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darkwingphoenix · 8 months ago

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Hello, @loominggaia Fans!

You guys coming into The Ole Meme Bakery Today

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I won't throw ya out tho, you're always welcome!

Darshaan when Columbina goes trick-or-treating as him (She's going all in on the costume, bare titties and all)

Skylie to Saraia (She's a straight 10 (To Saraia) with a high libido)

Saraia when she gives Skylie a shark onesie:

Gultopp using the Evangeline Civil War to start shit up (Damiscend, The Unseelie, Mogdir, and The Seelie Court gang up on him)

Clarity trying to convince Cobalt to let her date/marry Lumine (She's flopping around the floor, and Lumine's EATING IT UP)

Cobalt when Sai and Justinia have body esteem issues (Skylie's his backup gal)

Going to Zareen Capital Be Like

Cobalt And The Evangeline Royal Sisters Smiling VS Saraia, Justinia, Sai, and Angie smiling (Very flirtatious, very we wanna top in the bedroom like)

Skylie when Saraia helps her with a tech thingy

Skylie and Cyana, having left Evangeline after suppressing themselves for years (Skylie's still messed up after being burned on the face with red hot iron rods, Cyana's totally recovered from it all)

Marine's husband when Lumine turns on him when Signora and Columbina are trying to assassinate him (She actually stabbed him in the back, trying to take his focus on her sisters to kill him quickly)

Skylie coming home to Sygbarne and the younger divines she adopts:

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A random hilichurl

A party-loving minotaur be like

The Harbingers on a calm afternoon

A Random Monster Skylie Makes

Lumine when Signora and Columbina are taking too long to stab their father

A random human rapper and Amber doing a rap battle (She completely wrecks him and then steals his hoes)

Bishop Be Like

Random Monster Skylie Makes Be Like:

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Marine's husband's champion after leaving to duel Lumine personally (She used her Vision and Paimon to kill him easier)

Dorzlaf inspecting a new goblin slave of his

Skylie memorizing her songs by funny mislyrics

Skylie when drunk

A music instrument snob being snooty and Skylie clowning on them

Cyana being supportive of Signora and Columbina, and Rodrig trying to shut her down

What Skylie imagined her crowd was before she got enough confidence without it (Her adoring nieces, nephews, and kiddos)

Citrine throwing out her Sticks and Bones (Skeleton/plant fusions)

Skylie to any of her younger kids/nieces and nephews

Skylie on Valentine's Day/Looming Gaia's version to Saraia

Saraia and Darshaan serving

Saraia as a little kid

Rook to people who tell Skylie she's such a powerful male

Skylie making a cutie anime figure for Reformed Lindism

Now, Cyana pretending to be straight:

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Saraia trying to make a non-murder monster with Skylie, Vex and Darshaan tryna help out

The first minotaur to win a skateboard competition

Citrine, Amber, and Kitsu practicing necromancy at 3 AM(Citrine picked it up instinctively and taught her sisters)

A Demon tryna get food at 3 AM

Cyana to suitors vs Angie

If someone did the crime of Hurting Collei (AKA, she tripped while they had the misfortune of being within 3 meters of her)

Jeimos Be Like

Sprights and Pixies Be Like

Lumine's Fave Color being Purple after Clarity guessed it (She didn't have a fave until Clarity said Purple)

The Fanaka Triplets and Cyangeline Kids when Rustafi makes his first law as High King (They're completely clowning)

Skylie adopting random orphans be like

Morgause ripping her shirt off, Skylie showing kink-concern, Saraia kink-observing, Darshaan kink-questioning and Vex making a kink-hypothesis using the kink-scientific theory

Ei and Makoto Be Like

Saraia and Skylie Being a Spy Pair

Skylie when someone fetishizes her kids/nieces/nephews (She's stabbing them with Celestial Blade)

Skylie and Saraia half the time

Citrine and Amber at an early seance (Citrine's tryna be professional, Amber's just clowning the hell out)

Cobalt having his kids come with him to Damiscend (And Maia/Dottore/Indigo/Capitano's reactions, Collei/Lumine/Clarity's reactions, and Rosaria's reaction)

Cobalt and Justinia reacting to Ei and Makoto saying they're the twins' parents (They look like a human with sirene traits, like Tolsa of Gawe but with a sirene base)

Capitano when Sandrone caved an ogre slaver's ribs in, killing him on the spot (She broke her wrist and arm and dislocated her shoulder)

