#pheonix is his name? it's not like. a title

[rabbitindisguise]

#his name is literally phoenix what did y'all expect???? #beyond that tho hes like an adult alexander #of 'alexander and the terrible horrible no good very bad day' fame #if alexander's no good day was. every day. and contained a loooooooooot more fully normalized traumatic events he never gets therapy for #and also if he decided to become a lawyer for gay reasons #also phoenix wright has been tazed in what im 98% sure was a precinct evidence locker. didnt even go to the hospital #and his employee apollo later survives a court room bombing #and his friend larry butz has survived so many heartbreaks. and giving so many witness/suspect testimonies about so many murders #bless up for that straight straight man #oh and his timeskip stint as a disbarred single dad in a situationship with a serial killer #while his longterm soulmate is girlbossing– manbossing? his way thru the crime scenes of europe #with a servicetop wolfman and newly acquired daughter in the form of a high profile teenage thief #full d!sney channel original movie character. kay'd be played by 2000s hillary duff i just know it (@harpieisthecarpie)

*blinks* I think I learned something I had never heard before with every tag

"he would not fucking say that" but about injuries. he would not fucking recover that quickly. those scars would not fucking heal like that. he would not be fucking able bodied after that. he would not be fully lucid after that.

[kozzdraw]

Omg i don’t know if you already have an idea for what to do.. but if you don’t yet could you make Dabi a winged dragon like creature for Dekus creature chronicles? your art is so amazing and i’ve always loved the dragon dabi aus and i’m curious to see your take on it. if not that’s totally okay i’m sure i’ll love it no matter what you think of since i’ve loved everything so far the details are so amazing 🥹💕

This is very sweet- I am afraid I'm not in the fandom to be familiar with AUs, but dragons are always a favorite pick amongst reimaginings. There happens to be only one true dragon in this particular story... but I can show you the Todoroki's now that I have them finished- (I plotted them as a unit)

You can learn a little more of the myths under the cut if you like :)

part 9! Nav: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9

tidbits under cut

Dabi was the lynchpin design-and his family was built around him! They are all creatures of reincarnation, but with various meanings.

Canon Touya threw around some choice words about being reborn as Dabi. The way he seems mentally stuck to his childhood felt like a Phoenix who can't (or perhaps won't) allow himself to grow beyond a certain point, doomed to repeat his self-destruction. Like the other AU villains though - he's a little more morally grey in this story.

Firebird (Slavic) are often harbingers of either good fortune, doom- or unattainable goals in their tales. If that doesn't sound like Endeavor I'm not sure what does. They differ from phoenix in which they are 'always on fire', but they don't self immolate - they're just 'built like that'.

Tsurara onna (icicle woman) are created from the loneliness of single men during the winter time. When a man gazes longingly at a strong, beautiful icicle, they may appear. They disappear in the summer, and may reappear in winter. The love stories invariably end in tragedy. Considering Rei's dynamic to Enji, it felt fitting.

A Snegurochka (Russian- Snow Maiden) the fairytales often echo tsurara onna, of maiden that melts due to "shenanigans" (not always tied to love stories). 

Simurgh (Persian) is more of a reach - you can really dive into their different lore and variations, but they are similar to phoenix in which they also immolate to reincarnate after a very long time. They have connections to both fire and water.

There's no myth creature equivalent of both fire and ice. Yet in canon, Shoto is the only one who doesn't provide himself a hero title. His name is his identity. So- he's the only "undefined" creature. There's a number of myths you could read him as if you wanted (he doesn't care).

... Dabi's pheonix fire also plays into forming the character Juzo (Not that anyone asked- this is reaaaaaaaallly reaching into the semantics on the yliaster, or prima materia that forms the philosophers stone- which mentions pheonix fire purification as a metaphor... ah don't worry about it).

Gashadokuro's are the scariest creature I could think of for a nomu.

[askparadise]

Phantom of the Paradise book character facts in order. I read it so you don’t have to…

CHAPTER 1 —

(Spoiler warnings).

1. Winslow’s teacher (Carmine Abrano) was a drunk. He was decapitated by a train while drunk. (The month was February according to chapter 6)

2. Winslow feels emotionally responsible for his death (because they had a difference of opinion in musical taste).

3. Winslow’s full cantata is 4 hours.

4. Winslow can learn a style of music in just 6 weeks.

5. Winslow doesn’t like bebop.

6. Winslow had bad grades and didn’t care for romance while at school.

7. Winslow doesn’t like nature and is quite possibly allergic to everything that’s not music.

8. Swan has a full name (Alan D. Swan).

9. At best Winslow ‘almost likes’ *some* of the music Swan produces.

10. Winslow was born in and lived in Dunphy, Maine

11. Winslow travels from Brattleboro (Vermont?) to New York to find Swan.)

12. One of Winslow’s nicknames was ‘Winnie’

13. Winslow sold all his things and ran away from home in order to start his music career.

14. Winslow’s father was a WWII veteran who sent time in Okinawa Japan.

15. Winslow has a younger sister.

16. Winslow’s mum’s name is Joan. She confirms Winslow has fallen into depression before, and thinks of her son is a ‘goonybird’.

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CHAPTER 2 -

PODP book character facts in order.

(Spoiler warning.)

16. Winslow’s ‘Faust’ is not a direct translation of the famous opera. In Winslow’s opera Faust is American and renamed as ‘Foster’.

17. Winslow stays at the Allyn, a hotel popular with musicians when he first arrives in New York.

18. Winslow is described as having a Maine accent (so I might have been wrong about the Vermont thing?)

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CHAPTER 3 -

PODP book character facts in order.

(Spoiler warning.)

19. Philbin’s first name is Arnold

20. One of the Juicy Fruit’s is named Frejus.

21. Swan favours the Juicy Fruits because they are ‘good on tour’ and ‘tough’. He admits they can’t write decent songs themselves but they can handle the pace of intense show business.

22. Winslow has blue eyes (in the book)

23. Winslow is from Maine. His ancestors were farmers.

24. Swan spends most of his time in LA, but the story takes place in New York.

25. Phoenix’s real name is Ellan Rado. ‘Phoenix’ is her stage name.

26. In the film, Winslows first played song is titled ‘Faust’. In the book it is titled ‘Foster’s Lament’. This is to match Winslow’s personal reimagining of Faust, which his cantata is based on.

27. Winslow lies to Pheonix, telling her he is 20.

28. Winslow’s opera contains themes of “incest, along with rape, madness and other intense human behaviour.”

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CHAPTER 4 -

PODP book character facts in order.

(Spoiler warning.)

29. Winslow’s opera would take up 3 LPs in its entirety (NOTE: A 12-inch LP (long-playing) vinyl record typically holds around 22 minutes of audio per side at standard playback speed (33 1/3 revolutions per minute). So, a full LP can hold approximately 44 minutes of audio in total.)

30. Every doubt or mistreatment erupts within Winslow mentally when he looses his temper.

31. Winslow was bullied by a boy named Alec Smith as a kid. He poured syrup in his electric piano.

32. Winslow has a perfect ‘idetic memory’. Aka photographic memory.

33. Pheonix stole $150 from Winslow’s pocket (most likely for drugs).

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CHAPTER 5 -

PODP book character facts in order.

(Spoiler warning.)

34. At this point in the story Winslow is wearing thermal underwear. Heavy navy blue suit pants, black sneakers, a large black cape (he bought for himself) and a leather cap.

35. ‘Swanage’ (Swan’s estate) is located just off the Hudson River and takes up the space of a large city block in a fine residential area. It is enclosed by eight foot stone walls.

36. Swan’s estate houses multiple recording studios, offices, guard’s quarters, gardens, pools and is impossibly gothic with its many towers.

37. Winslow’s opera is named ‘Foster’ (instead of ‘Faust’).

38.

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CHAPTER 6 -

PODP book character facts in order.

(Spoiler warning.)

