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THE BUMBLING FOOL - an essay/rant

(contains spoilers for The Wizard of Oz and Doctor Who episodes “Utopia”(s3/ep11) and “Sound of the drums” (s3/ep12))

To begin, I present to you some context…. So, recently I saw a post by @monica00 who posted an excerpt from the Master’s diary. The “MASTER OF ALL I SURVEY” is composed of several diary entries written by Simm!Master. In one of them, Day 42, he mentions carving the faces of several of his regenerations (Delgado, Ainley, himself and the “Wizard of Oz”) into Mount Rushmore. This led me to ponder who he’s referring to when talking about the wizard of Oz.

So, after thinking a bit, I finally figured out that he was talking about the Master as portrayed by Sir Derek Jacobi / the War Master. And that led me to composing this handy (and probably not that well written) list? Analysis? Essay? About the parallels between the character of “The Wizard of Oz” and Professor Yana/the Master.

Note: My information on the wizard of Oz is partly taken from deep crevices of my brain and the “Wizard of Oz” wiki, so I might be mixing up several portrayals of the character. Also, this is my personal interpretation, so yeah…

Enjoy, I guess…

This rant is dedicated to my current Doctor Who obsession and of course to @roxannepolice, my motivation for writing/ actually publishing this. Many thanks to you for feeding my thoschei obsession with your content and (ask game answers) and exsisting.

After Dorothy arrives in Oz via hurricane, she desperately “wishes” to get back home to Kansas. The Good Witch informs her about the approaching threat of the Wicked Witch (who is going to chase her down and try to kill her because she crushed her sister, the wicked witch of the east, with her house and stole her magical shoes. Which are all pretty valid arguments If you ask me.). Glinda says that in order to go home she should ask the “Wonderful Wizard of Oz” for help. Dorothy (having just killed someone) and her dog, Toto, go on their merry way, following the yellow brick road to the Emerald City.

On the way there she meets several other characters who also have a deep wish they want fulfilled by the wizard. There is the Scarecrow who wants to have a brain, a tin man who wants a heart and a Lion who wants courage.

After some tribulations they are finally able to have an audience with the Wizard, who appears as a giant floating head – in return for fulfilling their wishes the Wizard demands the Wicked Witch`s broomstick. (Character who appears as a giant floating head - Just like, oh, I don’t know a certain other character played by Derek Jacobi, cough cough the Metatron, cough, cough)

They defeat the Wicked Witch and return with the broomstick; he tells them to come back tomorrow – but Toto pulls back a curtain and the group discover that “The Great and Powerful Wizard” is just a guy operating a projector machine. He is projecting an image of himself, the image of a giant powerful magician capable of doing almost anything. When confronted with the fact that he is a humbug, he admits that he is but says that he’s – still a good man at heart. Although he promised to grant their wishes, he merely gives them “tokens” of the things they actually wanted. For example, a heart shaped clock for the metal man and a diploma for the Scarecrow.

The wizard finally decides to go home to Kansas, the same way he got there - in a hot-air balloon. He also offers to take Dorothy with him, fulfilling her wish. This ultimately doesn’t work as Toto runs off and Dorothy goes after him. Just before departing he makes Dorothy’s companions the rulers of Oz – effectively dumping all responsibility on them. In the end Dorothy manages to get back home with her magical shoes. However (depending on the version) Dorothy has fulfilled her wish on her own, none of her other friends have actually gotten their wish granted.

------------------------------------------------------------------------ Let’s take a look at the parallels between Yana and Oz.

“Utopia”, is the only episode Yana and Jacobi!Master appear in, it takes place on a desolate planet called Malcassario at “the end of the universe”, a time not even the timelords have reached.

Ten, Martha and Captain Jack (don’t ask me why he’s here just roll with it) go to explore and find nest-like structures carved into stone. Remnants of a civilisation that used to live here long ago. They get wrapped up in a hunt, a (human) man is being chased by the Futurekind, a tribe of savage hunters with sharp teeth. They join him in running to the only safe place around – a silo. Later a guard confirms that this is the place to go if you want to go to Utopia – the ultimate salvation from the end of the universe and the infinite darkness that surrounds them.

