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hall0wedwyrm · 3 months

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theories for Generation Loss The Founders Cut!!

Starting with the diagrams for the Mask, Glasses and Hat in connection to FC and some of the new info we got :)))))

a few spoilers for FC changes!! especially for the last episode... so many important changes made damn

First, its pretty clear now that the Mall segments of episode 3 were staged by Hetch and/or Showfall. Between him saying that he was given control by the Founder and him manipulating lots of the elements of the show, this is definitely something purposeful.

The Mask is the thing that i feel confident in having an understanding in. Ranboo is never let free of control, and is always kept under it, but with various levels.

Red Light's on means complete control. Being able to do anything Hetch wants him to do and being 'in character'

Flashing means having some level of autonomy, but still in character (example: when they're at the tv asking what to do theyre not screaming and begging to escape, theyre trying to survive the cabin, not realising its not real)

No lights means complete autonomy, but the events of the story is very real to them. they can make decisions and react like its real but are still playing a role in the story. (In Episode 3, the lights are gone until the very end)

The Flashing in the finale shows that Ranboo is still in character but can also see the reality of the situation. Life or Death.

these three levels can be applied to the other characters as well. The carousel gang (Vinny, Niki, Ethan and Austin) were the third level of control. The situation was very real to them, and pleading with the audience to free them was for their real freedom.

Sneeg is different though. I believe he was under complete control the whole time, just like Ranboo was. They maintained character, when Ethan died and Austin was screaming. This is made so much more clear when Austin was yelling "Do you guys even care?!" and Sneeg says something like "Damn thats a lot of blood."

The Hat is different to The Glasses and The Mask. While Ranboo and Charlie have implants in their brains, The Hat is just some kind of interceptor for brainwaves. Sneeg doesn't have the implants the Hat does. I think different hats have different roles programmed into them? like the white hat is his Cabin character and the black mesh hat is for the Warehouse. When the two situations crossed (wearing the Cabin hat in the Warehouse), it messed up whatever brainwashing Sneeg had for the Warehouse and made him confused as to why he wasn't in the Cabin anymore. When he ran off, he could have potentially encountered something he wasn't supposed to see (prompting him to say "What kind of a place is this!?" but it could also be bcs its a Warehouse and he doesn't understand that in the moment)

OR Sneeg is a newer member of the cast. They didn't have the time to plant the electronics into his head, but Charlie and Ranboo have been there so much longer and have been more efficiently integrated into the system. Sneegs hats are temporary, and in the future (or if he rebels sooner) he'll get implants too.

#next post: im sharing my headcanon story for Sneeg and Frank #im so in love with it and i need everyone to see it #also i feel like ive been making lots of text posts lately lmao #generation loss #generation loss theory #generation loss sneeg #wyrms can talk #also i completely lost the link for the hat picture from Twitter when i find it I'll add it on here #i do not go to Hell so i can't just go onto Twitter and get it lol

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moosethren · 5 months

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A new Beginning

This is my Nioh/Rise of the Ronin crossover fanfic, about my Hide and his time in Rise of the Ronin.

In my AU, the Sohaya continued to thrive and became guardians of the Spirit Stones, in order to keep them safe. I'd really recommend giving Hide's page on my character carrd a read, as it contains info about him and a summarized timeline. Since I will not go into details about that in the story itself.

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Hide awoke from his sleep in a manner that would have terrified everyone around him. Rasping for breath, he sat up instantly, clutching at the shirt over his chest. His heart pounded wildly, but was quick to slow down once he realised it was just a nightmare. One of the usual ones, where he was stabbed in the chest by Tokichiro. Even centuries later that one still came around to haunt him. The utter look of hatred in his old friend’s eyes.

It wasn’t how he wanted to remember him. And most of the time, it wasn’t. He still fondly recalled everything good Tokichiro had brought in his life. A sense of purpose after 25 years of being alone, ever since his mother’s death at Kashin Koji’s hands. A powerful friendship and someone who helped Hide to be able to speak at all again; something he had struggled with ever since childhood. Though, he still found it highly uncomfortable and nearly impossible to talk to strangers still.

Leaning forward enough to rest his wrist on his bent knee, he used his free hand to run it through his short, coarse hair. Then he pressed his index finger and thumb against his temples. A loud sigh escaped him.

Mornings like this were just awful. Because his mind always spiralled about his past. The grief. How much things had changed. How much he was losing of those he used to know. Tokichiro’s voice still carried strongest. He still saw his mother’s face in his dreams. Everyone else was starting to fade with time.

Mumyo still remained, or Minami as was her actual name, though she was still known as Mumyo to everyone within the Sohaya clan. She was still trying to guide the clan along the right path, despite the numerous times the Shogunate had tried to take them out. In ignorant fear. All the clan ever did was keep artefacts and Spirit Stones safe… far away from the hands of those who would misuse them.

Hide knew she was nearing the end of her life though. Ever since 1810 she had decided to no longer extend her life, settling down with her husband and later giving birth to Reyse, a promising member in the Sohaya. Sooner or later, she’d join the faces he’d start to forget as well.

And Tenshin… the other shiftling he’d found around two decades ago. Now he’d become like a little brother to him and then he’d lost him just like that back on the Black Ships. It was only through Tenshin’s Guardian Spirit that Hide knew he was still alive at all… and why Hide had sought to try and find him. He owed him that much.