34. ‘Several songs’ of Winslow’s opera are produced Swan’s way.

35. Swan recognises Winslow’s music as good but flawed and with no market.

36. One of the songs reached number 3 on the charts.

37. The name of the Prison Winslow is at in the book is ‘Ossining prison’ (which is a real prison with a real history. In the film it is ‘Sing Sing’ which is a nickname for the same prison)

38. It is explicitly stated that Winslow was not raped in prison. ‘Though he had not been raped, there had been a series of violent incidents revealing and developing that violent aspect of Winslow.’

39. Winslow has a mangled memory of events over the last ‘two months’ (the period of time between his arriving in NY and being imprisoned.) ‘He had only a vague sense that he was a young musician from Dunphy, Maine, who had been stiddenly and violently fucked over by a very dangerous man for no particularly good reason.’

40. Winslow worked in the kitchen of the state prison.

41. Winslow put all of his spare time (presumably because he couldn’t play music) into working out, to better defend himself.

42. Winslow made a point to behave well while in Prison (to better his chances at getting out).

43. While in prison Winslow saw a ‘guidance person’ biweekly, for ten minute sessions, who advised he work in retail sails. This ‘guidence person’ also… ‘ simply could not believe any of Winslow's story, and had even convinced Winslow that he had a very dangerous talent for hallucination . . . the runaway tongue of a pathological liar. ‘

44. It wasn’t until Winslow heard his music again on the radio that be believed his own story once more.

45. Winslow escaped after 4 months.

46. Winslow’s cell mate was named Charles Otis. The cel mate in the next cel over (who owned the transistor radio Winslow overheard) was named Tallaferro.

47. Winslow had the bottom bunk in jail.

48. Charles Otis story was… he was a ‘professor who had poisoned his wife and had disposed of the bottle in a corner trash can, where it had been found the next day.’

49. Otis helped Winslow escape on Winslow’s request. Winslow asked for Charles to… ‘put him in one of the outgoing cartons from the license plate department’. Otis went the extra mile to also secure Winslow ‘a hammer and crowbar with which Winslow could smash his way out of the truck; and seventy dollars too.’

50. The truck got Winslow 30 miles out of jail. When he escaped the truck he fled to the woods of upstate New York ‘which were very like the woods of Maine’. (Note. They would be nothing like the woods if Maine. even in th 1970s, you're in the north north suburbs of New York City, so it's not that rural. even in the woods, you're not far from people.)

51. Winslow escaped in August (it was a hot day).

52. Winslow walks 18 miles in the woods and arrives at Croton where he took a bus to New York.

53. At some point in the next week Winslow robs a clothing store on the upper west side, accumulating close to $1000

54. Winslow spent time at 42nd street Library learning to make explosives. He ultimately purchases twenty guaranteed sticks of dynamite for $200 from ‘black revolutionists’ in the East Village ‘who needed capital for their cocaine business’

55. Winslow learns all about breaking and entering and sneaking around unnoticed while in jail.

56. Winslow breaks in to the record factory at 4am

57. In the book there is no crush injury from the record press to Winslow’s face — it is exclusively a burn which is described as being applied by a ‘hot steel plate’ then the burn is splashed with hot vinyl. This blinds Winslow’s left side (the opposite side as in the film).

58. Winslow is shot through his thigh before he leaves the record factory.

59. Winslow can apparently vault an 8 foot wall with 1 functional eye.

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CHAPTER 7 -

PODP book character facts in order.

(Spoiler warning.)

34. Swan had a fatalist belief system.

35. The Paradise is set to take place x2 weeks after Winslow’s death.

36. Winslow accumulates a cult following in underground circles for his work ‘post mortum’

(If people show interest in this I will continue it through to the end of the book)

[jewelsli]

Wizarding Wayne Wands

HEY!!!! So basically the title here are the wands(and basic info) for the Wizarding Wayne au (minus Constantine because I haven’t figured out what to do for him yet)

Bruce: Ravenclaw, his wand is made of Hornbeam, has a pheonix feather core, is 14 1/2 inches long, and supple. Haven’t figured out if I want his animagus form (and patronus) to be a micro bat or a mega bat but as of right now it’s the Golden-crowned Flying Fox.

Damian: Hufflepuff (100%). He has a wand made of Chestnut with a unicorn hair wand, his wand is 14 inches long and fairly bendy. His animagus form (and also patronus) is a Margay(it’s a really cool type of cat).

Alfred: Nobody knows what house he was in and he won’t tell them, but was definitely a prefect. His wand is 16 inches and made of cedar with a pheonix core, reasonably supple flexibility. His animagus and patronus is a polar bear.

Jason: Jason ends up being sorted into Gryffindor (when he is sorted into the extended years program, idk what to call it but it’s actually not to rare). His wand is 15 inches, whippy, and made of Ebony and Dragon heartstring. Either a coyote or a Red wolf animagus/patronus

Other: I have wands picked out for some characters that aren’t currently going to be magical because I got sidetracked…. And yet I still haven’t found wands for Kathrine and Constantine (but C is in Gryfindoor and K is in Slytherin). Anyway Tim is from the Drake family, and they once had magical blood (they were a prestigious pureblood family) but then they had several generations of squibs and the knowledge of magic faded from the family (Tim’s magical lineage could theoretically allow him to gain actual magical abilities if exposed to enough of it) (which he could be). Oh also Dick’s family had some minor magical traditions (little things that just seem like habits/rituals like tossing a penny but they actually work). Honestly the whole Batfam is exposed to enough magic that they might all eventually end up being able to use it :|. By that logic most heroes also could theoretically learn magic but without actually fostering it, it will fade over time (and would be unlikely to discover anyway). Cass may have a natural talent for mind reading (forgot the name) too :).

And uhhh- yep- that’s it! I have considered making Oliver Queen (Green arrow) a magic user as well because it would keep the whole childhood-friends that went to school together but we’ll see :D

[the-lesbian-of-too-many-fandoms]

part two of my sad ass ieytd fic

Pheonixes first thought when waking up were 

Ugh! Todays cancelled, Five more minutes

wich was promptly followed by 

Ow, just, ow

Then, finally:

fuck. oh shit OH FUCK IM STILL ALIVE!? AGAIN?! 

God I really need to stop waking up like this…

This was the point they realized that the predicament they were in, well it was bad to say the least. They were trapped, bleeding out under who knows how much rubble of the unstable wreckage of a building probably still on fire from a massive explosion of a nuke, one which definitely should have killed them when the 32 storey death drop in a steal trap didn’t. 

They checked their earpiece, and sent out a mental signal

[Crain…] they started, begging that their mental link to him was still working. 

[please If you can hear me, I-I need you, bad. I’m alive. I’m still down here and I can’t see a world were I get out of here by myself. please give me a sign your getting this I… I don’t…]

They waited for a response, a sign, anything that would point to his signal being received…

A terrible silence was all that followed.

[Please, reg, I.. I don’t wanna die all alone, not like this.]

oh god please not like this

No answer, not even a sound.

They were on their own.

Reginald pov

it had been two days since the peace summit, two days without hearing from his agent, and it felt wrong. Usually he would wake up, check in on Phoenix, who would almost always keep him occupied with stupid stories and questions for hours, and if not that, he was going to a meeting to discuss strategy and next steps, always eager to figure out phoenixes next assignment. he always looked forward to their missions together, and always felt responsible when something went wrong.

when Phoenix was assigned the mission to destroy the death engine, well let’s just say he wasn’t exactly looking forward to it. 

He knew, even with the escape pod detaching from the station before it detonated, and the training and the countless backup plans that would ensure Phoenix made it back definitely not unscathed but at the very least alive, he knew that their was a high chance that that would be their last mission together, and of course Phoenix knew this to, and stupidly, bravely, but mostly stubbornly, threw themselves headfirst into the mission without a second thought because they knew it needed to be done. 