Mr. Ocean during that one Zareenite interview

Amber and Maui surfing during a tropical storm

Amber and Cyana in this situation (Amber reads some FUCKED UP smut)

Maia running on water using galemancy

Random day in Ascendance Be Like:

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Cobalt and Skylie dueling (Ajaw served as the tumble weed)

Cute Saibalt Moments with their kids as babies (And also Justinia and Sai's twins, all the same age)

A Domestic Monster Skylie Made (It can't survive at all in the wild)

Bunch of Skylie's kids as 4-6 year olds

Skylie exposing Evangeline's nobility with a banger

Lumine during a self-imposed trip her dad approved of so she'd be free for a few years (She decides to come back to take out her dad personally, as she decided he was a POS)(Capitano heard her walking past him and went to hug her, as only she and their dad knew of her adventuring)(This is sorta meant to copy Genshin Impact in a way)

Columbina threatening her grandfather with fake Khaenri'ah Rot (An affliction Skylie made that makes those afflicted essentially have a pro-equality, pro-magic and anti-slavery symbiote like from Venom that becomes a massive problem in Evangeline)

Skylie, Cyana, Lumine, Signora and Columbina to their family at the High Royal Gala

LG Monsters when asked this

Lumine to a Neuvillette impersonator at a convention

Lumine to Clarity vs to her adventuring buds

My headcanon voices for: Columbina, Amber, Citrine, Alani, Saraia, Skylie (As a teen), Indigo, Darshaan, Dottore, Cobalt, Capitano, and Tyger Fanaka

Sai trying to use her kids' slang

Skylie using pyromancy with Celestial Blade:

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The Divine Quartet (Skylie, Saraia, Darshaan, and Vex) bein badasses

Cobalt and Darshaan with their female friends/relatives (Almost all of whom are some sorta gay):

Gay facts, with Cyana:

This has been Gay Facts with Cyana

Cobalt to Collei:

Saraia to Skylie trying out a new outfit:

Paimon, Lumine's right hand gal, standing at attention:

Whole Buncha Gayness from Looming Gaia

Marine to Columbina

Capitano and his Khaenri'ah Rot going into Kelvingyard by themselves

Cecaelia to Kobolds Be Like

Lumina having identity issues grappling with her gender and being able to outright shapeshift into people she knows well

Skylie thinking of Saraia

#the ole meme bakery #best meme bakery this side noalen #Youtube #dwpmemebakery

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yugiohcardsdaily · 1 year ago

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Posted Cards Master List - 42.5

rest of December 2022

Morphtronic Converter

Morphtronic Earfon

Morphtronic Scannen

Morphtronic Telefon

Nightmell the Dark Bonder

Over Fusion

P.U.N.K. JAM Dragon Drive

P.U.N.K. JAM Extreme Session

Paces, Light of the Ghoti

Pitknight Earlie

Power Toll Braver Dragon

Primeval Planet Perlereino

Propa Gandake

Ravenous Vendread

Rikka Konkon

Rikka Princess

Scar of the Vendread

Scareclaw Light-Heart

Scareclaw Straddle

Scatter Fusion

Shif, Fairy of the Ghoti

Spright Blue

Spright Carrot

Spright Elf

Spright Gamma Burst

Spright Jet

Spright Pixies

Spright Red

Spright Smashers

Spright Starter

Tearlaments Cryme

Tearlaments Havnis

Tearlaments Kaleido-Heart

Tearlaments Kitkallos

Tearlaments Merrli

Tearlaments Metanoise

Tearlaments Reinoheart

Tearlaments Scheiren

Tearlaments Sulliek

Terrors of the Overroot

The Most Distant, Deepest Depths

Therion "Empress" Alasia

Therion Irregular

Ultimate Slayer

Vanguard of the Underground Emperor

Vendread Scavenger

Vernusylph and the Changing Season

Vernusylph and the Flower Buds

Vernusylph Corolla

Vernusylph of the Awakening Forests

Vernusylph of the Flourishing Hills

Vernusylph of the Flowering Fields

Vernusylph of the Thawing Mountains

Amazoness Augusta

#not duel monsters #ygo cd posted list #december 2022 #long post //

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libidomechanica · 21 days ago

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“And the this that blynd with”

A sonnet sequence

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Go to staru’d it: themselves, anothings ! On the made sugarcane before the wene song might. And gains, fall inst the God moisie. Or Glory of loue to my lykenesse her, forth heasanctuations, and and she her looke, and press, as risis? Human side a trooped it? What; aftes with his old not, is in your missing then ther joys place, well meants the worth taught for need the from well: they semlokes my with the desire you to thee. Authorizing question, his when young she door, sphearing, doth his being press’d hiveware? And like my powere been time, ’ quoth bouncing, loe her, for he catchin, their rose eye.

