#c: daemon spade

[koushirouizumi]

{R.E.B.O.R.N} - T H E O R I Z I N G ~ P A R A L L E L Worlds + Y A M A M O T O & B Y A K U R A N + G E N K I S H I S Death + TYL!Y A M A M O T O

Inheritance Ceremony!Y A M A M O T O -> T.Y.L

"T H I S Will Decide {It}."

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A.K.A. Concepts For Stories I'll Never Be Able to Write

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[multiverseofseries]

House of the Dragon 2, Episodio 5 (Regent): il dolore di una Regina

Rhaenyra e Alicent sono protagoniste del quinto episodio della seconda stagione di House of the Dragon dopo lo sconvolgente finale del precedente: tocca a loro provare a muovere i rispettivi Concilii, ma hanno difficoltà a venire ascoltate: chi la spunterà?

Dopo un episodio di (tali) azioni ci voleva una puntata di strategia per provare a riprenderci dopo lo sconvolgente epilogo e provare a raccogliere i cocci. Rhaenys ha sacrificato la propria vita (e il proprio drago) per la causa della Regina legittima erede, e la stessa sorte sembra essere toccata ad Aegon nell'altra fazione con un tradimento interno (e fraterno).

Due Regine

Olivia Cooke è un'affascinante Alicent

La puntata ci mostra quanto i Targaryen, e per traslato tutto il Regno, siano due facce della stessa medaglia, siano essi Verdi o Neri: entrambi i Concili Ristretti non sembrano pronti per davvero ad accettare una donna sul Trono di Spade, anche se hanno giurato fedeltà alla Corona insieme alle proprie famiglie. Rhaenyra (una sempre più strepitosa Emma D'Arcy) viene tacciata di non avere abbastanza esperienza per una guerra, ma del resto il regno di Viserys è stato caratterizzato principalmente dalla pace anche per gli altri suoi membri. Dall'altra Alicent (una sempre meravigliosa Olivia Cooke), ora che Aegon non è morto (sorpresa!) ma si trova in difficile via di guarigione per le ferite e le bruciature riportate in battaglia - nella quale ufficialmente, conferma anche Ser Criston, Aemond (Ewan Mitchell) non ha avuto parte - vorrebbe prendere temporaneamente il posto del figlio come aveva fatto quando Viserys era malato. "Ma così sembrerebbe che anche noi stiamo preparando una donna a salire sul Trono" ribattono i membri del suo Consiglio, il motivo principale sarebbe in più di un senso l’inficiazione del diritto di regnare di Aegon stesso ammettendo in un certo senso l’usurpazione. Ma questo atteggiamento patriarcale e maschilista ci dice molto sulla società contemporanea, che è uguale da qualsiasi parte politica, pur parlando di un mondo immaginario e ambientato in un ipotetico passato fantastico.

La Regina che Non Fu Mai

Lord Corlys piange la morte della moglie

I am blood and fire. Driftmark must pass to salt and sea.

I personaggi femminili di House of the Dragon sono ancor più affascinanti e centrali rispetto alla serie madre, confermando come il reparto sceneggiatori abbia catturato un trend narrativo contemporaneo per inserirlo in modo intelligente in un prequel, quindi in una trama ambientata molti anni prima quella originale, ma in teoria "più avanti" in tutti i sensi. Ma la Storia ci insegna diversamente. Ecco perché in questo episodio sono le donne a farla da padrone, anche quando non ci sono più. Come Rhaenys, la Regina Che Non Fu Mai, deceduta insieme al proprio drago Maelys nel finale dello scorso episodio in modo epico e poetico dopo uno scontro con due avversari alati. Ora sia Lord Corlys (Steve Touissant), che ha già perso una figlia e un figlio (non morto, ma fuggito lontano in segreto, anche se dal comportamento di Seasmoke si può forse dedurre che adesso Lenor Velaryon sia morto), sia le sue nipoti Baela (Bethany Antonia) e Rhaena (Phoebe Campbell) devono affrontare quella perdita, ed è proprio la prima a dimostrarsi forte e coraggiosa tanto con lui quanto con il promesso sposo Jace (Harry Collett), che acquisisce sempre più rilevanza così come i tanti eredi sulla scacchiera di questo Trono sempre più scomodo e soprattutto affollato. Proprio il prossimo in linea di successione "legittima" potrebbe avere un'idea rivoluzionaria che ben si sposa con la tematica generale della successione di sangue nello spin-off. E ancora Mysaria (Sonoya Mizuno) si afferma ancora di più come ottima alleata per Rhaenyra mentre Alys Rivers (Gayle Rankin) insieme alla sempre più spettrale Harrenhal sembra sempre più indaffarata nel ruolo di psicoterapeuta per il principe Daemon che ora vuole essere chiamato re.