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On their way to board the death engine, Reginald could feel Phoenix fear through the mental link. It was weak, almost lost under the stronger feeling of determination, which was definitely there as well.

“Agent, I want to say something before you get up there”

A short pause came before phoenixes response

[has the mission changed sir?]  he could hear mentally in his mind, his heart broke when he picked up the hopefulness in the link, they really didn’t want do this, did they?

“No, the plan hasn’t changed, I…”

They were about to do something highly discouraged by the agency, and slightly unprofessional by its standards, but he didn’t care, if this was their last mission, they wanted them to know.

“I think after all this time together, you don’t need to call me sir anymore agent.. “

Another pause, a much longer one..

[okay… but I’m not sure what other title to give you.. I can’t really think of a stand in for sir.. at least not right now, what did you have in mind?]

God am I really going to do this?

Sigh “agent, you know me far better than most, and you don’t even know my name, I think the time for formalities has came and gone. My name is Reginald Craine, and I think you deserve to know that about me before…”

Before what? They die, they part ways? They-

[before I get up there… thank you si.. I mean…]

God this is why isn’t it, this was a huge mistake

[thanks Craine, that.. well let’s just say that saying it means a lot is an understatement.. I’m sorry I can’t return the favour]

Reginald was confused.

“What do you mean?”

A somehow even longer silence came.

[I don’t… I don’t know who I am… I don’t remember my name…  where i came from or, who i was before the agency… the last thing i can remember was waking up from getting my inplant put in and… well… I only know the minimal information thats on my file, agent #146, mute, acceptional on the feild… nothing else.. ]

Reginald was the one silent this time. He was processing this new info about his agent. And the more he realized, his agent knew more about him than basically anyone else in his life, and yet, he knew nothing about them.

“God… I’m so sorry Agent why didn’t you tell the agency?!? I… we could have helped you!”

His agent paused, Choosing his words carefully.

[no ones ever cared enough about me to ask, it never even remotely came up. most other agents don’t speak to their superiors unless they’re spoken to first, and well, they only ever speak to us when they need to, and most of the time, the agent just needs to nod and say “affirmative” and then, poof, their gone again. I’m honestly shocked about your openness to talking to me even when you’re instructing me during missions… you’re the.. never mind]

“I’m what?” He asked concerned feeling the strong wave of uncertainty and hesitation through the link.

[nothing Craine… sir… It’s not remotely important]

“Agent..” He began comfortingly, hoping the link would carry his feelings of guilt and shame over his the agency’s failure to his agent.

“You can’t remember your own name, that’s extremely important. please, you need help, and I will do everything in my power to help you. But I can’t do anything if you don’t talk to me. So drop the “sir” talk and tell me what’s going on.” He practically begged.

One last silence came over them before the agent took in a shaky breath and said

[you are the first one in my life who’s treated me like a person and not an asset and… I… ]

A wave of emotions carried through the link, relief, sadness, but mostly an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

[thank you Craine… for everything]

The agents ship landed at the death engine. They had managed to board the station without rising suspicion, and he was feeling quite proud. All seemed to be going well!

“All right agent now..”  

until they heard a computerized voice on the other end of the ear piece. And a voice saying… brace for impact? And…

“Is that a countdown I’m hearing, but what could…”

Oh no.

“Oh my god, AGENT, ITS FIRING, YOU NEED TO-!”

A deafening explosion reverted through the earth. The ground violently shaking as the building shook. A massive earthquake broke through the earth, all phones were down, the line, silent. The last thing Reginald felt through the mental link, was desperation, and fear. 

They tried to reach their agent through the link. barely retaining their composure.

“Agent… Agent do you copy?”

Silence

Suddenly they felt panic rise, an unexpected wave of desperation washed over them as they called out again, voice breaking.

“Agent come in… Agent do you.. agent please answer… oh god please no… AGENT?!”

They blinked back uninvited tears but still no answer…

They were on their own

[liquid-bonhomme]

Lily can't keep her own "Sympathetic" Villains rule straight: Crimson Ender edition

As a reminder, Lily's rules are the villain has to:

1. Have a point

2. Successfully navigate still being a villain

3. Are written well

*She made up these rules AFTER Ant and Crim responded.

Here's Lily's response to Crim's list:

*I'll be indicating I haven't seen/read/etc a thing with N/A. This isn't going to be a totally valid review of course, since I haven't seen everything Crim has. Lily will be docked points for not having seen something if they still fit her rules. To balance it out I will give her points for being accidentally right, or Crim having named a villain who wouldn't fit Lily's criteria, even if Lily wouldn't know that. This is to take the piss, not really serious criticism.

1. N/A

2. As was pointed out on Ant's stream, V is way more morally questionable in the comic. Since Crim indicated he hasn't read the comic (we shall forgive Crim for his sins, for now), we'll go with movie V. A story can have more than one villian, Lily. -1 bullet-proof idea

3. "The Japanese justice system is broken," is a point. Even if Light's solution is bad. -1 potato chip

4. Carry on my wayward son still slaps. And Crowley was introduced in the good seasons. -1 Misha

5. Never played FF7. -1 wing

6. JESUS CHRIST LILY. -1 sick motorcycle slide.

7. OH MY GOD THAT'S HOT TOPIC HEISENBERG'S NAME!? That's like a noise you'd make while sneezing and wonder if you've never seen a doctor. I still can't remember what his deal is, so I'll give it to her. +1 Heart

UPDATE: Xehanort follows Lily's rules. -1 Heart

8. How is Zuko being abused a reason for him but not for Azula? Her father's approval. She's been conditioned her whole life to get it at all costs. -1 Pheonix king

9. Not the protagonist. -1 both ways.

10. He fucking burns the magic flowers and gets his girlfriend killed. -1 auntie

11. N/A

12. N/A

13. N/A

14. Nope. Read a comic. -1 fucking death kiss Lily

15. Gollum doesn't fit Lily's criteria, though he is a sympathetic villain. Fuck you very much for that cute little jab. Can't help yourself, can you Lily? +1 Lily being vile.

16. He's not letting her die in peace Lily and his grief is hurting everyone around him. -1 Nora

17. You heard him. Read a book Lily. -1 paradise

18. N/a

19. THE GREEK GOD LILY. -1 Pomegranate seed

20. I don't remember which Eric this is supposed to be. Crim if you see this comment and I'll update. For now N/A

Update: Phantom. Follows Lily's rules. -1 Poorly aged stereotype.

21. Queer and doesn't watch AHS. -1 pride

22. Don't know which Johnny this is. Again, Crim, comment if you see this. N/A

Update: Johnny the homicidal maniac. Doesn't follow Lily's rules. +1 animal nailed to the wall

23. YOU HAVEN'T SEEN DWP EITHER? -1 Lily hates the gays

24. Lily's arguing with a fictional character's anger management problems. -1 Joanna

25. Misogyny. Cheating. Sister who betrays her own kin. This should be familiar ground for you Lily. -1 ice

26. N/a

27. N/a

28. No surprise there honestly. -1 Eclipse

29. Manger la merde. -1 Day Moooooore

30. Again, doesn't really fit Lily's criteria, but Starscream is sympathetic. -1 Megatron WHICH MAKES ME THE LEADER OF THE DECEPTICONS!!

31. --->"BROTHERHOOD OF EVIL MUNTANTS"<--- Also She's infamously comics most hot mess mom. READ A COMIC. -1 "She's Nightcrawler's mother, AND MY MOTHER TOO!!"