They later find out that a scatterbrained scientist called Professor Yana (and in extension his malmoothian assistant, Chantho) are supposed to make the rocket that’s supposed to take them to Utopia (a call which “came from across the stars over and over again. Come to Utopia.”), fly. The thing is, they have no clue how to do that – not that they are not scientists – but they do not have enough energy to lift off.

The surviving humans yearn “to preserve [themselves], to find a way of surviving beyond the collapse of reality itself.” They have come so far, survived all these great hardships, lost their friends, family, lives, everything. They presumably see Yana as a saviour, the one who will lead them to Utopia “where the sky is made of diamonds”. Yana is even willing to sacrifice himself for them, staying behind as the rocket takes off.

Every single human left in existence is relying on them to survive. They all want something from him. He is their own personal version of “The Great and Powerful Wizard of Oz”, able to grant their deepest wishes/ they are projecting their wishes and hopes on him. They aren’t scared that the myth of Utopia isn’t true but they fear that they won’t survive long enough to reach it.

(As I’m writing this I kind of realize that the Doctor (or the Master) can relate to all these humans, just like them they have lost everything, their home plane and their friend. But the doctor still hasn’t given up hope he’s still running away, desperately clinging to any human who wants to travel with him and secretly wishing that the last words of the Face of Boe “Know this, timelord. You Are Not Alone.”, are true.)

There are also some parallels between Martha and Chantho. In a private conversation while the doctor helps Yana power the rocket, Chantho reveals that she has known the Professor for a long time and that she adores him but does not think he notices. This kind of parallels Martha’s relationship with the doctor, she’s also in love with him but knows that this love will never be reciprocated, she’s not even sure if he’s noticed it. But, ultimately the loyal Chantho gets electrocuted by the Master after he has recovered his memories – blaming her for not noticing or asking about the watch (which contains his true identity) sooner. She falls to the floor – seemingly dead – but manages to shoot him in her last breath.

Her wish for love has not been fulfilled.

Let’s get back to the humans for a second: as soon as the Master becomes himself again, he lowers the protective measures against the Futurekind, locks the Doctor and Jack in the control room and removes a circuit board from the navigational system to Utopia. The rocket’s flight path is interrupted in the fate of the humans is left unclear. (At least until Sound of the Drums but isn’t the toclafane’s existence, bound to a singular metal dome a never-ending thirst for blood ingrained deep within you, a fate worse than death? Are they even human?)

The Doctor’s next, we will ignore Jack because he doesn’t really fit into the grand scheme and he’s literally just forcing himself into the plot.

Throughout the whole of new who up to this point it has been established that the Doctor is completely and utterly alone in the universe. In the episode “New Earth” (s2/ep1) a Novice teases the last words of the Face of Boe which will only be given to someone like him “a wanderer. To the man without a home. The lonely God.” In Gridlock (s3/ep3) he tells Martha about the time war, “There was a war. A Time War. The last great Time War. [..] They lost. Everyone lost. They’re all gone now, my family, my friends, even that sky.”.

Like I already mentioned, The Doctor is constantly craving companionship – he has throughout all his lives, especially in the new series he wants to alleviate the pain of the time war, the crippling loneliness that claws at him every second of every day, no matter how much he tries to escape it.

When Yana hears of a scientist, “a doctor of everything”, he is immediately overjoyed, he rushes to greet the doctor and whisks him away to his laboratory. He quickly introduces him to all his equipment but despite the doctor’s massive intellect, he can’t even think of any solution. Yana is obviously sad but apologizes, saying that there’s been “so little help”. To me this immediate joy and desire to meet the doctor is also partly the masters. He feels lonely as well – as reflected by Yana’s own feelings - “Never could keep time. Always late, always lost. […] Time and time and time again. Always running out on me. […] Oh, it's only an old relic. Like me.” Yana desires rest – eventually his own wish gets fulfilled, just like Oz escaping from Oz and going back to Kansas.

Generally, the Chameleon Arch creates a personification of some aspects of the user`s personality, for the Doctor his “worse traits” get amplified, for the Master his “better traits” are amplified, he’s willing to sacrifice himself just to save someone he doesn’t know and is kind to everyone he comes across.

