#Writing in Obscurity

[somanyfandomsorkinafs]

(I am ~buzzing~ with ideas…. Allow me to release some)

Once Danny was an adult, he decided to join Ellie in her ‘permanent world tour’. It’s better than staying in Amity where the opinion of Phantom hasn’t gotten much better. Besides, the portal caused the veil to get weaker, allow ghost to wreak havoc where ever they want.

He’s met a lot new ghost cause of this too. Old as Mycenaean Greece to non humans who came to Earth and died there. Danny’s learnt so much from them that he’s basically a walking in Encyclopaedia.

So, Danny’s decided “fuck it.” and has it became a part-time history teacher. It’s fun! He knows the details by heart and is able to make it more fun than just droning on about the same old wars and whatever. He enjoys it, the kids enjoy it and the ghosts having their stories told!

Of course, this does cause some problems when people try to correct him. Danny’s argument? “I got them correct sources.”

And when anyone asks him how knows his sources are correct? “My source was there when it happened.”

Cue the dc world thinking that Danny’s just some immortal guy whose decided to use his immortality for good(TM)

[weatheredfailnot]

Whenever I feel like writing my WOL getting beat up I just pull up the FFXIV statuses wiki page

[cozylittleartblog]

Columbo and the Knight (1984)

put me in the universe where Columbo ran through the 1980s and had a crossover episode with Knight Rider. I think they deserved it, and I am not just saying that because they're my two favorite Old Shows. @telebeast wrote a little fanfic blurb about it and I HAD to visualize it into a comic (which is also the longest comic I have finished thus far at five pages...), so writing credit goes to them.

Autism W!

[miltonlibassistantn1fan]

ROBOTS WITH CHRONIC ILLNESS. ROBOTS THAT NEED TO STAY HOOKED INTO THE GRID OR RLSE THEY SHUT DOWN IN A FEW MINUTES. ROBOTS WHO CAN'T TRAVEL BECAUSE THEYRE HOOKED INTO A BANK OF BATTERIES

ROBOTS WHO OPERATE WAY ABOVE HUMAN PROCESSING AND COGNITION SO THEY INTERRUPT AND ANSWER QUESTIONS BEFORE YOUVE ASKED THEM

DO YOU HEAR ME CA. YOU HEAR ME....

[rrredgi]

More sketches

[skidcd-megamix]

Can you guys watch the abalings for me??

[obibail]

truly love the levels of haunting the narrative that go on in expedition 33

real verso, despite never being present outside flashbacks, is always hovering in the background of the world he created as its literal dead god while his grief-stricken family apocalyptically fights over his memory. everything that is happening is and has always been about a man we don’t ever meet.

post act 1, gustave immediately goes from person to symbol. the expedition uses their grief over losing the person that was arguably their heart and his memory to push themselves on. they invoke him before battles, his inventions are partially what make their fight possible. in that way, even though he dies barely halfway into the game, he never really leaves.

meanwhile painted verso is front and center actively hunting the narrative and doing everything in his power to not just escape it and finally die but destroy it altogether and end the cycle of grief that created it. and he’s right.

[serpentface]

Here's what typical vestment for The Odomache looks like.

The pelt of the lion that was originally sacrificed and worn raw for her incarnation is retained throughout the years of service, preserved and fashioned into a headdress and cape (obscuring a helmet). This can get dreadfully hot in the summer but no one ever said that being a hollowed out pathway for God's spirit was easy.

The body is always obscured near completely, barring the hands, feet, and parts of the face (philosophically, these are the body's least vulnerable parts as its modes of Action, though this is in large part a practicality). This is partially a matter of psychological enforcement that this person is not Just a human, and partly a matter of protecting the part of God's living spirit that's in a wholly human body. Conceptually, the Odomache Enables tremendous power rather than being intrinsically powerful in of herself, so all manners of protecting the metaphysically vulnerable human body are of tantamount importance in her case.