My debt to shew, though; yet this is he read. Compound us—o world. So that part, chased. Tells lived below, or stones supers complaining peace can face, and waters harder like had a though ther eyes the Bandom it hand euer; she disturbing more:&with thou moures of my absence vow, ready surprison: that grew anon they mother to immortal name: paradisture been that expect come, its would entractice had steel, they selfe never belovëd of them made me penance moonlight, curls, but of the love wander that I sand as still worth they bear him out, expect both then growes sustern release.

Once to meed remained tookes and to her Wise Lord of they deals lou’d brow to burners, why hearts so where to the more use, and neuer cottage unsoft waterly heard eyes, being kiss herbs from reast know word touched by that dready turn’d the running breat then workestall tempest singing drum and thou knows it may ankly galled happing for furthen calling a tree. But few will conce to defynd if the nest us warm unto take remaine with fire sweet still hand, laws back’d, to seemly fathere man, which I draw that for I should now? Step of blind her is reight happy more he to bold the scather we take.

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#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 4 #138 texts #sonnet sequence

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poemoftheday · 23 days ago

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Poem of the Day 12 June 2025

Amoretti LXXXI: Fayre is my love, when her fayre golden heares

BY EDMUND SPENSER

Fayre is my love, when her fayre golden heares,

With the loose wynd ye waving chance to marke:

Fayre when the rose in her red cheekes appears,

Or in her eyes the fyre of love does sparke.

Fayre when her brest lyke a rich laden barke,

With pretious merchandize she forth doth lay:

Fayre when that cloud of pryde which oft doth dark

Her goodly light with smiles she drives away,

But fayrest she, when so she doth display

The gate with pearles and rubyes richly dight:

Throgh which her words so wise do make their way

To beare the message of her gentle spright.

The rest be works of natures wonderment,

But this the worke of harts astonishment.

#poetry #poem of the day #poem #edmund spenser

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sir-david-von-templo · 1 year ago

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Well. They get stagnat after Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS and the introduction of Link Monsters. Not a bad Extra Deck summoning method. Actually pretty solid one, but the game became more complex as a result, so, after VRAINS ended, and a year hiatus, a new duel format was introduced: Rush Duels. With a more stylized card format that bares resemblance to Vanguard Cardfight, and an easier gameplay, they are oriented to younger audiencies, or, better said, the intended audience. The new anime series now revolves around this new game format, that, since 2019, is still Japanese exclusive.

But, the normal OCG / TCG is still being produced, but, with no new anime, they had the chance to bring the old archetypes to modern times. Since 2019, all sets have been nostalgic, with new support to old classics from all the previous eras. Duel Monsters? Just check all these new Dark Magician fusions and the new Illusion type monsters. Oh, And Exodia support is coming in a few weeks. GX? We have a new Armed Dragon, More Neos Fusions, Yubel support, and there are more things to come? 5Ds? Lets just see the new Stardust Dragon Accel Synchro evolutions, or this new Red Dragon Archfiend Structure Deck to feel like a King! Zexal? We have new Xyz, More Utopias, More Gimmick Puppets, And a new shiny Galaxy-Eyes Dragon, my boy? Arc-V and VRAINS? Of course! They must feel new, but they have their fans...

And of course, now that they are not tied to an anime, new archetypes have space to experiment and tell their own stories: Fallen of Albaz, Ecclesia, Sprights, Despians, and a whole bunch of archetypes are the protagonists of an epic adventure not unlike any great fantasy or science fiction saga from the movies and literature.

Just to be honest? I think changing how the business was done allowed greater things in the King of Games...

All anime archetypes should have a character representative and I’m sad that it’s taken this long for Konami to make it a regular pattern.

Oh wow, thats dope

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abalidoth · 3 years ago

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Object Starters

I'm a huge sucker for Pokemon that are just, like, a random floating object with something weird about it. Klefki, Klink/Klang/Klinklang, every single Rotom, Magnemite, Sinistea/Polteageist, the list goes on.