When the Doctor sees Yana’s inventions, he’s starstruck. He’s finally found someone like him – an equal. “Oh, it's easy coming in at the end, but you're stellar. This is, this is magnificent. And I don't often say that because, well, because of me.” He recognizes how underappreciated Yana is in this time – “If you'd been born in a different time, you'd be revered. I mean it. Throughout the galaxies.”

They briefly take a break to talk about the constant never-ending drumming Yana hears in his head and this iconic look™ happens.

When Yana opens the watch and turns back into the Master, ten rushes to get to him, he begs him to open the door, to let him in “I'm begging you. Everything's changed! It's only the two of us! We're the only ones left! Just let me in!” But, the Master, the only other person like him in the entirety of the universe, escapes with his own Tardis.

The Face of Boe’s prophecy and the Doctor’s wish have come true. He’s not alone anymore.

But it doesn’t last as the Doctor (not even two episode later) has to watch as the Master dies in his arms refusing to regenerate because it would mean having to spend the rest of his lives imprisoned wit” him.

He’s alone again.

Professor Yana just like the Wizard has a lot of responsibility. They are both good men at heart. But are still not able to fulfil the wishes of the people relying on them.

But at the same time, they are both humbugs.

A humbug, as defined by Miriam Webster, is “a false or deceiving person or thing, a fraud”. Both Oz and Yana are humbugs in both meanings of the word. They are both “false people” with the Wizard being merely a projection controlled by Oz and Yana literally being a “false person”, a fake identity created by the Chameleon arch. They are both good men at heart – they want to or at least try to fulfil the wishes brought before them – but they both deceive their “subjects” – so they’re more morally grey. Yana tries his hardest to build a rocket and a system to power it made out of food scraps. He’s using technology the Doctor has never even heard of. Yana may be a good person, but ultimately the Master is not.

In the end, Jack, Martha and the doctor barely manage to escape with Jack’s vortex manipulator – his red sparkly shoes.

And that’s it. If you’ve managed to make it this far, you receive a “virtual” participation trophy, congrats. 😊 Have a good day and....

Until next time (maybe?)

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Candle (Part 2)

You have always received the best of everything life has to offer: be it education, family, fortune or happiness. Mr. Yoon Jeonghan- one of the ton's renowned villains- cannot possibly bring you happiness of any kind, never mind wedded bliss. But can you evade Jeonghan's charms? Or will you find yourself falling victim to this clever rogue?

Genre: Yoon Jeonghan x female!reader. Regency!AU (It's sort of Bridgerton-esque in the sense that I give zero attention to historical accuracy and prioritize aesthetics lmao) You are Wonwoo's sister so your last name is Jeon, but the reader has no other specific characteristics, physical or otherwise.

Word Count: 5.2k+

Part 1 Part 3

Series Masterlist [I would recommend reading the first story in this series, Patience, before this one but it's not strictly necessary.]

It did occur to you that you should confide in your dear friend Miss Ella Williams about your encounter with Jeonghan. But Ella spent the entire carriage ride home gushing about how well travelled Mr. Xu Minghao was, and all the exotic places he had seen. You barely had time to speak. 

And perhaps you did not truly care to try. 

What Mr. Yoon Jeonghan had said and done was not only flirtatious, it was also a secret and telling anyone would surely destroy the excitement bubbling inside of you (particularly since Ella would tell you off for approaching Jeonghan so shamelessly). You had never had a secret before- much less one that involved such a dashing gentleman- and it was really quite thrilling. 

“Miss, where are your pearls?” Daisy asked, concerned, as she helped you undress for bed that night and found no necklace. "Have you lost them? Should I send word to the staff at the assembly rooms to search for them?"

You bit back a smile. "Oh- no need, Daisy. Ella wanted to try them on so I lent them to her. She will return them to me when we meet tomorrow."

Daisy relaxed. "Oh, of course, miss. Good night, then."

"Good night."

You closed your eyes and dreamt of Yoon Jeonghan until the candle in your bedchamber had completely burnt out. 