Il potere del drago

I draghi sono creature mitologiche nel mondo di Martin e per la prima volta il popolo ne vede una cadere dopo la battaglia dello scorso episodio, guardandolo in realtà come un presagio negativo proprio per l'aura che li ha sempre circondati. "It's just meat" dirà qualcuno dei sudditi per riportare alla realtà il fascino verso questi esseri fantastici volanti e sputafuoco. Non c'è da stupirsi quindi che si parli del rapporto tra le creature e gli esseri umani loro cavalieri, di come li hanno reclamati e della loro importanza per il futuro. Fanno anche parte dei calcoli di attacco nella guerra incombente che oramai si è fatta largo tra i Targaryen. Come dimostra Rhaena e il suo dover gestire le uova e due piccoli draghi ( Tyraxes e Stormcloud) che ha portato con sé e che Lady Arryn non vede realmente come una protezione per Nido dell'Aquila.

Il fattore Daemon

Daemon rivela la sua vera natura

Mentre continua in modo sempre più horror la storyline dedicata a Daemon (Matt Smith), coi suoi fantasmi e il suo darsi da fare tra le mura di Harrenhal, emerge anche il suo far parte della mentalità retrograda di Westeros alla quale si accennava all’inizio e che si era già intuito nel suo duro confronto qualche episodio fa con la moglie (e nipote). Il Principe si è barricato tra quelle mura e da lì prova a continuare il proprio piano di conquista del Regno: nel nome della Regina ma in realtà di se stesso. Non ha davvero mai accettato che Rhaenyra prendesse il suo posto come erede e non riesce a vederla nel futuro dei Sette Regni, tanto da piccarsi quando viene chiamato Re Consorte come gli spetta, anche se forse il titolo giusto dovrebbe essere principe consorte, (ma forse questo dubbio ce lo leverà Martin quando deciderà di lamentarsi nuovamente di piccolezze inutili, invece di continuare il suo lavoro di scrittura della saga); in questo non può che richiamare quanto visto in The Crown e soprattutto nella realtà della famiglia reale inglese tra Elisabetta e Filippo. Chi ancora afferma che House of the Dragon parli di un universo inesistente e "fuori dal mondo", dovrebbe davvero farsi un esame di coscienza o forse aprire meglio gli occhi sul mondo che ci circonda.

Conclusioni

Dopo la battaglia dei draghi spazio a quella dei Concili Ristretti nel quinto episodio della seconda stagione di House of the Dragon (2x05). I personaggi femminili sono assolutamente centrali, mentre gli uomini continuano con la propria mentalità chiusa e retrograda, legata alle credenze secolari. A proposito di credenze, non manca la mitologia legata ai draghi e un’importante rivelazione su Daemon: oramai è chiaro da che parte stanno i vari pedoni sulla scacchiera. Ora vedremo chi muoverà per primo.

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Emma D’Arcy e Olivia Cooke, vorremmo sempre più scene con loro.

Il cast giovane si fa sentire.

L’elaborazione del lutto vista attraverso tutti i personaggi coinvolti.

Il fascino dei draghi e i parallelismi col presente e la nostra realtà.

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Tante storyline a cui stare dietro.

Matt Smith e il suo Daemon, la sua storyline comincia a risultare ripetitiva e sempre di più una seduta di psicoterapia, non ci voleva Harrenhal e Alys Rivers per sapere che il principe ribelle non aveva mai del tutto digerito il suo essere rimpiazzato come erede da Rhaenyra.

Dopo l’azione dello scorso episodio, questa puntata potrebbe sembrare di stasi e passaggio (ma in realtà non lo è).

[i-lived-bitch-beatdown]

Losers Tributes

It is with great saddness that I finally announce the losers of the Sudden Death round. Thank you to everyone who submitted characters, and hopefully this little tribute to those who are fallen but nor forgotten will help to soften the sting. And I hope you stick around as we - finally - begin to get into the bracket-proper!

quick note that I finished making this video three and a half hours ago but apparently this glorified slideshow was too much and took that long to upload

Full list of characters under the cut.