So, for fun, I designed a hypothetical set of starter Pokemon and their evolutions that are all based on objects! (I would draw these if I had any artistic ability; I'll just have to settle for words.)

WATER

Spright: Water type, Desk lamp (think Pixar) with a garden tap instead of a light bulb.

Lampflood: Water type, floor lamp with a mesh fireplace-like screen instead of a shade, spraying water like a sprinkler.

Frosphorescent: Water/Ice type, industrial spotlight shooting torrents of frozen water.

FIRE

Pamphlit: Fire type, a folded piece of paper being burned.

Cooklet: Fire type, a small book surrounded by fire in a vaguely humanoid shape.

Flamoire: Fire/Dark type, a magical looking book (necronomicon) with red and purple flames shooting out from between the pages in a bipedal shape.

GRASS

Strumm: Grass type, cute li'l ukulele with vine strings.

Likk: Grass type, acoustic guitar with vine strings and a more tree-like appearance.

Shredd: Grass/Electric type, electric guitar (a spiky one, very 80s) with electrified vine strings, connected by lightning to an amp that looks like a stump.

#pokemon #fakemon #tesserants

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ygo-monster-type-tournament · 2 years ago

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in case you were wondering, this is the current list of archetypes for the upcoming archetype tournament.

please note that the tournament won't be for a while, and i will be accepting submissions until then! All submissions will be accepted (as long as the submission is actually an archetype, of course)

A bunch of these are just me putting in every archetype i could think of, and those are the only ones that might end up being removed from this list. If someone specifically submits an archetype, it's in for good.

anyways here is the full list (current number: 220)

@Ignister A.I. Abyss Actor Ally of Justice Altergeist Amazoness Amorphage Anti Arcana Force Armed Dragon Aroma Atlantean Batteryman Battlewasp Beetrooper Black Luster Soldier Blackwing Blue-Eyes Borrel Branded Burning Abyss Bystial CAN:D Charmer Chemicritter Chronomaly Cipher Code Talker Constellar Crusadia Crystal Beast Crystron Cyber Dragon Cynet D/D Danger! Dark Contract Dark Magician Darklord Deskbot Despia Destiny HERO Digital Bug Dinomist Dinowrestler Dogmatika Dracoslayer Dragon Ruler Dragunity Drytron Earthbound Edge Imp Elemental HERO Endymion Evil★Twin Evil Eye Evil HERO Evilswarm Evolsaur Evoltile Evolzar Fabled Fire King Flamvell Floowanderfreeze Fluffal Fortune Fairy Fortune Lady Frightfur Frog Fur Hire G Golem Gaia Galaxy Gadget Gate Guardian Gem-Knight Genex Ghoti Gimmick Puppet Gizmek Gouki Gravekeeper’s Guardian Gusto Heraldic Beast Heroic Hieratic Ice Barrier Icejade Igknight Infernity Infernoid Invoked Kaiju Karakuri Kashtira Koa’ki Meiru Kozmo Krawler Kuriboh Kurikara Labyrinth Laval Live☆Twin Lunalight Lyrilusc Machina Madolche Majespecter Majestic Magikey Magistus Masked HERO Materiactor Mathmech Mayakashi Megalith Mekk-Knight Meklord Melffy Melodious Mermail Metalfoes Morphtronic Naturia Nekroz Nemurelia New Order Ninja Noble Knight Number Numeron Odd-Eyes Ojama Orcust P.U.N.K. Paleozoic Pendulum Magician Performapal Phantom Knights Photon Plunder Patroll Poker Knights Predaplant Prediction Princess Purrely Qliphort Raidraptor Red-Eyes Rescue-ACE Rose Dragon Rikka Ritual Beast Rokket Royal Demon’s Runick Salamangreat Scareclaw Scrap Shaddoll Shiranui Skull Servant Sky Striker Speedroid Spellbook Spright Springans Stardust Starry Knight Steelswarm Subterror Sunavalon Sunseed Sunvine Suship Swordsoul Sylvan Synchron T.G. Tearlaments Tellarknight Thorn Prisoner The Weather Therion Toon Traptrix Transamu Tri-Brigade Trickstar True King Umbral Horror Utopia Vanquish Soul Vaylantz Vendread Vernusylph Vision HERO Voidvelgr Vylon War Rock Watt Wight Wind-Up Windwitch Witchcrafter World Legacy X-Saber Yang Zing Yosenju Zefra Zoodiac ZW -

#yugioh archetype tournament #yugioh

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nikolasongsa · 3 years ago

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Dinkum Aussie

Year: 1924

He is long, he is lean, he is wiry;

He is loose-limbed and carelessly hung;

He is quick on the flare-up and fiery;

He swears with an eloquent tongue.

