#At least for a while

[castiels-undercoat]

It will forever be funny to me that in season 13 when Cas comes back from the dead Dean goes from lashing out at everyone while hes in full downward spiral mode to suddenly being in the best mood possible, giggling and kicking his feet over cowboys and hes just like "what im not allowed to be happy or something? 🙄" like bro...🫵🤨 you're fucking gay

[bad-traffic-smp-ideas]

Trap Life. PVP is disabled. Time to get creative.

Wake up babe, new longest life series just dropped

[tommylovingho]

i will continue to watch the show, but i'm gonna sit there like this the entire time

[shatcey]

Victor theories. His curse and cursed ability.

After I posted my thoughts on the possible curse of Vivi, I had a very interesting conversation with @.ethereal-blossom, and she gave me some more ideas that I would like to share. Our conversation was quite long (I think we both like to talk), so I decided to start a new post. This doesn't mean that I think my previous thoughts are wrong. I just like to think about other options. They have every right to be at least considered. This time, they were mostly based on his cursed ability and the most significant aspects of his personality, which were quite difficult to not notice.

After my random joke about the poison apple, Michelle came up with another idea - the tower. And she speculated how much this concept corresponded to Vivi. I would like to continue, because it seems to me that this may be even closer to the truth than Rumplestiltskin.

Rapunzel

The tower is quite fit into the concept of a villain. There is no entrance or exit, except for the window, which is far from the ground. It takes away the freedom of a poor girl, and it's just an awful place. Yes, I'm terrible at making stupid excuses. But why can the briar and the mirror be villains, but the tower is not. This is discrimination against the towers' right to be villains!

But… let's talk about the real villain in this story. I don't remember the original…

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I read it, nothing interesting.

Let's based on the animated film "Tangled" (2010). Another good movie from this year? I think it was a good year… In this movie, the villain was the greedy woman Gothel, who used Rapunzel to stay young and beautiful. Greedy. So… Vivi can be Gothel. In fact, he mentioned that he was greedy back at the first event.

I have no idea how his appearance can indicate that he is NOT greedy or greedy if that is matter. I somehow don't understand the concept that an appearance can tell you something, it's just an appearance. Whatever.

The theme of restriction of freedom was very strong in this story. And for Vivi, freedom is everything. In this fairy tale, there is a strong desire to get rid of responsibility and the inability to do so. And we all feel this in Vivi. This is a contradiction. The desire to be free and the inability to be free because he is bound… by something. Maybe it's some kind of guilt, or a promise, or something entirely different. I really try not to think about the Black Butler, I really do.

Michelle also mentioned that devs like to mix villains with the protagonist in this game. As it was with Elbert. Who is both the greedy queen and Snow white. Based on this concept… Vivi's long hair may also indicate that he is Rapunzel.

How can this be reflected in his story? He's so obsessed with freedom… maybe he just wants to fix his previous mistake. He deprived someone of their freedom, and this awakened his curse. Maybe… or maybe it was his freedom that was taken away from him… and that's why he's so desperate to protect others from the same fate.

And just to try to defend this theory within the terms of the oldest history… The concept of "Maiden in the Tower" is actually quite old. From the Wiki:

I became curious about when the Greek myths actually originated, and I got this answer:

And… that again gave us 5,000 years at most.

But if we talk only about the concept of a woman with long hair. Again from the Rapunzel article

1000 years ago. Yes, it's not that much, but for me it's still a lot.

His cursed ability

Another thing what bothers me is… his curse. I shouldn't talk about it now… it will only be in his birthday story in February. Oh well…

In the 1st birthday story translated by @.archiveikemen

He didn't tell them to do it, as William usually does. At first I thought the phrase "succumb to my wickedness" was some kind of order, but in the next part he didn't say anything, and it still works. Maybe, for the sake of the quality of the narrative, the author did not repeat his words many times, maybe not… It annoys me that I can't fully understand how his ability works.

If we go back a little bit… The Black Wedding event.

Victor chose Kate's lipstick as a weapon (from her lips) and just drew a line on the guy's throat, nothing else, and the guy was scared… Did Vivi's touch just scare the person? Did it make him remember something? Maybe he imagined himself in the place of his victims? Back then I thought maybe he had some kind of hypnosis… or poison… to change a person's perception… But it's more Ally's thing. But he won't do it anyway.

But Vivi's last remark was quite frightening.

He talks about death as if it were a living being.

Let's take a look at the latest Halloween event, "Chaotic night", translated by @.reccyls. In this event, all the boys' abilities were significantly increased.