Suddenly he wished William was back in Japan. He could have needed his help now and he’d be a familiar face in Yokohama. But the man was busy travelling the world. Something he had done since he’d faked his death centuries ago, in order to protect his family. After all, someone would notice eventually that the man just didn’t age… and it brought uncomfortable questions from dangerous people.

Hide’s hands had travelled up to nearly tug at his hair by now, trying to focus back to reality. To the current time. Dwelling that deeply wasn’t good. For a shiftling like him, negative emotions were a danger… and too much of it could very well turn him into an aratama.

A knock on the door made him look up abruptly. That pulled apart the clouds in his mind easily enough. Standing up, he wrapped the blue yukata he had slept in closer against him, before moving over to open the door. He wasn’t too surprised to see Ryoma standing outside. Chipper as ever and fully ready for the morning, it seemed.

“Hello!” Ryoma started before looking over the man quickly. “Oh, uh… rough night?” Hide’s skin was coated in sweat and his hair looked like a mess despite his previous attempt at correcting it. What stuck out the most was his eyes though. Ryoma was so accustomed to the man’s choice of black eyeliner and eyeshadow, that he could immediately tell when it was off. It was still there but less of it and it somehow looked more natural. As if it was just part of the skin around his eyes.

Hide noticed where Ryoma’s eyes travelled and turned quickly enough, to allow the man to step inside instead. People finding him like this, before he could get a chance to tidy himself up was a small nuisance normally. It was when they started to notice that his eyes just were dark like that and his hair had an unnatural texture to it, that the shiftling grew nervous.

Those were all signs of his half demon side, physical features he couldn’t do much about beyond hide with properly applied makeup. And he was one of the lucky ones. Tenshin’s grey skin and red eyes had attracted a lot more attention than Hide’s blue eyes or his eye markings. Not to say the few slivers of teal in his hair.

“Katsura wanted me to fetch you,” Ryoma explained once he paused inside the longhouse, looking around with an interested expression. “Seems he’s got big plans for tonight. So, I figured I’d get you a nice breakfast before he drags you into one of his schemes.”

Hide, who had been milling about with his belongings, stopped long enough to roll his eyes. Using the hairwax he kept in a locked box, Hide dragged it through his hair, in order to straighten it out into the mohawk he usually had. Digging into the bag again, he pulled out another box and applied the eyeshadow and eyeliner with practised movements. He’d been doing this every morning for centuries by now. The man didn’t even need a mirror anymore.

Ryoma had been politely quiet the whole time, patiently waiting for Hide to get ready. Watching with some fascination at how quickly and easily the other man went about his routines. Something else caught his attention though, and he was unable to comment this time.

“Huh, I thought you painted the blue streaks into your hair but… they’re just there, aren’t they?” Before Hide could react, Ryoma had stepped up to him to inspect his hair closer, tilting his head to the side to see better. Ryoma’s inane curiosity was entertaining… when it wasn’t aimed at Hide himself. Plus, the man had an attention to detail most humans didn’t.

“Just like your eyes before,” the ronin continued before Hide looked at the very short distance between them. Putting his finger on Ryoma’s chest, he slowly pushed him away from him, his expression a tad uncomfortable. Ryoma let out an awkward laugh suddenly, lifting his hands, palms out.

“Apologies. Curious mind, you know,” he explained, crossing his arms over his chest instead. As if to contain his curiosity that way. Hide was an enigma he really wanted to know more about but the man was very secretive. Which just made things worse for the shiftling, because that just made Ryoma even more curious.

Hide’s unnaturally blue eyes had been intriguing enough the first time he had seen him, but the hair and the dark markings around his eyes? Oh, how his mind chewed at the reasons.

Ryoma wasn’t ever going to push the man for answers though. Even after four months of knowing him. And it was just the last two weeks that Hide had started to speak back at all. Childhood trouble, as he had explained the first time he had uttered a word and Ryoma had… unfortunately been very shocked but happy about it.

As well as becoming even more curious, because of course Hide hadn’t expanded on that little tidbit.

“It looks very nice,” Ryoma continued, trying to save face now after having made Hide uncomfortable. Hide’s eyebrow shot up, in a doubtful manner. There was no need for Ryoma to be socially polite around him.

“No need to lie,” the shiftling shook his head, a little bemused. “I know I look strange.” He cleared his throat, realising how hoarse his voice was after the night’s poor rest.

“Now that right there is a serious accusation,” Ryoma waggled a finger at him, his voice rising in pitch a little as it always did when he sounded indigent. Faking it or not. “I won’t stand for such hearsay. Now I simply must buy you breakfast, so you won’t go around telling others that.”

Hide had moved away by now, reaching for his clothes. He gave Ryoma a soft look over his shoulder, his usual indication that everything was fine and he should just relax.

“It does look nice,” Ryoma insisted, his voice a little calmer now. “Even so, I’ll stick to just keeping my clothes in order I think. And hair. Got enough trouble keeping that tame.” He gave a wry smile. “All of it.”

Hide didn’t know how to read the last comment. But he could see why Ryoma’s hair would prove troublesome for him. It currently looked like it wished to escape the hair tie it was trapped in.

Ryoma started to talk about an encounter he had on the street on the way to the longhouse, as he gazed out over the garden while Hide got dressed. At some point Ryoma glanced over his shoulder as he talked, just in time to spot the koi fish tattoo on Hide’s left arm. He’d never seen that before either, he realised. Well, obviously, the man had never taken off his shirt around him.