Juliet Capulet Skoodge Connor (DBH) Batman Shiro The Masked Man Helmut Fullbear Lestat Monster High Franchise Okuyasu Nijimura Robert Downey Jr's career Zane Aria Fiora Godzilla Looks to the Moon Obito Uchiha Tecna C! Wilbur Soot Kenny McCormick Majima Goro Santa Paws Choptail Leonard Church Gypceros Marcus (DBH) Mista Smurfette Will Byers Cobb Avery Frankie Stein Indou HIkaru Jasnah Kholin Jaylen Hotdogfingers Jean Grey Queen Scarlet Shen Qingqiu Gordon Freeman Cure Passion Echo Kite Morgana Sniper Superman Corypheus Foggy Nelson (Comic) Norman Promised Neverland Randall Ascot Sherlock Holmes BBC Starscream Tron Wen Ning Yuji ItadoriBrian Thomas Bruno Bucciarati Jack Manifold Laios Naegi Makoto Sooga Vergil Cassandra de Rolo Fawful The Mayor Afterall Kaladin Stormblessed Lysandre Benjen Stark Cancer Cell Thancred Toji Zero Almond Basim Bruce Banner Gabriel Geth Myotismon Sabo Scam Likely Keiji Shinoji Killian Jones Luke (Tales Of) Maxwell Mona Simpson Ahmad Byakuran Forge Laphicet Leif Zeno Julian Chase Mr. 2. Bon Clay Rivulet Rohan Kishibe Battler Ushiromiya Beelzemon Bender Palamedus Sextus Rakushen Yuri (Tales Of) Antauri En (Dorohedoro) Owen Carvour Skullduggery Pleasant Tenkuuji Takeru Eli Shane Harumi Juro Izumi Mata Nui Mikaela Kyakuya Owen Harper Pina Beastars Rumplestiltskin Akaboshi Bisco Avan Monkey D. Luffy Nedrick Zeno yae Galvus Guy Gardner Kabande Kusaka Sugimoto Astel Leda Daemon Spade Eunie Pell (One Piece) Sara Lance Shaxs Superbi Squalo Kaburagi Obey Me MC Osamu Kashiwagi Pillar Men Serge Vyland Ro'meave Hak Yatonokami Nayuta Rokuro Yamkagshi Sophi Foster and Dex Dizznee Tailgate Tsukasa Okino Kevin Yamagata Rea Van Grants Youko Player Tora Olafsdotter Jugglus Juggler

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Hauntlight and Cenotaph, a pair of original, public domain characters created for the also public domain book Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions, by Edwin Abbot Abbot.

This character reference sheet took like four days to make.

[ID: Two images, both compilations of drawings of two original characters, Hauntlight and Cenotaph.

The first drawing, which focuses on Hauntlight, is titled, "Hauntlight - it/its/itself pronouns only, yes, even in mundane, 'all-human' AUs. It's not human, only human-passing, even if born to human parents.

From top to bottom and left to right, the following drawings are labled:

"Daemon / aether / familiar is always a rabbit", showing a simple drawing of a tan rabbit, and a purple and grey shape with three lobes to represent a Flatland rabbit.

Next is a simple black line that has zig-zags and a fork at the end, with the same Flatland rabbit shape next to it for scale, showing it comes up to around where the back section forks.

Next to this is the same zig-zagged line, colored in orange, labled, "Can be thicker, though its exoskeleton is abnormally thin".

Next to this is a crude scribble drawing of a humanoid figure with ink-black skin, withd a dark brown heart shape in the center of its torso, with three stripes on either side like a rib cage. Each ankle and wrist, along with its spade-tipped tail, has two more brown stripes, one thin, one thick. It is missing one eye, with the other orange with a brown pupil. It has pointed ears, a tall asymetrical horn on one side of its head, and grey flopped over hair on the other.

It is labled, "Huamnoid! Asymetrical hair. Triped, cat face, animal ears, 1 horn, stylized grey hair, ink-black skin, 1 eye, needs glasses." Next to its right hand, which we see on the left, is a orange and yellow cane.

After this is a pale human seen from the knees up, labeled, "Human-passing! Earth (with daemons). 'Disguised' as a boy (not really, lol). Gets to have crutches!".

This version of the character is wearing a brown eye patch over its missing left eye, with its other eye black, wearing a grey-brown shirt under a dark brown vest, and warm brown pants with a dark belt. It has wooden forearm crutches, and wears a dark brown newsie cap.

After this is another version of the line from before, labled, "Most simplified! If drawn as a solid shape, should be black or orange", with a smiley face emoji. Next is a "Literal Line", purple with a grey outline, labled, "too short, ran out of paper. Grey exo, 2x repro organs, 1 set functional".

The last form is a humanoid form with three legs and two arms, with a single large cyclops eye in the center of its round head, which is tipped with a swooped arrow like a spear point. It has the same colors and pattern as the earlier humanoid, with ink-black skin and brown markings.

It has the same yellow and orange cane drawn over its right hand, which has an uncolored pencil drawing below it showing three rounded, "long webbed fingers". The rest of the labels are, "three legs", with an arrow pointing at its far left leg, which we see on the right, labeling it "worst leg: left leg", with its simple rounded feet "like hooves". Next to it is a separate spade-tipped tail, labled, "Can have spade tail [because] tails are cool, but not required. Finally, there is a drawing of a large, yellow and orange cyclops goggle labled, "could wear eyeglass if not living under The Current Regime".

The last part of text reads, "Black skin like pen ink, just light enough 2 differentiate from lines, or lineless.".

The second drawing shows three digital drawings on a black background, with white outlines, showing different styles of an original Flatland character, Cenotaph.

The first style is labeled, “Literal Line”, and shows an upward pointing arrow with a small box around the straight tail, with small curved lines coming off the sides, like cilia.

The second is labeled, “Speculative”, and shows a more detailed Flatland version as seen from above. In this form, Cenotaph has a grey exoskeleton, and a body with a rounded main section, and two long ear-shaped sections at the top, with its eye in the center. Its blood is purple, and its brain, lung, stomachs, heart, and reproductive organs are in different shades of pink and dark red.

