#but I'm still going to die because dude I'm not built for this

[etakeh]

...EXCESSIVE HEAT WATCH IN EFFECT FROM SATURDAY AFTERNOON THROUGH MONDAY EVENING... * - WHAT...Dangerously hot conditions with maximum temperatures up to 95 possible. Minimum temperatures of 65 are possible. * WHERE...Portions of northwest Oregon and southwest Washington. * WHEN...From Saturday afternoon through Monday evening

Let's get this summer started! Yay! Heatstroke and heat islands and heat rising from every surface!

fuuuuuck I hate summer. Used to be, you could play outside during the summer. Now, you go outside for more than 10 minutes and you start smelling roasted long pig and go "wow, who's cooking human flesh around here? I thought I left that back in my home town of [redacted]" and then realize it's YOU that's cooking and everyone thinks you're weird for recognizing the smell.

ugh.

Anyway, be safe out there. If you can, stick a couple of frozen water bottles in your car/bag for the people on the street.

[krirebr]

Relax

Pairing: Jake Jensen x f!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: ~500 words

A/N: I watched The Losers this afternoon for the first time in years to try to combat the Migraine Sads™ and I immediately wanted to grab Jensen's hand and tell him, "Oh no, baby, just stop." So here that is. 😂

It was the middle of a Tuesday afternoon and the bar was predictably dead. A couple was finishing up an appetizer sampler in the corner booth and a man and a woman sat a few seats apart at the bar. That was it. You were working alone, busying yourself rolling silverware.

As you worked through your stack, you saw the man at the bar leave his seat and move down towards the woman. He was cute with spiky blonde hair and a goatee that was kind of dorky but worked on him. Most importantly, he was fucking built. That fact forgave a lot of follicular sins. The woman was pretty. Brunette with a soft round face. But she'd been nursing an Old Fashioned for the last hour and was giving real fuck-off vibes as she compulsively checked her phone. This wasn't going to go well, but you were bored and kind of wanted to watch the train wreck, so you moved down to their end of the bar as subtly as you could.

"So, uh, you come here often?" he asked her, then grimaced. You resumed your rolling, trying to act like you weren't paying attention. "Yeah, no," he continued when she didn't respond. "I've been here a few times." He nodded to her drink. "I also like drinking. It's fun." He scowled but didn't seem able to stop himself. "And good." He shifted his eyes to the corner of the ceiling, looking like he wanted to die. This poor baby. She shot him a glare and moved to one of the high tops on the far side of the room to finish her drink. He just nodded in response.

You filled a shot glass with top-shelf whiskey and placed it in front of him. "On the house," you said.

He took and drank it without looking up then put his face in his hands. "I'm so fucking embarrassing," he mumbled. "Why is it so hard to talk to chicks?"

"Well, my first piece of advice would be to not use the word 'chicks' so much."

He chuckled, still looking down at the bar. "Any other advice?" he asked.

"Yeah," you said. "You gotta relax, dude."

He huffed. "Yeah, easy for you to sa-" he looked up at your face and stopped mid-sentence. His mouth just hung open for a moment then he took a breath to say something you were sure would be horribly awkward.

"Relax," you said again and poured him another shot. "Can I let you in on a little secret?"

"Uh, sure," he said, taking the shot seemingly unconsciously.

"You're really hot," you said with a grin. "You don't need to try so hard."

You could see his brain short-circuit. "Uh, what?"

"You heard me," you smirked.

"Why does it feel like you're flirting with me?" he asked, adorably confused.

"Because that's exactly what I'm doing," you said. "I guess I like the awkward ones."

He blushed and ducked his head bashfully. "I'm Jake," he said, extending his hand to you. You took it and gave him your name.

You checked your watch. "Well, Jake, I'm done here in about two hours," you said with a significant look.

He gave you another cute, little confused look and then, "Oh! You mean-?" You just smiled at him and he matched it with a grin of his own that lit up his whole face. "Ok, two hours then."

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[chococolte]

Dude imagine sagau al-haitham getting on his knees infront of you😳😳 I would die

word count. 1k

୨୧ — ꒰ cw. yandere, unhealthy relationships, possessive & obsessive thoughts/behaviors, religious + cult themes, sagau + cult au, g/n reader. i do not condone yanderes irl.

୨୧ — ꒰ a/n. i'm going to cry if when he gets released my characterization winds up being completely off that would be so embarrassing.... anyway, i wrote this really quickly and gave it only a brief look over, so i'm sorry for the quality and any repeat words etc!!

Al-Haitham pretends like his knees do not tremble.

His feet beg him to leave. But his bones stay etched into place, like markers long left into earth. Fear clutches at his heart because it is you in front of him— you, blazing like the sun. You, glowing like the moon. You, his God.

The cold sensation seeps into his flesh as your gaze burns his skin. He wishes for nothing more than to rip it off to sinew and muscle, the weight of your eyes almost unbearable. Do you find his appearance unpleasant? Is the sight of him alone enough to displease you?

It is an odd feeling, settling next to the encroaching frost of fear. A dwindling wick of flame that hopes you find him pleasing to the eye, that wishes his veins didn't burn so fiercely with worship as they do.

Al-Haitham is not one for gods. He is not one to pray, not one to worship, not one to conceive of ways to garner your attention— and yet here he kneels, bending on bruised and purple knees, his legs still throbbing from how quickly he arrived.

Up close, Al-Haitham reckons that most could not have resisted the urge to close their eyes. A tugging at the back of his mind tells him he is not meant to look upon you. But the gluttonous, sickening mortal in him wishes to stay fixed on your figure, to breathe you in like you are air— until you are a part of him, until he never has to go a moment without you.

"Come closer," you beckon, and Al-Haitham listens as if he is a dog. His body complies with your order, his body rumbles with pleasure at the thought of doing as you say. Unlike him, he thinks in the back of his mind— but it is also unlike him to adore you, it is also unlike him to still wish to feel the buzzing of your control.

Yet, he does regardless. He still yearns for you either way, despite how he aches not to be. It is not his place, not a burden he is meant to bear; a mortal man can only be so much. But his throat still tears every night, as every worship kept hidden in the morn ushers from his lips in a frenzy, as if begging for forgiveness.

He cannot be truthful to himself when he is awake, away from you. At night, he sees you, a wraith in his memories, colorful and bright— he can't hide from how tight in your clutches he is, and how he can't bear to free himself.

Al-Haitham dimly registers the pain of his knees on gelid marble, the stone offering no comfort, but the euphoria of your gaze numbs the sting. It's only a bleary thought, caked in mud and built on with the need to see you. The pain doesn't matter anymore, not when your hands are reaching forward, nails scratching against his cheeks.

Reverence stops him from leaning into the heat of your palms, stops him from saying every wretched thought lost in his head. He wants to speak until his tongue turns numb and his throat burns raw, but he reminds himself as to why he sits beneath you.

Still, the urge remains. You would understand him. He knows this well. Your understanding has no limit— he has felt it, your acceptance of every part of him, no matter how flawed or imperfect. Every other god has failed him, but you have not.

When you breathed life into him, he saw only a fraction of your thoughts; and how stunning were they, glinting and lucent in the black recesses of his mind. He caught glimpses of the breadth of your emotions, as deep and far from his understanding as the dark sea.

It is veneration that stops him from heaving his lungs, from asking every question no mortal nor faux god can claim to know the answer to.

But he does not. He clutches every urge and keeps them hidden away until he cannot breathe. Only when he has been granted your permission will he ever ask.

"Al-Haitham," you say. "My Haitham. You wonder why I have called for you, don't you?"

"Yes," is all he trusts himself to say, soft like baby's breath. His heart bursts with a foreign vibrancy, coursing through his veins until frissons ripple across his spine.

Your eyes roll over his body, lulling to a stop on his face.

Al-Haitham has never been so acutely aware of the minor faults of his features. He has never been so thoughtful as to how another may perceive him.

"Hmm," you hum, a smile gracing your lips. His heart flutters. "This. You look much better on your knees."

His breath catches in his throat. Al-Haitham stutters, blinking to make up for his gaping silence— but the buzz of warmth spreading from his chest speaks of rapture.

He has never thought that you may find him attractive.

Your laughter peals, and he is transported to a world where it is just the two of you. It is only him, and his God; it is only him, and the one person who truly understands him.

His eyes burn, but he doesn't dare to tear them away from you.

Your smile. He freezes, thinking of only how much he wishes for it to be ingrained into his memory, how the desire scorches him from the inside. He wants to call upon it any time and place, to hear you and lay his every breath at your feet.

"Closer." Your eyes crinkle, the glimmer of candlelight twinkling within. Al-Haitham listens just as he did before, taking a breath.

Your hands run up the side of his face, reaching until you feel the back of his neck. Al-Haitham would have pushed anyone else away. He would've slapped at their fingers, precious as his space is; but it is you touching him, blessing him with the sight of you.

