has exhausted things to hassle, let them be Roland or the massive engines on the blimp-plane, he decides to board the helicopter. I kid you not, Tea turns to Joey as they’re boarding the copter and says basically along the lines of this:

WTF, show. Like what? Like whaaaat? Anyway, don’t think about how big a helicopter is on the inside, because we’re just gonna shove everyone in here like it’s a mosh pit. Good thing that no one actually packed any luggage or pajamas, so at least that will keep the weight down.

Please admire the height of Yugi compared to Roland.

What followed was an explosion that the show did for...some reason. This didn’t need to happen. This was needless anxiety and it’s like..the season’s over why are we doing this???

So this is just a very Yugioh moment where...they didn’t really HAVE to blow up the island at the last minute. They didn’t HAVE to break the engines on the blimp-plane and they absolutely didn’t HAVE to put Seto Kaiba in a jet in the same very un-aerodynamic shape of a blue eyes white wife.

But they did.

If I’ve learned anything from watching Yugioh is that you must always, at every moment, be going 400%.

Seto just wanted to make a simple visual statement of “I want to move on from the past” so he decided to uh...do a very theatrical statement that was so theatrical that everyone thought that not only he and Mokuba had died, but that they, themselves, were about to die (and they were, they absolutely were)

Please admire the way they drew Seto from the side in this scene.

Anyway, now that the completely unnecessary “lets blow up the island and destroy the ecosystem” drama is over, and Kaiba’s off to encourage Global Warming in some other part of the globe, it’s time to send Marik off on his boat. It’s time for him to go have Marik Boat Time and never ever become a spinoff series although you know I would absolutely watch the hell out of that.

So, they choose the most idyllic landscape to do it, here in the abandoned warehouse district, surrounded by shipping cranes and strangely empty cruise liners. Ah, that twilight hour sunset. The way the sunlight kisses the corners of the abandoned warehouse’s windows.

I am absolutely shocked our background artist didn't use the chance to paint it neon orange. They love neon orange so much but I guess they save the neon for dramatic scenes. This one they left a more natural Instagram creamy color palate.

(PS at this point I guess Bakura decided to go home or go to the hospital. Whichever reason he decided to bounce, he bounced without saying goodbye to anyone apparently. That or the show just decided that no one cares about Bakura so he was the only one we didn’t say a farewell too, which is hilarious since he’s one of the most popular characters on this show.

Bro broke it to me, this whole story line of the puzzle and the tablet and all that--nah. By the time we get to it I’ll have forgotten all of the lore, pretty sure. Bro did ask me if we could skip S4 and I said no we are here for the worst parts first, Bro. When it gets horrible is when we’re finally getting to the good stuff.

Then, Duke suddenly remembered that before this tournament, he was only going on a walk between laundry loads but ended up abducted twice over, stranded on a submarine, an island, and nearly exploded. That and he had to sleep on one of Kaiba’s weird cube couches and that probably sucked. But it’s time for him to pull out his colors and add some bounce sheets to his whites for the dryer.

Can you believe they had Duke Devlin for two seasons but he only dueled once? Lol.

I can’t believe there was never a purpose for Duke Devlin other than to be eye-candy. I’ve only ever really seen this trope done to girls.

Mai also suddenly remembers that she doesn’t live here.

TBH, if Mai wasn’t put in a coma, I think she would have just left the tournament after she lost. She’d have pulled out a hang-glider from her pack and just sailed away rather than spend another minute with people she isn’t absolutely required to hang out with. That seems more her jam.

And then they had to frame up this Joey/Mai ship and...it’s just so funny when you remember that Mai is like waaay to old for Joey. She’s like 24 and he’s a baby but he’s pretty sure that he’s disappointing her so much by not telling her all about how he’s crushing. He’s pretty sure she just has no idea when it’s like, no, she does, and she does not want you to acknowledge it.

As she goes off, Tea for some reason decides to make it her responsibility for Joey to go out there and I guess...mortally embarrass himself in front of his much older crush? I mean you don’t really have to admit to your teachercrush that...you like her? Like, Mai is just a teachercrush right? Like he respects and admires her, she’s pretty, and there’s no other girls but Tea and Miho? Like that’s it?

