sometimes I think of all the on-the-surface warm, well-meaning but deeply ineffectual advice and attention john gives harrow through harrow the ninth (make some soup and get some sleep! get a hobby! don't be so hard on yourself! self care harrow! as long as I need take no actual responsibility in this relationship whatsoever I would have loved to be your dad!) set up against the stark truth that with his other hand he has been staging her attempted horrific murder again and again and again like a living nightmare on the logic that it will 'put her down or fix her'. and then I find that I wish there is a hell. a special hell where twitch streamers turned necromantic death emperors go
To anyone who still remembers the White Empire sonic au thing i had going on a few years ago; gonna be revamping the story to put the characters up on my toyhouse page! Will drop a link once it's done
ATLA x Hermitcraft (+empires and life in the future)
i think it would be kinda cool if Scar uses his earthbending to move around
joel maybe a part of the royal family? he just kinda gives off those vibes
etho and gem have to be siblings i mean c'mon
any suggestions for the other hermits/lifers/emporers and their bending would be appreciated! - i've put more of the au in the comments if you'd like to see it!
Man I love Omori and Steven Universe, on tge first watch/playthrough it’s all fun and games but on the second time around you see that foreshadowing is everywhere and it feels like being stabbed. No other piece of media does it like them.
Update for The Rod That Blocks the Lightning: I will be posting the first few chapters Sunday or Monday evening
Summary: With the destruction of the main forces of the invading Weasel Army, the surviving enemy factions feud against each other for control. Geumsaegi’s assumptions on easily continuing his mission is dashed by the competence of the new-coming leaders, as well as the continued survival of his nemesis, Mulmangcho. However, between the ineptitude of the general ranks and the infighting, Geumsaegi can still see a slim chance at success. With a new order of espionage and scout hunters coming into play, will the disguised squirrel be able to protect his beloved Flower Hill without sacrifice?
Scar scowled as yet another announcement from their Great GOAT Leader rang out across Scarland. It was really hampering the atmosphere in the park and visitor numbers were down. Had been ever since, well! Well, since that small rebellion that happened nearby. Not that he had anything to do with that, no! That was all HoTGuY! And after their camp had been obliterated things had mostly settled down. HoTGuY was still being repaired weeks later; Cub was having trouble sourcing the parts he needed.
Running a theme park in the Perimeter wasn't an easy task at the best of times, let alone when he had loudhailers and exploded hillsides so close to where his guests would come in on the train. It was just so untidy! But he didn't want to risk getting in even more trouble so he didn't dare try to tidy it up.
If only there was somewhere else to go, somewhere free from all this nonsense! Ahh, but there was nowhere else, right? The Perimeter was everything. It was self-sustaining, contained all the people would ever need. Why would you even want to go anywhere else? Scar didn't, not really. Well. Not in a way he would ever admit to. To even dream of it was akin to treason. His park was a brilliant success for the Perimeter. Sure, he profited off it a little, but no, he lived to serve their Great GOAT Leader, and he had spent all his life trying to do as much as he could to make him proud.
Now he had to figure out what to do with HoTGuY once he got him up and running again. There was clearly something wrong with his programming. Something that was making him rebellious. Disobedient. Apart from that pesky bird he hung out with, of course. That went without saying. Honestly he should have pulled him out of service a week before it all kicked off when he noticed he was late responding to his commands. He should've seen this coming. And as the owner, he'd had to pay hefty fines in compensation, since he was, after all, just a droid. That was also making him scowl.
"Curse you, you stupid GOAT," Scar muttered under his breath as yet another announcement started playing, loud enough to drown out any of the announcements at the park. He could barely sleep unless he locked himself in a sound-proof room to keep the noise down to a bare minimum. It was awful.
His words were empty, though. Scar wasn't going anywhere. There was nowhere to go, and besides, he dared not leave HoTGuY unattended where that bird and any of the other citizens might be able to corrupt him. No, he would stay, and try not to go mad as the Perimeter tightened its fist on its weary population.