He can't help but lean forward, unable to resist as he did before. Al-Haitham smells you on your wrists, your scent almost overwhelming his senses. His mind races to remember it, entrenching every thought with how the air parts in your wake— how the smell of your candles is attached to your silks and drapery, how he wants nothing more than to drown in it.

When he returns to his chambers, he will write every moment of your encounter until his fingers ache and his wrists are chafed raw to the bone, and every word is enough to send him back. Anything less, and he would be failing you.

But for now, his soul yearns to get lost in you a little longer.

[soimcoga]

"every major baddie problem in the lmk universe is caused by SWK not dealing with his shit properly"

exept he dealt with all the shit and i'm tired of people ignoring it to paint him as an ignorant, uncaring bastard.

(very very minor s4 spoilers, so the cut)

Demon Bull King? Got his ass whooped and was sealed away for however long years it took for an entire ass megapolis to be built literally on top of him, causing absolutely no trouble to anyone whatsoever. Oh, and what sealed DBK? The staff. And if you'd care to know SWK outside of the LEGOverse, you'd realize how strong was SWK's resolve to seal DBK - keep him relatively safe, one might say - by using his trusty staff. The guy would literally die seven times over than let go of this thing.

Also people like, ignore the fact that canonically SWK stuck around the area (for the most part to stalk MK, but still), so he was literally there to deal with the DBK family if something went southwards? He didn't, because MK was able to hold the staff and the legend of the Monkie Kid then began.

(also zero antagonistic feelings towards DBK from SWK, like, whatsoever. i bet the dude actually wanted DBK to be free, cuz he felt bad abt it)

Macaque? In a morally gray manner, still very dealt with. SWK killed the dude. He was literally as dealt with as it can be. Or what, should SWK have predicted that after thousand upon thousand of years later a spirit (he dealt with too) would pull Mac out of Diyu? Yeah, I'd like to see that thought process.

SWK isn't omnipotent, he isn't even that far-thinking. Never was, actually. So holding that against him is like, very stupid. Especially because you don't do it to any other character in the show. 

Spider Queen? Wouldja look at that, also pretty much dealt with. We don't really know how exactly, but we know that she lost literally every ounce of power she had and had to resort to living in the sewers, prolly never to cause troubles ever again because, well, we never even heard of her until the special. SQ was pulled onto the scene by the Lady Bone Demon.

Which is, again, something SWK couldn't predict even if he tried.

And now into the fun part.

Lady Bone Demon? Was sealed away by Tripitaka and also didn't cause any trouble until DBK decided to use this freaky coffin he knew literally zero things about for his plans.

"But he should've killed LBD!!!"

He tried. Believe him he tried. This decision just wasn't his, and if you hold it against him and not Tripitaka, shame on you.

"He should have told the crew about LBD!"

He really couldn't have.

And people thinking that are blatantly ignoring SWK's character. Not that obnoxious fan favorite uncaring bastard one.

SWK deals with things on his own. That is just how he is, how he always was and he never learned to do it the other way around. If that's a fight, he'll do it, because he's damn strong. If it's to scout the mountain, he'll do it, because Bajie is a lazy ass motherfucker. If it's to find food for Trip, he'll do it, cuz he's fast and his eyes are awesome.

Same applies here.

LBD? Tried to kill her and Trip didn't let me -> Basically I didn't do the job right -> WTF I always do my job right, I am Sun Wukong hello???

It was, dare I say, a question to his pride, and SWK will forever be prideful. And when he acts on his pride, he does it with style and flare, in the most stupid way possible.

Hence all of the s2 off-screen investigation arc.

"Well, he should've told about the Samadhi rings!"

It would've endangered Mei, questioned his at this point in time very shaky authority and ability to handle shit, and prolly would've fucked Mei up a very whole lot.

You don't go and say to a person that they are a part of the most dangerous seal in the world and could die and destroy everything they love because you fucked up long time ago (again, very much jabbing at his mentality of 'Sun Wukong can do no bad job, and if he does he'll better fucking die trying to make it right').

Was his plan a shitty one? Obviously. Like, no question asked, it was a shit show of a plan. Very in character, though (SWK handles all the shit because he thinks he can).

And this little character arc of SWK not learning a damn thing results in him, oh golly you would not believe it, running off to do things on his own because he thinks he can handle it, because he's THE Sun Wukong who already handled this in the past.

Who woulda thought.

MINOR S4 SPOILERS START HERE

And the new addition to the baddie group, Azure Lion. Won't be addressing all 'SWK is a betraying bitch' because the show refuses to give us SWK's perspective and I hate it.

But you already know what I will say, because you know the truth. He was dealt with. Got his ass whooped and sealed away in the inky scroll. To be pulled back onto the scene by a third party that Wukong literally couldn't have known about.

See a pattern?

SWK deals with the shit, some unknown variable meddles in it, suddenly SWK is an incapable asshole who left the problems for the poor lmk crew to deal with.

MINOR S4 SPOILERS END HERE

Wukong did his job. Someone fucked him over by undoing his job. He tried to deal with it again the only way he knows how, but the solo play doesn't fly anymore, so he made it kinda worse.

He's not an unbearable, incapable asshole because of it.

And I'm tired of people not seeing this.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk, I am Sun Wukong Apologist till the day I die.

Have a nice day!

[keline11]

Missa's deaths in ME (Minecraft Extremo)

(This was a 2 weeks series, he survived for 5 days until he lost his 3 lives, he survive with 1 life for 3 days.)

1st Death: Creeper (pushed him out the water and fell).

Missa, rubius and quackity were in a cave and quackity was messaging shadoune.

Shadoune: "Are you looking for caves?"

Quackity: "Looking for caves with rubius and missa"

Missa: *Dies*

Quackity: "Well with rubius"

2nd Death: Enderman (He didn't know that he shouldn't see the enderman).

The team was together

Rubius: "I'm going to try to kill this enderman"

Spreen: "No, it's boss, he has powers"

Missa: *Looks at it and the enderman starts chasing him*

Spreen: "Who look at the enderman?"

Missa: *Dies*

And guess what happend! he saw another enderman at spawn!! it was so funny from spreen pov, missa walking fast because he couldn't run while he screamed "I'm gonna die!" and the enderman behind him. XDDDD

(He's team were waiting for him at the entrance, but spreen decided to look for him.)

2.5 Death: The admins put a zombie in missa's cage, but he lagged so it didn't count. (The admins can spawn mobs if the players are just chilling)

His teammates built a cage for missa to protect him when he was left with one life, he had an opening so he can fish.

They had already made a grave for him.

"Missa, 2023, was left without a symphony" (Pun?: sinfonia=symphony).

They were acting as if missa was still dead.

Rub and sp: "This is your fault quackity, you leave him alone!"

Missa: "I am alive!"

Quackity: "Why did you cage him?... I still see him!"

Rubius: "I still hear him"

Spreen: "Let's put the day he died."

Quackity: "Tree seconds of silence, 1,2,3"

Missa: *Stands infront of his dead body*

Quackity: "Hey dude! move away, you are infront of our friend!"

Missa: "Oh! Sorry, sorry"

Rub, sp and q: *arguing who let missa die*

Shadoune: *to missa* "Welcome back"

Missa: "Thank you, shadoune"

And 3rd Death: Witch (he left fighting and protecting his teammate o7).

This was a silent death.

Spreen saw a clip of missa tanking zombies, eating a enchanted apple, saying that he did well (missa was so happy) so he gave him another one, he had that apple in his inventory but didn't use it. )8

Shadoune and Quackity made a homage, "MissaSinfonia 'The most crazy, ready to fight and badass'" (this is the closest I could think of a translation for that sign).

Shadoune: "Who are we gonna adopt now?"

Spreen: "No, we are not gonna adopt anyone, we adopt and then I am the one to suffer"

(They do adopt other friend of them.)

End of Missa in ME 1

Fun Facts?:

Their team name was "Vacio Legal"/"Legal Void" (They found legal loopholes in the regulations).

Missa died 3 times in front of spreen (enderman, zombie and the witch).

For the people that don't know c!missa sees c!spreen like a brother, they protect each other.

When he is fishing he puts this song: https://youtu.be/3K8lPynChZY?si=_fa06dhOOb6sTS29

Qmissa has already mention team vacio legal to chayanne and tallulah, but he just said small things.

In this series was when people started doing more fanart of his cubito and he was really happy, he loves the fanarts and the way everyone have his own creativity to draw his mc skin.

[licollisa]

i’d love to hear your take on sans’ personality!

i was going through your whole blog (as you do) and saw ur post on how sans tends to be mischaracterized, but fanon takes are also very normal and generally just fine, and i agree - i feel like some amount of personal spin from the author is always expected (and keeps things fresh and fun to a degree), but i also feel as if sans is a somewhat tough character to actually pin down when you’re writing him, so i’ve similarly had to drop some fic when they stray too widely from my non-negotiable sans traits lol. (like Being Calm and unruffled. bc while some of that is depression, a large part of it is Just The Way He’s Built lmao.)

