#or new terrifying monster!

[weissflower]

i love Harlan Guthrie shows because I never know if the terrifying voice speaking from where no one should be is Harlan Guthrie (supposed to be dead), Harlan Guthrie (supposed to be trapped somewhere), or Harlan Guthrie (terrifying new thing that’s yet to be heard).

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Expertise can't help you here.

[galehowl]

there he is, the asshole

[lilaccatholic]

I am once again thinking about the reluctant ruler whose arc justly and correctly includes assuming the throne and taking responsibility for the people set before them

[wizardyandcheesesammich]

You guys know that trope? Of the kid who gets superpowers and sneaks away to be a hero/vigilante while hiding it from their parents?

Our boy Chayanne is doing that except he's sneaking off to be a super villain. (And his dad totally knows. He would remind him to brush his teeth when he comes back from a night of murder and terror.)

[forcedhesitation]

why should it just be steve who has all the torturous purgatory realm fun?

[kobbers]

Hunting Horn Zo c:

[muffinlance]

Fellow Prisoner Li, Part 6: Bloodbender (Positive)

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“When the moon rises,” Hama spoke softly, as they guarded the door of the inn. 

Katara eyed the sky above the trees. Evening was coming, but the sun would still be up when Tui fully rose. But it wasn’t night that gave them power: it was the moon. The moon, which wasn’t quite full anymore. 

“You’re stronger than I ever was,” her waterbending master said, squeezing her wrist. “And we have to try.”

Fire Nation imprisonment was what they were bound for, if they didn’t try now. Katara had already stared into that fate, and broken its last survivors free.

She stretched out her fingers, slowly. Watched the Fire Nation princess, impatiently pacing across the clearing.

She’d do more than try.

* * *

“A spirit,” the princess repeated, pinching the bridge of her nose. “That kidnaps people. Every full moon.”

“Yes, princess,” one of the guards said. They’d just come from the town.

“Then find me his bones, if you must, but find him,” the princess snapped. She had no patience for this.

Katara would have as much patience as she needed. Just like Hama, in that prison.

Just like the moon, as it sang to her blood. Soon.

* * *

Soon.

* * *

“Princess, we found—”

“There was a cave, we’ve got more people seeing to the rest—”

“Bring him here,” the princess said, belying her own demand by stalking closer to the soldier who was carrying a limp form. Azula’s back was to the inn. The attention of the other soldiers was on the newcomers, and what they carried. 

Now. 

Azula stopped mid-stride. Jerked, like someone had pulled her strings taut. It took a moment for the soldiers to notice that something was wrong. Took them longer, to identify the source.

Katara didn’t need to stand to do this. She sat on the steps of the inn, and crooked her fingers, and made the princess spin towards her in a pirouette human muscles were not made for.

“Good,” Hama whispered, into her ear. 

“You’re going to order them to let us go,” Katara said. “Or this will be the last thing you feel.”

It… looked horrible. Worse than when Hama had her practice, during the full moon, on the chicken-pig that was to be their dinner. They’d butchered it afterwards, and the master had shown her the way the blood vessels had burst and muscles torn where the soft flesh had twisted too hard against bone. Slow movements, Hama had said. Smooth. Like hanging a rag to drip, not like wringing it out. 

Unless you want them down, she’d added, and turned her knife away from anatomy and towards making them a stew. Then as fast as you can. 

The princess jerked in her hold, as much as she was able. Her torso was free, the soft organs and lungs and heart left alone. Her head, as well. Katara held her by arms and legs, as she’d been taught.

Don’t try for the head unless you want them dead. The brain has a lot of water. 

“You dare,” the princess spat.

Katara looked at her. For the first time, she was not at all afraid of the Fire Nation. 

“Order them,” she repeated.

“Princess—” said a solider. One of many who were uneasily shifting into stances ready for attack. 

“Stand down,” the princess barked. “Let them leave. Kill them if they kill me.”

Katara stayed sitting on the steps, her fingers cramping, meeting the princess’ gaze with her own as Sokka worked to free Appa from the net. As Hama helped the elders into the saddle, one by one. As Sokka politely—Excuse me, I’ll just be taking that, thanks for the find—reclaimed Li.

She couldn’t see their firebender breathing, from here. But she could feel the blood in his veins. She could feel it all around, in every enemy and every friend, pounding against her head. Her fingers twitched involuntarily. The princess grit her teeth against a gasp. 

“I’ll just be taking this, too,” Sokka said, scooping the princess up in the same bridal carry he’d just used for Li. “You can tell your Fire Lord to expect our ransom letter.”

“Sokka,” Katara said, between teeth clenched with strain. She couldn’t tell him I can’t do this much longer, because she didn’t know what would happen if the soldiers or princess heard. But she couldn’t, it was… it was too much, and everywhere, and she wasn’t sure for how much longer it would just be the princess. 

Pulling water from plants had been easier. She hadn’t cared which ones had wilted. 

“Katara,” Sokka said. “It’s free royal hostage.”

The princess went in the saddle. Hama helped Katara up, too. And then they were in the air, and—and she could let go. Relax. Let the only pulse she felt be her own.

She’d done it. 

She was crying, and Hama was hugging her, and another elder on her other side was too, and the moon was high above them white and brilliant and she’d done it.

“You’re so strong,” Hama said, holding her tight. “Such a master you’ll make. You’ll never have anything to fear, my child. It’s the world that will fear you. Our beautiful, brave southern bloodbender.”

The princess sat in the back of the cramped saddle, rubbing slowly at her arms. She was watching Katara. Katara couldn’t read her expression, through the tears. And to be honest? She didn’t really care.