If his increased ability causes everything around him to age faster than usual and die immediately if he touches them. What can it tell us about his abilities? Maybe he can control it better. Maybe it's activated by some words, like it was on his birthday event? Or just from a simple touch of his with a mental order, as it was at the Black Wedding?

Just a random thought. Perhaps, as a child, he couldn't control his abilities and literally killed everyone around him. Terrifying… but the image is so vivid that I think it's more than possible.

This ability of his seems to be the exact opposite of the Rapunzel flower's power, which prolongs life. Could it be the same thing? Who knows. Even poison in small doses can become a cure…And the other way around, a large dose of medicine turns into poison.

And in Rumplestiltskin, there was no mention of Rumplestiltskin's other abilities other than making gold. The only thing that connects this story with death is that in the beginning he saved a woman, and in the end he had to die himself. It's a pretty weak connection.

On the other hand, the story about a man who sold his soul to the Devil… it can correspond to both his desire for freedom and his abilities. But what could Vivi ask for that? What will he gain from this?

This is from the very beginning of the "Love and Death" event, which will be released pretty soon on EN, translated by @.reccyls

So it involves making some kind of decision. But the curse doesn't give an opportunity to deside something. It just gets stuck in a person. Perhaps @.reccyls was right, and Vivi is the first cursed one and a kind of ancestor of each of boys.

And back to his cursed ability. This is what I talked about in my previous post. He wanted something to grow in his life, because his cursed ability kills everything. It's so fitting. His flower garden… his hair… his children… It's pretty obvious when you think about it…

In addition, I would like to talk about other things that I did not mention in the first post, and what it could give us.

Small details

It took me a while to find... Here.

So… butterfly, fish and scorpion. Sky, water and earth. There is only fire left, and we've got all the elements. Did they just miss it? Does that mean something? Why there is no fire?..

On the other hand… In my first post, when I mentioned the god of death… there was a line saying that a butterfly means a soul. And scorpio is quite often associated with Ancient Egypt. I probably watch The Mummy too much (1999 and 2002).

No, I was right.

So… Most likely, these two symbols were used in his design simply to indicate his occupation… The god of death, who collects souls. After all, that's why they call him the grim reaper.

Children

By a very odd coincidence, in both fairy tales, I am still considering the most possible variants of his curse, children are mentioned one way or another.

Rapunzel was literally kidnapped as a baby and raised in a tower.

And Rumplestiltskin wanted to get a child for all he had done for these ungrateful people. I'm still mad at them.

And Victor loves all his cute cursed boys very much, as if they were his children.

That's all, there's nothing to add.

And again… to complicate things

I took a screenshot from the description of the character and to compare Willy (he was just next to him, I was too lazy to look for other options).

Do you see? I'll show it closer.

And I put William's description on top.

This is a fake page!

All the pages for boys look like this:

Cursed by (name of the curse) from (name of the fairy tale)

But here… they just erase the space in the first line (which by definition should be empty), erase the place where his curse should be, and… there is no place for the fairy tale from which he comes. Even on Harrison's page, there is only a question mark, there was still room for a curse.

The second thing that makes me think so… all names of curses begin right under the word "Cursed"… but the blur on Victor's page starts from the middle… Perhaps this was done specifically for aesthetic reasons… the name is too short… but why is there no place for a fairy tale here???

And FINALLY after reading one of Michelle's posts… I caught the word "worship", and for some reason it got me hooked, and I decided to turn to Google…

This can't be! Right?

I was joking about Nico's decoration, which looks like Cthulhu… Vivi can't be Cthulhu…

But it all fits together. The god of death, who makes people worship him and follow him with joy, which is supposed to kill all of humanity… The only thing that doesn't add up is a fairly new story… from the first half of the 20th century. But the concept of the God of Death is not new. We return to the myths.

Damn you, Victor! You're a mummy. And I don't care that it has nothing to do with anything. At least it fits your curse!

(joyful exhalation)

Now I can think of something else. For example, how old he is, about his relationship with the queen, about his past, about his true identity…

Ally, save me, I'm going to drown in this man.

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🔝 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋 ℙ𝔸𝔾𝔼 🔝

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[omittedharpy]

I feel like it’s not a coincidence that the vast majority of examples of the Doctor settling down and staying still for a while occur after DotD. Trenzalore, Darillium with River, guarding the vault, fourteen’s retirement, fifteen’s year in the hotel - the only one I can think of that was before is eleven staying with the ponds in power of three. Which leads me to believe that not having the destruction of Gallifrey on their conscience enables them to be a bit more willing to stop running

[leah2eroes]

just got my ass eated. im literally the most serene and happy ive been in like over a year. ama

[pentacentric]

Sam Week - Day 3: Evil/Impurity/Childhood

"Dean?"