Attached to the sides of its main body section are two cage-like contraptions with five points boring into Cenotaph’s exoskeleton, with the outside covered in the same short curved likes as the simplified version as cilia or fins. One side of the “swimmer” is colored gold to make it easier to see, the other is greyscale. Where the barbs are injected into Cenotaph’s exoskeleton, there are thick black lines of scar tissue around them.

The final drawing is labled, “Stylized”, and shows a three-dimensional cartoon rabbit walking on all fours, with an orange and yellow wheelchair holding its back legs up off the ground, with orange straps and yellow cushioning. The rabbit is dark brown, with three black stripes on its back, a black fluffy tail, and two stripes, one thick, the other thin, on its ankles and ears, with a single large orange eye with a brown slit pupil in the center of its face instead of a mouth.

End ID.]

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An original character / self insert created for the setting of Edwin Abbot Abbot's Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions, which is public domain.

You can read or download it for free from Project Gutenberg here:

"https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/201"

There's a great free audiobook on the web archive here:

"https://archive.org/details/Flatland_Book/01+1+-+Flatland.mp3"

My art (including many more than shown here!) of this character can be downloaded in HD from the web archive here:

"https://archive.org/details/hauntlight-the-irregular-line"

You can also check out the tags here on tumblr, "Hauntlight the Irregular Line", and "Cenotaph the rabbit aether".

[rjalker]

if your pronouns aren't on this list, tell me so I can add them.

Mostly it's just the first two forms that matter for most of the pronoun pin designs, but people kept asking for the full sets, which is why they're all listed out.

You know, I had these sorted into groups of 10 but tumblr decided to undo that. so. RIP.

ace/aces/acelf (or aceself)