The man carried more secrets than a dozen men would, it seemed and it intrigued him more than he cared to admit. As if knowing he was being watched, Hide slowly turned his head to look back at Ryoma who quickly fixed his gaze back out in the garden. Hide shook his head, finishing up with putting on the clothes.

“What’s with the tattoo?” the ronin asked, unable to really be quiet for too long. The fact he had a tattoo at all was curious. Hide didn’t exactly look like a hardened criminal, which were the usual subjects.

“Rough childhood,” the shiftling finally shrugged, looking rather unperturbed. The tattoo was his own choice, so the questions regarding that didn’t bother him. Only those referring to things that hadn’t been his choice. Ryoma groaned quietly, smacking himself in the forehead, even as Hide approached him, resting his hand on the hilts of his dual katanas.

“Today isn’t one of my finest moments, huh?” Ryoma sheepishly asked him now.

“You’ll live,” Hide smiled easily, before gesturing with his hand towards the door.

Ryoma did keep true to his promise and bought Hide a proper breakfast at a nearby tavern. Here Hide was told everything Ryoma had been up to in the last week since they’d last seen each other. He didn’t have a great need to talk much himself, listening to others was by far more enjoyable.

It was Ryoma’s turn to surprise him though, when they left the tavern again. The ronin had pocketed some bread from the breakfast and Hide watched his pocket for a few moments afterwards. Searching for the man’s gaze, he furrowed his brow slightly, before pointing to his pocket.

“Oh, that.” Ryoma smiled broadly, as he patted the pocket once. “You’ll see. We’re taking a little detour on the way to Katsura’s.” Hide’s frown grew even more puzzled.

“If you can have secrets, I can have small, short secrets,” Ryoma pointed out, quickening his walk through the streets. Clouds hung over the city, darkening the grey streets.

He brought Hide to a quiet spot by the ocean, in Yokohama’s outskirts. More trees grew here, as the city hadn’t quite taken over this corner yet. Something else seemed to roam here in numbers too. Crows. They gathered around them, seemingly recognising Ryoma. They kept a wary eye on Hide however, delivering a few sharp caws his way.

They sat down on a bench there, overlooking the ocean… and the black ships docked in the harbour. Hide’s frown grew deeper at the sight of them, lost in the bad memory of losing Tenshin on one of them.

“Ah, don’t tell anyone but I quite like crows,” Ryoma chuckled suddenly, almost startling Hide out of his dark thoughts. He was tossing pieces of bread to the birds, who seemed to enjoy the attention. Even if they occasionally bickered with each other about the food.

“I know, messengers of death and all that but they’re more than that, I think. There’s a keen intelligence behind those eyes.” Ryoma pointed to his eyes while smiling broadly, before tossing out more bread. “I’ve watched them a lot. They bicker just like we do. And they take care of their injured ones. Just like we do.”

Hide’s eyes were wide with intrigue as he watched and listened to Ryoma gush about the birds. Something stirred in his chest, a painful reminder of what once was. Ryoma wasn’t the first man he had encountered with a fondness or even connection to crows in particular.

The Shiftling felt a physical weight on his shoulder suddenly, turning his head slightly. One of his Guardian Spirits, Yatagarasu, was perched there, as it often did when his thoughts strayed to Shigehide.

It had been such a long time since his death. 100 years, give or take. Hide’s memories of him had grown dimmer over the years, as time had a habit of doing. The sound of his voice was a mere echo now. His scent almost lost to him. His face… only the occasional dream provided a clear picture now.

Hide withdrew into himself, while Ryoma kept talking about the crows. That awful, heavy feeling had returned to his chest. Not even Yatagarasu pressing his head against Hide’s cheek seemed to help. There was a hollow space in his chest. A space that the demon within him would be more than happy to fill. To let all that sorrow out and lose himself to it. Something Hide could never allow.

That’s why he had entered a strange hibernation for almost a century after Shigehide’s death. As if his body knew and wanted to protect him from falling to corruption. He wasn’t sure if it had actually made the grief easier or not. Now, almost fifty years after waking up again to a new century, he was starting to live with it much easier than before. Or as easily as he ever would.

“Hey, are you alright?” Ryoma’s voice actually made him jump this time. His hands were almost white from having pressed them so hard together. Looking down at them, he carefully stretched them. He wasn't worried about Ryoma spotting the Spirit on his shoulder. Unless he knew what to look for, he’d never find it. Most people alive in this day and age, didn’t. Not since the Yokai invasions had faded and the spirits had calmed down enough that they were mere whispered stories now.

But the Guardian Spirit moved suddenly. With an elegant swoop, it landed on Ryoma’s other side on the bench. Looking at the crows, it then jumped up on his shoulder instead. Tilting its head towards Hide as it perched comfortably. For a moment, it looked like it belonged on Ryoma’s shoulder. As if it wanted to be there.

Hide’s expression relaxed in a strange understanding. He squinted slightly suddenly, as the sun made its way through the clouds, dispelling them. When he looked back towards the Guardian Spirit, it had disappeared.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Ryoma continued, lifting his hands to wave it in front of Hide’s face. Hide let out a quiet grunt, quickly looking back out towards the ocean, which was now glittering in the sun.

“You reminded me of someone I lost a long time ago,” he quietly said, looking down between them instead. “He too liked crows.” Ryoma leaned back a little, lifting his eyebrows.