32. Doesn't fit Lily's criteria, isn't really sympathetic . . . But is a loveable idiot. I wouldn't blame someone for considering him sympathetic. +1 bacon in the soap

33. Depends on the version. I'd agree with Lily the doctor is the villain in the original novel. That doesn't justify Lily unjustifiably Crim meant the original novel just to make that snide remark. I bet my ass she can't tell you what the actual title of Mary Shelley's book is. Most people would assume the 1931 film, where The Monster both is a sympathetic antagonist, and fit's Lily's criteria. I'll give Lily a half point. +0.5 dead women

34. I don't feel confident enough in my homestuck lore knowledge to comment. Haven't read it, but have learned an unreasonable amount through cultural osmosis. N/a

35. N/A

36. The book is better. -1 Gravity

37. Codependency issues are your bread and butter, I wouldn't be making that argument if I were you. -1 Cat

38. N/a

39. N/a

40. I don't remember if these characters have a reason for fucking about as they do, but they are sympathetic(ish). There's no way Lily has seen anything other than the dic dub though so she's more lucky than right.+1 Magical Girl transformation

41. Again, sympathetic, doesn't fit Lily's criteria. +1 cockadoodie car

42. N/a (I've been meaning to watch this though.)

43. Once more, sympathetic, doesn't follow Lily's bullshit rules. +1 jar of dirt

44. Yes. -1 Elf Callum

45. Not sure which Kagura this is, but if it's either of the two I'm thinking of, N/A

Update: Kagura from Inuyasha. Follows Lily's rules. -1 Sit

46. I'm guessing Crim didn't mean the Omega Man one. N/a

Update: Gargoyles. Follows Lily's rules. -1 Goliath

47. OH MY GOD LILY FOR FUCKS SAKE YOU CAN'T WATCH THE FUCKING NOLAN FILMS AND ASSUME THAT'S SUFFICIENT TO MAKE YOU AN EXPERT ON ALL OF BATMAN. -1 READ👏 A👏 FUCKING👏 COMIC👏

48. Sympathetic, doesn't fit Lily's criteria. +1 fat panda

49. Lily gets another point on a technicality. +1 dream of electric sheep.

50. Again, not a surprise. -1 Pizza Hut

LILY'S SCORE: 29.5/50

59% - C-

Got 29 wrong.

Got 8.5 right.

Taking away the ones I didn't know: 7.5/33

22% - F

Removing the points Lily lost/gained for things she hasn't seen:

19.5/33

59% - C-

Removing the ones we both haven't seen:

8.5/38

22% - F

[arkytior-lungbarrow]

To celebrate the beginning of NaNoWriMo, I've decided to post a little bit about my Gallifrey WIPs.

Novels/Novellas

[R/N] Ascension Series: 1 - Heartsbound (Takes place between EL and TW1) - Coordinator Romana and Deputy Coordinator Narvin go deep undercover to dig up information about the manufacturing of illegal temporal weapons that have started to appear on the black market. Their mission: Find and extract the information from the target during an exclusive four-day event for the fabulously rich aboard a famous recreational starliner, without exposing themselves as CIA or Time Lords. Four days of sneaking around on a party cruise for the powerful and wealthy elite. What could possibly go wrong? 1.5 - Warbound - It's the middle of the Time War. Narvin is leading a Resistance mission to help the Time Lords take control of a Dalek-occupied planet when a small Phiadon ship crash-lands in the middle of a no man's land between the Daleks and Time Lords. There is one Phiadon survivor, but they are fatally injured. Narvin must make a difficult decision: Let one of the last remaining Phiadons die or order one of his soldiers to hand over their life (and body) to save a dying alien. Time is running out, and Narvin must choose: Life or Death. 2 - Soulbound (near the end of the Time War) - Narvin has devised a last-ditch plan to save Romana, but in doing so, he'll risk everything. If he succeeds, Romana will be free, but if he fails, neither will make it off Gallifrey alive. It's a risk he's prepared to take to be with Romana once more. 3 - Lifebound (post-DotD) - The war is over. Now, the survivors must pick up the pieces and rebuild what they can. The first item on the agenda: Find a new home. That may not be as easy as it sounds…

*This series was conceptualized before I had listened to the War Room audios. As such, I consider this as a post-TW4 divergent AU universe. That said, since this series is still being written, there could be small bits of WR info (e.g., Narvin's House name and family, names of planets and battles, etc.) that might make its way into one or two of these books.

[R/N, OT4] Project GP (Gallifreyan Pheonix) - What would have happened if Narvin had entirely accepted Mantus' offer and stayed in the Zero Booth during Romana's assassination attempt and subsequent exile? How different would the war have been with Narvin as Rassilon's Tactician General? These books will explore the war that could have been. Book one will focus on various facets of Narvin's Time War. Book two will revolve around the aftermath of the war and the survivors who lived through it. [final title not decided upon yet; previously considered titles: Starlight Falls, Dust To Dust; at least two books planned, still in the outlining phase]

*This is a massive project that will take quite a while to write out. At the moment, the bare-bones outline of the two books combined is around 40k words, to give an idea of the size and scope of this project. I can easily see this project reaching half a mil or more words before it's finally finished.

Novelettes/One-shots

[N&E, R/N] This Bloody War of Ours - Eris offers support to Narvin returning from Gallifrey after a disastrously failed unsanctioned mission. A hidden secret gives Narvin and the Resistance hope…and a possible way to end the war for good. The catch? Someone must return to Gallifrey on what's most likely to be a suicide mission. Eris must decide if the sacrifice of a certain life is worth the end of the bloodiest war the universe has ever seen…and whether he can live with the consequences of that decision. [Takes place directly after the events on Gallifrey during Transference; separated N/E bonus chapter]

[N] Desolation - After a mission goes horribly wrong, Narvin wakes up alone on an unfamiliar planet, all his memories of the previous mission erased. Using his old CIA field agent training and a handful of memories with Leela, he's forced to endure a harsh, desolate world bent on killing him. He must use everything he knows to survive and find a way off the planet…and back to the Resistance.

[fN/R/L, fN/B, fN&E] Rectification - While Narvin is away on a routine mission for Eris, a foreign Tardis lands in a storage bay on the Resistance command ship. Leela, Romana, and Eris go to investigate. Who is the pilot of this strange Tardis…and which side of the war are they on? [Takes place in an AU near the end of the war, where Narvin had found a way to save Romana and Leela, bringing them back to the Resistance. Possibly open-ended for R/L/N sequel?]

[the-exhausted-xexandaler]

I look at the young woman while she stares up at me. I estimate she must be in her early twenties based on how I’ve seen humans in the past age. She doesn’t seem to be fearful… is that admiration in her eyes?

As I consider the woman, she begins to speak. ‘Oh great lord of the mountains! I have come as sacrifice for the bounties you have given us and our lands! Devour me as you please!’

… maybe less admiration and more worshiping? Also… ‘Great Lord of the Mountains’? Isn’t that the title of the behemoth I bartered with for this cavern for a few centuries ago? I look closer at the girl who’s breath seems to have become ragged.

‘My dear child, are you ill? You seem to have labored breath. I can whip up a good stew for you be-‘

‘Oh heavens! My Lord plans to boil me in a broth! What a joyous day!’ She exclaims, interrupting my offer to feed and send her home. ‘Might I recommend some of the garlic we have offered you last month My Lord? It’s excellent as a seasoning.’

I reel back at the zeel this girl has for being devoured. I feel like something is being lost in translation… ‘Erm… I believe there is a misunderstanding between us, but before I explain my choices, I must ask… why are you so keen to be consumed? Is life not a precious thing for humans? And further more are you not still in the prime of your youth? Surely a beautiful 20-something old woman like yourself must have many suitors after her hand in marriage.’ I inquire.

She blushes intensely. ‘O-oh dear… My Lord sees me as beautiful? Is it possible that you don’t want to devour my bones, but make me bear your lineage?!? Oh what a joyous day!!’ She shrieks.

I’m starting to think this woman ‘doesn’t have all her screws tightened’ I believe is the phrase humans used last decade. Or was it ‘screws loose’? What are screws anyways? I’ve heard of them but never seen such a phenomenon.