"...yeah?"

"Do you think...do y'think people can be bad? Like, truly bad?" Dean feels Sam's chin dig into his chest as he swallows. "I mean...can people be evil? Real, actual evil? Like monsters are?"

...

In which Dean does his best, he really does, but he misses the point entirely. But Sam knows it's not Dean's fault.

...

Dean twitches his way out of sleep, not sure yet what woke him.

Maybe it's that it's fucking hot in here.

Bobby's spare room only has a sputtering, clanking, tiny AC unit. The windows are too narrow for anything that puts out air that's actually cool, let alone cold. Half the time they don't bother with it; the weak, warm draft not being worth the noise.

Dean twists over, punches his pillow, tries to get comfortable in the sweaty sheets. Sighs. He almost wishes it was January, he'd be freezing his ass off, but at least he could pile on extra blankets.

He's trying to force himself back to sleep when he hears it. The noise that probably woke him up in the first place.

A thready whimper, coming from the bed next to his.

He quiets his breathing, listens. Unlike Dean’s bad dreams, which really only happen around Certain Events, Sam's nightmares come and go over time, with no pattern Dean's ever been able to figure out. Can never tell how bad they'll be, either. Sometimes they stay like this, not kicking over into anything serious: just some whines, a few mumbled pleas. And then Sam'll settle back down into sleep, Dean following him shortly after.

He hopes this will be one of those nights.

But his luck is out to lunch, and the noises from Sam's bed multiply, the whines and whimpers getting louder, more frequent, joined by choked-off cries and slurred nos and stops and pleases. He can see Sam's skinny frame twisting under the sheets.

Dean, sighs, gets up. Sits on the edge of Sam's bed, leans over, starts talking to him, low and soothing.

"Sam, hey, Sammy. It's ok. Wake up, Sammy...you're alright, you're good. I'm here, Sam. Shhhhh...time to wake up, ok?"

He doesn't touch him yet, knows better than that. Sometimes it'll set him off, start him flailing and kicking out against whatever's tormenting him in his dreams. And Sam may be small, but he's ferocious when he's scared, even when he's asleep. And his knuckles and elbows are sharp and bony. It only took one black eye before Dean learned to start with the talking before he tries to shake Sam out of it.

Tonight, of course, talking isn't working. After Sam finally lets out a shout that's loud enough for Bobby to hear down the hall, Dean takes action. Grabs Sam's wrists, both at the same time, presses him down to the mattress as he shakes him gently.

"Sam, Sammy, it's me, it's Dean. Wake up, Sam!"

He hates doing this. Knows it's terrifying for Sam to wake up from his nightmares restrained like this, held down. But sometimes it's the only thing that works. And leaving him lost in his head with whatever horror has its grip on him seems far crueler.

With a sharp cry, Sam bucks under him and his eyes snap open wide in the moonlight.

"You're alright, it's ok. I'm here, Sam, you're safe." He croons nonsense while Sam's gasps start to slow down, while his shaking fades to trembling.

"...Dean?"

"Yeah, it's me, Sammy. We're at Bobby's, remember?"

"...yeah..." Sam chokes out, and he sounds so sad and lost and small that Dean feels something awful hook into his heart and tear.

He lets go of Sam's arms, pulls the sheets off him, slides down so he's laying next to Sam. Sam immediately turns over and wraps his arms around Dean, burying his face in Dean's chest. Dean pulls him close, runs his fingers through Sam's hair.

Lets him cry it out, silently.

When Dean's t-shirt has stopped getting any wetter, he asks, quietly, "What was it this time?"

He feels Sam shake his head.

"I dunno. Don't remember."

Dean knows it's not true, but he also knows that's all he's gonna get.

"Ok, well, it's over now, right?"

Sam nods.

"You gonna be able to get back to sleep?"

This gets him a shrug.

"Maybe...will you stay? Sleep here?"

"Yeah, sure." He was going to, anyways.

Sam's breathing evens out, though Dean can tell he's not asleep yet. Just quiet, thoughtful. That almost worries Dean more than the nightmares. Introspective Sam at 2 AM can be...a lot. He's given Dean a few nightmares of his own after some of their talks.

"Dean?"

Dean suppresses a sigh.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think...do y'think people can be bad? Like, truly bad?" Dean feels Sam's chin dig into his chest as he swallows. "I mean...can people be evil? Real, actual evil? Like monsters are?"

Oof. Yeah, it's gonna be one of those nights.

"Yeah, Sammy. I'm pretty sure they can."

"Yeah...yeah, I think so, too..."

There's a moment of quiet. Dean keeps stroking Sam's soft hair absently.