“Ah, a man of taste then,” he gave a nod, scratching his own beard as he looked back at the crows. Still, the forlorn look on Hide’s face gave him some thought. “A friend of mine used to have a tame crow, you know. Clever little bastard. Mischievous too. Caused a lot of ruckus for my friend. But…” he paused, giving Hide an earnest look, as he shuffled over enough to put his arm over his shoulders and gently jostled him. “Whenever my friend was sad, the crow was the first to be there by his side.”

Hide let out a bemused snort through his nose, before shaking his head.

“Caw caw,” Ryoma continued then, laughing as Hide shoved him away but it was too late. There was a smile on Hide’s face and that’s all Ryoma needed.

“Ah, see!” Ryoma lightly punched his shoulder. “Come on. Let’s see what Katsura’s up to, shall we?Ryoma was quick on his feet, which did scare away the crows. They landed on the nearby roof with indignant caws. When Hide didn’t immediately move, Ryoma grabbed his wrist and pulled him along, as he set them both into a walk. And the ronin set to talking again, much to Hide’s amusement.

#I'm posting the first chapter here but I'll probably just put links on tumblr to the Ao3 version after that #rise of the ronin #nioh #ryoma sakamoto x oc #plus i know the fandoms are near non existent on tumblr so D:#i'm just uploading it at all in case someone else finds it interesting

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sportsthoughts · 6 months

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#oh i am a bit tired tonight folks. had a nice time yesterday trawling through old pens forums and linking back some posts to here #(all with links because like - it's nice to share where you've found fun stuff right?) no point gatekeeping at all - we don't own content #and then the same old people once again somehow by chance post the exact same five or six photos 5 minutes after #and yeah. great minds think alike right? you were probably trawling a not touched since 2015 forum too at the same time. it's possible #and out of the hundreds of photos on there you decided to make the exact selection i did. it's possible right?#and truthfully i don't really care because i'm posting this stuff because my blog is MY personal archive and it's stuff I want to catalogue #but when you have blocked as many blogs and sideblogs as you can and people are still finding you and send you shitty anons for just...#daring to use the player tags? cataloging stuff by literally tagging the player's name? ughhhhh it's exhausting how can i block you when yo #are the tumblr equivalent of hydra regrowing a new fake sideblog pretending to be a different person every week.#sorry i know this ranting into the abyss is pointless but i have a few more posts scheduled for tonight and i know i'll wake up tomorrow #and miraculously the same ones will be posted on the same people's blogs 5 minutes after me and it's just so childish #but yeah. we all know who they are and i'm just a little tired of it and hearing the stories of people being harassed in their inboxes/dms #anyway anyway anyway. i think i shall just take a break from posting stuff because feeling a little disheartened! and uncomfortable #because i feel watched. please stop using other blogs to find me. please stop talking about me in your tags. touch some grass my friends

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enjomo-arch · 10 months

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𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 to my ace rambling hub. this post will contain posts and links towards metas and headcanons that i find helpful for my mutuals to read up whenever they search for actual reference and knowledge over how i portray ace on my blog. each will be divided in sections and have a brief one sentence description what the headcanon is about. the content is triggering and i will put a content warning so you can not read it if you find it causing discomfort. UPDATE : 12.12.2023

no time to go through this stuff ? it's alright because i have a small post cointaining MOST IMPORTANT things to remember about my portrayal !

𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐒𝐘 one of ace’s conditions he suffers from. narcolepsy is a sleeping disorder that makes him find it hard to stay awake for long periods of time which causes him to fall asleep suddenly and randomly.

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐘 a condition that goes along his narcolepsy. cataplexy is basically is a sudden muscle weakness that occurs while a person is awake. eg. ace throwing his head back suddenly while laughing.

𝐑𝐒𝐈 / 𝐄𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 two posts about the elbow brace that ace wears on his left arm. he's been suffering chronic pain since childhood and the elbow brace reduces his chances of inflammation.

𝐃𝐘𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐀 a post talking and explaining ace’s untreated dyslexia due to poor education during his childhood.

𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐀 + 𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 ace’s trauma related to the fire happening in grey terminal as well as his tendency for arson and pyromania.

( 𝐓𝐖 ) 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 - 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌 & 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 a post explaining ace’s scars and how he feels about them as well as his tendency to harm himself when he was a child to achieve a temporary anger and stress relief

( 𝐓𝐖 ) 𝐒*𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 a small post explaining ace’s borderline thoughts about falling into the sea on purpose which considering his devil fruit will likely end his life.

( 𝐓𝐖 ) 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐒 & 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐒 explanation of ace's depression becoming sleep paralysis, early stages of developing narcolepsy and psychosis.

𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 how ace actually expresses interest in someone by showing random acts of gentleness

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 explanation about ace's tendency to be overly possessive.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 various describtion of ace's possible reactions to being met with words like you matter / i love you.

𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑 post about ace's animal traits and features he adapted since being a child in dawn island's jungle.

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐏 a drawing of mine showing the mapping of ace’s scars across his body as well as his body hair. ( slightly ns/fw warning )

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 post explaining ace’s hair texture and how they feel when touched.

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 misc post about ace’s beard and facial hair growing process.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐔𝐓 ace’s working out routine and what does it leave as effects on his body

𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐒 about his veins glowing after mera mera usage

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 a post not only about singing voice but my voice reference for ace and how his voice is described.

𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒 a post + video reference in the link about ace's body shape and strength.

𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀 my own canon related to ace’s fruit awakening post timeskip

𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐎 explanation how does demon inferno manifest in my canon related to the novel a

𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 post explaining ace’s indifference to temperature due to eating the flame flame fruit and it being one of the fruit’s side effects.

𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 explanation of how ace's flaming body looks and works visually when turning into flames.

𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄 : 𝐅𝐔𝐃𝐎 𝐌𝐘𝐎𝐎 similar to luffy’s gear 5 fudo myoo is an absolute awakening of ace’s fruit that turns him into a god of flames.

𝐀𝐂𝐄 & 𝐒𝐄𝐀'𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐖𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 a post explaining the way ace's fire body is able to read sea's magnetic waves without using a triple log pose while in new world.

𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 a post explaining the memory ace holds over his red beads.

𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍 a post explaining ace’s tradition and things related to being a texan.

𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘𝐒 a post to explain more or so the meaning behind the two smileys that ace wears on top of his hat’s brim.

𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 a bunch of headcanons related to ace’s addiction to gambling and playing cards.

𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄 theory crafting on my part about ace’s hunting knife and where did he get it, where did it come from.

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐓 ace’s hobby about handicraft and bone jewelry making.

𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 a post about ace’s love to hunt since it grew on him a lot during his childhood. ( tw for blood )

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 a post explaining ace’s damn awful handwriting.

𝐇𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 ace being a hoarder type of a person because he's connecting memories to items.

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 a post about my own creation of ace's and rouge's birth island + concept art

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 : 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐖 post related to ace’s connection to kiriage’s trafalgar law

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓: 𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐑 a post explaining ace’s feelings towards his biological father.

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐑 a post about ace's emotional connection with his boat.

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓: 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐄 important part of my canon about rouge being alive and taking care of ace for 5 years. additional posts containing flashbacks one / two.

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 : 𝐙𝐄𝐃 & 𝐉𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐀 ( 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 ) npcs important to my personal canon for ace and his and rouge's connection to them.

#ii. hiken › out of character .#ii. hiken › meta .#ii. hiken › study .#/ long post #trigger heavy content #a post i promised and i'm linking it to my pinned #here is MOSTLY ALL i could find in my blog crumbs that seem important #i'll edit it as time goes

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I hope this doesn't sound too weird but, are you open to people just - dropping a message in your inbox to chat? I just think you re a really cool guy with a lot of interesting stuff to say and I want to talk about it more but I don't know how open you are to that !!

dhdhgh I spent a lot of time trying to figure out how to answer this one, because I'm not exactly opposed to chatting with people, I'm just. not really online! I publish asks and sometimes it takes me forever to reply, I only really check my messages once a month because my notifications are broken and the bots are annoying™, and frequently I forget to reply to comments because I'm. mostly just busy offline with other work because I Have Bills To Pay. sorry! I don't really have a good answer for this RIP

#ALL OF THAT SAID. feel free to send asks about whatever if you want to. cannot guarantee when i'll reply tho. time. wish there was more #of it in a day!#it does not help that im an extremely private person and i originally made this blog so that i could #further separate the space from my main art blog lmao #bc of that i find it a little off putting when people ask ahead of time but also include things like 'you seem cool' because now im like #oh no. i cant relax now. im extremely Boring as a person i just have a pinball machine for a brain.#i think i reply to twitter DMs with more reliability but im also not recommending anyone make an account there #free yourself. im only still there because all the cool ancient history artists are there #i have been working on a. not exactly a personal blog bc i have one already but its a weird second space type of thing.#mostly just to post about shows and books im reading. i might end up linking it here.#ask tag

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#berry posts #my main hangup w this is i want to find more saw people on tumblr + maybe post ao3 links to what i've written so far #but also most people i follow here just have all their interests on their main which i understand but i don't think i'm like that very much #so. gestures #if idgaf wins i'll prob just make it anyway

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Hello :D small blog update (I've been doing a lot of these lately). I created a Ko-fi account quite a long time ago but never got around to finishing it, mostly due to my class workload. At the time, I just wanted to share a brush set I made and found that I can share documents on Ko-fi without giving out my name. However, with Tumblr tips going away soon, I figured now was a good a time as ever to finish setting up that page.

I was able to get it wrapped up this evening finally, so it's available to take a peek at now! (I linked it in my bio, but idk anything about html so I hope it works). It's a little empty atm, but I'll hopefully have that brush set I mentioned before uploaded soon! It'll be free, I'm mainly just using the feature that lets me share files without attaching my real name to them.

That being said, this is really only meant to be a tip system, so while any donations would be massively appreciated, please don't feel obliged to tip just because the option exists now! All of my art is free to look at, and I have no plans to put any of my work behind a paywall in the future. This isn't for commissions just yet either; the page is only there just in case you see a drawing you like and want to help support me in making more drawings in the future :)

I'm bad at wrapping posts up so, that's all I really had to say; thank you guys for reading this and sticking around on my blog so long! Goodnight, sleep tight, and I'm bad at rhyming so drink some water💧💧

#i am really bad at this kind of stuff so i hope this came across with the right tone #please only leave a tip if you find a drawing you like; and never feel like you have to just because you like my work :)#there is also a link to a certain page I mentioned a little while ago that I am not allowed to link here so if you're interested in that #then this is the only way i can share the news about that here #it's empty right now but I'll start posting on there this weekend #(this was no small part in my decision to finish the page today; i just can't say that in the body text lol)#oh yea my name isn't actually Dawn #it's such a basic-white-girl-name (tm) that I am almost guaranteed to find it in any gift shop's merch in the US #i only go by it because I'm attached to it for some reason #i've slowly become more fond of Dawn though so maybe i'll change from one basic name to another #wouldn't that be crazy #alright night night y'all #i really gotta stop staying up until 3:00 i am so tired #blog stuff