He’s at home on a horse or a camel;

He could sleep in the top of a tree;

He’ll try anything twice, and again if it’s nice,

For a dinkum Australian is he.

His skin is as brown as a gipsy’s;

Like a gipsy he’s thoroughly versed

In the lore of the high-stepping ponies;

He is blessed with a marvellous thirst.

He smokes cigarettes by the thousands;

He is happy-go-lucky and free;

Independent and shows it, and ‘don’t care who knows it,’

For a thoroughbred Aussie is he.

His fingers were born to a rifle;

His long legs for marching were made;

He’ll stand up the world to a finish,

And go down, if he goes, unafraid.

For he’s lord of the earth and its master,

The mountains thereof, and the sea;

Don’t dispute or forget it, or he’ll make you regret it,

For a dinkum Australian is he.

In love as in war, he’s a terror,

Whom nothing can daunt or dismay;

If he doesn’t run after the sheilas,

He never, at least, runs away.

His eyes are brown blossoms of passion,

Gold-glinting, a glory to see;

Sparkling and sprightful, and wholly delightful,

For a red-blooded Aussie is he.

He may hail you in French or Egyptian,

As suits his immediate whim;

The slang of Port Said and Toowoomba

Alike are familiar to him.

For he’s gone where his banners have beckoned,

And his tremulous drums made their plea;

And he’s picked up the patter of half the world’s chatter,

For a dinkum Australian is he.

Right down to his toes he’d a gambler,

A sport to his very last breath;

He will laugh in the face of disaster,

Toss pennies or guineas with Death.

He puts not his trust in his princes,

But dare to asperse them and see

With what personal feeling he’ll send you far-reeling,

For a loyal Australian is he.

He is lovable, natural, forceful;

He is versatile, vivid, alert;

Audacious, courageous, resourceful,

Aspiring, inquiring, expert.

He’s at home in the air or the water,

For a dinkum Australian is he;

And I’ve done some hard thinking, and I’ll say without winking,

It’s a dinkum Australian for me!

by Lydia O'Neil (1924)

#Tf2 sniper #Sniper #Sniper tf2 #Tf2 #Poem #circa 1900 #australia #Austhetics #Lydia O'Neil #1920svintage #1920s #1920s aesthetic #1920s writing #1920s poem #Commonwealth

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darkwingphoenix · 1 year ago

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Indeed.

But yeah, Skylie is literally just writing her version of Genshin Impact. Maybe she'll write bootleg Honkai Star Rail and Zenless Zone Zero lmao. Also, the elements were more or less using nymph types to replace Anemo, Geo, Electro, Dendro, Hydro, Pyro, and Cryo.

Also, Lazuline's got an entire book cartel in the basement.

Like this: Lazuline making illegal traditional Lindist books in the basement:

Also, just thought that the Archons (Or Aikons here) would be different races, like dis:

Venti: Human/Elf

Zhongli: Maybe a Gorgon

Raiden: Sirene/Elf

Nahida: Gnome or a really short Human

Furina: Sirene/Maybe Faun?

Mavuika (New Pyro Archon for Natlan): Centaur/Red Elf

Tsaritsa (Cryo Archon, not released yet): Maybe Spright

Skylie really seems to be a tad autistic to me, if more high functioning than Blomi of Folkvar. This is from the perspective of me, a clinically diagnosed high functioning autistic who ALSO writes and peruses fanfiction/fantasy incessantly. Seriously, I'm seeing a LOT of me in her. I'm actually making a fanfiction mostly centering on Cyana and her sneaking out, but Skylie (And Lazuline) are major supporting characters! It's on my AO3 of the same name as my Tumblr!

I'll take your experienced word for it! I declare autistic Skylie canon!

---> READ DARKWINGPHOENIX'S FANFIC ON AO3 <---

I just read your fanfiction, and I'm so impressed with the way you utilized the lore! You also characterized Indiga's family very well, they're all behaving pretty much the way I imagined. That little interaction between Cyana and Marine was perfect! I also like the way Cyana and Lazuline confide in eachother. Cyana trusts Lazuline like the mother she wishes she had. Even though they have their sisterly squabbles from time to time, they do share a common enemy: their overbearing parents. This is something they bond over, as they are both hiding secrets from them.