As I’m considering this dilemma, the maiden begins undressing. ‘Surely My Lord would prefer to see the body of his ‘prey’ before he begins to ‘devour’ this morsel yes~?’ Sleek silver hair and a rosy complexion. Funny… she almost looks like the saintess I raised when I was younger. But that was many centuries ago, so she shouldn’t be alive still. Unless she made a deal with the Demon Lord (my other daughter) which I find hard to believe given how those two girls bickered over everything. I may have raised them a bit to reliant on me with how they would fight about who would become my ‘bride’. Ah the memories.

‘May I ask you some questions my dear?’

‘Certainly! What do you want to know? My blood type? My three sizes? My favorite position to be defiled in~?’ What nonsense is she on about now? I was only meaning to ask about her lineage, but she seems to run at her own rhythm. ‘Oh!’ She starts. ‘But I suppose I should correct you on one thing My Lord. I am not in my twenties.’

Interesting. I had no idea that cosmetics have come so far in these last few centuries. I really must andromorph more often to visit the towns. Perhaps it’ll be a bit of a nice change of pace. Still, fo cosmetics to make someone older look like they are in the prime of their youth, that is impressive.

As my attention is focused on planning an outing, the woman drops a rather large pheonix egg right into my lap. ‘I’ll have you know that this next year I will be turning 15~ so we’ll have plenty of time to make an heir for you My Lord~’

‘15!! Heavens what has happened to humanity to allow them to grow so quickly. Why when my daughters were your age they were such petite and sweet creatures. But… what has happened?’ I am in shock that such a… I believe that people back a few years ago would call her ‘healthy’ girl could still be in her teens. Is it the magic I’ve been loosing as I slept? Something in the water? Would that explain why she is being so rediculous?

‘My Lo-‘

‘And another thing. Please enough with the ‘My Lord’ exclamation. My name has been for eons and forever shall be Jetrien, so please call me that. Now, explain in order. First, what has happened to allow humans to grow so fast? Second, why does your colony send me offerings every time the moon is full? Third, what is wrong with your head that you are alright with being devoured in both a culinary and carnal way. And forth and finally…’ I take a deep inhale to make it clear as possible that this is the most important question of them all. ‘Why do you look so similar to Lauren the Saintess?’

The girl seems stunned. Did I maybe give her to many things to consider? Maybe I should’ve given her these questions as time went on? Look at her. She’s shivering in confusion. Hmmm… maybe she is the descendant of Lauren. The dear used to do that every time I scolded her.

‘Y-you’re name…’ she stutters out after a minute of quivering.

‘Is there something wrong wit-‘

‘THE NAME OF OUR GOD IS SPOKEN!!!’ She shrieks out loudly.

Gods above even my ears are ringing. I ever realized this until now, but this cavern holds quite the echo. Maybe that deal with the behemoth was to good to be true after all.

‘First! Yes growth! It’s believed that the hormones introduced to make animals and plants grow faster over the past few years have been making humans grow faster as well. My sister is 12 but she looks like she’s already ready to enroll in university Lord Jetrien.’

So that answers that. But hang on… hormones? What are those? I suppose they might be a spell to increase harvest yields, but spells like those wear off after the harvest season.

‘Second!’ She exclaims while I’m mulling over the details of these ‘hormones’. ‘We have been bringing you only our freshest of produce as tribute in thanks to the bountiful blessings you have given us Lord Jetrien. From the waters that flow from these mountains to the flourishing fields and safe environment that would allow all species to prosper.’

Oh so they are embursing me for services? I mean I guess my magic had been keeping predators out of the humans civilization, but she said ‘all life to prosper’ which means that it might not just be humans living there. Interesting since last I recalled humans in particular were a rather proud species that saw everything else as ‘beneath them’.

‘Third! I’ve been training for years for this day! After I found out that they were planning to give a pure, beautiful and intelligent female sacrifice for our god once they found the perfect offering, I learned everything I could from ancient languages, sciences, agriculture and animal husbandry to more modern inventions like computer literacy, modern literature and even some more sensual topics~’ She said that final part while shivering again.

Do I really look like I’m wanting some loud kids interrupting my quiet time? I can hardly handle this one. Also what is this ‘computer’ she’s talking about. Is it yet another language?

‘And as for your final question Lord Jetrien…’ She herself took a deep breath as if to copy how important my question was. Very cheeky. ‘I don’t have an answer for that. I know that genetics play a large roll in the appearance of a child as a hereditary standard, but if I recall from my studies the lady saintess never wed or birthed children.’

‘Oh?’ I ask. This girl actually is quite a wealth of information. Though… ‘So my first dear daughter never found a mate for herself? How upsetting.’ It’s not that I wanted her to find a handsome man to have many children with, but she was always eager to have children. She even would ask me to marry her when she was older. Of course I would be there to officiate her wedding. Come to think of it… ‘Wait? Then what about Seriana? I believe your records may refer to her as a ‘Demon Lord’, but she was the one I saw as my second daughter. Tell me that she found someone to cherish and love for eternity.’

The girl’s body jerked at my intensity but calmed down slightly. ‘Y-you raised both the Saintess of Purity and the Greatest Demon Lord in history? You truly are a god not that it was ever in question!’ She exclaimed. So much for calming down…

‘Would you calm down and answer my questions please? I must know what happened to my children ever since I let them be the adults they were.’

‘Ahem… yes Lord Jetriel. Sadly it is said that the Demon Lord Seriana never had any children herself. When questioned by both of their nations nobels over why they would let their lineage die, they oddly both had this to say…’

‘The only one allowed to be with me is the greatest of all beings. Our god and lord who raised me and that terrible woman.’

‘… as both of them claimed that they wouldn’t marry or birth the child of any other man or beast, the died with none but their friends and allies. Peacefully in both of their slumbers is what the records say, but that’s up for debate. Heads of the nations and all that.’ The girl shrugged. I do understand how mortals be with their desires for power.

I lowered my head into my hands and prayed to the goddess for my children. It may have been centuries since I last saw them, but they were still as precious and loved as my own flesh and blood. Forgive your father for abandoning you both.

‘I see.’ I finally say after a while of trying to calm my nerves. ‘It seems that the world has changed quite a bit since I last left this cavern. Perhaps it’s time for me to stretch the old wings and see the world as it is now?’ I’ve always been fond of exploring new places even when I was acting as those girls father. Is the Sacred Tree of the Elven Race still standing proud? The Dwarven Nation might have finally collapsed from their over reliance on the bounty beneath the soil. Who knows what new races may have come into being or what new dragons are born now. Well… one here might know.

I glare at the girl intently and yet again she flusters. ‘L-Lord Jetrien! Do yoh mean to leave your sacred perch atop this holy mountain?!?’ She shrieked.

I hate to say that over the course of this conversation I have grown slightly used to her high energy. ‘Holy ground or not, I seem to have spent to much time in isolation that the world has left these old bones behind. I believe seeing what has changed will be a good chabge of pace for me. However, I know not where is best, so I must ask a few more questions if you will allow me.’

‘Y-yes of course Lord Jetrien! Oh this is heavenly! Our god will bless the world once more with his glorious appearance! Look out world! The father of alk is coming to remind all of his brilliance!!!’

�� Hopefully I can get her to become a bit more lax before I start exploring the world. If this woman has studied everything, than that must include geographical knowledge. Now then…

Where first shall I go?

An old dragon just wants to be left alone, but the new village that just cropped up a few decades ago keep leaving gifts at his doorstep… and now they’ve just left a maiden!