Oh for sure, I also have my own set of Sans mischaracterization pet peeves in fics (though I'd often look the other way if the fic is well-written because beggars can't be choosers, no writer owes anyone a perfect Sans voice, fanfics are for fun, etc etc. Hell one of my favorite fics of all time portrayed Sans as an asshole and I'm not complaining because good god the writing is just THAT delicious and I still can't believe I'm reading it for free).

E.g Sans calling another adult (often times the MC) with 'kid'. Or like I've mentioned on another post, if he's quick to anger or aggressive enough to attack at the slightest provocation. Sometimes it's not a case of mischaracterization at all, just something I personally can't read without feeling like a wet kitten (the next time I read an overused skeleton related pun I will escape my own and DIE).

I often theorize why this is a Thing. I yearned to understand why I'm subjected to read yet another skele-ton, tibia, humerus, funny bone pun. Maybe since Undertale was popular with a big ass fanbase, and Sans is like our mascot, so when you combine this with a majority of the fandom being in the younger side -- youths full of time and creativity and energy though lacked the writing experience -- what's left of our poor skeleton is a pile of flanderized bones. Which is often the case when you're young and you just started writing because damn that blue skeleton is too romance able to deny (want write... But HOW write???).

You thought of some of his traits you often see (ketchup, touch Papyrus and die, blue glowing eye, epic bones & blaster attacks, puns, depression, have I mentioned the touch Papyrus and die? Puns again, threats, the bad time catchphrase, so on so forth) and you use these as a guiding bible to writing Sans the Skeleton. Boom, Sans x Reader 200k enemies to lovers.

,,,Bottom line is, I'm kind of sure the tendency to mischaracter him stems from Undertale's popularity and the younger part of the fandom. That, or after all these years, people had simply grown to love and accept Fanon Sans in all his slightly unlikeable behavior glory (heartwarming). So the inaccurate potrayal is now, like, on purpose -- on top of fanon him being easier to pin down because the canon guy are too tricky to pin down, like you said.

From what I've seen though, the canon Sans starts to get the love he deserves again! All is good. Now I can read a Sans x Reader 200k enemies to lovers, but with the actual dude this time. Awesome.

Ight, that said. I legit also think people should write him in the way that makes them the happiest. Sans is fictional but your happiness isn't. Even if your Sans will finally be the one to prompt me to escape my own skeleton. Or your Sans is RABID and deserves JAILTIME and GROWLS and BARA. Go wild, be free, and more importantly, have fun! <3

[monowires]

you know what fucks me up the most about me2, though? it isn't just the fact that there was a 2 year time gap, it's that that time didn't even pass for shepard.

shepard was, as jacob puts it, "in a coma or worse" for most of it—the only real conscious moment he has before waking up at the start of the game during the attack is that one moment where the sedatives wore off and he started waking up.

everyone he runs into gives him some form of "it's been two years, you shouldn't expect things to be the same," but it's literally been like blinking to shepard. he was asphyxiating in space and then he was fighting for his life in a cerberus facility. he's expected to handle this reorientation himself; it's never really talked about, not fully. he catches up with people like anderson on what's happened in the past two years, but it's never really clarified how he processes it. and even so, he makes a visible effort to try and understand it, to try and understand the viewpoints of old allies like kaidan and tali and garrus.

this is something that i feel a lot of the characters overlooked when chiding him for 'working with' cerberus. like, my dude died and then woke up immediately thereafter (to him) in a cerberus facility. his only options were to ally with them or die, and then the elusive man went to extensive lengths to make it such that shepard COULDN'T leave—where would he go? the normandy wasn't his anymore. what crew would he take with him? they'd all been contacted by cerberus beforehand.

it just breaks my heart, because he dies saving joker/his crew during the normandy attack, and is then thrust into the future—literally, to him—and expected to just get up and keep moving. he was never given any time to process it, never given any time to argue, never given any autonomy beyond which mission he did first.

in me3, he still isn't given the luxury of being understood—people don't trust him, and understandably so given the reputation cerberus built for itself—but they also don't listen to him. when he tries to defend himself by saying he didn't have much choice, he is told "isn't that just what they want you to say?"

even jack gives him shit for it, and she was with him in me2. and if he tries to say he knows, he knows cerberus is awful, she says something along the lines of 'i'm sure that'll comfort all the people they killed' and that just stung in the moment because it really shows how alone shepard is, how alone he always has been. how being alone is a necessity when you're tasked with the fate of the galaxy—how he has to sacrifice himself in more ways than one to ensure the continuity of time itself.

[fantasy-relax]

Cassandra

You feel that your fighting scenes are lacking so after playing with the children you go to the training grounds for inspiration. The middle daughter is quick to notice your presence.

"Want to see if you could enter? Oh mighty alpha! "

"No, I done fighting"

"done with it?"

She is interrupted by the trainer but her curiosity is touched. At the end she search for you and there you are sitting on the grass, writing and erasing in your journal. Before she can get close one of the male alpha apprentice get first, the talk starts tame but then she hear the mockery and insults to you, she interrupts with her temper barely contained.

"of course this pathetic alpha need the help of the weird omega!"

Her temper is flaring but before she could respond you do it without looking.

"of course this weird omega kick the ass of the stupid alpha talking shit, you should go to the medic I think your head is fucked up after that beating, or are you that imbecile?"

"you motherfucke-"

"if she have your face not thanks"

"Im gonna-"

"cry? Get lost before I make you eat dirt again"

The boy is gone cursing you, you get up and start walking, the brunette follows you.

"if you could defend yourself you should have done it"

"I don't give a shit about what he was saying I was tuning him out until you came"

" he will want revenge"

"Then I will talk with the captain, if he is like that as apprentice how he will be as a knight?"

"snitch"

"smart"

"you should have punch him"

" I told you, I'm done with fighting"

"what do you mean by done with fighting?"

"that I done with fighting"

"hahaha you are soo funny, you are a alpha! You should be aggressive and savage, not a coward hiding in the corner!"

"*sigh* my lady I am a orphan, since I can remember I been fighting for food, for attention, for my life. I don't wish to fight, I can, I can fight like a rat trapped in a bucket with coal but if I don't need then I will rest, I deserve to rest.

You walk away and she let's you go, she can say anything about that, after all the woman that birthed her only give them enough food to not die and even then is was too little for the three, Bela will give up her portion most of the time to feed Dani and her; beatings and insults were pretty common too, shit they not even known how to talk. They only understood pain, hunger and hate until mother adopted them and showed them about love, trust and safety.

So how can she shame you for searching peace when thats all what she wants for her family?

The next time she sits with you after her practice:

" how are you doing oh talented writer!"

" I think I getting there"

You show her your writing

"nah, this is not what a knight or swordman do"

That's the routine for Cassandra and you, some days both of you will be in the grounds, you will make a scene and she will show you how a fight like that will go. You write a lot more of action scenes and the children are amazed (Cassandra stand up proud of herself in the back when her schedule allow her) her sisters roll their eyes laughing softly.

The moment that she know that she is in love:

Is after a tournament, she was so close to win but she lost her balance in the last moment, she still receives ovation and praise because she was the youngest participant and the only omega, but in her way to the backroom she hears it.

"oh she kick your ass!"

"dude I not gonna fight with a omega girl"

"yeah I was soft too with her"

"this is only temporary, a fancy thing, she will understand that she is not built for this."

"really, omegas only are good for breeding"

She sees red.

The next thing she knows is that she is in the arms of her Mom, her body hurts a lot more there is lot of blood too, in her hands (sharper now), in her face, in her teeth. She is forbidden to participate in more tournaments until she is 18 (she should be banned for life but you know, privilege) her mother scolds her for hours (alcina make sure that the boys suffer from misfortune too) and she is forbidden for practice too at last for a month, she stays in her room and she eats there, her sisters and mom leave her alone. Mia talk to her through the door if she wants to play fight but Cassandra says no, so she let's her be.

You go to see her but she screams at you, the third time that you go, you hear her crying so you opened the door (pick the lock) and enter. She looks at you with wild eyes and when she recognized you she scream at you to go away. You sit slowly in the floor with your hands were she can see.

"what do you feel?"

"WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK I FEEL!"

"I don't know that's why I asking"

"IM A ANGRY"

"at who?"

"AT THEM"

"who Is them?"

"The stupid alphas, the stupid manthings, the stupid people that think of me as weak, I'm not weak"

"you are not"

" I train hard, I work hard, Im not some stupid girl that doesn't know the world! When my punishment ends I will show them!"

"show them what?"

" that I'm stronger than them"

"that will satisfy you?"

"of course"

"you value more what the stupid alphas, the stupid manthings, the stupid people are saying that what your family says?

"I don't-"

"you do, Cassandra what do you think about you?"