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fisshontoast · 2 years

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ID: a simple, low poly 3d model of jenna heap. She has light brown skin, dark brown hair, a long red coat with gold sleeve cuffs and dark reddish pink knee length trousers, also with gold cuffs. She is wearing brown sandals. She is standing in a neutral pose, arms out to her sides. /end ID

4 hours!!! But I did it!! I was directly following a tutorial so that's why she's wearing weird clothes but the sandals I figured out on my own 😌😌 I may or may not add the back and side views in a rb but. No promises ahdjdnfjf

#my art #art #septimus heap #artists on tumblr #jenna heap #digital art #3d model #<- :O #I managed to lose the video I was using in between saving the image and posting it here but I'll edit with the link when I find it

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daughterofhecata · 2 years

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End of 2022 ??? Fic Rec List

[Hatte ja schon angekündigt, auch für 2022 wieder eine Fic Rec List machen zu wollen, und hier ist sie jetzt also. Beinhaltet: Link und Kurzbeschreibung des/der Autor_in, Raiting, getaggte Charaktere und wordcount. Die Reihenfolge ist streng chronologisch (außer bei zusammengehörigen stories). Und ich führe ausschließlich beendete Stories auf. Sorry, dass der Post so lang ist, aber es fühlt sich falsch an, irgendwo arbitrarily ein readmore zu setzen.]

Distractions (ff.de/ao3) by ramenturtle (@maislabyrinthsverirrung); E; Peter/Skinny; 1164 Wörter

Während Skinny in der Bibliothek versucht ein Geschäft klar zu machen, wird er von einem außerordentlich konzentrierten Peter Shaw und seinem Bleistift gestört.

Totgesagte leben länger (ff.de/ao3) by 4yana/Ann4yana (@thymelessink); P18/M; Justus/Hugenay, Peter, Bob; 16838 Wörter

Die drei Fragezeichen bekommen den Auftrag, einen ihnen bekannten Dieb zu jagen. Besonders Justus macht der Fall diesmal zu schaffen.

Der unzuverlässige Erzähler by @pointwhitmark

Renaissance (ff.de/ao3); E; Peter/Cotta, Cotta/Reynolds; 7954 Wörter

Peter will ein Fantasie Cottas Wirklichkeit werden lassen und kommt noch spät in dessen Büro. Schließlich erfährt er auch noch ein gut gehütetes Geheimnis und ihm wird ein sehr spezielles Angebot gemacht.

Von Füchsen und Telefonen (ff.de/ao3); E; Cotta/Reynolds, Peter/Cotta; 11652 Wörter

„So, du und Reynolds. Kann ich mir irgendwie nicht vorstellen.“ ODER Cotta erzählt Peter von seinem ersten Zusammentreffen mit Reynolds und die logische Konsequenz sind Telefonsex und philosophische Gespräche.

Vom Bittersüßen und Unbegreifbaren (ff.de/ao3); T; Cotta/Reynolds, Peter/Cotta; 7105 Wörter

Ein weiteres Telefonat zwischen Peter und Cotta; über Hochzeiten und Tragödien.

Zwischenspiele, Träume und beste Freunde (ff.de/ao3); E; Cotta/Peter, Cotta/Reynolds, Peter/Reynolds; 25202 Wörter

Weitere Geschichten von Cotta und Reynolds und was Peters Unterbewusstsein so daraus macht.

Weihnachten ist für die Kinder (ff.de/ao3); E; Cotta/Reynolds, Peter/Cotta; 32395 Wörter

Cotta und Peter sehen sich in Rocky Beach wieder. Cotta erzählt von einer eskalierenden Weihnachtsfeier, über seinen neuen vierbeinigen Mitbewohner bis hin zu (k)einer Schwangerschaft. Series

Manchmal lohnt sich ein Einbruch (ff.de/ao3); E; Peter/Cotta, Cotta/Reynolds, Peter/Reynolds; 6597 Wörter

Als Stand-alone lesbar. Peter, schon länger in Rocky Beach als Einbrecher unterwegs, bricht aus Versehen ausgerechnet bei Kommissar Reynolds ein und wird zu allem Überfluss von Inspektor Cotta dabei erwischt. Die beiden Polizisten sind aber bereit, von einer Verhaftung und Anzeige anzusehen – gegen eine gewisse Gegenleistung.

Der große Knall (ff.de/ao3); E; Cotta/Peter, Cotta/Reynolds, Peter/Reynolds; 33443 Wörter

Peter erfährt, wie für Cotta und Reynolds erst alles sehr viel schlimmer wird, ehe es besser wird. Außerdem erfährt er, dass Cotta eine kalifornische Kulturtechnik nicht beherrscht und bekommt eine weitere seiner geheimsten Fantasien in die Tat umgesetzt.

Zum Geburtstag (ff.de/ao3) by 4yana/Ann4yana; P12/G; Justus/Victor; 2233 Wörter

Peter und Justus beschatten nachts eine Schmugglerbande. Als der Käufer auftaucht, nimmt sich Justus vor, zwei Fliegen mit einer Klappe zu schlagen.