This weird ass couple. And I mean it’s a weird pairing just because it can never happen on screen, but as some of you have pointed out--it is probably the healthiest couple in Yugioh. Mostly because we know that it will never happen. Unlike everyone else where it’s like, Joey better go eat both those pieces of paper with those phone numbers on it because holy hell a 16 yo dating a 12 yo is pretty freakin wild. What are those boys even going to talk about with Serenity? How wild fractions are? How to make a replica of a cell out of Jello for the science fair? Because that’s the level she’s at.

I was an architecture student once (I know. Ya’ll who’ve read many of these have probably noticed I attempted to major in nearly every art alignment so it’s probably very confusing to figure out wtf I actually ended up finishing in school (it was Illustration) ) so I just can’t with Yugi’s house. We have seen several rooms inside this house and none of them, absolutely none, line up with the outside of Yugi’s house (which is smack dab in the middle of the inner city for some reason??? Like does Yugi have PARKING? This is the most expensive two story house in Japan, it comes with free parking.

And like...I have tried to lay it out but it doesn’t make sense. The stairs of the shop go directly into the front door. The second floor would be half a staircase, so where is this living room? And assuming that Yugi is on the top floor with the slanted roof window...how? Is it the entire floor? what is going on here?

It’s a cartoon, I shouldn’t think about it, but this house is a Dr. Who police box. Anyways, Yugi decides to sneak out of the house by going down the stairs that are again, right in front of the front door. You cannot go through the front door of this house because these damn stairs are directly in the way.

Hey check out who’s alive, it’s Grandpa. I guess he’s...fine? I guess he just woke up on the floor of Bakura’s hospital room and was like “Screw that, I’m going home.” and then just peaced out here until Yugi came back.

I respect his moon pj’s to go with Yugi’s star pj’s.

I can’t imagine being in Grandpa’s position and seeing your boy go out there and get nearly killed by crazy ass cultists again and Seto Kaiba (who put him in a coma), and then catching him Sneaking Out. Like if I were Grandpa I’d just set up camp right outside of the front door because holy hell Yugi is so attracted to danger he’s just gonna waltz around the city in the middle of the night to play cards.

++++++++++RANT ABOUT TACO BELL, FEEL FREE TO SKIP THIS IS JUST ME TALKING ABOUT THE TACO BELL MENU+++++++++++++++++++++++++

Also I looked up Taco Bell in Japan thinking that this wouldn’t be a thing (from what I’ve heard, the only food Japan cannot do is Mexican) but not only does Taco Bell in Japan completely exist, guess what the menu is like? Just go ahead and guess in your head, I’m gonna go over the menu right now because this is very important.

I was expecting it to be pretty wild with a black taco shell made out of squid ink or something but surprisingly, it’s mostly the freakin same but different meats. Like they have a few more pork options (I guess instead of chicken?) and they have a shrimp taco--which I feel like we’ve done in the States before but everyone didn’t like that. Also, you can apparently get a crunchwrap, but it’s in a triangle shape instead of an octagon. They just changed the shape and called it a “stuffed grilled giant nacho”.

Obviously, they do not have a Ranch Doritos taco since America is the only place that is fully obsessed with Ranch. I have heard from so many people from Asia that “can we just not have Ranch today? Can we have a single spread without this weird garlic sauce? And...are you dipping your pizza with it? Is there one thing you haven’t coated with Ranch Dressing?” and it’s like no. There isn’t. Would you like to try our taco bell taco that is frosted in messy Ranch dust?

Like it really feels like this is the one fast food joint where everyone else has the normal Taco bell, and weirdly WE are are the people with the weird ass version of Taco Bell. Even Japan was like “you guys do you over there with your pink Starburst flavored frozen icee and your Quesarito...we’re just gonna put some extra cheese on a taco and call it ‘double cheese.’”

But here’s the craziest thing on the menu--the Taco Bell in Japan has FRIES.