"How can you tell? If someone's...evil. Really evil, not just an asshole. Not just crazy."

"I dunno, I mean, you can't always tell, I don't think. Some bad people seem all normal and nice. Are good at pretendin'. But I guess eventually it comes out, though, like in what they do or what they say. Or both." Dean shrugs. "Bad people do bad things."

"But what if...someone's just...fundamentally bad...like, inside, they're all rotten. Put together all wrong and dark and twisted. Are they still evil if they only act good, only say good things? If it doesn't come out?"

"...I dunno, Sammy."

"And...like, what if someone's not really an evil person, they're actually good, but they do bad things? Does that make them evil?" His fingers twist in Dean's shirt. "Even if they have like, no choice? If someone's making them? Or, like, if not doing them would be even worse..."

"I..I think you always have a choice, Sammy. There's good choices and there's bad choices, and, like, 's not hard to know which is which."

"I dunno. I think...some stuff is really complicated, you know? Good and bad at the same time, or, like, depends on what other stuff is goin' on around it." He lets out a long, shaky breath. "But, yeah...I guess some choices, they make sense no matter what. Like killing someone. I mean, killing's bad, right?"

"Yeah, 'course it's bad."

"...Dad kills. He kills a lot."

"That's different. Those aren't people."

"How's it diff'rent? They're not animals. Not all of them, anyways. It's still killing."

"Yeah, but monsters are evil."

"So, it's ok to kill evil people, too, then?"

"...I, just...no, Sam. We don't kill people."

"Witches are people."

"Sam...look, you've just gotta trust me on this. Ok? Killing monsters—it doesn't make Dad evil. It saves people. It makes him a hero. Ok?"

Silence. Dean knows he's not likely to get Sam to ever agree to say their dad's a hero. Too stubborn, too resentful.

Sam shifts in Dean's arms, shuffles closer, sticks his cold little feet between Dean's shins.

"Yeah, I guess." And then a voice so small Dean almost doesn't hear it. "...he wants us to kill, too."

Dean swallows. What does he even say to that? Even though he's got no doubts that there's nothing evil about hunting—knows that it's good, it's right—still...that's a lot for a kid Sam's age to deal with. Dean still struggles with the idea, himself, sometimes. When the monsters look like people, especially.

"Look, Sam...you don't have to worry about that right now, ok? Y'got a few years before you'll start huntin' for real. It'll be clear when you're actually doin' it what's right and what's wrong. You're just...you're too young to really understand it right now. Ok?"

He feels Sam stiffen in his arms, knows he fucked up. Dad pulls that shit with Sam all the time. Won't tell him things, won't explain why they're doing things, says he's too young to understand.

But Dean knows, and thinks their father does, too, that Sam understands some things far better than people give him credit for, far better than he should. Sometimes he already knows why their dad does stuff, just wants him to admit it to them, be honest.

Being told he can't understand something, that he doesn't deserve to know...that's probably worse than being yelled at, or even hit, for Sam. He definitely reacts differently to other punishments than he does being shut down, that's for sure.

"Look, Sam, I don't mean it like that, ok? Just, this stuff—I don't got it figured out. I don't even think most adults have it figured out. People've been arguin' about this shit for thousands of years. It's like...philosophy and shit. You and I aren't gonna be able to figure out, like, good and evil at two in the morning in a shitty little bed in Bobby's spare room, ok?"

Sam relaxes a little, but is still quiet.

"I didn't mean you couldn't understand it. Hell, you c'n probably understand it better than I can. I didn't start thinkin' about shit like this till, well...I barely think about shit like this even now. I'm too stupid to ever hope to figure it out. I just gotta go with what I know is right, y'know?"

"Shut up. You are not stupid, Dean." Angry, defiant, certain. It makes something warm swell in Dean's chest.

"Yeah, ok, Sammy. But this here, this ain't the kind of thing I'm really good at, y'know? I don't sit in the car thinkin' about deep shit. I think about what I'm gonna get when we stop to eat, or if there's gonna be any cute chicks in my class at our next school, or if Indiana Jones could beat Han Solo in a fight."

He hears Sam huff.

"But, Sam...there's one thing I know, ok? Dad...he's not evil. You were right, you know? Some choices, some of them ain't always so easy. I think a lot of 'em are pretty hard, probably. But Dad, he makes the best ones he can. He's good, ok? I know you get mad at him sometimes, but he's not a bad person."

"I know Dad's not evil, Dean. That's not what I was talking about. Not what I was sayin', not at all...."

Now he sounds frustrated, annoyed, and Dean feels a flare of irritation. How's he supposed to know what the hell Sam's talking about, when it seems like Sam's talking about like six things at once and Dean's barely talking about one?