" I- I'm"

"...breath slowly, inside,1, 2,3 4 outside 1 2,3 4"

" I work hard"

"you are hardworking"

"I'm good with the sword"

"you are skilled"

"I'm protective"

" you are protective"

"I'm strong"

"you are strong"

"I'm an omega"

"you are one"

"I'm me"

"you are"

Silence reigns for a few seconds before you talk again.

"Scared people will try to make other afraid too, insecure people will try to make others insecure, they will talk and talk and talk, give them a inch a power over you and then you are trapped in their miserable world too"

"..."

She gets close to you.

" did you know what I did to them? "

"yes"

"I'm a wild child, I can go feral at the drop of a hat, I'm slipping right now"

"Feral not mean violent, means that instinct is governing your mind, and instinct is not all about violence, so I think I will be fine."

She drops in your arms and you hug her, she feels a lot smaller like that. You hear her purring softly and feels her move slowly, she is scenting you let her be just answering with your own purr.

Both of you fall asleep like that, she is the first to wake up and she sees your face drool on your cheek and your arm around her and it hits her harder than any punch, she wants this, you shielding her from the cruel world but letting her fight back just to rest in your arms, like her mother and mom do. You will never have to fight again she will fight for you, you just need to rest.

After you wake up, you check on her after seeing that she is better you stand up.

"do want to help me with some scenes? I can't seem to found the angle"

"With pleasure"

She talks with her sisters, they are happy for her but they are worried about you using her: Bela make a full background of you and Daniela subtly interrogate you. After concluding that you are safe they talk about the middle sister more when they pass time with you.

Bela talk about the bravery of Cass, how she was the one ready to throw hands on anybody, not matter the difficulty. Her honesty and how she never brokes her promises. Truly will be a wonderful knight, truly will be a wonderful partner.

Daniela will talk about how Cass is a softy, really, always buying little trinkets just because remind her of them, how she Is the best storyteller because she actually is very sensitive , if Bela don't stop her Cass will have spoiled her rotten. She is a protector no harm will come to them as long as Cassandra is there. She is a caring sister and she will be a loving mother.

Cassandra will be a amazing wife and mate, don't you agree?

[lutawolf]

Love In the Air Ep 7 Review & Running Commentary

gifs stolen from @gunsatthaphan

Hello my fellow freaks. As usual I'm here to bring the kinkster talk and commentary. If you missed my previous kink knowledge and commentary fear not, it can be found here. So far we've talked about lifestyle D/s relationships, some S&M, No Kink, Brat tamers and their brats. Let's hope there is more still to come!

Let's begin!

We start off where we left off with Payu having a second sense and calling Rain. He gets nervous that Rain isn't responding because it is Rain's habit to respond. Payu follows his instincts and goes to check on him. His instincts are telling him to book it so he is booking it. As Payu is pulling up to the house, Saifah is coming out to greet him. That's when the spilled food is noticed. This is all Payu needs to see to put things together and freak out. A good Dom is really going to freak out. They take the protection of their people very seriously. Yup, I like how they are showing him amping up the more and more he isn't finding Rain.

Nope, Nope, at this point Rain has recognized his submission. He isn't going to leave the house and go home without telling Payu. Much less not answer his phone. Payu knows all this. And finally cardboard villain calls. "If you don't want to die, let my boyfriend go." Dipshit is going to regret not listening to this. He's going to do what he says. What choice does he really have but let's all hope little bro has a cooler head. Did you really tell him to stay here, he's your only chance. Don't listen to him Saifah.

Everyone freaking out about kidnapping. The phone call is your clue?? Not the tied up and gagged part. Did you think this was a S&M party?? Hate to tell you this but it generally has willing participants otherwise it is called kidnapping. White crayons. White crayons everywhere! Humiliation is going to be the least of your worries, MR. Should Have Been A Blowjob.

Okay, Okay, but the guy walking up being Rain and just casually gagging him is pretty funny. Sorry Rain, your man a little stupid right now. It's fair considering he's probably never dealt with the love of his life getting kidnapped before. OF COURSE HE IS COMING ALONE! I love how he is reassuring Rain though. Meanwhile we have more typical evil laughter from cardboard villain. Thank you @akitbeast for providing that description because it fits.

Finally back up! By Mr. Chai!! Guys, he gives me the hot bad guy vibes. I'mma need them to do a story for him. He gives me the shivers in a good way. Cardboard, you about to cry and I'm really excited to see Chai in action. Ohh, yeah you can beat on Payu but not Rain. That's a big no. Dude, he isn't gonna let you hurt his man. A Dom would rather go down dying. We aren't cowards. I'm not even kidding a little bit. I don't know a real Dom that won't instinctively have to protect their sub. The need to protect is that strong. My husband is 6ft and built and I have still gotten in front of him when a fight has gone down.

Woot! Go Chai Go! "I think you should stop." So hot. Love it! Okay, I didn't like that edit. That felt choppy. We have Rain getting untied and racing to Payu where they both apologize to each other. That's cute and all but can we get to my blood bath. I need some ball kicking. Okay Okay, I lied. The "bowing is nothing as long as you're safe." Got me choked up, not gonna lie.

HAHA, he knew his brother would call in the cavalry. Cause he gave him his phone! Not so stupid after all, not that I thought you were per say Payu, it's just well... I thought you were too concerned to be acting in your right mind. My bad.

Back to my main man. Seriously, very Dom vibes, so hot. Your daddy can't save you now dipshit. Omg.. The way he takes off his jacket. To bad I don't have it in me to submit cause DAMN but I like watching other Doms. Look at that slap! Look! he isn't even worth a punch.

Ahh, it wasn't a kick in the balls but it was still had me hand clapping! And look at that smile on Payu's face.

gif stolen from @anyapetidin

Meanwhile Dom Daddy is rolling up his sleeves wondering where he can get one of those subs. I too would like to know where he can get one so we can get the ball rolling on his story.

Nobody calls Chai a lacky!

Rain's holding out for the real confession. Sub doesn't equal doormat. Get Rain. So sweet! Ahhh, Payu holding him to the same rule. Love it!

Okay here we go. The fruity twins. I'm so excited! Did he really call him cloud jizz!! OMG, I'm Dead and so jelly that I didn't think of that name. Ahhhh. 🤣🤣🤣 Ha Sky tattles on him "He's been clinging to his partner." Damn, they willing to shell out some money to know who Rain's partner is. His mom my ass. Dead.

OMG, did he actually ask for a selfie. Boy is simping. Though so is Rain, so fair. Ha! he heard Ple and his ass is on the way. Love it. Boy got to claim what's his but when he shows up, Rain gonna have to claim what's his. This is gonna be fun. And here comes Payu gonna casually sit with one of the fruit sibs. Love Sky, he's like stop being a dork. You got to watch out for the man snatchers. hahah. That face Payu made a Ple, that was such a fake smile. 🤣 Dude did he really just pull up a chair and invite himself. This is getting good. Did he really say it's a secret. Then Rain snaps to attention. These lovely bunch of coconuts.

"It's impossible." Meanwhile Rains other friends. Um, not impossible, did you see them walk away hand in hand. That literally was the cutest coming out. It has hit my top favorite. Then they get in the car and Payu is like bitch I'm jealous. Furiously jealous. Payu is like, I don't look at anyone the way I look at you. Payu tells him he won't punish him then. Rain's face says it all, wait, I could have been punished. Shhhhhhhit. Aww, Rain cute telling Payu he wouldn't cheat on him and he'll kick Payu's ass if he does. 🤣🤣🤣 Look at that brat finger but Payu's good with it and that's what matters. Is their guidelines. Oh Damn, he's learned very quickly. He addickted.

After it rained continuously for the past week. The sky cleared up while a wind is coming from the east.

Ohhh you guyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyys. You know what this means. Our next couple is coming. Here we are with Prapai in bed. Oh well, hello ass. I really shouldn't be looking at because you're too young but when you put art in my face, I feel it should be admired. Awww... Sky! He likes plants. I have a thing for engineers that love plants. King anyone? Now Sky has a protective barrier unlike King but wait till you get the back story. That protective barrier is pretty understandable. But seeing him right now in his sunshine state is so fucking cute. Okay seriously though, if he finds his dad a girlfriend for cleaning purposes. Dude, what about you, you cleaning. Oh, that administrative assistant is annoyed. Don't piss off your work wife dude. Instant Karma. Not only women clean Sky. Dad is a cutie though, I can see why you want to help him out. HA! the back in forth is adorable. Love this family dynamic and seeing Sky being a sunflower.