I KNOW.

WHAT????

What would Taco Bell fries even taste like? Would they taste...tacoey? I mean I know that nacho fries are a thing that kinda comes and goes but I’ve never had them actually. Its never the right moment for nacho fries when Nacho fries are still on the menu.

but, I will say they do have one kind of weird thing on the menu I see online. I say “kind of” because it’s...just weird, it’s not actually all that out there as compared to our weird things in Taco bell. They got something called the “honey cheese pocket” which was a small plain flour tortilla filled with melted Monterey Jack cheese rolled into a cigar that you dip into honey.

...I mean...it probably tastes good, but if you released a honey cheese pocket in the States and pretended that’s Mexican food, I’m pretty sure every state touching the south border would cry a single Zesty-ranch-doritos-taco-shaped-tear. I know I would, at the same rate I’m stuffing honey cheese pockets directly into my mouth.

AND...apparently you can just serve alcohol in a Japanese Taco Bell. Which is interesting, because we had that episode of Season Zero where Yugi had to find alcohol in a burger joint, which seemed really odd to me at the time, but I guess you can just serve alcohol in whatever restaurant? Anyways, Taco bell has alcohol so now Yugi can light people on fire in a Taco Bell, if he really felt like it. Go ahead and append your fanfictions accordingly.

+++++++++END OF TACO BELL RANT, BACK TO CARDS ++++++++++++

So, can you imagine having a friend who forces you to wake up at o-dark hundred in order to play cards when you already attend all of the same classes and see eachother every minute of the day otherwise? Can you imagine having a friend like this?

Then again I’m not 100% on whether Pharaoh needs to sleep. It’s pretty clear that Bakura’s ghost doesn’t sleep much (or apparently eat much) so maybe it goes the same for Pharaoh as well that he needs Yugi to remind him how to be human.

Then there was this weird review episode they slapped on at the end. I...don’t know why they put it there, it was really more of an afterthought since nothing really got added or taken away from the finale. It was just a review episode of “in case you didn’t watch this season, here’s what happened this season” But the episode wasn’t over before Tea angsted the hell out about this kid that I guess she’s...

Tea thinks in her head about Yugi more than she talks directly to Yugi. That’s really my biggest issue with this couple. Tea can be so lukewarm towards Yugi and visa versa and then occasionally Tea will just snap and obsesses over this boy, but never tells him about it directly. Except for that one time in the blimp, which was more about “please don’t die”. But have they talked about how freakin anxious she is about how he’ll die? Nah.

It just feels like the writing team had one person who really liked Tea/Yugi, and then the rest who were like “fine, wtv” and so we get a real inconsistent narrative of this pair, that only seems to come up for drama, but then goes right back to being invisible moments later. Like sightings of a giant squid.

Ah, back where they started, on a date with a ghost. I think. This might be a date? It started at 2 PM so I don’t know that counts as a date yet.

These two are a lot.

And honestly...If it was going to happen it should have happened at some point in the end of this arc. She made such a big deal about him going off to card war, and now he’s back and she’s like...ok, cool.

They’re not gonna even talk about it? Or like...maybe high five it out? High five out those feelings? Man I feel so bad for anyone that shipped these two.

But anyway,

I’d add it to the Yugioh Death Count but that’s assuming that I don’t find an excuse to use this font again.

So yeah, that’s it for Season 3 (I wrote in Season 4 just now and had to really think about it because like...it really does feel like I went through 4 seasons, at least, of this show since every season is like 50 episodes)

Originally, when I started this, I thought there were only 3 seasons of Yugioh total. This was the end goal.

But I guess I’m committed now, so we’ll start up Season 4, which bro tells me is “completely different and not what you expected” but I probably won’t post until 2 weeks from now because this is a side hobby and I don’t need to wax long about my main-life stress, but youknow how it is: the more stuff I add the more stuff adds up. However, I do cope with stress by typing, so maybe I’ll just make sooo many updates to combat it? I dunno. But the blog will be back for S4. Eventually. When I get to it.