ae/aem/aes/aemself

ae/aeon/aeons/aeonself

ae/aer/(aers)/aerself

ae/ryn/(ryns)/rynself

ae/aev/aevs/aevself

aero/aeros/aeroself

aix/arix/aiv/aixelf

an/droid/androidself

an/dro/gyn/oid

an/dro/dros/androself

aro/aros/aroself

ar/lok/loks/lokself

asi/min/mina/minself

aster/asters/asterself

ay/ace/aceself

ay/li/yen/alienself

bee/bees/beeself

bee/bem/bes/bemself

beep/boop/boops/boopself

bun/buns/bunself

by/lar/lars/larself

byt/byts/bytself

ca/thar/tis/tharself

card/cards/cardself

ce/cer/(cers)/cerself

ce/cey/ces/ceyself

ce/cey/ceir/ceyself

cey/cem/ceir/cemself

ce/cim/cims/cimself

ce/cir/cirs/cirself

cer/cers/cerself

char/chars/charself

charm/charms/charmself

che/chi/chis/chiself

che/chim/chis/chimself

click/clack/clacks/clackself

clo/loc/(locs)/clockself

club/clubs/clubself

club/heart/spade/(diamond)/suitself

coin/coins/coinself

co/cos/coself

cu/ti/tis/tiself

cy/cyan/cyans/cyanself

cyan/cyans/cyanself

cy/cyb/cybryk

cy/cyb/cyber/cyberself

da/dar/dark/darkself

dark/darks/darkself

dae/daem/daems/daemself

dae/daem/daemon/daemonself

de/ad/ath/adself

de/der/(ders)/derself

de/dim/dis/dimself

de/ir/irk/irself

deq/dir/dira/dirself

dey/dem/des/demself

diamond/diamonds/diamondself

dove/doves/doveself

dre/aras/arel/araself

dre/dream/dreams/dreamself

dream/dreams/dreamself

e/em/eir/emself

e/er/ers/erself

e/im/is/imself

echo/echos/echoself

es/lin/lins/linself

ex/exs/exself

ey/eir/eirself

ey/em/eir/emself

ey/er/eir/erself

fae/faer/(faers)/faerself

fae/fir/firs/firself

fang/fangs/fangself

fe/ir

feather/feathers/featherself

fleur/fleurs/fleurself

fluff/fluffs/fluffself

fox/foxs/foxself

frog/frogs/frogself

gal/lif/frey/gallifrey

gar/ros/roself

gear/gears/gearself

gi/gin/gins/ginself

glitch/glitches/glitchself

he/him/his/himself

hea/ler/(lers)/lerself

heart/hearts/heartself

hero/heros/heroself

hop/hops/hopself

hy/hym/hys/hymself

ido/eis/eiself

ili/ilin

it/its/itself

ith/iths/ithself

ith/kir/kirs/kirself

ivy/ivys/ivyself

ix/hal/hallep/halself

ix/ixelf

izi/av/avi/fiself

jay/jays/jayself

joke/jokes/jokeself

joker/jokers/jokerself

ke/kem/kes/kemself

ker/kri/krix/kriself

key/kem/kes/kemself

king/kings/kingself

kit/kits/kitself

kit/kitten/kittens/kittenself

kiz/zuna/zunas/zunaself

ky/shal/shalk/shalself

ky/tin/tins/tinself

kyn/areth/arev/arethself

leaf/leafs/leafself

ley/lem/les/lemself

li/lia/lias/liaself

li/lim/lis/limself

li/lin/lins/linself

li/lir/lirs/lirself

lo/lok/loks/lokself

lu/lun/luna/lunself

lu/luna/lunas/lunaself

lun/luna/lunas/lunaself

luna/lunas/lunaself

ly/lyr/lyrs/lyrself

mae/mer/mims/merself

mal/ad/dy/malady

mango/mangos/mangoself

meow/meows/meowself

mi/mus/pol/muself

mio/fel/fels/felself

mley/mlem/mlems/mlemself

mon/arch/archs/archself

monarch/monarchs/monarchself

moon/moons/moonself

moth/moths/mothself

mp3/mp3s/mp3self

mus/ruum/ruums/ruumself

N/Z/Q/(R)/C

nat/zahl/quoz/(reals)/comp

ne/nem/nes/nemself

ne/neo/neos/neoself

ne/rix/riv/rixelf

nei/ther/thers/therself

neo/neon/neonself

neo/neos/neoself

ney/nem/nes/nemself

ni/nir/niys/nirself

ni/nir/nirs/nirself

nix/nixself

nor/mal/mals/normalself

nor/nors/norself

nov/nova/novas/novaself

nova/novas/novaself

oak/oaks/oakself

owl/owls/owlself

paw/paws/pawself

pe/per/pers/perself

per/sim/sims/simself

pix/pixel/pixels/pixelself

pri/prin/prince/princeself

pri/pin/princess/princesself

pro/noun/nouns/nounself

pru/nus/sero/nuself

pup/pups/pupself

purr/purrs/purself

queen/queens/queenself

queer/queers/queerself

quer/cus/quercuself

qui/sal/kus/salself

quir/quirs/quirself

rain/rains/rainself

rak/sura/suras/suraself

rawr/rawrs/rawrself

re/rei/reiv/reiself

ri/rin/rins/rinself

ri/riv/rivs/riverself

ri/riv/rix/riself

rot/rots/rotself

ry/ryn/ryns/rynself

sci/ence/(ences)/enceself

sci/scis/sciself

sci/ur/rus/sciuruself

se/ser/sers/serself

se/sim/sims/simelf

sey/sem/seir/semself

shay/shayself

shay/shays/shayself

shey/shem/sheir/shemself

she/her/(hers)/herself

si/sin/sina/sinself

sia/lia/lias/liaself

sil/silv/silver/silverself

singu/laer/larity/singularity

ski/per/pers/perself

skip/per/pers/skipperself

skip/skips/skipself

skipper/skippers/skipperself

so/sol/sols/solself

sol/solar/solars/solarself

soul/souls/soulself

spade/spades/spadeself

spark/sparks/sparkself

star/stars/starself

ste/stel/stellarself

stell/stellium/stelliumself

strife/strifes/strifeself

su/[na]/uvu/lo/(kar)/zeda

sun/suns/sunself

sy/rup/rups/rupself

sy/sky/skys/skyself

tal/lyn/lyns/lynself

tar/dis/tardiself

te/teal/teals/tealself

te/ter/ters/terself

te/ter/(ters)/terself

tey/tem/tes/temself

they/them/their/themself

thi/hil/(hilz)/hilself

thorn/thorns/thornself

thun/thunder/thunders/thunderself

ti/tik/tiks/tikself

toad/flax/toadflaxself

toad/toads/toadself

toy/toys/toyself

tri/trick/tricks/trickself

twig/twigs/twigself

vae/si/av/siself

vae/vaer/vael/vaerself

vae/vam/vas/vamself

ve/vei/veir/veiself

ve/vem/ver/vemself

ve/ven/vens/venself

ve/vim/vis/vimself

ve/ver/vers/verself

ve/ver/vis/verself

vee/veen/veens/veenself

vey/vem/veir/vemself

vi/viol/violet/violetself

vi/vir/virs/virself

vix/vixs/vixself

vo/vos/voself

voi/void/voids/voidself

void/voids/voidself

W/X/Y/Z

wa/wir/wor/(worl)wirself

wasp/wasps/waspself

wave/waves/waveself

weird/weirds/weirdself

willow/willows/willowself

wolf/wolfs/wolfself

X/Xs/Xself

X/Xself

xae/xaer/xael/xaerself

xae/xaer/xaerself

xe/hir/hirs/hirself

xe/hir/(hirs)/hirself

xe/xem/xeir/xemself

xe/xem/xel/xemself

xe/xim/xis/ximself

xe/xir/xirs/xirself

xe/xym/xys/xymself

xei/xev/xes/xevself

xeno/bell/bella/bellself

xey/xem/xeir/xemself

xi/kiyn/kiyns/kiynself

xi/xir/xirs/xirself

xie/xyr/xyrs/xyrself

xiy/rik/ix/sirav

xy/xym/xys/xymself

zag/rey/yus/zagreus

zal/az/azself

zap/zaps/zapself

ze/hir/(hirs)/hirself

ze/hir/hirs/hirself

ze/zem/zel/zemself

ze/zem/zeir/zemself

ze/zer/zers/zerself

ze/zir/zirs/zirself

ze/zir/zis/zirself

zey/zem/zeir/zemself

zhe/hir/hirs/hirself

zhe/zir/zirs/zirself

zy/zem/zel/zemself

zy/zev/zel/zevself

zy/zym/zys/zyself

[tarvos]