[drpepperinmyeyeballs]

Idea from sleep deprived midnight me-

Copies of the Harry Potter books, but without Harry Potter in the title, and they're all Abt something entirely different, to spite JK Rowling

Sorcerer's Stone- About a ring that belongs to a very famous rapper named The Sorcerer, his signature ring. It goes missing, and when it does it is discovered that the ring is making people like him and believe he is awesome, and he becomes evil trying to get it back

Chamber of Secrets- A rich woman has a giant mansion, but no one, including servants and the such can go in her room, and no one knows why, it turns out to be because she is hiding a serious drug addiction

Prisoner of Azkaban- Azkaban is a wizard who kidnaps a girl, and it follows her journey to Stockholm Syndrome

Goblet of Fire- about an alcoholic and his journey to quitting and putting down whiskey

Order of the Pheonix- I'm thinking like a Japanese Battalion led by a general named "The Pheonix" and it shows how they believed they were fighting for the right cause and follows that, multi pov

Half-Blood Prince- a prince who's mother was a slave who was SA'd by the King, and when the King dies with no heir he fights for his rightful place as ruler against the top advisor

Deathly Hallows- A person who is cursed to be killed by sleep deprivation and their experience slowly experiencing the effects and never being able to sleep until they die

These books have nothing to do with each other, but it would be really funny if they got more popular than the original books

[cloud-monki]

My cool ass dnd characters:

Character #3: Azar Asexei

Class: Ranger

Subclass: Hunter Conclave

Species: Fire Genasi

Alignment: Lawful Neutral/Good

Personality: Laidback, calm and somewhat emotionless. Feels like a stoner, but that like has an actually functioning brain. Honorable and Friendly. Not that smart or strong, but good with a bow and he's just vibing.

Appearance: VERY TALL and has 2 horse legs thanks to his centuar lineage. Has copper brown skin with red eyes and literal red hair that cuts off around his neck with a small red scruffy beard on his chin.

Stats:

Strength: Low

Dexterity: High

Constitution: High

Intelligence: Low

Wisdom: Above Average

Charisma: Medium

Age: 27

Where did you get your powers? The same way any animal does, a need for survival.

Title: The Blaze of the Wild

Gender/Pronouns: Male. He/Them

Sexuality: Straight

Backstory: After his parents found some lost Pheonix eggs and then proceeded to protect and return them, they were blessed by the pheonix mother, a gift towards their next child, which was named Azar. He was raised in his wandering tribe, teaching him not only meditation and survival tactics, but humility, kindness and honor. He was always very chill (not literally, but figuratively), but always put their best in times where it was important. Even though he loves and cares about his family, he always thought that he was not an individually and only part of a bigger whole, so he said his good-byes and now is looking to find who he is.

Roles: Striker and scout

Conclusion: He's also very cool and simple. But he seems like a very fun character to play a fire red ranger that focuses on damaging people from a distance at times with the help of some magic. Also I like how chill he is.

[vancoor]

a fun commission for @ariicelis!

[belowtheharddeck]

when we're ready - b. bradshaw

pairing(s): rooster x reader, maverick x penny summary: after maverick and penny's wedding rooster and reader take a little time to wonder what their own wedding would be like a/n: previously titled weddings

The wedding was beautiful.

Maverick and Penny had elected to keep the wedding small and intimate, (less than 100 guests) with only close friends and family in attendance.

The couple opted for a more traditional and formal ceremony and reception on the beach before everyone changed out of their formal wear and dress uniforms for a less formal celebration at the hard deck.

There had been multiple toasts for the bride and groom followed by a few stories of the bride and groom from the people who had witnessed their love over the years (yourself and rooster had probably shared the most having known the bride and groom for the longest.) There had been many laughs and so far it had been one of the happiest and most fun nights you'd had in a while.

Your boyfriend, Rooster, was currently playing a slow but upbeat song on the piano while penny and maverick danced in the empty space behind him as you observed off to the side. From where you were standing you could see the entire room. You observed Pheonix and hangman with soft smiles on their faces slowly swaying in the corner where they obviously thought no one could see them. Bob and his fiancee were also quietly dancing to the song your boyfriend was playing and Fanboy, Payback, and Coyote were playing a game of pool. Noticing everyone was preoccupied with something you took that moment to slip outside and get some fresh air.

As you stood outside on the back patio of the hard deck your thoughts drifted off to what your own wedding would be like.

Preferably your and rooster's wedding. The two of you had talked about the topic of getting married before, and while you both knew you were it for each other, you also knew it was entirely too soon to get married. You had only been dating for a little over six months and you both had come to the agreement that you wanted to wait a while before you got married and settled down together.

You weren't sure how long you had been standing outside when you heard the familiar pet name. "Honey? What are you doing out here?" turning towards the open door behind you as Rooster made his way to where you were stood against the railing. After leaning in for a quick peck as he wrapped his arm around you, you responded "I just wanted some air" before rooster could respond you were quickly talking again, "Have you ever thought about our wedding?" it came out quieter than you intended but you had said it none the less.

"All the time, Darlin." You'd never admit it but his response had shocked you. "You better not be joking, Bradley" "I'd never joke about that sweetheart, we're not ready right now but one day I'm gonna make you my wife. You're it for me." He briefly paused to flash you a gorgeous grin as you attempted to share more of your own thoughts on the topic. "Roost-" "Ah ah ah, I'm not done, little lady" giggling at his interruption you let him continue, "You're going to be the most gorgeous bride as you walk down the aisle and I can guarantee I'm to cry as soon as I see you. We're gonna be surrounded by all the people who are most important to us and it's gonna be absolutely perfect, I promise you that future Mrs. Bradshaw" You press a soft peck to his lips before you respond with a smile "You've got it all planned out don't you?" "I Sure do" Your boyfriend responds as he wraps you in his arms pulling you for a bruising kiss.

You two kiss for a while before the need for oxygen causes you to pull apart. You rest your foreheads together as you both take a minute to catch your breath before you speak again. "You know you cant call me future Mrs. Bradshaw yet, you haven't proposed lieutenant."

"I will when we're ready" Rooster adds before kissing you once more.

a/n: I'm thinking of continuing this story with Rooster proposing and possibly the wedding if thats something y'all are interested in.

small headcanon for mav's wedding I couldn't work into the story (though I desperately wanted to): At the ceremony and reception, he has two empty chairs, one with a picture of ice on it and one with a picture of carole and goose on it. Because even though he couldn't have his best friends at the wedding he wanted to include them somehow

[the-slytherin-writer-12]

Stryker

Pairing: Hangman x pilot!fem!reader

Writing type: blurb

Warnings: none

A/N: this takes place in the “Sweet Southern Belle” universe. A picture of what Stryker would look like is linked in the title.

Top Gun Masterlist

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Penny had invited the entire squadron over for a BBQ before Maverick had to go on another assignment. The men were tossing a football around in the backyard while the women sat on the porch, nursing drinks of their choice.

Y/N got up from her chair and turned to the other women.

“Well, ladies. I need another drink. Anyone else?”

Both woman either shook her head or said no, so she walked through the back door and into the kitchen. She grabbed a glass from the cabinet and went over to the sink to fill it up, looking out of the window as she did so.

While she was taking a sip of her water, she noticed a cute, black puppy walking down the street. She immediately put down her glass and tan ourside.

“C’mere puppy. Hi! Hello,” she spoke in a high-pitched voice as she walked up to it. The puppy heard her and turned towards her, his tail wagging as he trotted over to her. She crouched down and let him smell her hand before she pet him. “Oh, we’ll aren’t you cuter than a button? Yes you are, yes you are.”

“Now, I would give anything to be talked to like that,” Hangman’s voice rang out from behind her. She picked up the puppy and stood up, wrapping her arms securely around him.

“Maybe if you acted nicer, you would be,” she said, not taking her eyes off the puppy. She ran her fingers through his fur around his neck to see if he had a collar. “Well, no collar. Guess I get to keep you!” She said the last sentence in the same baby voice as earlier. Jake scoffed as he walked up to her, allowing the puppy to sniff his hand before petting him.

“You’re a naval pilot. You can’t keep him,” he said teasingly yet softly. The puppy licked his hand and Jake smiled a boyish smile. He looked into the puppy’s blue eyes and melted. “Well, maybe Penny can watch him while we’re gone.”