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The Hongs' ball was a grand affair of unrivalled proportions. It was no secret that Viscount Hong was currently 'in the market' for a bride, so his mother had spared no expense for this season's ball hosted at their palatial London home. Even if you had been lacking for dance partners (which you were not) you could have passed an interesting evening simply by looking around all the lavishly furnished rooms at the Hongs’ magnificent manor. Your brother Wonwoo (who refused to dance beyond his mandatory two dances per ball) had surely found some interesting artwork to admire.  

But you had lots of dancing and socialising to do. 

You donned your favourite dress for the evening and decided to forgo a necklace. After all, when Jeonghan returned your pearls after your dance, it would be strange indeed if you were already wearing a necklace. 

"Show me your dance card, friend," Ella insisted as she pulled you aside and seized your little card. It was almost full. The evening was more than half over and you had already danced with a few gentlemen including Mr. Kim Mingyu and Mr. Hessington. You had promised the next one to the lively Mr. Lee Seokmin.

"You still have one dance unspoken for," Ella remarked. 

"Oh, I-I have promised the last dance of the evening as well- it is just that the gentleman has not yet signed my card," you admitted. Ella gave you a strange look but she was luckily distracted by the sight of one of her favourite new gentleman admirers, Mr. Xu Mighao entering the room. 

You watched with amusement as Ella batted her eyelashes at Minghao from across the room and gave him a pretty smile. You laughed. 

“What are you doing?” you demanded of her.  

She turned back to you. “Trying to coax Mr. Xu to ask me for a second dance. Do you think he might? He seems a little shy but I am quite certain that with some time and effort I might get him to make a bolder move. Will you excuse me?” 

“Oh, Ella, wait!” you grabbed your friend’s hand. 

“Yes?” 

“Will you lend me your little book?” you lowered your voice. “You know the one…”  

Ella giggled. “Someone’s caught your eye, have they? Of course. Here it is- I must go and take my chance to speak to Mr. Xu, so keep the book safely with you and I will collect it from you  later.” 

You accepted the book gratefully. It occurred to you that even if you did not tell Ella about the little candle that Yoon Jeonghan had lit in your heart, you should be better prepared for your next encounter with the man. Admittedly, you knew very little about Jeonghan. Only that he attended Oxford with Viscount Hong and had two half-sisters; one that had been out in society for many years but was still unmarried and the other one yet to debut. 

There was still a minute or two until your dance with Mr. Lee Seokmin so you quickly opened the book and flipped to find the page on Jeonghan. It was not nearly as full as Kim Mingyu’s had been (you were pleased to find that Mr. Yoon did not have a list of heartbroken women to occupy multiple lines of the page). 

But then you saw it. 

Rumoured to be an absolute  villain, Ella had scribbled at the top of the page. Mr. Yoon’s father died intestate and he inherited his entire vast fortune. Possesses wealth beyond measure but refuses to provide dowries for his half-sisters- and will not financially support his step-mother. Has been seen actively sabotaging Miss Yoon’s suitors. 

You stared at the page in shock. Could this be true? Could it really be true? Was Mr. Yoon Jeonghan such a selfish person that he would reduce his sisters and step-mother to poverty while he kept his father’s entire estate? That was far beyond normal selfishness. That was monstrous- even if he disliked his sisters excessively, it did not justify. There were times when you and Wonwoo did not see eye-to-eye but you could not imagine your brother going to such lengths to ruin your life. 

If Mr. Yoon Jeonghan was such a terrible person… 

You felt small and foolish. How could you have allowed yourself to be swept away by Jeonghan’s devilish ways? You had hoped for excitement, certainly, but this far beyond what you (or any sensible woman) could accept. If he treated his sisters this way, then why would he treat his wife any better? 

Not that you would ever become his wife. 

No, no, no, that was certainly out of the question now. 

“Miss Jeon! I believe the dance is about to begin.” 

You quickly tucked away Ella’s book in your skirts before turning to a smiling Mr. Lee Seokmin. He had his hand held out towards you- you accepted it with a forced smile and allowed him to lead you through the dance. You were fortunate that Mr. Lee was a cheerful gentleman who did not mind your short responses to his questions. It was impossible to focus on Seokmin when your mind was whirling with thoughts of Mr. Yoon Jeonghan, and how foolishly you had thrown yourself in the path of such a villainous man. 