Payu is like, don't fuck around with me dude, I know you. What do you want. Aw, look at the way Rain smiles at being called darling. "Now that you've seen me, get out." 🤣🤣🤣 @curiositykilledd does this friendship remind you of anyone?? Really Prapai you slick but you think anyone is buying that he left stuff behind? Okay now that is smooth. You know Payu is wanting to get laid so the threat of not leaving is a very good one. Payu is like, this bitch. Rain's like, I wanna get laid, Sky I owe you one! Look at Payu though, he totally gets it. 🤣 "Judging by his face, it's too late to save your friend now." 🤣🤣🤣 I for one am so thankful for that. Yes, I am. I'm so excited for them. I gonna have another show like Kinnporshe where I like the two main couples! I don't know if PrapaiSky will have a freak element though. So it might just be commentary and review guys. Are you okay with that? Interested still? I know a lot of you tune in for my BDSM info.

"Yes, I was attracted to the boy who held by umbrella for me." What did I say guys. I told ya this was near love at first sight. I'm a true romantic at heart, I love this shit. "I had to find a way to approach him. Right." Ha, and Rain realizes he remembers him at that beginning. To which Payu replies that he liked him from the start. So fucking sweet. I could scream.

All pictures stolen from @akitbeast

And we are at the end. So fucking cute! Hope you guys enjoyed this and are as excited about next week as I am. Thank you again for taking the time to read this.💜💜💜 Dedicated to coconuts mafia, @l0rd0fther1ng5, and @dayummmdorisss 💜💜💜

[drifting-pieces-blog-blog]

I’m curious, who’s your favourite character (From any run) in Moon Knight?

I HAVE THREE. In no particular order:

Moon Knight, Issue 14.

Stained Glass Scarlet, Scarlet Fasinera.

Written by Doug and drawn by Bill.

Appears again in #26. Then much later in other runs briefly.

And oh look! My other dude!

Moon Knight Issue #12 Written by Doug and drawn by Bill

Detective Flint

Oh and let's not forget....

Jean-Paul Duchamp! AKA: Frenchie

There since the beginning.

Werewolf by Night #32 written by Doug and drawn by Don Perlin (later by Bill in the Moon Knight run.)

Why these three?

Scarlet is not his first villain and not the first one to be a BIG villain or a reoccurring one. But I think she is the first one to really encapsulate the opposing sides of Moon Knight. She is the first time we really see him struggle with the fact that not all villains are straight forward. In the end, he lets her go twice. He can understand her side of the story, even if he doesn't agree with it. The violence, the revenge, the outlook on the world... It's all familiar to Moon Knight, but something he works to move away from. Yet... He still lets her go.

For me, she is nostalgia when I think of Moon Knight villains that have come and gone. Ones that meant something when they came against him. Not super flashy or obsessive with causing pain or big city take downs... But still she got to him and made him second guess himself.

Detective Flint is.... Just look at him. He's trapped in the Marvel universe dealing with superheroes and villains and all sorts of shenanigans. He's tired. He's hungry. He smokes. He wants to eat his salty chips.... And he has to deal with Moon Knight.

In fact, he's the only cop that takes Moon Knight in stride, even from the start. Is he a ghost? Is he a supernatural being? Does he have powers? Or is he just a guy in a cape that does questionable things? Flint doesn't know or care. But he's willing to work with him and I Love him for it. (Plus he gives off strong Gordon vibes and I clearly have a TYPE).

Jean-Paul Duchamp is my guy. Loyal to a fault. He's been with Marc since the beginning and he's not about to stop now. He follows this man through hell and back and wears little Moon themed hats and uniforms. Not because Marc asked him too, but because he wants to! You know damn well this man went "Moon Knight? Yeah, I can put together a uniform for that."

He built the Moon Chopper, was always on call to fly to Marc's aid, lived with him (On the roof I assume), and he does everything for him without question.

Later, the question of "Why" comes up and the only reason the writers could come up with was because he loved him. And I'm here for that. Frenchie cared deeply for Marc Spector. Perhaps the only human on the planet that did. He knew the worst things about Marc and he still said "I would die for this man."

I am sad that Frenchie is no longer involved, but it is a mixed sadness because he had to finally realized that Marc would never care for him like that and he found his own love. I just wish that...They could still be friends. :(

[twoidiotwriters1]

The Curse of Oenone (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)

A/N: Something something they're all sad -Danny Words: 2,081 Series' Masterlist Previous Chapter // Next Chapter Listen to: 'In My Place' -by Coldplay

LII: I Might Lay down and See if This Fixes Itself

"You know what pisses me off?"

"Many things nowadays," Leo replies from the crawlspace where he works.

"This project," Ara continues grumpily. "What the hell, dude? We're supposed to be honest with each other!"

"We're supposed to be boyfriend and girlfriend and you still call me dude," the boy responds, crawling out covered in grime and scowling. "What's your point?"

"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to rebuild Festus?"

Leo seizes the cloth hanging from his toolbelt and cleans his hands. "Festus was your baby first, I couldn't tell you and then fail—Didn't want to look stupid if it didn't work."

"Then why are you telling me now?"

"Because you think I don't know what I'm doing but I have a good plan here!"

"I don't like this thing you're doing to us."

"Ain't doing nothing, doll..." he walks past her. "It was done to me too, remember?"

Ara follows him downstairs to the cabins. "I don't think this is the best idea you can come up with, that's all. I think you're going easy on purpose."

He steps into his cabin and leaves the door open for Ara. "I thought Ithaca would help, and it didn't. We think wrong sometimes. You should bribe Janus so he tells us what to pick."

"Oh, don't get me started on that guy! He would make things more difficult for us on purpose, he thrives on indecision—all shades of gray and stuff." Ara looks around the room and gets distracted. "Gods, Leo, how do you sleep with all this mess?"

He snorts. "I don't. I just work here."

The girl gets confused. "You've only slept two nights in my cabin this week—where do you spend the night when I say no?"

Leo changes the subject. "I work better around clutter. If I don't figure out a way to make sure Festus won't crush me to death—"

"Have you been sleeping in the engine room?"

The boy raises his voice in frustration. "Listen to what I'm saying!"

Ara looks at the bulletin board: Leo's drawing of the Argo II is accompanied by a picture of the crew who built it and another of Ara hugging Festus's head. She doesn't want to listen, Ara wants to hide under the blankets with him until the war is over and wants to go back to New York, hand in hand with Leo. 

Ara longs for the little things, and at the same time, she hates them because they make the things she aims for look frivolous and selfish. When Leo met her, she was obsessed with being useful and giving meaning to her death since she'd already concluded her life would be short and dramatic, yet uneventful when it came to being normal. 

Who is she to tell Leo not to aim for the big flashy sacrifice? In short, she's going insane. "I can't listen to this. I'm sorry."

Leo doesn't look surprised, this conversation has happened twice since he returned from Ogygia. Ara isn't ready to face what's coming, and Leo doesn't know what to do to help. The boy sighs, then pinches the bridge of his nose, he looks ten years older. Ara's ashamed of her cowardice, she could talk if they had a clear path ahead, but there is only a pitch-black void.

"I need to know," Leo is extra careful with his words because Ara won't like what he's about to ask her. "If I die for good, are you going to erase me from your stories like you did with Mike?"

Ara's gaze fires up like gasoline, but she says nothing at first. Her feet backtrack, like they always do when an argument hits too close, and then she freezes. Ara counts to five, if she doesn't take a second to think, she'll say bad things like she always does. 

Once her heartbeat is regulated she forces out a response. "I can't escape you like I escaped Michael. Helen left Troy but the guilt never left her. My soul has never known peace when it comes to you."

She thinks of her innocent memories with Leo, holding each other close until they couldn't keep their eyes open. She can't stand how much it hurts even while he's still with her, and it scares her to think it'll only get worse once he goes away.

"I've always been on the run, you know that," Leo sounds so serious it makes her skin crawl. "You're also the only person on this ship with whom I can act how I feel, and I need you to let us be ugly for once, or what we have is gonna rot no matter what we choose."

Ara runs her hands over her face. "I don't want this curse to be the thing that gives our relationship meaning—It will ruin it."

"We were never a perfect couple," he walks past her to exit the cabin. "But only you see that as a bad thing."

Ara gets to the Mess Hall and opens her mouth to speak, but a voice screams before she can even utter one word. "PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!"

"Jesus fuck!" The General jumps out of her skin.

"I thought you were getting rid of that stupid hologram." Piper glares at Leo.

"Hey, Buford's just saying good morning," he grins, stuffing his mouth with a brownie. "He loves his hologram! Besides, we all miss the coach. And Frank makes a cute bulldog."

Their friend turns back into a human and scowls. "Just sit down, Leo. We've got stuff to talk about. Ara, ready when you are..."

The girl sits at the head of the table, placing both hands on its surface to gather her thoughts. Leo sits between Jason and Hazel and grabs a bag of fonzies, a healthy breakfast to begin the day.

"How are you feeling, Jason?" Ara asks, trying to ignore how Leo didn't switch seats with Frank to be closer to her.

"I'm still breathing," Jason answers shortly. "So... we're going to stay airborne and drop anchor as close as we can to Olympia. It's further inland than I'd like—about five miles—but we don't have much choice. According to Juno, we have to find the goddess of victory and, um... subdue her."