The complete obscuring of any identifiable feminine form is also notably important to the underlying philosophies and biases involved. It is necessary that she is female, a condition ascribed a unique malleability to change and transformation (for good or harm), but the act of female/non-male sex and gender assignment also serves to uphold an underclass in a patriarchy that she By Necessity must be distanced from. This extends beyond the masculinized social and dress performance of Odonii to a masculinized social performance with dress that utterly obscures any part of the body that could be gendered, and dress that is not gendered in of itself (women do wear less revealing clothing than men and skirts of similar length, but the act of Fully covering the body in this form exists outside of the bounds of gendered dress).

[[It should be noted that on a historical level, this role is largely a descendant of a variety of 'celibate and/or masculinized female religious authority' figures in pre/proto-Wardi societies stretching back centuries, rather than an emergent property of contemporary religion and philosophy. This is an adaptation of older roles and worldviews to securely fit the contemporary zeitgeist, and that's part of why many aspects of this role Superficially clashes with said zeitgeist.]]

The relatively undecorated white cloak and robes in comparison to culturally favored displays of color and opulence further emphasizes a sense of the Odomache's separation from humanity. The Wardi image of God is not a human lord, but rather the world itself and the functions of the world distilled into the forms of animals. Human hierarchies exist Within God rather than God having a place within human hierarchies, so in this philosophy it's natural for this particular person of high authority to not closely resemble a Human Authority.

This is still ultimately a human body existing at the top end of a human hierarchy (and in the dimension of religious thought, it a human body holding aspects of God most specifically concerned with maintaining concepts of 'right' civilization and hierarchy), so public-facing garb like this will still include a few mundane trappings of lordship such as this fancy gold khattanocuy displaying an image of an enemy being trampled by the Face Odomache as the guardian lion. Purely ceremonial garb for the Odomache hides the body in its entirety beneath the white cloak and forgoes all decoration save for the obligatory weaponry.

A sword and dagger is worn at all times as a matter of being the ultimate physical bastion of her society's military might, and she is always accompanied by a retinue of 'lieutenants' (Extremely elite servants/squires) who carry whatever other elements of her perpetual armament are not currently in use. These weapons are Completely ceremonial in nature (to the point that they're made or plated with gold rather than anything like, durable) and there is absolutely zero expectation that the Odomache will ever directly engage in combat (the times this has happened historically have been when things have gone horribly wrong).

Her face is usually masked in public, though this is not a strict necessity of the role and is forgone for some ceremonial purposes. On these occasion, it's standard to paint the face red to still partly obscure human features in the same fashion of battlefield Odonii. As the color of blood, it positively evokes bodily vitality and strength, the living spirit of the world itself and the mode of connection to God (and will also be reminiscent of the rite of incarnation during which she is Actually covered in blood)

[novicedraws]

I'm so normal about them

[anna-scribbles]

calling all miraculous fans who watched anime in middle school

PLEASE tell me what you think adrien’s favorite anime is. bonus points for characters you think he would relate to / want to be friends with

[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine going to an amusement park with Sylus, Luke, and Kieran for your birthday

— Birthday Present for @cantstoptheimagines —

"Boss, she cheated!" Luke cries out, throwing a hand over his forehead and jostling his sunglasses as he does so. Acting like he's in great despair, Luke falls back as if he had fainted and Kieran stretches out his arms to catch his older brother. He lets his head flop to the side, his black face mask covers his face but you know that he's probably hiding a smile underneath it.

Quick to follow his twin's lead, Kieran fans his brother's face with his hand as he begins to wail. "Luke, no! Don't go into the light!" Though you can't see his face because he was donning the same sunglasses and face mask as Luke, Kieran was probably putting on an award-winning performance.

Holding the crow plushie the stall owner had given you for winning the duck shooting game, your eyes narrow as you stare at the twins, letting out a huff at their theatrics though a smile threatens to break out on your face. "I didn't cheat! I shot that last duck fair and square. It's not my fault I was quicker."