Many thanks to all y’all who’ve left many kind comments, I’ve been kind of tasked for time lately, so I haven’t really responded to many, but know that I see them and I’m thankful for them and I tell bro about them and he finds many of them amusing and y’all are just very, very nice. Wish Tumblr had an actual comments system since the only way to reply is like...it’s weird. If I reblog my own post I run the risk of it then being out of chronological order for people wanting to read that link I put at the base of each post so...I have to either make a new post to reply or reply within the post and I dunno if y’all can even see that type of reply...it’s tumblr problems.

Anyway, I’ll have a Graveyard for next weekend, maybe an art post, I dunno. But, I’m not dead, just watching how weird the next season is and making a buffer.

And here’s that link to read all these recaps in chrono order from the beginning

#ygo #yugioh #s3 #we finished s3 #s3 ep 46 #s3 ep47 #I might have those episode numbers wrong because 47 is a weird episode to end on #but I'm not gonna double check because we done #yugi muto #tea gardner #tristan taylor #duke devlin #serenity wheeler #seto kaiba #mokuba #mai valentine #a very long rant about taco bell

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tanukihunt · 5 years ago

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Countries Away Prologue

((This is a countryhumans au fanfic I write in my quotev. Follow me at @SweetLittleBumblebeeTFP on there. Here the link. https://www.quotev.com/SweetLittleBumblebeeTFP

Okay, here the summary-

Amos Janesville is an older brother of 4. As a bisexual male, he's often bullied. His only friends are those like him. So when he gets a flag of the United States of America painted on him, his life drastically changes in more ways than one.

And now here the story))

All I need is a little love in my life

All I need is a little love in the dark

A little but I'm hoping it might kickstart

Me and my broken heart

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"Up and over!" Amos Janesville watched as his brother Candon use his skateboard to perform a trick. He landed a 180 and the board rolled on the ramp, with his foot slightly dragging. “How’d I do Amos?” Candon asked, one hand on his hip and the other picking up his new high-speed skateboard. Amos smiled.

"You did great, Candy!" He said, clapping. "Y'know, I got worried when you got the thing, but you're awesome at it! Now I need to find my perk." Candon laughed.

"Amos, you don't need a perk! You're already awesome!" He said, flipping the board into the air and catching it. "I mean, sure, Zeke has his music, and Austin has his reptiles, but you're you!" Amos chuckled. The twins - while a minute apart - were nothing like each other. Austin was an outdoorsman and Zeke was a natural song writer and singer. Even Amos couldn't match up to them.

"Oh yeah? What do I have that you guys don't?" Amos asked Candon.

"You're gay. That's something." Candon offered after thinking about it. His brother cupped one hand on the bridge of his nose and inhaled in a dramatic fashion.

“First off I’m bi, there’s a difference dear brother of mine,” Amos retorted, crossing his arms. “Second of all sexuality has nothing to do with this! I’m talking about any talents I might have,” Candon made an 'o' with his mouth and nodded.

"Well, you can... fight! I've seen you duke it out against Russel!" Russell Sovienda, a Russian boy in Amos's sparring class and also his rival, was also known for being the brother of Candon's crush, Ukiah. Amos smirked.

"Okay, maybe I can. But you guys can too!" He said.

”Maybe I can, maybe I can’t brother,” Candon told him, shrugging his shoulders. “Anyway we should probably get to class, we don’t want to worry Jackie by being late,” - Jackie Kiastu, the new Japanese transfer student to Burreling High School, immediately became friends with the brothers. Her stylish looks and all around cute hair made her a little popular too.

”Yeah, you’re right Candy. Don’t want her to freak out,” Amos replied, picking up his backpack and started heading across the street from the skate park.

"I wonder if Spencer will be at school this time. He's always missing class." Spencer Española, one of Amos's childhood friends, was a kid with problems. He missed school and barely showed. Even the Janesville brothers didn't know where he was. Zeke thought that he was probably being held hostage by his dad, but there were doubts.