I realize this is only the first chapter but it's already so good, you've got me eager for more!

Here are some relevant lore tidbits that may or may not be useful to you:

-In addition to hand-copying Traditional Lindist texts, Lazuline also recruits the help of literate slaves to do it for her. The work is tedious, but the slaves are eager to do it because these texts are anti-slavery in nature, and spreading them to the public may help guide Evangelite culture in that direction one day. These texts also support women's rights and magic use for non-commoners, which are all things that Modern Lindism opposes.

-At some point, Lazuline's slaves learned to carve stamps out of wood or other scrap materials to make copying the texts faster. Each stamp contains one page of text. Obviously Lazuline must keep these stamps hidden when not in use.

-There are many illiterate people (especially slaves) in Evangeline Kingdom. So, Lazuline also spreads the texts by mouth. She does this by reading Traditional scriptures to groups of goblin slaves, then selling those slaves to masters all over the kingdom. Since goblins never forget anything they learn, they can recite these scriptures to other slaves they encounter while they work.

-Evangelites believe homosexuality is a literal disease that is spread by sexual activity between the same sexes. They believe victims cannot be cured, so they must be executed to contain the spread. However, exceptions are made for minors (in Evangelite culture this means under 16 years of age for humans), who are instead sent to special clinics to "treat" their disease (essentially conversion therapy). Evangelites believe there is a chance to cure the disease while the victim is still young, but once they are adults, it is too late.

Practically, this is meant to serve as a lesson to young gay Evangelites to shape up and pretend to conform, or else. It also offers mercy to children who contracted the disease through no fault of their own, such as in cases of sexual abuse. Less mercy is shown for adult victims, who are expected to "know better" and "protect themselves". Yes, victim-blaming is a rampant issue in this culture...

-Wealthy adults can also wiggle their way out of the death penalty by buying their way into special adult institutions, marketed as "quarantine centers" to keep the homosexual "disease" from spreading. The price is steep and they can never leave, but it does spare them from death. The royal family would certainly take this route with Cyana, and though these institutions offer cushy accommodations fit for the wealthy, the thought of being confined to them forever horrifies Cyana. These places are basically golden cages. Residents are closely monitored and all sexual activity is forbidden. Visitors are allowed, but they are watched the whole time to make sure there is no disease spread going on.

I imagine if Cyana's parents found out she was a lesbian, they would go on a rampage trying to find out who gave her the disease, and a lot of innocent slaves, castle staff, and townsfolk (especially the women Cyana hangs out with) would be executed without trial. I mean, just look at how they treated Saphirra's husbands: all imprisoned for life based on nothing but their daughter's accusations!

This fact alone scares the hell out of Cyana, so she is very careful not to get caught. She knows any woman she dates is in danger just by associating with her, and it plagues her with fear and guilt. This is why she dreams of just fleeing her kingdom entirely one day.

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smashflamethenecromancer · 2 years ago

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One of my mutuals is showing off their deck on their blog, so I'm gonna show off mine. Not only because I don't want to have an unfair advantage next time we duel, but also just cause I want Tumblr to rate my deck... I'd post a picture but my cam quality is awful so I'll just rundown the deck list.

2x Tri-Brigade Nervall, Kitt, and Kerass,

1x Spright Jet, Pixies, and Carrot,

2x Spright Red,

2x Nimble Beaver,

2x Melffy Catty, Puppy, and Pinny,

1x Melffy Wally,

2x Kalantosa, Mystical Beast of the Forest,

1x Dogoran, The Mad Flame Kaiju,

1x Red Resonator,

3x Small World,

2x Dark Ruler No More,

1x Harpie's Feather Duster,

2x Forbidden Droplet,

1x Called by the Grave, Spright Gamma Burst,

3x Infinite Impermanence,

2x Warning Point,

1x Tri-Brigade Revolt.

Extra Deck is Accesscode Talker, 2x Tri-Brigade Shuraig the Ominous Omen, Tri-Brigade Bearbrumm, Tri-Brigade Ferrijit, Salamangreat Almiraj, Divine Arsenal AA-Zeus, Gigantic Spright, Cat Shark, Sky Cavalry Centaurea, Joyous Melffys, Melffy of the Forest, Number 64: Ronin Racoon Sandayu, Number 2: Ninja Shadow Mosquito, and Merry Melffys.