I always say the wrong things (ff.de/ao3) by Chreaders; P18; Peter/Skinny, 4294 Wörter

Obwohl Peter dachte, er wäre besser auf diese Wörter vorbereitet gewesen, fühlte es sich an als hätte ihm jemanden ein Eimer kaltes Wasser übergeschüttet. Immerhin schien Skinny nicht aufzufallen, was in Peters Kopf vorging. Oder wenn er etwas merkte, sagte er zumindest nichts dazu. Wahrscheinlich war es ihm auch einfach egal. - Peter macht sich viel zu viele Gedanken, Skinny vielleicht ein bisschen zu wenig -

One week (ff.de/ao3) by @manahiel; G; Cotta, Goodween, assorted other Rocky Beach Cops; 9040 Wörter

Es ist Goodweens erste Woche im Rocky Beach Police Department und bisher hätte alles nicht schlechter laufen können: die Kollegen, mit denen er sich gut versteht, sind angeblich korrupt und Cotta, um den sich das Ganze zu drehen scheint, nimmt ihn mit zu einem Einsatz zu den "Drei Fragezeichen" - irgendeiner ominösen Gruppe, von der Goodween sich noch nicht sicher ist, wer oder was sie sind. (Oder: wie Goodween in den Besitz seiner ersten Visitenkarte der Drei Fragezeichen kam und sich beinahe niemals mit Cotta und den anderen angefreundet hätte)

Postisometrische Relaxation (ff.de/ao3) by @dodo157; E; Peter/Cotta, Jeffrey, Justus, Bob; 14019 Wörter

Peter. Cotta. Fitnessstudio. Sport frei!

Happy Valentine’s Day (ff.de/ao3) by Begon; P18/M; Skinny/Dylan; 1793 Wörter

Dylan gibt Skinny einen weiteren Grund, den Valentinstag zu hassen.

What’s Almost Killing Me Is Being Sober (ff.de/ao3) by Tiargo; P16/M; Skinny/OC; 2123 Wörter

„Sind die zwei Minuten um?“ Jenna sah auf ihr Handy, dann auf den Test den sie zwischen ihren Fingern hielt. Und nur der kurze Augenblick in dem sie erstarrte, verriet Skinny was er wissen musste, sie war schwanger.

GOT YOUR NAME ON MY ASS TATTOOED (ff.de/ao3) by 400Lux (@keravnous); P18; Skinny/Bob; 10569 Wörter

Skinner und Stan besuchen einen Stripclub, Skinner kocht über vor jealousy, jealousy und markiert sein Territorium. [skinny/stan 18+], inspo von momdailykos ohrring!au

Sommerhitze (ff.de/ao3) by motherfucking_vigilance (@maxwellshimbo); E; Justus/Peter/Bob; 5346 Wörter

Justus kommt nach einer Studienreise endlich wieder nach Hause. Peter und Bob erwarten ihn schon.

Mitternächtliches Gedankenkarussell (ff.de/ao3) by Anaho; not rated; Peter/Skinny; 445 Wörter

Auch Mitten in der Nacht wird Peter nun von Gedanken an Skinny geplagt, doch dieses Mal missfallen ihm die Gedanken nicht so sehr wie sie sollten…

Kleines Kätzchen (ff.de/ao3) by Anaho; T; Peter/Skinny; 1471 Wörter

“Stört dich etwa der Gedanke, Shaw?”, fragte Skinny nachdem sie sich voneinander gelöst hatten. “Vielleicht”, gab Peter offen zu. Ein kleines Lächeln zeichnete sich auf seinem Gesicht ab. “Vielleicht würde ich den Leuten gerne zeigen, dass du doch einen Besitzer hast. Jemanden, zu dem du immer wieder zurückkommst” “Und wie würdest du das machen? Etwa mit nem kleinen Lederhalsband?”

Niemandes Tochter (ff.de/ao3) by nitrosyl (@lesen-schreiben-bruchrechnen); P18; Brittany; 5236 Wörter

Lügnerin, Betrügerin, Diebin. Mutter Märtyrin. Sie hat diesen liebevollen, weichen Jungen ruiniert, das weiß Brittany. Sie nimmt alles und gibt nichts. Die gefallene Frau. Sie lässt sich zerstören, für eine Nacht innerhalb von vier Wänden, mit jemandem, den sie nicht kennt. Ist er anders als andere? Sie weiß nicht, zu wem man betet. Sie geht auf die Knie. Sie sollte sich schämen. Aber da ist nur Leere.

Gespenster im Kopf (ff.de/ao3) by @moonyinatrenchcoat; not rated; Bob/Skinny; 8577 Wörter

Skinny spukt einiges durch den Kopf. Bob macht das ganze erst schlimmer, dann besser.

beneath the rose tendrils (ff.de/ao3) by Peaches Allister (@bruisesandbitemarks); P18; Justus/Skinny; 6533 Wörter

Gemeinsam mit seinen Kollegen verfolgt Justus die Spur zweier Drogendealer und kehrt nicht mehr zurück - und das ausgerechnet an dem Tag, an dem er mit Kochen dran ist! Skinny ist nicht für seinen langen Geduldsfaden bekannt. Besonders dann nicht, wenn er hungrig ist. Er beschließt, ihm den Arsch zu retten. Natürlich nur um an seine heißgeliebte Lasagne zu kommen! [Justus X Skinny - slightly established relationship]

Einen Schritt voraus (ff.de/ao3) by 4yana/Ann4yana; P16/T; Justus/Victor, Peter, Bob; 4687 Wörter

Bei dem Versuch, wertvolle Gemälde zurückzuholen, wird Justus angefahren und landet im Krankenhaus.