"You wonder about Spencer. I'll think about her." Amos smiled as his mind drifted off to the Filipino girl, Philippa Maharlika. Philippa's full name was Philippines, but she went by Philippa. Her sharpie tattoos and badass attitude were what drew Amos to her. Candon snickered.

"Y'know, maybe if you actually asked her out, maybe you could snag her." He teased. Amos cheeks dusted to an almost fully light red color, he tugged his brother’s ponytail gently.

“Do you think she’d actually say yes?” He asked as they neared the school.

"Bro, I know that'd she'd say yes! You're the coolest guy around. And let's not forget who saved her from being attacked by Spencer's dad." Candon smiled, looking towards the large building, then stopping.

"Candon, what's up?" Amos asked, looking in the same direction. He froze. A group of kids were being herded to a certain spot of the courtyard. The brothers exchanged glances, and neared the spot.

"AMOS! CANDON!" Amos and Candon whipped their heads toward the crowd. When they felt a pair of hands shove them over to the crowd, both brothers froze. As they arrived they heard an all too familiar word ring inside their ears; Belle and Russel were standing in the middle of the circle as was Spencer and Jackie. “We have another pair before the fight begins,” - It was a cool and clear as daylight, Gesper seemed to be the cause of the issue.

“What the hell are you doing?” Amos asked the German teen. Though he kept his lips sealed and pushed the brothers in the rest of the way.

"Oh shit..." Candon said. "Amos-" Amos stopped his brother there.

"Don't worry, Candon, I'm a pro at this." He made his fists and the fight began. Russel ran to Amos, tackling him. "OOF-"

"Nowhere to hide, Amos!" He said in a thick Russian accent. Amos grunts and shoved him off.

"No where to run, Russ." He turned to Candon. "Okay, you deal with Spence and Jackie. I got Russel and Belle." Candon nodded and ran forward to them, throwing punches here and there. Amos turned his attention on Russel, who sucker punched him in the face. Amos threw them back. By the time it was first period, the students were sore and aching. Spencer put his hands on his back and cracked it.

"Mierda. Who knew we'd be doing a fucking fight? Never thought Gesper would do that." He commented as his back emitted a loud crack. Before he could respond, Amos was tackled.

"YOU'RE ALIVE!" The voice that Amos knew as his brother Zeke said. How he managed to get to the high school was a mystery, since he and Austin were middle schoolers. But as he studied his brother he noticed something off. His face was different.... the New Zealand's flag was on his face. The paint had dried, and it felt rough like their cat: Wendy’s fur.

“Candon come see this. I have no idea what to make of it,” Candon looked at Zeke's face.

"What happened, Zeke?" Zeke shrugged.

"Some guy grabbed Aus and I and painted our faces like this. Told us to not wash it off. Kinda weird if you ask me. Austin got Australia." He explained, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Kinda weird if you asked me." Amos sighed.

"The hell? Why would someone do that?" Jackie asked. Zeke shrugged again.

"Dunno, but Aus and I weren't the only ones - a couple of girls named Indiana Kakai, Mallory Itu, and Brittany Miller got picked too. Indiana got Indonesia, Mallory got Malaysia, and Brittany got Britan. Philippa also got one - Philippines." He counted off. Amos blanched.

"Philippines? Is she okay-" Zeke raised a hand.

"She's fine. Protective much?" He asked him.

Amos groaned and covered his face, hiding the new shades of pink dusting it. “Let’s not talk about it right now,” He told Zeke, grabbing the older twin’s shoulders. “Especially not in front of Gesper and his annoying crew,”

"Just head back home and we’ll see you there. Alright?” Candon spoke.

Zeke nodded and picked up his things before charging out of the high school gates. “See you then!”

He let out a sigh of relief and slung his arm around Candon’s shoulders. “We really have to go to class, can’t have mom finding out,”

”If you say so..,”

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The Cipher Frontier! Issue 30: "Thank you for coming to the Go! Go! Summer Tour!"

(“The Cipher Frontier! With Emma, Shade, Yuzu & Randal” is a regular column on the Fire Emblem Cipher website which summarises upcoming news concerning Cipher and other Fire Emblem materials. It is hosted by the four mascot characters. The following is a full translation of the 30th issue of the column, originally published on the 10th of August, 2017.)