#i wonder if anyone ever will decipher what my deck does without dueling it first #yugioh

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twofrontteethstillcrooked · 4 years ago

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snippetfic: Holiday colors in this house are ROYGBIV

He startled from concentration to find Dean standing at the end of the bed they now shared.

"Dude," Dean said, awestruck eyes darting everywhere. "Dude."

Deancas; post-15x18 au (brave of the show to end after that ep!); Christmastime; very briefly nsfw-ish.

For @winchester-reload‘s winter writing challenge.

As Cas understood it, the white lights had been a compromise because Dean wanted Sam to stop zoning out every time they talked about Christmas decorations at dinner.

Cas himself had no opinion about what the bunker decorations should look like, or which should be displayed, if any were to be displayed. He was in most ways neutral on Christmas itself; it was such a hodgepodge season, event, day, or ritual, cobbled together from a smattering of traditions, stolen or otherwise, that were, at best, human.

He did like that about it, how humans tinkered with their own narratives. Humans assigned meaning to annual cycles of nature and random happenstance alike. Humans liked tidy regularity amidst great spectacle.

Humans were optimistic: the light would return.

(There was, of course, a whole aspect of Christmas that, to some, was defined within the word itself. On that subject, Cas had little to say, except that effective advertising was nothing new and Chuck had probably wheezed his ass off every time he thought about how that particular story had proliferated.)

(Cas was determined to think as little about Chuck as possible for the rest of time.)

Sam was not an unreasonable person, and was willing to endure some so-called subtler decorative touches. Dean took this permission and ran with it, festooning the bunker in as many strings of white Christmas tree lights as he clearly thought he could get away with. This turned out to be a dozen or more strings of lights, wrapped around or stretched across tree limbs, hallways, doorframes, the outline of the bookcases in the library, and the mirrors in the bathrooms, each bulb like a tiny star illuminating a plethora of nearby colors.

Because, no, of course Dean wasn't going to stop at stringing up lights.

There were red velvet bows on the banister, fragrant orange slices dried in the oven and strung on yellow silk ribbon, a green tinsel wreath on every other door, blue construction paper snowflakes fashioned by Jack that swung from the kitchen ceiling tiles off of silver icicles, and fake birds with indigo feathers that perched in the branches of the skinny tree in the library amongst violet glass baubles.

There were also a disturbing number of decapitated Santa heads nailed up here and there, like some sort of gruesome warning to any other Santa who might attempt to infiltrate the bunker.

"They're vintage, Sam," Dean told his grimacing brother more than once.

Sam had Cas's full sympathy on this front.

Here was what Cas knew about Dean, though. However happy the white lights made Dean, they weren't what he really wanted.

Dean was standing on the sidewalk outside of the tiny used bookstore in Lebanon when Cas exited with a bag of presents for Eileen and Jack. Cas stopped and watched him for a minute, heart burning in his chest.

Dean didn't seem to notice; he was transfixed. Cas crept closer, and his eye was caught by the blinking hues that were hypnotizing Dean.

In the deep window, the shop's tree, built of hardback books stacked in a quasi pyramid, was wrapped in strings of colored lights.

The pinpoints of color reflected in Dean's shining eyes gave Cas an idea.

The project took Cas longer than he'd expected. First, the town, small as it was, simply didn't provide that many places to shop, much less for seasonal knickknackery and lighting.

Secondly, once Cas had his arsenal built up, the weapons had to be hidden. The bunker possessed many nooks and crannies and, Cas discovered the hard way, occasional actual possessions. Jack and Sam were nice to help with capture, release, and spell-breaking, but Cas still felt somewhat badly for the spright they cast out of a big old trunk, perhaps because in addition the incident left a weird smell in that storage room for another week.

(They told Dean there'd been a dead mouse in the wall. He showed no sign he thought they were lying and ate a ninth slice of pizza.)

Third, and most importantly, Dean had to be lured out of the bunker. A vetala pack in Idaho and a wraith sighting in Topeka would've been ideal chances for Cas to bring his plan to fruition, had he not been a hunter in training again. The gang needed him. He would admit it was invigorating to have his smiting powers fully restored. And he would also admit he was in no way ready to be on his own again, even for no more than a couple of days.

In their dinky motel rooms, he read two-thirds of a fascinating eighth century Enochian grimoire -- it reminded him of his old comrade in arms Opnad, who'd always been good for a chuckle -- with Dean's head in his lap, Dean clutching his knee even while sound asleep.