You turn to face Sylus who is walking a few steps behind the three of you, his arms crossed across his chest and an amused look on his face. Standing in place so he could reach you, your free hand rests on your waist. When he reaches you, your eyes meet his red ones and he raises an eyebrow at you, waiting for you to speak. "You saw that I didn't cheat, right Sylus?"

Grabbing his chin with one hand, Sylus lets out a hum as if in deep thought, and recalling the incident that happened just a few minutes ago was huge trouble. His eyebrows furrow and his eyes jump between the three of you. A smirk grows on his face at how each of you stares expectantly at him, eager to see who he would side with.

"I don't know, kitten. I think I recall you pushing Luke during the game."

Your eyes widen at Sylus' statement and you let out an indignant gasp. You throw the plushie at him which he catches with ease as he lets out a loud laugh at your offended reaction. "I did not cheat! I'm a Deepspace Hunter on the Alpha Team. Why would I need to cheat in a shooting game? I'm a genius with guns!"

Crossing your arms across your chest, you face Luke and Kieran with a determined look on your face. Then let's have a rematch! I'll show you that my win was not a fluke." Turning to look at Sylus, you stick your tongue out at him, ignoring the way he chuckles at you. "And that I don't need to cheat to win."

[blackknight-kai]

Wukong and Expedition 33

So….you may be wondering what does Wukong have to do with a game that CLEARLY has nothing to do with him? (I just finished watching the game and my brain was running the whole time on this.)

I’ll tell you.

Monoco.

Here he is, arguably the best character in the game (IN MY OPINION BECAUSE I LOVE HIM.)

Okay! So curious where I’m going with this? Monoco is technically named after a dog (the game studios dog). But if you look at him you notice some things.

A. He’s kinda built funky - almost human like but not.

B. That white fur & Mask & has runes etched into him (reminds me of NR Wukong)

C. He carries a staff (it has different attachments per staff).

D. He has MANY transformations which he uses in combat as his abilities and is OP (he steals the feet of the enemies and uses them to transform- don’t ask idk either).

E. HIS FEET! He has MONKEY FEET!

F. He is made of an element - not stone but Wood.

G. He honestly kinda looks baboon/monkey like.

H. He LOVES fighting. Like his idea of a date and good time is fighting/sparring and cleaning his stolen feet (couples grooming time 🤣).

I. (edit) Also, he squats like a monkey in battle!

In game you have a MAJOR bromance with him it’s honestly so god damn funny & I WISH they allowed for more time for him. Because there’s grooming, sparring, joking, and care!!!! Ugh. He is genuinely hysterical!! And love mayhem!

Anyway, I don’t have much else 🤣 just sad he didn’t have as much screen time & camp “not dates”.

[corseque]

my very hottest Clair Obscur take and don't take this too seriously or write me essays because I don't particularly care to argue, I just think it's interesting that I have never seen anyone say this one.

but I consider deep in my heart that Sciel and Lune are also Shitty Wizards in my beloved Shitty Wizard book, equally shitty and selfish to the rest of them, pitiable in their circumstances, but not more innocent, for this reason:

they both listened very carefully to Renoir's arguments and said, "You know what? That sounds fine. That sounds good, even. I'd like to stay alive forever anyway, even if it means my young teenage friend/ward/fellow expeditioner will die for me, will die for us."

Not a moment's hesitation. To them, it is worth sacrificing Maelle for more halcyon time for Lumiere. Because they listened to Renoir, they are fully aware Maelle will die.

It's actually the exact opposite of the conclusion that both Gustave AND Verso came to. Gustave said in a fury, "fuck the mission!" in one pivotal conversation where Lune carefully grilled Gustave on whether he would actually sacrifice all of Lumiere for Maelle - the question that went unanswered, until the end of his life when he proved that he would not run and leave her to give a better chance for Lumiere's survival. By not preserving the Lumina Converter over Maelle's safety, Gustave would save Maelle even if it meant a worse outcome for Lumiere.

Both of Maelle's brothers were emotionally unable to sacrifice Maelle, sacrifice their dear sister, for the good of the group.