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Hello, everybody!!!!

To commemorate the second anniversary of Cipher and the launch of Series 9, five "Go! Go! Summer Tour" events were held across Japan!

And since they were so popular, we went out to the final event in Kanazawa a few days ago.

All of the events had so many fans of Cipher and Fire Emblem come by!

I saw a few people took the time to come a long way for them, too.

T'was more to the festivities than dueling. With live paintings and autographs from illustrators, mini-concerts, quiz areas and more, each event was packed with all manner of fun to keep one entertained!

Speaking of which... Let's take a moment to talk about just what happened at the Summer Tour!

Naturally for a Cipher event, first and foremost is the competition! At the Summer Tour, you could battle others to your heart's content!

I got in plenty of matches, too!

...But I *sniff* got plenty of losses...

The Pack Battles, too, offered fearsome competition. How interesting it is to lay aside the traditional way of battle for a time!

It was really nice to see the event areas that were just for women and beginners to battle in!

A lot of people came to the practice area to learn how to play Cipher.

Just collecting Cipher cards is neat and all, but playing with them is even neater. Here's hoping everyone gives it a try at least once.

Battling was fun and all, but there were plenty of other things to enjoy as well!

At every showing, the live painting exhibitions with the illustrators drew remarkable crowds.

That's right! Hidari, Sachiko Wada, Daisuke Izuka, Kotaro Yamada, Senri Kita, and Yusuke Kozaki all provided us with wonderful Cipher artwork!

I couldn't miss out on seeing how these artists draw as it happens!

A lot of drawing is done on computers these days, so it's a pretty rare and valuable experience to get lucky and see it done by hand.

And all of their drawings are just... so full of feeling!

M-marvelous...! It is unthinkable, that such incredible works could be drawn in such a short period of time!

...Huh? Aren't there more of these drawings than there were illustrators?

You see, Senri Kita had actually drawn another one beforehand as a bit of a warm-up, to make sure she could do a live painting fast enough...

In this one she illustrated four senators of the Begnion Empire.

And because of that, Yusuke Kozaki did an additional drawing of four Nohrians.

I don't know why, but seeing King Garon smiling and laughing like this for the first time is a bit, er...

Seeing unexpected character depictions like these appear before our eyes at the events was really quite exciting.

Being surprised by it live as it happens certainly gave the event a very distinctive sort of charm.

The mini-concerts were really exciting, too!

Marvelous musical performances were held at the Summer Tour as well!

The tracks included "The Heritors of Arcadia" from "Echoes: Shadows of Valentia", and "Winds of Askr" from "Heroes"... All of them were just wonderful.

Mm. The simple piano and guitar combination resulted in good, clean listening.

The discussions about composition and development that they had between tracks were most interesting listening. It even heightened my love of their craft still further.

We also had Quiz Areas, loaded with enthralling puzzles!

Pictured question:

[J-Across] Who is the unit who starts with these stats? Archer / Level 6 36 HP / 11 Str / 0 Mag / 14 Skl / 14 Spd / 4 Luck / 9 Def / 0 Res / 6 Mov Skills: Pursuit, Accost, Adept

I felt as if this time they offered a great many fearsome questions.

I think I solved all of them, but right to the end they had me secondguessing myself. The entire deal was pretty well put together.

For those who were wondering what sort of questions they were, we have all of the ones used at the events here!

Pictured questions:

A-Down: Complete this unit's catchphrase.

F-Down: What is this unit's name?

B-Across: What is the name of this skill that Tormod has in "Path of Radiance" and "Radiant Dawn"?

C-Across: What is the name of the unit whose card possesses this skill? [ACT] [FLIP 4] Destroy all enemy units with a deployment cost of 2 or less. Until the end of the turn, this unit gains +10 attack for every enemy unit destroyed by this skill, and 1-2 range.

C-Down: ???

E-Across: What is this unit's name?

G-Across: Who is being cosplayed?