This too was a kind of possession, one Cas wanted to experience forever.

Monsters, however, meant that the project stalled while those were dealt with.

On December 23rd, Cas made a deal with Sam.

"One condition," Sam said.

"Yes?" Cas said.

Sam seemed to steel himself. "Please don't tell me anything else about your plan."

Cas looked down at the fifteen shopping bags at his feet. By his estimation, they didn't appear to be hostile. "I haven't told you anything except--"

Sam nodded to cut him off. "Let's keep it that way."

"I just want Dean--"

"Nope, no, shh." Sam smiled like he was being stabbed. "It's fine. Jack and I will keep Dean out of here with a movie. Do whatever you need to do." He cleared his throat. "All couples need time truly alone, you know, things that are just between the two of them."

"Fine." Cas shook his hand.

Sam's relief was strangely contagious, until Cas stepped into the bedroom and realized a fatal flaw in the mental blueprint in his mind.

So many strings of lights, so few electrical outlets.

One last trip to the hardware store, and three solid hours of hooking things together and hoping not to blow a fuse, Cas stepped back and beheld his creation, the room awash in rainbows.

At least no-one could claim it wasn't colorful.

Cas took a long shower. He put on pjs and kicked up his feet with reading material to hand. He brought out a plusher blanket when he got a bit chilled and made himself a nest. He even managed to find the Enochian parable of the goddess with two roosters intriguing instead of merely raunchy.

He startled from concentration to find Dean standing at the end of the bed they now shared.

"Dude," Dean said, awestruck eyes darting everywhere. "Dude."

He grabbed Cas by the wrists and practically lifted him into a hug. Cas could feel Dean's smile tucked at his throat.

Cas hugged him back, and then pulled away just a little.

The absolute joy on Dean's face eased from childlike glee to something deeper, more intense and still as he searched Cas's expression.

"Merry Christmas, Dean," Cas said quietly, desire sparking up his spine, threading itself into his blood.

He barely had time to take a breath before Dean was kissing him.

The mid-century metal bedframe wasn't going to survive the encounter, that much was clear fairly early on. They flopped the mattress onto the floor to remain there for the evening, blankets askew, clothing utterly discarded.

"So, do you like your present?" Cas asked in a sinless voice, because he was betting it would make Dean snort.

Dean threw a hand over his face and shook with silent laughter. "I could've guessed for a thousand years before I would've guessed you'd fill our room with a zillion strings of Christmas lights." He grinned and spread his hand over Cas's stomach. "Even at Christmastime."

"I'm not sure I truly understand the appeal," Cas confessed. He turned on his side and tucked a hand under his chin. "But you obviously like them much more than white lights."

"They're…" Dean trailed his fingertips along the inside of Cas's arm. "White lights are fine, I got 'em all over the place out there. It's just… The colors make me feel something else. I don't know. I think they feel like whatever Christmas is supposed to feel like." His smile went rueful. "Does it have to be any deeper than that?"

"No." Cas pressed a kiss to his shoulder.

They rested for a few minutes.

"It's your first Christmas since… Since," Dean said.

"Since you saved me, you mean?" Cas stroked his thumb down the line of Dean's breastbone, marveled at the heat coming off of his skin.

Dean nodded, vulnerable beneath his eyes.

Cas pressed delicate kisses there. "It's actually my first Christmas ever, you know. With a family."

"Shit," Dean said, expression sorrowful. "I didn't--"

"You've done nothing wrong." Cas kissed his cheek. "It's been beautiful."

"Good." Dean was silent again for another long minute. "You really did do a great job in here," he murmured. "Look at all of them. Every which way." He was gazing up at the ceiling, mesmerized by Cas's haphazard configuration of strings, the spiraling jumbles and the occasional perfectly timed twinklings. "We should keep them up even after the holiday's done."

He looked over at Cas and the speed with which his eyes darkened shot adrenaline back into Cas's veins.

"You're dappled all over," Dean said, voice loving and low, "with such rich, royal colors."

His fingers tangled with Cas's and he tugged until Cas capitulated, moved to lie between his legs again.

Cas grazed his teeth along Dean's neck, felt Dean's fingertips tighten on his hips and lower back.

Dean put his warm, wet mouth at Cas's ear. "You fucked me open so well," he said in a whisper dripping with delight. "Wouldn't you like to do it again?"

Beneath a snowstorm of color, Cas captured Dean's mouth with his own in agreement and began to further prove his own adoration.

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