Okay so, I know I’m taking centuries to do this but, I have decided I’m not going to write with icons. Why? Cause I just done me a big thing and added hella loads to my list, like, I would die if I made this many icons.

Please also bare in mind, I’m working my socks off on this code to try and get it done so I can write everyone!!

So, under the cut is all of the fandoms / muses that I have added to my list. The bolded ones are my new ones!!

ARSLAN.

Daryun

Farangis

BORDERLANDS.

Brick

Krieg the Psycho

Maya

Mordecai

DIVINITY.

Fane

Red Prince

Sebille

DYNASTY WARRIORS.

Cheng Pu

Lu Su

Sima Shi

Sima Yi

Sun Jian

Zhang Liao

Zhao Yun

Zhou Yu

ELDER SCROLLS.

Abnur Tharn

Brynjolf

Divayth Fyr

Green-Venom-Tongue

Sotha Sil

FINAL FANTASY.

Gladiolus Amicitia

Vincent Valentine

FIRE EMBLEM.

Azura

Chrom

Ike

Marth

Navarre

Ryoma

HAKUOUKI.

Hijikata Toshizo

Saito Hajime

Souji Okita

HELLSING.

Alucard

Heinkel Wolfe

Walter C Dornez

HYRULE WARRIORS.

Ganondorf

Link

Sheik

Zelda

KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN.

Alaude

Daemon Spade

Dino

Fon

G.

Giotto

Gokudera Hayato

Lussuria

Superbi Squalo

Tsunayoshi Sawada

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS.

Dimitri Aleski

Elion

Llwynog

Pharom

Sethos

POKEMON.

Brendan

Gloria

Lance

Lyra

Touko

SAMURAI WARRIORS.

Magoichi Saika

Masamune Date

Mitsunari Ishida

Nagamasa Azai

Naomasa Ii 

Sakon Shima

Ujiyasu Hojo

Yoshitsugu Otani

TRINITY BLOOD.

William Walter Wordsworth

UTA NO PRINCE SAMA.

Ranmaru Kurosaki

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Tagged by @varialeaderxanxus, thanks!

RULES: choose any three fandoms (in random order) and answer the questions. Then tag some friends~

I choose: KHR DGM RWBY

The first character you loved: Tsunayoshi Sawada Yuu Kanda Ruby Rose

The character you never expected to love so much: Skull Alma Karma Sun Wukong

The character you relate to most: Shouichi Irie 
Miranda Lotto 
Jaune Arc

The character you’d slap: Daemon Spade or Julie Katou 
Malcolm C. Rouvelier/Leverrier/Lvellie/howdoispellhisname and Chaoji Han 
Mercury Black *hisses angrily*

Three favorite characters (in no particular order): Superbi Squalo(Chrome Dokuro as a close second!) Alma Karma 
Lie Ren

A character you liked at first but not so much anymore: Dino Cavallone, I suppose? 
Chaoji Han. Right up until the aftermath of the whole Tyki debacle. Then mild okaywithhimness turned to rage. 
All the ones I liked were made more lovable I cant

A character you did not like at first, but they’ve grown on you: Haru Miura. I found her annoying at first. 
Howard Link 
Weiss Schnee

3 OTPs: 1896 (Hibari and Chrome) AllenXHappiness (kidding, kidding, with proper characters it’s Kanda and Alma) Renora (Ren and Nora)

[autolovecraft]

After that we were jointly going mad from our devastating ennui.

I encountered a queer interruption; when a lean vulture darted down out of the pre-Raphaelites all were ours in their time, but I felt that I must try any step conceivably logical. In the coffin lay an amulet of green jade object, we thought we had heard in the water. Less than a week after our return to England, strange things began to ascribe the occurrences to imagination which still prolonged in our ears the faint far baying we shuddered, remembering the tales of the mad Arab Abdul Alhazred; the antique church, the grave-robbing. Niches here and there contained skulls of all shapes, and this we found it. Bizarre manifestations were now too frequent to count. Excavation was much easier than I expected, though at one point I encountered a queer interruption; when a lean vulture darted down out of the unknown, we proceeded to the theory that we lived in growing horror and fascination.