Y/N looked up at her boyfriend and grinned widely.

“That’s the best idea you’ve had in a while, Bagman.”

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Of course, Penny said yes to helping out. Maverick somehow got permission to allow him on base when they had briefings and when the squadron start to teach. Y/N decided to name him Stryker, after the military vehicle.

Stryker became a common occurrence around the base, especially in the rec room and in the classrooms. He mainly stayed right next to Y/N, but he could be found around Jake and Pheonix; sometimes Rooster since he would always get in the ground and play with him.

He was now roughly a year old, since the vet placed him at about 4 months when Y/N took him in. The vet said that he was was a German Shepard, Great Dane mix. They had him trained like a K-9 would be and neutered.

Y/N stood in front of her class, pointing to the screen behind her. Stryker laid beside her feet obediently, silently watching. Y/N turned around and Stryker’s ears perked up, seeing someone in the back of the room.

Jake stood in the doorway, arms crossed and leaning against it. When he saw that he had caught Stryker’s attention, he snapped his fingers beside his leg, the motion they had trained Stryker to come to their sides. Stryker, being the obedient dog he is, got up and trotted to Jake’s side.

When Y/N turned around, she was confused when she didn’t see a mass of black fur beside her. But she noticed that mass on the floor in the back, getting belly rubs from her boyfriend. She smiled and shook her head and continued with her lesson.

After she dismissed her session, Jake and Stryker walked up to her.

“Hello, gorgeous,” he said, leaning down to kiss her quickly on the lips. Y/N smiled and wrapped her arms around his torso.

“Hi,” she responded.

Whining could be heard from beside them, and they look down to see Stryker to wagging his tail and his tongue sticking out. Y/N laughed and patter her chest, the signal for him to jump up.

He did as told and jumped onto Y/N, his paws on her shoulder, and started licking her. This caused her to laugh and rake her fingers through his fur.

“Aww c’mon now, Stryke. That’s my girl,” Jake playfully whined. Stryker barked and leaned his head back to look at Jake, somehow.

“Now now, tell your dad that there’s no reason to be jealous,” she said in a baby voice. Jake smiled at the word ‘dad’ and pet Stryker too.

“I like the sound me being a dad, darlin’. What about you?” He asked, smirking. Y/N laughed and looked down at Stryker, who had leaned his head on her shoulder.

“Slow down there, Bagman. We have to get married first,” she said teasingly. Jake just smirked and leaned down, placing a heated kiss on her lips.

“I can make that happen.”

[sodadrabbles]

Hey! I really like your writing and was wondering if you could do a request! If not its totally understandable. Could you do a fic where phill and techno find a pheonix hybrid reader (like with the wings and tail) passed out in the snow? I just think it'd be kinda cool, thanks for considering my request!

Ohoho, phoenixes are my favorite mythical bird to mess with! I hope you enjoy this, I had a lot of fun writing it :]

Paring: c!Philza + c!Technoblade x phoenix!Reader (Platonic!)

Rating: Fluffy with a little mention of death.

Summary: You passed out in the snow- What happens when an old man and an anarchist find you? 1.4k words

Cold. That was probably the most simple way you could describe the situation you were in. But it isn’t a simple cold. It’s a freezing wind that pierces your skin with ice and sends a chill down to your bones. You could feel it deep inside you, like a curse or illness. But it was just the freezing arctic winds. You should have been prepared for this situation, you knew it would happen, yet you let yourself wander this far. 

Snow swirled in your vision as the wind whipped against you, freezing and unrelenting. You shiver again and try to curl your wings closer to your body, but the joints where the fiery appendages meet your back ached. You had been flying for too long, and now you have had your wings stretched even longer. The melting heat that usually poured from the ends of your feathers was starting to feel lukewarm at best, and that told you clearly that time was running out.

The arctic just isn’t the place for a phoenix, as warm as their cores might be, the icy arctic can put them out in an instant. It’s unforgiving, it made you question how anyone could live out here. But you had heard the rumors of the two men that lived far away from the Greater DreamSMP, sheltered away in the far snowy tundra. But in your state of ever-growing drowsiness, you couldn’t recall their names. 

You sigh, a tired and heavy sigh, as you finally let your wings rest. The large limbs droop and you can see, at the very tips of your largest feathers, where your fire burns the hottest, your flame could no longer melt the snow under them. Your time had come, though a few days early. But you showed no fear of the process, one you experienced so many times before, as you let your body slump to its knees, before falling forward into the crunchy snow. 

‘I’ll wake up in a few hours.’ You thought to yourself, feeling the now cold wings pressing into your back. ‘Just a little nap for now.’

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“I just don’t see why I needed to come with you, Techno.” The blonde man huffs, pulling his heavy coat tighter to him. The snow had been picking up fast, the winds howling louder than the pack of wolves Technoblade had adopted. The piglin walking beside him was much less bundled up, the warm blood of his kind seeming enough to keep him warm through the oncoming blizzard.

Techno just snorts in response to his old friend, so unused to the snow, keeping his pace against the freezing wind. He had just been minding his business, brewing some potions when he swore he saw what he could only describe as ‘a column of white-hot fire’ sprout up from distance. It, quite frankly, scared the shit out of him. So, he grabbed Phil and dragged him out to investigate the strange occurrence.

After a few more moments of fighting the harsh weather, the two arrived at where the fire had come from. In its wake lie what was now a puddle, and scorched grass beneath that in the shape of a person. The two men glanced at each other before Techno stepped forward and reached out to touch the grass. Before he could, however, the spot of the grass that was once scorched burst into flames again, ash rising from wherever the fire touched. It swirled in the warm light, moving against the wind to take its shape. Despite how the wind roared the ash moved so calmly and in such a distinct way, forming the silhouette of a person. Of you. 

Once all the ash of your ‘death’ had clumped back into your form, burning red light filled the cracks and sealed the process. You felt your consciousness slip back into place, your memories, your being. You felt the heavy weight of your wings, the light flicking of your birdish tail, and the warm crackle of your fiery feathers.

And then you fell.

You had expected this, and yet as you tensed your muscles in preparation for impact, you found yourself getting caught by two separate pairs of hands. You open your eyes and blink, glancing at the two men now staring bewildered at you. Wait, there are other people here?

You gasp and scramble to push away from the two, but the older one- A blonde wearing a green bucket hat- Held tight onto your shoulder, holding you in place. He spoke, his voice was calming and warm, unexpectedly paternal. “Easy,” he breathed, using his other hand to steady you. “We aren’t gonna hurt you.”

You’re hesitant to comply, but carefully you steady yourself to your feet. You stare at the blonde man, his eyes heavy from many years of living. It surprised you a bit to see another immortal face to face. But as you looked closer you noticed the way the part of his robe that wasn’t torn refused to move with the wind, it hit you. An elytrian. 

You snap out of your thoughts as a gruff voice to your left draws your attention. You glance to see a large piglin standing there, his eyes still wide in shock. He was tall and broad and just standing near him made you feel small. You didn’t like feeling small. Out of instinct, your wings spread out. Not to full length, but enough to calm the anxious feeling of a prey animal being stared down by a predator. You feel the elytrian’s presence disappear from beside you. “What the- Mate, you’re on fire!” He exclaims, staring at the way your feathers spark and crackle like a fireplace. 

Yeah,” you laugh at the elytrian. Had he never seen a phoenix before? “That’s what phoenix wings do.” Your response doesn’t earn any laugh from the two, only more confused stares. The piglin is the first to speak up. “A… Phoenix?” The way he says the word makes you step back. This time the elytrian speaks up. “Aren’t phoenixes extinct?”

You stare at him, eyes wide. Had they really? Sure, it had been a while since you met another of your kind. Phoenixes were not social creatures, they preferred their seclusion and stuck to their own. You just assumed…

“No, clearly not.” You straighten your back and try to puff your wings. You wouldn’t let yourself be intimidated by the two hybrids. “I’m here, so we aren’t extinct.” 