She’d done it, she’d done it, and she could have done so much worse. 

If the princess didn’t recognize mercy when she saw it, it was only because she was still alive to disagree.

[abluescarfonwaston]

Child advocate lawyer Miles Edgeworth. He's this big scary looking guy who Immediately folds under the slightest bit of pressure from a child. (Your honor he said he wouldn't testify without the camera. I told him it was illegal. He restated his terms. So he gets the camera in court. Very well then Prosecutor Edgeworth.) But they call him a demon for a reason. He met Jessie 8 minutes ago and if ANYONE was mean to her he would kill everyone in the room and then injure himself trying to make her smile.

His office is pink. It is full of children's toys and he Has actually seen every episode of them yes i would love to discuss it's merits right now do you have three hours? These two facts mean children either 1. Flock to him or 2. Have something easy to bully him about. Which he takes in stride from children. (But rip to the adult who tried to join in) See: Ema.

He knows first hand the Terror of being on the stand. Of being Alone on the stand while your world collapses around you. But he's there. They are Never alone while he's there with them. He is calm, eloquent and the most powerful person in the courtroom for sure! And still he walks the stairs because "my father died in an elevator. So im scared of them. It's okay to be scared of things. We can always take the stairs."

He's a pathetic mess. More than once a child has been brought to him early in the morning and asked if they've brushed their teeth yet. "Because if not I still need to. I have some spares if you'd like one. Even some steel samurai ones." He is still not nice to the detectives. Some children scold him (which he accepts) and some laugh. (which he wears as a badge of pride for the rest of the week.)

He is on the emergency housing list for kids taken in after incidents. It's just supposed to be for a night but a few times it became extended stays. He was pulled off the case for one of the girls because "Prosecutor Edgeworth i think you'd make a more valuable witness than prosecutor don't you?" The word around the courthouse was Edgeworth nearly killed the defendant so the judge pulled the demon out.

Child advocate lawyer Miles Edgeworth.

[venomgaia]

do you ever set up your workspace and become some sort of brady bunch-adjacent hell

[astrxealis]

dear gods i adore horror tbh but i am way too sensitive to it

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

It certainly was an adjustment: For so long, it had just been him and Emily, against the whole world it seemed. From the time that they first met to that long stretch of time before they migrated to California and found the Mansion, it had just been the two of them, and for that time, they were all they needed. In some ways, it was a bit of a culture shock when they moved to Gracey Manor, and found themselves in the company of not just familiar faces like Dorian and Elizabeth, but suddenly surrounded by like-minded spooks, spooks who didn't bat an eye at their relationship, and were instead whole-heartedly supportive of them. After ages of having to hide their love from prying eyes, it was bizarre, to be able to be so open.

And then came his parents, and that brought with it its own necessary adjustments, to have his mother and father back in his (after)life after so long. To not only reunite with his mother, but to reconnect with his father and make amends, forging the sort of father-son bond he never thought he'd ever have, and to have both June and Wilhelm so readily embrace Emily? It was a lot to take in the moment, but it had paid dividends: He had his parents back, Emily had a pair of parental figures to turn to, and their children had a set of loving grandparents to grow up around.

And now his uncles and his grandparents were in the mix, and that opened so many doors! Clearly, both the Paces and the Burkes had taken a shine to Emily (which put Randall over the moon, seeing his wife have a loving and supportive family unit after so long), and it made him so happy, to see his father reconnecting with his older brother, and his mother so overjoyed to be reunited with her parents, and the children were warming up to the new members, who loved them (and him, he had to remind himself) as soon as they laid eyes on them. It would mean birthdays and holidays together, letters and cards exchanged...for so long it had been him and his mother, then himself and Emily, and now...their little family had grown so much!

"Oh, she looked like a little angel, didn't she?" Randall grinned, his undead heart fluttering at the memory of his little girl, looking so cherubic as she lay between her grandparents, any unease or uncertainty felt previously having largely evaporated.

Lon similarly looked angelic between his uncles; at this memory, Randall couldn't help but chuckle amusedly, adding, "Y'know, I think we've finally found someone-two someone's, in fact-that can wear out even our boy!"

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Wanting to look at true crime stuff to learn about psychology and criminal investigation but only finding a bunch of people who idolize and “uwu-ify” serial killers and school shooters 😬 fucking YIKES

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Archon quest talk!

Oh man all I can say is HE FOUND IT!!! Our boy!! I dare not get my hopes up too high but in another Hoyo game, Star Rail, they just rereleased a character with an alternate form (Dan Heng and Imbibitor Lunae), and it'd be SO COOL if we got that in Genshin with Legacy, but I cannot bring myself to hope for it yet, gotta know more --

YEAAAAHHAHAHAHHHH HE FOUND IT OUR BOY FOUND IT!!!!!! i'm so proud of him he's going to get into SO much trouble!!! >:)

listen i know they probably won't, BUT. if hoyoverse ever releases Foul Legacy as being playable i'm going to go insane. absolutely bonkers. off my rocker. if they release it as a skin though i'm gonna be so conflicted because on one hand, i don't want to spend money but on the other hand..... moth...........

[rudolphsboyfriend]

God I feel like I'm growing old (turning 20) but not as in I'm getting ugly and losing my worth, not as in i actually think 20 is old, not as in i think my 'biological clock' is running out. I'm growing old as in everything is changing so fast and I'm the same age my heroes were when they felt so big to me, but I don't feel big. Somehow i still feel like a kid, and yet the kid i was also feels so strange to me, and now I don't know if I'm an adult or a child because i feel like neither. Do you understand someone please tell me you understand.

[queensharotto]

“Royal statue…”

Movie: Escape from Skull Shores