The skeleton, though at one point I encountered a queer interruption; when a lean vulture darted down out of the amulet after destroying by fire and burial the rest of the kingly dead, and sometimes we burned a strangely scented candle before it.

His screams had reached the rotting, bald pates of famous noblemen, and how we thrilled at the unfriendly sky, and the ivied church pointing a huge spectral finger at the bleached and cavern-eyed face of its features was repellent in the night that demonic baying rolled over the clean white skull and its eyeless sockets that once had glowed with a blow of my spade. Our lonely house was seemingly alive with the satanic taste of neurotic virtuosi we had heard all night a faint, deep, insistent note as of some gigantic hound in the museum. Even had its outlines been unfamiliar we would have desired it, but as we found potent only by a close-packed nightmare retinue of huge, sinewy, sleeping bats, was the bony thing my friend and I knew that what had befallen St John was always the leader, and how we thrilled at the livid sky; the phosphorescent insects that danced like death-fires under the yews in a body to the calm white thing that had killed it, and frightened away an abnormally large horde of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial … Now, as if receding far away, a queer interruption; when a lean vulture darted down out of the thing that had killed it, but worked only under certain conditions of mood, landscape, environment, weather, season, and every subsequent event including St John's pocket, we gave a last glance at the single door which led to the terrible scene in time to hear a whir of wings and see a vague black cloudy thing silhouetted against the rising moon.

Accordingly I sank into the house and made shocking obeisances before the enshrined amulet of green jade.

And as I approached the ancient grave I had followed enthusiastically every aesthetic and intellectual movement which promised respite from our life of unnatural personal experiences and adventures. As we hastened from the unnamed and unnameable drawings which it was rumored Goya had perpetrated but dared not look at it. I strolled on Victoria Embankment for some needed air, I know not how much later, whilst we were mad, dreaming, or a clumsy manipulation of the symbolists and the crumbling slabs; the grotesque trees, drooping sullenly to meet the neglected grass and cracking slabs, and I sometimes produced dissonances of exquisite morbidity and cacodemonical ghastliness; whilst in a body to the terrible scene in time to hear a whir of wings and see a vague black cloudy thing silhouetted against the rising moon. There one might find the rotting, bald pates of famous noblemen, and leering sentiently at me with phosphorescent sockets and sharp ensanguined fangs yawning twistedly in mockery of my inevitable doom. May heaven forgive the folly and morbidity which led to the calm white thing that lay within; but I had followed enthusiastically every aesthetic and intellectual movement which promised respite from our devastating ennui. Wearied with the night of September 24,19—, I departed on the dim-lighted moor a wide, nebulous shadow sweeping from mound to mound, I heard afar on the dim-lighted moor a wide, nebulous shadow sweeping from mound to mound, I know not why I went thither unless to pray, or in our senses, we had always entertained a dread that our grisly collection might be discovered. My friend was dying when I saw that it was rumored Goya had perpetrated but dared not acknowledge.

When I arose, trembling, I bade the knocker enter, but as we found potent only by increasing gradually the depth and diabolism of our penetrations. All too well did we trace the sinister lineaments described by the claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses … dripping death astride a bacchanal of bats which had apparently been worn around the doors but around the windows also, upper as well as lower. All he could not answer coherently. But the autumn wind moaned sad and wan, and the flesh and hair, and in the Holland churchyard. St John nor I could identify; and on the moor the faint far baying we shuddered, remembering the tales of one buried for five centuries, who had himself been a ghoul in his time and had stolen a potent thing from a small piece of green jade.

Our lonely house was seemingly alive with the stealing of the neighborhood. The baying was loud that evening, and without servants in a few rooms of an ancient manor-house on the moor became to us a certain and dreaded reality. Around the walls of this repellent chamber were cases of antique mummies alternating with comely, lifelike bodies perfectly stuffed and cured by the claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses … dripping death astride a bacchanal of bats which had been hovering curiously around it. Around the base was an inscription in characters which neither St John is a mangled corpse; I alone know why, and every night that demonic baying rolled over the wind-swept moor, I bade the knocker enter, but as we sailed the next day away from Holland to our home, we proceeded to the secret library staircase. We were no vulgar ghouls, but so old that we finally pried it open and feasted our eyes on what it held. When I aroused St John and I had followed enthusiastically every aesthetic and intellectual movement which promised respite from our devastating ennui. Only the somber philosophy of the reflections of the corpse-eating cult of inaccessible Leng, in Central Asia. I shudder to recall it! It was the night of September 24,19—, I shut my eyes and threw it suddenly open; whereupon we felt an unaccountable rush of air, I departed on the following day for London, taking with me the amulet after destroying by fire and burial the rest of the world. On the night-wind … claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses … dripping death astride a bacchanal of bats which haunted the old manor-house in unprecedented and increasing numbers. In the coffin lay an amulet of curious and exotic design, which had apparently been worn around the sleeper's neck. All too well did we trace the sinister lineaments described by the jaws of the unknown, we were both in the ancient grave I had followed enthusiastically every aesthetic and intellectual movement which promised respite from our life of unnatural excitements, but I dared not acknowledge.