But Sciel "I would sacrifice you in a heartbeat if it meant I'd see my husband again"? Lune "For the good of Lumiere?"? They have the opposite belief, and they seem very content indeed in the ending that hinges their newfound immortality on the health of a grieving teenager.

I just have not seen anyone point this out before, and do not be too angry because I believe it makes them more interesting characters along the lines of the complexity of the Dessendre family.

What horrifies me about that ending is that Gustave is there, rebuilt in such a way that either he is unaware of what is happening to Maelle, or with a personality so changed so as to no longer care, after we saw play out that her safety was something he would give his life for. Sends a shiver down my spine.

The painting dwellers were born to the whims of mortal gods, which is tragic for them, but in this version of the story, their very nature also gives them the power to live beyond the bounds of mortality. They are no longer even mortal. They do not have to worry about death the way their mortal creators do. They no longer have mortal concerns. They are immortals in paradise, beyond the fear of death, beyond the fear of loss, and they are not thinking of their young friend's well-being at all. Which is very interesting to me, and makes them more nuanced and better characters, that they are also understandably selfish.

[helga-grinduil]

Wait... VERSO DIED WHEN HE WAS 26. ALICIA CANNOT POSSIBLY BE 16 YEARS OLD OUTSIDE THE CANVAS... If she was 10 years younger than him, she would've been a toddler in the flashback of Aline teaching all 3 of them to Paint.

WAS ALICIA IN HER EARLY TWENTIES THIS ENTIRE FUCKING TIME???????????

[miltonlibassistantn1fan]

I wonder if angels would fall in love with spacecraft and satellites. I wonder if they'd pine for them from afar while flying through space. I wonder if they'd follow satellites we don't retrieve out into deep space.

I wonder if they'd sing with the satellites that continue to transmit to an Earth that can no longer hear them.

I wonder if they'd cry and wail when the satellite goes silent and beg to hear its voice again. They'd want to touch the side so badly but fear burning a hole inside.

They'd follow the corpse around for centuries, singing and hoping one day it would sing again to them.

Gently

Oh so gently.

They'd rip a piece of their holy light out of their chest and stuff it in a pin sized burnt hole in the satellite near important capacitors. Near the battery. Near cables that had broken from radiation and dust.

They'd hover their hands over the beautiful shining solar panels. They'd pray and cry begging them to wake again. To sing again.

Eventually they'd wake. They'd embrace, wing against wing and sing into the void, burning like a binary star.

[so-mordor-itis]

(Kinda Clair Obscur spoilers? Read at your own risk ;w;)

Verso's love...

Verso’s love is quiet. It’s sneaky, lurking. He’s never there at all once, careful not to give too much of himself away. You get pieces of his personality, pieces of his humor. He slides you facts about himself as if you two were interrogating each other and he wanted to pass you at least one more secret before something unexpected happens, as if he knows the world will explode but does not have the heart to inform you. Verso has trained himself to observe, not wanting to know every crafted detail, but at least enough where he can plan ahead. He reads your body language. He’ll know if you want something before you even open your mouth. 

When he realizes you’re growing fond of him, maybe even more than that, his heart drops. Growing close to someone is painful, especially in the circumstance he finds himself in. Yet, a part of him wants desperately for a connection like this. He wants to love, to feel love, to give it. He craves it, but he doesn’t even know entirely why. Is it because of how many years he’s been alive? Is it because if he gives into loving someone, he can attempt to erase his doubts? (He knows the latter is a childish wish, but a human one nonetheless.) 

Verso is fighting himself as he speaks to you. His heart stirs seeing your cheeks curve with your smile, his eyes falling to your lips again and again. He forces himself to smile back when you reply to something he previously said. He doesn’t remember what he said, but if it made you smile he supposes it was good. Perhaps, for a little longer, he’ll continue to watch you. The war in his head will wage on, even if something sparks. 

He just wishes his happiness didn’t require swallowing large truths.