What were you going to do?

The dance ended. Mr. Seokmin thanked you and went on his way- and you were struck with the terrible realisation that in a few short moments, the last dance of the evening would begin and Mr. Yoon would come to claim your company as promised. 

No. You could not dance with him. You had made enough of a fool enough of yourself and you decided you had rather die of embarrassment than risk dancing with him and having to speak to him after your discovery of his true character. What would you even say to the man? I apologise for flirting with you the other day, but really, I had no idea that you were a villain? No, it would not simply not do. The mere thought made you nauseous. 

Your eyes desperately searched the ballroom for an escape and you saw Mr. Kim Mingyu standing nearby and calmly sipping a drink as he eyed the refreshment table.  

“Mr. Kim! Do you have a partner for the next dance?” you demanded, trying not to reveal how flustered you were. 

Mingyu blinked down at you with mild surprise. “No, I was actually going to sit down for this one-” 

“You must dance with me.” 

Mr. Kim Mingyu smirked and folded his arms across his chest. “Miss Jeon, that is quite shocking. Not only is it improper for a lady to ask a gentleman to dance, but unless you have forgotten, we have already danced together once this evening. A second dance would surely raise some questions-” 

Mingyu suddenly stopped speaking. His eyes landed on someone behind you. You recognized the intruder with a sinking feeling when you heard the familiar voice that had occupied your dreams all night. 

“Miss Jeon. I believe you owe me the next dance,” Mr. Yoon said calmly. 

Your throat tightened. You preferred to think that you appeared calm but, in reality, the utter panic that had seized your entire body was quite evidently written on your face. You turned around to face Yoon Jeonghan but kept your shaky gaze fixed on a random spot on his chin to avoid having to read the expression in his eyes. 

“M-Mr. Yoon,” you said, your voice breaking slightly. “It is a pleasure to see you, but I am afraid you are quite mistaken. I have already promised this dance to Mr. Kim.” 

Mingyu raised an eyebrow but did not speak. 

Jeonghan narrowed his eyes with a hint of confusion. He was not stupid. It was immediately evident to him that your tone- indeed, your entire manner- towards him had changed drastically since the previous evening. You appeared almost afraid of him. Jeonghan’s smile fell, but he did not argue. He calmly took a step back and nodded. 

“I see. My apologies, I must have been mistaken,” he said simply. “Enjoy your dance.” 

Jeonghan left without any further ado and you swallowed deeply before turning back to face Mingyu. Mingyu was not inclined to allow your awkward behaviour to pass without comment. He glanced awkwardly at the retreating Mr. Yoon, and then back at you. 

“Miss Jeon, I really have to ask-” 

“I’d rather you didn’t,” you cut him off quickly. 

“Yes, but-” 

“You said I could always summon you if I required a dance partner. Are you reneging on your promise?” you insisted. 

Mingyu sighed before offering you his arm. “No, I certainly do not renege on my promises. But you should know that Mr. Yoon is a close friend to both myself and your brother. Secrets don’t stay hidden for long in the ton- and you will certainly not be able to keep yours for very long if you are this terrible at concealing your feelings.” 

You flushed, but could not think of anything to say. 

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Mr. Kim Mingyu was not wrong. Your secret barely lasted a few hours- indeed, it was exposed that very night. 

“Is there something I should know about you and Mr. Yoon?” your brother Wonwoo asked as soon as you arrived home from the Hongs’ ball. 

Your parents had already retreated to their bedchambers for the night and you were downstairs in the grand foyer with your brother. Wonwoo had never been one to speculate or inquire excessively into your life. He was more calm and level-headed than you. 

His lack of interest in most things also made him easier to deceive. 

You flushed and pretended to occupy yourself by adjusting a decorative piece on the mantel. “Mr. Yoon? Not at all. I know very little about him.” 

“Then why have I been asked to return this to you?” 