"It wasn't even about him, I just...I just don't know if I..."

Sam sighs, and now he sounds so, so sad. Uncertain and kind of defeated.

"I just don't know, I guess. I start thinkin' and my head just goes round and round and there's just more and more to think about and it gets more and more confusing and I feel smaller and smaller and then I feel like I'm fallin' sometimes, an' the dark's all around me and it's huge, it's everything, and it never ends..." he trails off, swallows. "...or somethin'."

Yeah, or somethin', all right. Dean shakes his head, runs his hand up and down Sam's arm soothingly.

"And that's why you just shouldn't start. Thinkin', that is. That's my philosophy, anyways. Deanology. Or, no...Deanism, yeah, that's it." He taps Sam's forehead twice with his finger. "Can't get confused by all those thoughts if you don't have any."

"...Dean. Y'r such an idiot." He laughs, a little thickly, into Dean's chest.

"Exactly my point." He yawns deeply, pulls Sam a little closer, closes his eyes as Sam curls up against him. "It's the only way to live."

[adimouze]

suppose i believe the lie that daniel knew. of course daniel knew. daniel knew on sunday and i think he got an idea of it on saturday. that doesn't mean he KNEW before singapore. but then why did lawson know in baku. why was daniel doing the las vegas promo shoots if he knew. why weren't sponsors told? why was the cash app guy crying on main? austin gp didn't even have time to take down daniel's banners. also most importantly.

singapore was two months ago almost. why are we still talking about daniel, red bull? what the fuck? this obsession with dragging his name up everytime there's a GP on the way. why is no one asking them why we're still talking about this? i thought the story was over??? everyday they go on air being like daniel knew this isnt the court of law no one is forcing them to answer these questions.

[frodo-a-gogo]

I’m sorry!! I need to know… will you continue your relapse comic???

Yes 100 percent yes. If u have only seen it on tumblr check out my twitter (@emilyriordan5) where ive been updating more pages past what ive posted here. I had been doing a page a week or a page every 2 or 3 days depending on how impatient i got lol, but in the past few weeks i took a break from updating cus 1. Im visiting a friend in another country r now 2. My part time job upped my hours and i wanna prioritize that cus i need the scratch 3. The next few months im gonna be working very hard on some animation production projects to fix my portfolio up to apply for a fellowship (ill be posting the work i do on that btw) 4. The next few months I'll also probs be very preoccupied with figuring out some stuff for a medical thing. 5. Family stüff

Ill be posting more pages soon tho, i have some partially finished ones i intend to polish as im traveling back home. The comic itself is gonna be 60 pages or so (it may balloon out to like 70, i keep on finding stuff to add lol) script is complete, thumbnail are partially complete etc.

There's no way in hell im not finishing this, i love the script too much and i wanna share it in the optimal way as a lot of it is contingent on visual communication. If i ever do give up the ghost on this project id probably at least post the script so ppl would know where i was going with the comic, but my intention as of right now is to complete it at my own pace. I thank you for your patience and interest!

[driftingballoons]

Day 6: Farewell

Imagining it takes Partner a while to feel comfortable letting Hero out of their sight

@heropartnerweek

[pinkflu]

Toji's turn to put Megumi to bed...

[complementaryhalves]

@wisteriagoesvroom on further investigation, the situation is a lot less tragic than it could be

[nemfrog]

Ursa Major, the Great Bear. Things worth doing and how to do them. 1906.

Internet Archive

[cheezyhamster]

Friends Forever!

[spotsandsocks]

I know ao3 has been acting up but 403 hits is really not great is it

It can make a gal feel blue

[maternity-morningstar]

Dear Readers,

It’s with mixed emotions that I announce the @maternity-morningstar blog will be going on a semi-permanent hiatus. After a truly incredible journey, the story has reached its conclusion, and there’s simply not much more plot to explore. I want to thank each and every one of you for your unwavering support, your thoughtful comments, and your love for this tale—it’s been an amazing experience creating and sharing this world with you.

For those wondering about our beloved characters, Angel Dust is now happily back living with Lucifer, Husk, Alastor, and all nine of their children. They’re embracing the chaos and joy that comes with their big, unconventional family. It feels like the perfect note to end on—a home full of love, laughter, and a little chaos, as always.

While this story is closing, I’m far from disappearing! I’m still around, writing and creating, and I’d love for you to check out my other blogs and fanfics. There are plenty of stories waiting to be discovered, and I hope they bring you as much joy as this one did.

Thank you again for being part of this journey. Your support means the world to me, and I can’t wait to share more stories with you in the future.

With love and gratitude,

Bunny 🐰