"Defeat Victory," Ara already hates the idea. "And subdue her?"

"I'm cool with fighting the occasional goddess," Percy shrugs casually, "but isn't Nike one of the good ones? I mean, personally, I like victory. I can't get enough of it."

"It does seem strange," Annabeth agrees, anxiously tapping the table. "I understand why Nike would be in Olympia—home of the Olympics and all that. The contestants sacrificed to her. Greeks and Romans worshipped her there for, like, twelve hundred years, right?"

"Almost to the end of the Roman Empire," Frank nods. "Romans called her Victoria, but same difference. Everybody loved her. Who doesn't like to win? Not sure why we would have to subdue her."

"She's probably going insane over which side should be winning," Ara reasons. "The children of Nike are all competitive and they don't stop at nothing. I'm sure she's ten times worse."

"How do we defeat victory?" Piper asks worryingly. "Sounds like one of those impossible riddles."

"Like making stones fly," Leo retorts, "or eating only one Fonzie."

Ara and Hazel look at him with vastly different expressions. Hazel scoots away. "That stuff is going to kill you."

"You kidding? So many preservatives in these things, I'll live forever."

"That'd be convenient," Ara mumbles, stabbing an apple with Lily's dagger.

No one knows how to reply to that, except Leo. "You think Nike can give us pointers on how to defeat death? 'Cause that'd be promising."

Ara wants to dismiss his comment knowing he's just taunting her, but it makes sense. "That's... not a crazy idea. Desperate times..."

Frank raises a brow. "You think Nike would be willing to fight death?"

Annabeth makes a face. "Her kids never turn down a challenge. They have to be number one at everything—I wouldn't be surprised if she agreed."

"She sounds like Birdy," Percy smirks. "Are we sure you're an Aphrodite?"

Ara cuts a slice of apple with the knife and sends an unamused glance at her brother. Hazel continues. "But we've got to get the Greeks and Romans on the same team, right?"

"Maybe she's the problem," Jason suggests. "If the goddess of victory is running rampant, torn between Greek and Roman, she might make it impossible to bring the two camps together."

"How?" Leo asks. "Start a flame war on Twitter?"

"Maybe she's like Ares," Percy explains. "That guy can spark a fight just by walking into a crowded room. If Nike radiates competitive vibes or something, she could aggravate the whole Greek–Roman rivalry big-time."

Frank points at Ara and Percy with his spoon. "You remember that old sea god in Atlanta—Phorcys? He said that Gaia's plans always have lots of layers. This could be part of the giants' strategy—keep the two camps divided; keep the gods divided. If that's the case, we can't let Nike play us against each other. We should send a landing party of four—two Greeks, two Romans—"

"Ara shouldn't go," Jason says promptly.

The girl cuts another slice of the apple and frowns. "Elaborate?"

"I think—and I say this respectfully—that your fatal flaw would get everyone killed if you were to face Nike."

"Ambition and victory don't mix," Percy nods in agreement. "You should sit this one out."

Ara leans back, popping the slice into her mouth. "First of all, I never said I should go. Second, I never said I wanted to go. We should be careful to send a group that doesn't clash, so if I were you, I wouldn't send those two either," she points at Annabeth and Percy.

"Hey!"

"No, she's right," Annabeth sighs. "Athena and Poseidon have a rivalry, we don't know if Nike can use that on us, Percy. We don't want to do anything that might make the goddess, um, more unstable."

"I'll go," Piper offers. "I can try charmspeaking."

"Not this time, Piper," Annabeth shakes her head gravely. "Nike is all about competition. Aphrodite... well, she is too, in her own way. That's why Ara is so alike."

"I love being present for these conversations," Ara says sarcastically, driving another slice into her mouth.

"Who should go, then?" Piper insists.

"Jason and Percy shouldn't go together," Annabeth continues. "Jupiter and Poseidon—bad combination. Nike could start you two fighting easily."

Percy gave her a sideways smile. "Yeah, we can't have another incident like in Kansas. I might kill my bro Jason."

"Or I might kill my bro Percy," Jason replies.

"Which proves my point," Annabeth sends an annoyed glance their way. "We also shouldn't send Frank and me together. Mars and Athena—that would be just as bad."

"Okay," Leo sighs. "So Percy and me for the Greeks. Frank and Hazel for the Romans. Is that the ultimate non-competitive dream team or what?"

"It could work," Frank looks at Ara for approval. "I mean, no combination is going to be perfect, but Poseidon, Hephaestus, Pluto, Mars... I don't see any huge antagonism there."

Annabeth is waiting for her response too. Ara shrugs. "Well, if it were Hephaestus and Ares maybe there'd be a problem, but let's hope Roman and Greek don't click like that."

"I still wish we could've gone through the Gulf of Corinth," Hazel sighs. "I was hoping we could visit Delphi, maybe get some advice. Plus it's such a long way around the Peloponnese."

"Yeah." Leo's shoulders fall. "It's July twenty-second already. Counting today, only ten days until—"

"I know," Jason says defensively. "But Juno was clear. The shorter way would have been suicide."

Leo opens his mouth probably to joke about how he's doing that either way but his eyes find Ara's and his statement dies before it can even reach his vocal cords.

"No one is blaming you, Jason," Ara stares at her partially eaten apple. "Delphi wouldn't've been of any help. Something's going on, I think Apollo messed up one too many times."

"Juno said the twins might be willing to help us," Jason reminds her. "Perhaps that's what she meant. We help Apollo and he'll help us in return."

"A lot of unanswered questions," Frank mumbles. "A lot of miles to cover before we get to Athens."

"First things first," Annabeth's posture changes to one more energetic. "You guys have to find Nike and figure out how to subdue her... whatever Juno meant by that. I still don't understand how you defeat a goddess who controls victory. Seems impossible."

Ara and Leo lock eyes immediately. The masters of unlikely smile at each other, and Ara's expression is enough to lift Leo's spirits in a way no amount of good fortune could.

"We'll see about that." The boy winks at her before leaving the Mess Hall. "Let me get my collection of grenades and I'll meet you guys on deck!"

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[moon-blanket]

Ouuugh... I have the feeling i'm going to be sobbing by the end of this new video !!!! Uhoh !!!!

Sam built a staircase to his roof so he could watch the stars :((( Doing things the "human" way :(((

"I'm glad I'm alive right now. I'm glad I lived long enough to meet you." oooough hhghsh...... oh no dude... ouch :((

Talking about how he's glad that he was able to find peace with himself and his life after so long, but also wishing that he had the opportunity to find it on his own Without being turned :((( To try and save himself before Alexis jumped the gun-- whether he could have done it or not.

And because of that, losing the One thing in the world that made the hardships in his life worth it-- because he could use it to save others with it.... but he never got the chance to save himself with it :(( replaced with something "watered-down." Having the knowledge of how to use the powers, but cursed with a core that suppresses them :((

"I want a life spent with you, I don't want to squander a second of it. I want years and years with you. If you want to be a vampire, there can be more of those years than if you don't. But you should know that whatever your choice is-- I'm Not going to live forever. I made that decision a while ago, and I still believe in it. I don't see that ever changing." AND WHAT IF I JUST SOB. WEEP EVEN.

Him and William having a talk about what being undead really means-- Losing your loved ones, the sun, the future you planned, the way you lived in your own body. You're given a new start-- but forever holding on to the past. :((

"If you want this, then I want you to have it. We'll make it happen, and I will be by your side. But this isn't a decision to make in a snap judgement-- because you can't take it back. Give yourself time to think about it. To really think about it." Making sure that they really, truly want it before it happens, because He didn't have the agency in choosing that for himself :((( And either way he'll be supportive of their decision... and he didn't get that either :(((

"Spend some time in your Wolf form while you think about it, because if you turn you will never Shift again... spend some time with the Pack-- because, you know." OW. OUCH. Oh my god I bet the whole "losing your magic" part is ESPECIALLY important for Shifters, because they are their magic. Personally and Culturally. Losing it wouldn't mean losing a part of themselves-- it's losing an entire whole.

"I love you Darlin', more than anything in this God-forsaken world. I want you to be happy. I want to be with you. I want a life together. But that life can take a lot of different forms. Don't fall into the trap of thinking there's only one right way of doing this. We'll do whatever is the best version for us. And I'll support you in whatever decision you make." Yes !!! He will love them regardless of their choice, their love is theirs to do whatever they want with-- whatever form it takes :')

"Brown... my eyes were Brown." OH. HEY OUCH. FOUL BALL !!! THAT HURTS TOO MUCH !!!!

Why can't these two be happy for ONCE dude please i'll give anything.

And it hurts more because they absolutely Do have to think about it !!! Sam watched Lovely die on that field in the Inversion-- watched Vincent sobbing over their body asking if Turning is what they wanted. With such a spur-of-the-moment decision in such a frantic time, who knows if they really meant it.

(I'm sure they Did mean it, but it Hurts to think about if Lovely ever regrets the choice or not.)