You turned slowly and your heart sank as you saw what Wonwoo was dangling between his fingers. Your pearl necklace. Oh no. You had been exposed. The necklace made everything look far more scandalous than it really was, and if word spread among the ton that a gentleman had been in possession of one of your necklaces then it would lead to all sort of speculation, and your virtue would be questioned, and you would be ruined, simply ruined-

“Sister,” Wonwoo said gently as he pressed a comforting hand to your shoulder. “Relax. Your secret is safe.  It is only Mr. Kim Mingyu and I who have heard of it, and neither of us would allow this to be revealed further.” 

You blinked up at him with tears forming in your eyes. “Oh Wonwoo, I have been quite stupid!” you confessed miserably. 

Wonwoo gestured to an armchair. “Sit.” 

“I-I really shouldn’t have flirted with Mr. Yoon, I know, and I should probably have scolded him when he took the necklace, but you must believe that I really had no idea of his villainous reputation!” you confessed. 

Your horror at having discovered Jeonghan’s true nature had caused you to forget entirely about the fact that he still had your pearl necklace in his possession. Wonwoo sighed as he sat opposite you. Your brother did not seem angry- his expression was far more sympathetic than you felt you deserved. 

“You are right that you have been stupid, but I’m not sure you understand the exact instances in which you have been stupid,” Wonwoo replied.  

You frowned. “What?” 

“Firstly, sister, you are lucky that Mr. Yoon is a gentleman. He returned the pearls directly to me and explained the circumstances. Considering how you offended him by openly declining a dance, a lesser man may not have been so careful to ensure that the necklace- and word of it- did not fall into the wrong hands.”

“Y-yes, I suppose not,” you admitted. 

“What caused you to suddenly refuse to dance with him?” Wonwoo questioned. “From what I understand, you were quite happy to indulge in flirtation with him at the assembly rooms yesterday evening.”  

“I had not heard then,” you mumbled. “About his family.” 

“That he has supposedly stolen his sisters’ dowries, ruins their prospects, and threatens to throw his step-mother out into the streets?” Wonwoo asked.

“Well-yes.” 

“And you believe these rumours?” 

Your eyes widened. “Should I not?” 

Wonwoo rubbed his temple with his fingers. He seemed torn. “These are not my secrets to tell so I will not be the one to reveal them to you. But let me say one thing, sister. If I had done to you what Mr. Yoon is rumoured to have done to his sisters, you would never speak to me again.” 

“That is… true,” you admitted. 

“And yet Miss Yoon does not appear to bear any grudges against her brother.” 

You paused and thought about it for a moment. It was true; Miss Yoon was often in the company of her brother and you had never seen her look displeased or upset with Jeonghan. You had simply assumed that she was a good-natured woman- she certainly appeared oddly content with her dire circumstances- but surely, if she had such a villainous brother as that, she would not want to be in his company?

“I mean- if she is financially dependent upon him, then it stands to reason that-” you began to argue. 

Wonwoo stood up before pressing the pearl necklace into your hands. “I won’t say anything further. Just be more careful in the future, sister.”

You clasped the necklace tightly and nodded. 

“Yes, of course. Thank you, Wonwoo.”

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You spent a few days mulling over your thoughts. It was difficult to decide what to do- your feelings were mixed and you could not quite determine whether you had made a mistake in distancing yourself from Mr. Yoon, or if it was for the best that you did not continue an acquaintance with a man who had such a terrible reputation in society. 

It was not long before you were presented with an opportunity to learn more. 

“We have been invited to a ladies’ tea this afternoon by Mrs. Yoon,” your mother informed you over breakfast later that week. “I have accepted the engagement for us, I hope you will not find it an unpleasant way to spend your afternoon?” 

Your eyes widened. “Not at all, mother, it sounds lovely.” 

“Perhaps you will have an opportunity to befriend Miss Yoon,” Wonwoo suggested lightly as he buttered his toast. You frowned at your brother across the table- but he did not look up at you. “I hear her circumstances are quite dire, what with her half-brother refusing her a dowry.” 

Mother narrowed her eyes at him. 

“And why are you so interested in Miss Yoon, pray tell?” she insisted. “Perhaps you are intending to court her?” 

“I have no particular intention of courting any woman. I only recommended Miss Yoon as a potential friend to my sister,” Wonwoo replied coolly. 

Your mother turned back to you with a sigh. 