Muttertocher (ff.de/ao3) by nitrosyl; P16; Brittany; 4915 Wörter

Was ist sie: ein Teufel, eine Hexe, die gefallene Frau. Sie hintergeht und sie zerstört. Sie verführt und belügt. Sie nimmt alles und gibt nichts. Wenn es ohnehin jeder denkt, wieso sollte sie es dann nicht wahrmachen? Brittany wird auf freien Fuß gesetzt, nachdem der Franzose und der Nachtschatten des Jaccard-Gemäldes nicht habhaft werden konnten – aber sie braucht die beiden nicht. Sie hat längst etwas anderes ins Auge gefasst, sie fühlt keine Scham; sie will, was sie verdient. Vielleicht auch ein bisschen Rache.

Wetteinsätze (ff.de/ao3) by @manahiel; G; Caroline/Monique, Cotta/Goodween; Justus, Peter, Bob; 2136 Wörter

Monique hielt Caroline sanft am Oberarm fest, bevor diese ihrem armen Bruder, der seine Worte bestimmt wirklich nicht auf diese Weise gemeint hatte, noch den Kopf abriss, lächelte ihr augenzwinkernd zu und baute sich dann vor Cotta und Goodween auf, rollte probehalber ihre Schultern zurück. „Lass mich das mal regeln, Caro. - Also, Jungs, was haltet ihr von einer Wette?" Grinsend sah sie zu ihnen hinauf. Goodween verlagerte sein Gewicht schon den ganzen Tag auf sein rechtes Bein, weil er letzte Nacht bei einem Bar-Einsatz an der Stelle etwas abbekommen hatte. Cotta war sowieso immer übermüdet. Das würde viel zu einfach werden.

Oder: Cotta und Goodween verlieren eine Wette.

Ein Angebot von Zärtlichkeit (ff.de/ao3) by nitrosyl; P18; Peter/Skinny/Kelly; 28779 Wörter

Etwas weckt Peter. Neben ihm schläft Kelly, aber das Zweite, was er sieht, ist ein bloßer Rücken: Jemand sammelt seine Anziehsachen von ihrem Schlafzimmerfußboden auf. Sie haben gestern auf der Party einen jungen Mann mit nach Hause genommen – dass es ausgerechnet dieser junge Mann ist, das erwartet Peter nach dem Aufwachen nicht. | Kelly x Peter x Skinny | College-AU

Kids and drunk tell the truth (ff.de/ao3) by October_Blonde; G; Justus, Peter, Bob, Cotta; 2281 Wörter

Nach einer Schlägerei landen die drei Detektive bei Inspektor Cotta. Während Bob alles lustig findet und Justus nicht aufhören kann zu Fachsimpeln, ehe er seine Existenz hinterfragt, kann Peter nicht aufhören mit dem Inspektor zu flirten.

Unvermeidbar (ff.de/ao3) by @manahiel; G; Cotta/Goodween; Justus, Peter, Bob; 2760 Wörter

Egal, wo Cotta ist - irgendwie schaffen es die drei Fragezeichen immer in seiner Nähe aufzutauchen, auch, wenn er eigentlich gerade sehr gerne mit Goodween alleine sein würde.

Intoxicated (ff.de/ao3) by Tiargo; P16/M; Skinny/Dylan, Skinny/Peter; 10706 Wörter

Skinny muss erleben, dass Liebe ein Gefängnis sein kann in das er sich selbst gesperrt hat.

Bubbles (ff.de/ao3) by @crazy-walls; P6/G; Bubbles, Cotta, Caroline; 775 Wörter

Weihnachtsvorbereitungen im Hause Cotta aus einer ganz besonderen Perspektive.

Bobby (ff.de/ao3) by @pointwhitmark; E(ao3locked); Bob/Skinny, Bob/Cotta, mentioned Bob/Kelly; 3831 Wörter MIND THE TAGS

Bob hat Mist gebaut. Bob braucht dringend Geld. Bob sieht jünger aus als er ist. Skinny hat die richtigen Kontakte, um das zu Geld zu machen. Die Aktion nimmt eine bedrohliche Wendung, als Cotta sich als ‚Kunde‘ entpuppt.

Außerdem eigentlich alles von @alintheshitposter (ff.de/ao3) zB Luxuskörper (Plural) (ff.de/ao3) und @peppsta (ff.de/ao3) zB Eine Pause (ff.de/ao3)

#fic rec #end of 2022 #die drei fragezeichen #die drei ???#drei fragezeichen #yes i'm definitely biased but it's less 'exclusively friends of mine' than last year? xD #if you're looking for peter/bob you might want to try making your own rec list because i barely read that anymore #@alintheshitposter und @peppsta hoffe ihr verzeiht mir diese form des recs aber da war einfach die auswahl zu groß 🙈😄#falls jemand hier nicht getaggt ist der aber auch (unter anderem namen) auf tumblr ist shoot me a message and i'll tag you #und auch andersherum if you want to remain mysterious but i linked you to your ao3/ff.de account here i'll remove it if you want xD #anyways #finds super faszinierend wie viel im endeffekt doch nicht crossposted wird #also falls jemand generell nur auf einer der beiden seiten unterwegs ist: hier ist meine liste dessen was ihr vielleicht verpasst habt!#long post #kaj rambles

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