How could he possibly let Darlin' experience something like that after Everything they've been through ? At least it's good to discuss just in case something were to happen. Which hopefully never happens !!! ... aha !!!!

On my hands and knees begging that the Solaires can be Happy for ONCE dude they all deserve a break.

.... I wonder what color Vincent's eyes were :(

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hey Raven! 👋🏻 I just went through your #my art, and i wanted to tell you that i really really really like your artworks of Miss Raven and Co. You truly put a lot of effort into your artwork, and it shows! With each new drawing, you seem to be getting better! ✏️💕

As i mentioned earlier, i really liked your Miss Raven drawings! they're so cute! especially when you drew Miss Raven in alternative clothing. I also like how much detail you put in your designs for Miss Raven, like the ones for the Fairy Gala or Masquerade Ball are so beautiful 🥺 and still fit her character!

The one you did with her wearing different dorm uniforms from each dorm was such a cool idea! it was interesting to see how she may have appeared if Miss Raven was transferred to said dorms! call me biased, but i liked the octavinelle design the most 😂 but poor Miss Raven. If she had to work part-time in Mostro lounge, she'll have to avoid two predatory Eels 😭 One wants to tease her while the other either wants to squeeze her or dump all his work on her cuz he isn't feeling it today, then there's Azul who takes advantaged of the fact that Miss Raven is close to headmaster Crowley and makes profit 📈 Run Miss Raven Run!!!

Anyway, I think i'm going to steal her away and fight off a certain dangerous and manipulate Eel, a Skilful Hunter, a Lazy Lion, and a dude with the power of christ (idk is Rollo x Raven even a thing?!).

I always look forward to seeing a new artwork of yours truly~

[Referencing this tag!]

Wehhh 😭 I’m glad you find enjoyment in my silly little doodles! Art is definitely an area I’m less comfortable with, but I do like dabbling in it when the mood strikes.

There’s something therapeutic in designing a new look for your OC! You take the time to consider their individual style, the overall theme, and how you can marry the two to create a cute outfit~ I’m really happy with how Raven’s Fairy Gala Couture came out; it’s definitely one of my favorite looks for her. The Masquerade outfit was also fun for me to assemble, but it seems a lot less cohesive in hindsight (probably because I didn’t line + color it, so it’s harder to distinguish individual elements??).

The NRC dorm uniforms (+ the sequel with RSA and NBC uniforms) was another cool project! I think my favorites from those are the Heartslabyul look (just because I’m a sucker for the Alice in Wonderland aesthetic + Raven is twisted from the raven in its infamous riddle), the Diasomnia look (it gives “fairy tale princess turned knight” energy), and the Noble Bell look (because the extra fabric is nice and flowy). You can see how the environment and the personality of each school/dorm influences her, right? ^^ It’s also interesting to think about how differently Raven might have turned out if each of these places had more of an influence on her life.

Bruh 💀 I think she’d die if she worked at the Mostro Lounge, dealing with customers and shady coworkers and employer… though that’s not to say that any of the other dorms would necessarily be better! Miss Raven would have gripes with or rivals in each of them somehow. It’s the Night Raven College way, I guess??

One of these things is not like the other… Looking back on it, 3 out of 4 of those are basically predatory-prey dynamics there there’s a type developing and I don’t know if I like it/j 😂 I’d say Jade’s the “main” love interest, while Rook’s the “oh, he’s cute” one… L*ona kind of started as a crack ship but now I think it’s more of a one-sided thing?? Like, Miss Raven still sees L*ona as sort of a rival, whereas he’s grown a little fond of her but knows he can’t do much to sway her… It’s the eternally “second place” syndrome… 😔

Rollo has the most complex relationship with her (sure, call it a ship if you want 😂), built primarily on a strange savior complex. He did some heinous stuff and dislikes her because she’s very pro-magic—but I think there’s a part of him that feels like she’s a lost lamb that’s been led astray by Draconia and therefore he needs to “save” and “correct” her. Problem is, he’s bad at Emotions so his anger gets redirected at Miss Raven herself. Meanwhile, Miss Raven realizes the similarities between herself and Rollo, so she wants to be a friend to him. She sort of forces him to be her pen pal (thinking that writing down how he feels will help him cope with what happened). So weirdly enough, Raven wants to “save” Rollo and Rollo wants to “save” Raven (but both suck at communicating well).

Who knows, we’ll see how things play out from here Nd when the whim to draw strikes next 📝

[ultimateinferno]

Anyways. Finished Yumi atNP. The Realmatic theory wheels are turning so I'm doing a singular post vomiting my thoughts. Major spoilers. Not a book review.

So assuming the Machine (or even cosmere at large) didn't just schlorp most of Yumi's investiture upon its destruction, which is a valid assumption since she nearly died, she technically still is Very Fucking Invested. According to Design, Elantrian level.

Which side note, interesting how we got confirmation that Elantrians have more magic than Returned. The bastards have to die, see the future, come back and eat souls to persist, meanwhile the silver people just automatically get the cool shit with no maintenance. Making up for the 10 years a zombie, I guess. Is Endowment stingier than we thought?

This, honestly explains how Nikaro was able to bring her back with his painting given there's a direct correlation between the amount of investiture a cognitive shadow has and how long they persist upon death.

That does bring me to the thought of if the Machine's repeated amnesia prevented... let's go with the term Sprenification of Yumi's cognitive shadow. As Vasher explained to Kaladin, as cognitive shadows persist in time, they more they're made to embody core aspects of their Identity in order to survive. Yumi has been dead for 1700 years.

You can rationalize this as the Machine pruning her Cognitive development. Then again, her mastery of stacking (which honestly very fun talent, love that for her). I haven't read TLM (despite having it digitally), but it's been discussed that Kelsier may already be undergoing that process, and he's been dead for only <400 years, so 1700 is a lot.

If not, I wonder if Yumi is now immortal because she is (was?) more invested than a Returned. That does mean she might eventually undergo Sprenification, if it hasn't occurred already.

Speaking of, I like how... a lot of the magic is just... not really elaborated on. Unlike other Cosmere books, where their fight scenes live and die on how meticulous use of the magic by our protagonists, and Sanderson likes to stress that there is a correlation of an audience's understanding and narrative problem solving regarding magic. It's... a big reason why there was that pre-Sanderlanche exposition dump. I'm wondering if there was a better way to relegate that information.

Anyways, the pre-existing magic system's primary basis is built on the pre-existing foundation of Realmatics and Perception. Expectation and perception shapes outcome. If you image the Nightmare as bamboo, it is bamboo. If you shove the soul of a 19 year old highly invested yokihijo into the body of an art school drop out, shit dude, that's her's now. With the dissipation of the Shroud I'm curious as to how art can influence the world from there. Can paintings more readily dictate the shape of spirits, due to their similarities to the Nightmares? This magic system I think is the softest of the lot, and I actually find that pretty cool.

Lastly before I wrap this up, while Sanderson has introduced cosmere soceities inspired by non-european cultures, (on multiple planets, no less), it feels especially palpable with this setting. While Roshar is decidedly not European but it's also familiar enough that whitewashing is an active problem within fan spaces. Meanwhile, here, it's so in your face about being not European that people have no excuse (as if they had any to begin with), but maybe I'm too much of a weeb that catching details was easier for me than others. It's cool, though,, we get to see snapshots of the culture as it develops through time, which is only really exemplified in the Mistborn novels so far. Not really relevant to magic but a musing nonetheless.

[exp123mon]

Watched all of Digimon Frontier!

46 - The Digital World, Destroyed!? Lucemon's Dark Reign -I love how they subtley show LordKnightmon's doubts with his questions. No body language or accusations. Just questions. -NEFERTIMON!! I always thought her design was cool as hell. Nice to see her show up. -More nice character moments in the library. I especially liked Tomoki and Junpei's. Then again they're my faves haha -Almost looks like the Royal Knights are actually on the ropes, or at least tied with the boys… then BIG DEMON LIGHT ATTACK AAAAAAAAH -Aaaaaand the big bad is awake. Ruh-roh!! -Angler saves the kids on the barest remains of a track haha. Also they've… built a track to the moon!! Because of course!! DIGIMON!!

47 - The Royal Knights Fall And Then…!! -Lucemon: Hey guys go to. the moon and. um. kill those kids. then i'll give you the key. promise. :3 teeheehee -BABIES BABIES YES!! I hate babies IRL but Digimon babies are JUST ARGH SO GOOD I'm gonna adopt them all -Patamon meets Lopmon and Plotmon TT_TT aaaaaaahahahaah -Dynasmon flying to the moon with LordKnightmon on his back was another great shot. -I'll admit I was surprised when the Royal Knights were actually beaten by the kids! …but unsurprised when Lucemon shows up to nom nom their data haha. -BRUH. I swear to god if I had seen this as a kid when it first aired I would've 100% wanted to smoochalooch Lucemon Falldown Mode. Like Myotismon/Vamdemon back in the day. Now watching it as an adult I'm just like "eww go die loser dork" lol -Paradise Lost is such a goofy attack I LOVE IT!! dude straight up DESTROYS THE MOON THOUGH. three episodes left how the hell they gonna beat this guy. maybe they don't. maybe I unwittingly am watching the one Digimon series where the good guys fail and die haha… ha?