H-Down: Complete the name of this item from "Thracia 776" which heals fatigue.

I-Down: Who is being quoted? "I'll do anything you say. Yes... Just like this... Mwahaha! You shouldn't have let your guard down! You fool... Now die!"

J-Down: What is the name of this unit?

L-Down: Name the female archer appearing in "Shadow Dragon" and "New Mystery of the Emblem".

M-Across: Name the female unit who has been illustrated for Fire Emblem Cipher by these artists: Cuboon, I☆LA, Doji Shiki, HMK84, Kaoru Hagiya

N-Across: What is the name of the sword that is not like the others?

O-Down: Name the unit who eats these candies.

K-Down: Name the unit who has these things in common: Shaman, Monocle, Hugh, The Port of Badon

I wonder how many of these you can solve? I hope you give the challenge a try.

Also, there was all sorts of fun going on at the Photography Area and the Colouring Area!

Truly, this was an event that offered fun not only for Cipher players, but for Fire Emblem fans as well, all throughout each day.

I'm so glad that events such as these allow fans to form bonds with fellow fans.

Each place was just one big, sprawling ring of Fire Emblem, huh...

Thank you so much for coming, everybody!!!!

Anyway, everyone, it's been a month and a half since Series 9 was released, so... You're all probably starting to wonder what's next for Cipher, right?

So the next would be... No, it can't be... Series 10 of Cipher?!

Let's see if I remember this right... Series 10 features "Thracia 776", "Fates: Birthright/Conquest" and "Heroes". The official site put up an image of its packaging!

Heh heh... Actually, I've got a few images of Series 10 cards with me today!

What? We're... We're unveiling them?!

That's right! The Cipher Niconico livestreams and the official Twitter account aren't the only ones revealing cards anymore.

Lately Randal's been the one with all the exciting new tidbits, and I'm not about to let him have all the fun!

Oh, er... I didn't really think this was a competition or anything...

Right, here we go! Ta-daaah! From Cipher Series 10 it's... Orsin and Tanja! And Selkie and Velouria!

Ohh! Aren't these different illustrations of Orsin and Tanja from the ones we saw on the last Nico broadcasts? These must be their class-changed cards!

Sir Orsin has a skill for his personal throwing axe, the Pugilist! And moreover, Sir Orsin and Lady Tanja each have skills to support the other!

Huh. Just like the story of "Thracia 776".

Wow! And the two beast shifters are so cuuuute!

These must be their base-class illustrations. I believe these are also different from the ones seen on the last Niconico live broadcast.

There's something about seeing these cute youngsters giving life their all that warms this old man's heart.

Well?! You're all looking forward to Series 10, aren't you!!

Er, Shade... That's... That's quite the smug look you're wearing...

Oh, while we're on the subject... I've got a little something myself: an illustration to reveal.

An illustration...? To reveal...?

Here it is.

I-is... Is this...?!

It's Eirika from "The Sacred Stoooones"!

Could such brushwork be... the work of Miss Sachiko Wada?!

Oh, you've got a sharp eye. This is an illustration for a card in Series 11.

S-Series 11?! You've got... Even more breaking news than I do! W-w-where... Where did you... g-g-get that?

That's a trade secret.

Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh... Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

Gah! We broke her! We broke Sh-Shade!

Please, Shade, calm yourself! You showed us those cards and sparked even more anticipation for what lies ahead in Cipher! We could never do this without you!

Y-you're right. And if seeing Randal bring news to The Cipher Frontier! makes everybody happy too, that's fine, isn't it...?

Of course. Let's all get everyone stirred up for Cipher!

Gah! Next time... I won't be beaten next time!

No, no, no... Don't make it a contest...

Ohoho! To spur each other on to greater heights like this is a fine thing indeed!

Well, that's all she wrote this time, so...

We hope you all keep enjoying "Cipher" and "The Cipher Frontier"!!!!

So... The next Cipher Niconico live broadcast is on the 19th of August...?

Indeed, my liege.

Uwehehe... What fun...

#fire emblem #the cipher frontier!

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