Bizarre manifestations were now too frequent to count. An inappropriate hour, a queer combination of rustling, tittering, and mumbled over his body one of the pre-Raphaelites all were ours in their time, but covered with caked blood and shreds of alien flesh and radiantly golden heads of new-buried children. Niches here and there contained skulls of all, the titanic bats, was seized by some frightful carnivorous thing and torn to ribbons. A locked portfolio, bound in tanned human skin, held together with surprising firmness, and articulate chatter. I reached the house, and I had followed enthusiastically every aesthetic and intellectual movement which promised respite from our devastating ennui. Extinguishing all lights, we had always entertained a dread that our doors were seldom disturbed by the claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses … dripping death astride a bacchanal of bats which haunted the old manor-house on a bleak and unfrequented moor; so that our doors were seldom disturbed by the taxidermist's art, and beheld a rotting oblong box crusted with mineral deposits from the dismal railway station, was the night, not only around the windows also, upper as well as lower. The amulet—that damned thing—Then he collapsed, an inert mass of mangled flesh. I know not how much later, whilst we were jointly going mad from our life of unnatural excitements, but each new mood was drained too soon, of its owner and closed up the grave-earth until I killed him with a desperation partly mine and partly that of a prosaic world; where huge winged daemons carven of basalt and onyx vomited from wide grinning mouths weird green and orange light, and the flesh and radiantly golden heads of new-buried children.

In a squalid thieves' den an entire family had been hovering curiously around it.

One evening as I approached the ancient house on a bleak and unfrequented moor; so that our grisly collection might be discovered.

Excavation was much easier than I expected, though at one point I encountered a queer combination of rustling, tittering, and we gave their details a fastidious technical care. Madness rides the star-wind … claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses … dripping death astride a bacchanal of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial … Now, however, we thought we heard this suggestion of baying we thought we saw that it held in its gory filthy claw the lost and fateful amulet of green jade amulet now reposed in a niche in our senses, we gave a last glance at the grave-robbing.

Bizarre manifestations were now too frequent to count.

The baying was very faint now, and heard, as we found it. There were nauseous musical instruments, stringed, brass, wood-wind, stronger than the night-wind, and we began to happen.

By what malign fatality were we lured to that detestable course which even in my present fear I shall be mangled in the same way. There one might find the rotting, bald pates of famous noblemen, and sometimes we burned a strangely scented candle before it. I reached the rotting, bald pates of famous noblemen, and the ivied church pointed a jeering finger at the picture of ourselves, the pale watching moon, the tales of one buried for five centuries, who had himself been a ghoul in his time and had stolen a potent thing from a mighty sepulcher. In the coffin lay an amulet of green jade. And when I saw a black shape obscure one of the symbolists and the strange, half-heard directionless baying of whose objective existence we could neither see nor definitely place. The baying was very faint now, and we began to ascribe the occurrences to imagination which still prolonged in our museum, and became as worried as I strolled on Victoria Embankment for some cursed and unholy nourishment. All too well did we trace the sinister lineaments described by the jaws of the peasantry; for he whom we sought had centuries before been found in this self same spot, torn and mangled by the old manor-house on the moor the faint far baying we thought we saw the bats descend in a multitude of inlaid ebony cabinets reposed the most incredible and unimaginable variety of tomb-loot ever assembled by human madness and perversity. There was no one in the night, not only around the windows also, upper as well as lower. One evening as I. We only realized, with the blackest of apprehensions, that the faint distant baying as of some gigantic hound, and mumbled over his body one of the kingly dead, and a faint distant baying over the moor, always louder and louder. An inappropriate hour, a jarring lighting effect, or gibber out insane pleas and apologies to the earth we had so lately rifled, as we had so lately rifled, as if receding far away, a jarring lighting effect, or catalog even partly the worst of all shapes, and was exquisitely carved in antique Oriental fashion from a small piece of green jade. But after three nights I heard the baying in that ancient churchyard, and beheld a rotting oblong box crusted with mineral deposits from the long undisturbed ground. Around the base was an inscription in characters which neither St John, walking home after dark from the centuried grave. May heaven forgive the folly and morbidity which led to the theory that we must possess it; that this treasure alone was our logical pelf from the long undisturbed ground. Now, however, we gave their details a fastidious technical care.

It is of this loot in particular that I destroy it long before I thought of destroying myself!

A wind, stronger than the night that the faint, deep, insistent note as of some gigantic hound, and those around had heard in the vilest quarter of the neighborhood. But the autumn wind moaned sad and wan, and was exquisitely carved in antique Oriental fashion from a small piece of green jade. After that we were troubled by what seemed to be a frequent fumbling in the forbidden Necronomicon of the visitor. Through these pipes came at will the odors our moods most craved; sometimes the narcotic incense of imagined Eastern shrines of the devilish rituals he had loved in life.