48 - Light and Darkness Become One! Koichi's Last Wish -TT_TT -JESUS it wasn't enough destroying ONE moon but THE OTHER TWO get caught up in the disaster jeeeez -the kids survived on a little meteor!! -magma flying through space?! AND IT MAKES THE INVISIBLE INK APPEAR that was so funny why not just have it IN THE BOOK lol -OMG IT'S SHIBUYA oh turns out Lucemon just wanted a vacation to Japan that's fine then -YES SPIRIT EVOLUTION LET'S GOOOOOO! like sorry but I've missed the other kids using their Spirits so bad haha -The fight begins and the kids get wiped but… Koichi intervenes, protects them… and… -OH MY GOOOOOOD SUSANOOMON!!!!! I wondered earlier like when we first got Hyper Spirit Evolution if they were gonna join at some point AND THEY DID OH YEAH LET'S GO that bit was very good haha -very ballsy to actually like… kill off a main kid though

49 - Fight, Susanoomon - Lucemon Reaches the Human World -OH GOD IT'S THE PENULTIMATE EP!! -Hopefully Lucemon shows up and is just like "um. is this it?? uh. okay." and goes back lol -Susanoomon actually gets thrashed a bit, but isn't dumb enough to fall for Paradise Lost more than once!! It was satisfying seeing Lucemon punched in the face. -NANI. LUCEMON SAID NANI. Anime villains know they're screwed when they gotta break out the NANI?! -I love the touch of Junpei, Izumi and Tomoki shaking after Lucemon's defeat. They're happy and like "yay we won!" but still shook up and terrified. Nice detail. -Oh so even after the holy data is scanned the evil data remains and data can be evil so--OOH LORDY HE BIIIIG!! Junpei just shouting "THIS IS CRAZY!!" when the kids are so small in comparison was funny -Aww, we get the evolution sequences one by one for each kid. It's nice--it'll probably be the last time we see them. Sure it bulks up the run time but it's a cool little "farewell" too. -The rest of the ep is basically a long sequence of Lucemon then the kids returning to the human world and a little chase… then Lucemon unleashes Puragtorial Flame and HOLY CRAP. That sinister ending. Left on the "Obey me or die. Your choice" message in bright red on a black background. Imagine. Imagine like… that was just it. The End. Holy moly haha.

50 - Transcend Time! The Birth of a New Legend -Final episode!! -The kids mope since it seems like it's impossible to stop Lucemon. What can they do???!! Neemon suggests evolving to Susanoomon, but mircles don't happen like that… -EXCPET THE SPIRITS WERE THERE AND IT'S DIGIMON!! So miracles do happen like that!! haha should've listened to Neemon all along fellas -lol the scene where Lucemon erupts out the ground in Shibuya then gets immediately dragged down again… like, imagine the people seeing that. how can they explain that. like, it's not a full on kaiju attack. it's not a monster that appears and hangs around destroying stuff. there's probably little or no video evidence. it's just "rargh grahr!" then vanishes. like. how do you rationalise what you just saw there haha -also Susanoomon's anime model actually looks better than its 3D models and official art? I dunno it just feels a lot more sleek and elegant here. -SURPRISE!! You thought I was a giant demonic dragon monster from hell but I was secretly a disgusting grub in an beach ball!! -aaah the Spirits emerging from Susanoomon and slicing Lucemon up!! Loved it. -The Digital World IS SAVED OMG FINALLY. My blood pressure is plummeting as we speak… it's sad that it's another "you can never return" shtick though, aww. -OMG BOKOMON CHASING THE KIDS AND HE'S RUNNING OMG OMG OMG I HAVE TO INCLUDE IT:

-Okay so they DIDN'T kill off Koichi but holy crap Koji's VA in that hospital scene dude… TT_TT -Everybody is home. They've defeated evil, learned about the value of their lives and how they can become better, happier people. YAY!!

Well, that's Digimon Frontier! My only expectations going in were "it sucks!!" and to be very frank hell no it does not lol. (again maybe it's the English dub which is more janky but y'know) The later episodes did drag a little (mainly the Royal Knights stuff, where the episodes became VERY formulaic) but the smaller moments were still really good (especially the babies and Swanmon!!) but yeah aside from that, the occasional weirdness with Izumi, and that we didn't get much time with Koichi during down time to explore his personality more, I have no complaints. (The later eps sometimes dragging isn't even unique to Frontier, I love Tamers but it has the same issue) No show is flawless so it's like whatever anyways. Definitely more a typical isekai fantasy kind of story than something specific to Digimon but they tried something different!

I'm sad it's over, but now I get to move onto other new Digimon stuff!! (I mean after the Frontier movie)

I mean maybe lol. I'll more likely take a break and watch either a shorter series or wait until I've seen the new movie before starting Digimon Savers. These damn Digi-kids giving me Digi-heart palpitations and Digi-stress... ugh

[thessalian]

Thess vs Horizon Las Vegas

Took a bit of time this evening to do MORE STUFF.

I could check in on Camp Nowhere ... or I could grab some campfires and do some hunting. Camp Nowhere can wait.

First thing's first - REBEL CAMP.

You guys're riding Bristlebacks. Hooboy. And one, and--

FUCK. Okay I need a smoke cloud, like, NOW.

YOU FUCKING STUPID THING WHY IS THERE NO SMOKE? I PRESSED THE--

WHOA what the fuck just--?

Oh. This thing auto-resets to ... advanced spark trap. Well. Other machine and two dudes are proper dead so I guess I can't complain--

OSHITDODGEROLL.

Dude with GIANT HAMMER.

I really, really need to figure out how the spiffy melee moves I've been unlocking actually work.

Sir, I salute you and your armour now FUCK OFF.

Aaaaaaaaaaaand your little friends too.

Right. That's enough of that. Now let's see what we see.

Hrm. More Bristlebacks. And some more parts never hurt anyone. So ... let's see what we can do with ... let's say an acid trap this time. Aloy does keep musing at me that acid is a good thing here.

.........Well. That happened. DAMN. Maybe I should set up traps around my sniper's nests as a matter of course from now on.

There is apparently a slab of greenshine up there and I might be able to climb at least partway to it. Let's see how far I can go.

Okay, so I managed to use a grapple point while jumping off the building. I am definitely getting better at that.

Ooooooh. Behemoth convoy. And that's an Apex Behemoth.

...I wonder if I can shoot it down from here with my sharpshot bow.

.........I can! And there are some very pissed off and confused Ravagers down there who have no the fuck idea where I am and are searching their perimeter at ground level. This is hilarious.

And now they're out of alert mode and back in sharpshot bow range. POONK. POONK. I love my new sniper's nest.

Unfortunately, I cannot stay here forever and I can't find my way up to the grapple point and the greenshine yet so I'mma go down and salvage my kills and keep exploring.

Wow. This is the first time we actually get a look at a heavily built up urban area (or at least, one that's still recognisably a heavily built up urban area) after the apocalypse. I mean, I've never been to Vegas personally so I don't know if there's anything that might be recognisable as a landmark to someone who lives there (at least, not yet) but it's still kind of chilling.

And off we go, getting more campfires-- Ooh. Longlegs.

Aaaaaaaaaand that says Apex. Heeeeeheeheehee.

I love it when I hit them in the concussion sac and take out two at once!

Right. Campfire and-- Settlement. Oseram in trouble. But map says "salvage contracts", so--

Oh. Oh, Runda. I will get you so many things. I would really like it if you won Keruf's little competition but mostly I just don't want you to die because you are so very nice.

Handa? Eh, she can wait. I don't want you dying to Tenakth rebels or starvation. BRB, killing you a Bellowback. Not in my favourite way in the world, but...

Aaaaaaaaand there's my Bellowback.

DODGE-ROLL. DODGE-ROLL. SO MUCH DODGE-ROLL.

HOW THE FUCK IS THE ACID GLOB FOLLOWING ME?!? THIS IS NOT 'WANTED'; YOU CANNOT CURVE BULLETS, AND YOU ARE NOWHERE NEAR AS GOOD-LOOKING AS ANGELINA JOLIE ANYWAY!

Okay. There. Dead Bellowback, big cargo sac intact. Running back to Runda to let her know before something, like, eats it or whatever.

After all that, I'd decided I'd had enough. I am exhausted. One way or another, there'll be time for more salvage quests tomorrow. Probably in the later evening, as I have some errands to run after work and I'm actually really hoping I sleep until my alarm tomorrow morning.

(Bet I won't, though. My body's being a shitheel to me about that.)