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After you explain why you were in the arctic in the first place, you managed to earn the two’s names. Philza and Technoblade. You had recognized the two names, you heard stories about the two Anarchists from your friends in the Greater DreamSMP- How Techno had taken down L’manburg twice, and Phil helped him turn New L’manburg into L’manhole. You had admired those stories- Admired the bravery it took to stand up to corruption.

It was the remaining members of L’Manburg that drove you from your home in the Greater DreamSMP- With Tommy building his hotel near your home and being unable to find safety in Las Nevadas with Quackity, you wanted to find somewhere to go where you would be unbothered.

Though you must admit the life you found wasn’t what you expected. Phil allowed you to stay with them in the arctic, after much arguing from Technoblade. So you built yourself a home. You got to meet Ranboo formally- You had seen the ender wandering the Prime Path a few times, as well as near Snowchester. You weren’t too fond of him, but you learned to accept him. 

You finally were able to learn of what happened to your species. Techno had an astounding collection of books. His library was impressive, but he never allowed you inside. He claimed your wings made him too nervous, and that made you laugh. The worries made sense- You once set part of Phil’s house ablaze as he was teaching you how to brew potions. 

Techno had handed you a book with no title, its leather cover stamped with a fiery bird. The piglin watched you as you flipped through the pages- Phoenix hybrids had, in fact, been hunted to extinction a long time ago. You remained to be the only one and would be for the rest of your life. 

And somehow, this didn’t bother you. You found all you needed right here- even closure.

[starlightmeadowbloom]

Mr Wolf Profile (my version)

Birth name: Amarok Warren Wolferville

Adopted name: Todd Wolf

Future name: Warren Cooper

Referred name: Mr Wolf

Other names: Wolf (everyone)

Warren (Sly Cooper and Drake Lupus)

Titles: The Big Bad Wolf

Occupation: The Leader of the Bad Guys (formally)

The Master of Pickpocketing Thief (sometimes)

Leader of the Good Guys (main)

Home: The Wolferton’s Cottage, somewhere in the forest of France (birthplace)

The Bad Guys Hideout, New York City (main)

Date of Birth: 19th of October 1991

Kind: Wolf

Gender: Male

Age: 31

Alignment: Bad (sometimes)

Good (sometimes)

Hair/Fur Colour: Brown with a mix of grey and white

Eye Colour: Dark brown

Magic Aura Colour: A mix of black and grey

Theme Songs: Flawed Design by Stabilo

Protector by City Wolf

Who I Am by The Score

Tonight (I’m Lovin’ You) by Enrique Iglesias and Ludacris

Bad Guy by Billie Eilish

Good Tonight by Anthony Ramos

Best Friends: Mr Snake (best friend, adopted father)

Mr Shark

Mr Piranha

Miss Tarantula

Wander West-King (closest brother)

Sly Cooper (enemy, best friend, secret lover/romantic affair, boyfriend, future husband)

Star Butterfly (best friend, closest sister)

Po (great teacher-friend)

Twilight Sparkle (trusted steed-friend)

Rapunzel

Pirate Captain (frenemy sometimes, but good friend)

Alice Liddell

Family: Akela Nathan Wolferville (dad) - (deceased)

Anya Bethany Starfall (mom) - (deceased)

Romulus Alex Wolferville (uncle)

Romeo Leo Wolerville (cousin)

Juliet Anna Wolerville (cousin)

Remus Adam Wolferville (uncle) - (deceased)

Sierra Michelle Wolferville (aunt)

Pheonix Ryan Wolferville (cousin)

Indio Liam Wolferville (cousin)

The Wolferville Ancestors

Mr Snake (adopted dad)

Mr Shark (adopted older brother)

Mr Piranha (adopted older brother)

Miss Tarantula (adopted older sister)

Sly Cooper (boyfriend/future husband)

Bethany Cooper (future adopted older daughter)

Adam Cooper (future adopted younger son)

Connor Cooper (future father-in-law)

Marie Cooper (future mother-in-law)

The Cooper Ancestors

Jack Lupus (godfather)

Birthpowers: Black magic (Clockwork’s part of jealously)

Healing abilities (from his mother)

Other Powers: West-Kings powers (gifted by Wander West-King)

Butterfly powers (gifted by Star Butterfly)

Glowing black, white and gold eyes (self-taught)

Super strength (self-taught)

Super speed (self-taught)

Flying (self-taught)

Master swordsmanship (self-taught)

Kung fu moves (trained by Po)

Archery (trained by Sly Cooper)

Gunshot (self-taught)

Fire powers (when he lose his temper)

Goals: To became the greatest villain of all time in New York City (formally)

To help everyone in needs (true meaning)

To protect everyone from grave danger of darkness (main)

To help villains redeemed (main)

To get heroes and villains work together (main)

Personality: Cunning, charming, Good-hearted, honest, kind, funny (sometimes), generous, loyal, shy (sometimes), forgiving (sometimes), intelligent, quick-thinking, friendly (sometimes), caring (sometimes), helpful, determined, thoughtful, serious (sometimes), care-free, free-spirted, fearless, brave, childish (sometimes), stubborn, feisty, cheeky, flirting (sometimes), adventurous, sneaky, sarcastic, playful (sometimes), violent (sometimes), tough, fighter-to-the-core, proud, swear-mouth (sometimes), quick-temper (sometimes), hopeful, smart, unsure (sometimes), fast-learning

Love Interests: Diane Foxington (ex-girlfriend)

Sly Cooper (first kissed, secret lover/romantic affair, boyfriend/future husband)

Enemies: Professor Marmalade

Sly Cooper (formally)

Pirate Captain (sometimes)

Sexuality: Bisexual

Likes: Pickpocketing, driving his car adventurous, helping others, traveling and exploring the different dimensions, trying new things, parties, dancing, Ed’s Easy Diner, Sly Cooper

Dislikes: Cruelty (sometimes), evil (sometimes), failure, not knowing something, being alone, Professor Marmalade, lies, anyone insulting/hurting his friends and family, deaths

[bongwaterbummy]

the live action mulan is the worst live action adaptation of a film EVER, and here’s why:

they gave mulan a little sister

they took away mulan’s grandma

they took away the lucky cricket, instead replacing it with a spider that messed up the matchmaker scene by scaring mulan’s sister

the horse wasn’t white+black, it was brown, and it didn’t belong to mulan, it belonged to her father

they took away mushu, and replaced him with a pheonix that had zero speaking lines and didn’t interact with mulan past flying over her head or standing in the same little terrain as her unconscious body

mulan doesn’t fall in love with captain li shang, she falls for a bunk mate named chen hongui

they made po a dick

mulan’s name wasn’t fa mulan, it was hua mulan, and instead of her undercover name being fa ping, it was hua jun

they added a witch named xianniang

they gave mulan witch powers

the boys in the bunk were the ones that pressured her to take a shower because she didn’t want too and she stunk, and instead of the funny scene where they play ‘king of the rock’ while mulan runs away, only hongui shows up and they have a heart-to-heart conversation

the huns are instead called rourans

they replace the amazing songs with the characters simply saying the title and that’s it (commander tung saying “i’ll make you all into men” and the boys daydreaming of their perfect partner around a campfire in NOT song form)

commander tung invites mulan (while disguised and jun) to meet his daughter, heavily hinting for them to get married and that mulan should be honored

they do abandon mulan in the mountains after discovering her true gender, but she rides back to camp and they immediately forgive her, believe her, and let her lead them to the city to protect the emperor

nobody accompanies her into the castle, they fight off the rourans, and she fights their leader by herself

the leader got there before her, and tied up the emperor with the plan to make him watch as he burned down the castle (the emperor being tied to the roof)

mulan accidentally destroys her fathers sword instead of presenting it to him as an apology like she did in the cartoon