“I worry that we shall have to consider ourselves fortunate if your brother agrees to wed any woman- her dowry be damned. But we shall not allow Wonwoo to rain upon our day, my darling. Let us take a walk in the garden before we depart for the Yoon's."

You nodded. "Of course, mother."

You felt rather nervous that afternoon when you entered Yoons' large London home and took your seat in their tea parlour. It was a ladies' tea, so you knew that the chances of seeing Jeonghan were very slim- but it still made you anxious to be walking around a home that he owned. 

"What stunning artwork!" the ladies gasped. There were at least ten women gathered in the Yoon's parlour for the afternoon tea. The lack of sufficient common topics of conversation meant that the lavish art pieces in the parlour served as an ice-breaker. 

"Yes- I selected these myself," Mrs. Yoon gushed. "When my husband was still alive, of course. He was such a lover of the arts, he really understood the value of having quality pieces to brighten up a room-"

It was incredibly dull. 

You had very little interest in art or paintings, and absolutely none in the uninformed opinions of the older ladies of the ton. You had no choice but to pick up your teacup and approach the quiet Miss Yoon. She had not spoken much all afternoon, but smiled at you kindly. 

"Miss Yoon," you greeted the woman. "I do not think we have properly met."

She welcomed you to sit beside her. "That is correct- but I have heard much about you, Miss Jeon. I have also had the pleasure of meeting your brother and dancing with him a few times."

"So you have had the unpleasant experience of being one of his obligatory two dance partners at every ball," you teased. But your interest was now piqued- how did she know Wonwoo? "May I ask how you came to be in the unfortunate position of dancing with Wonwoo?"

"We were introduced last year by my brother, Jeonghan," Miss Yoon said simply. "I believe Jeonghan knew him from their days at Oxford together."

You sipped your tea to hide your surprised expression. It was strange- Jeonghan's name fell from her lips so easily and without the slightest hint of malice or disdain. If her brother was such a villain, surely she could not speak of him in such a casual tone? 

Or was Miss Yoon simply an expert at hiding her emotions?

You gently prodded further. 

"Wonwoo hardly speaks about his time at Oxford although I ask him so many questions," you began. You would have to tread carefully in your quest for information. "I have always been fascinated by the idea of going away to college. But Wonwoo will not indulge me. Is your brother the same?"

Miss Yoon blinked in surprise. "Oh- no, Jeonghan speaks of his time at Oxford often. We frequently have his old classmates over to dine or for tea. I have heard plenty of stories."

"I see."

"Perhaps if stories of Oxford interest you, you should speak to Mr. Kim Mingyu or Mr. Kwon Soonyoung. Even Mr. Lee Seokmin. They are all very engaging story-tellers, and I doubt any of them would decline to answer questions from a beautiful young woman such as yourself."

You frowned. This was too strange. Surely if there was bad blood between Miss Yoon and her brother, he would not introduce her to his old classmates and tell her about his time away at college? It was stranger still that she should be so familiar with Jeonghan's friends- Mr. Kim, Mr. Kwon…

Miss Yoon blinked at you in surprise. "Have I offended you, Miss Jeon?"

You quickly masked your frown. 

"Oh! No, not at all, Miss Yoon! I apologise- I was only thinking of how I wish my own brother was a little more interested in society and conversation," you lied quickly. "I could not help but admire how beautiful your home is. If it is not too much trouble, could I perhaps see some of the other rooms?"

Miss Yoon nodded. She was not particularly enjoying herself in the tea parlour either. "I should be delighted to show you the house."

You each informed your mothers of your intention to explore the rest of the house, and were sent off with their blessing. 

"I am afraid you do not appear to enjoy these afternoon teas," you remarked to Miss Yoon, while she showed you around the grand dining room and half-heartedly explained the origins of the antique china displayed in the cabinets. 

She smiled thoughtfully. "I will not lie- I shall be glad when I no longer have to come to London every season. I would be perfectly happy to spend all year in the countryside."

"But will you not feel lonely? There must be very little society in the countryside," you remarked. 

She smiled. "I should prefer the company of one or two people I love, over an entire society of people I do not."

"Oh," you mumbled. "I actually rather like being in London for the season. The balls are such good fun, and I enjoy dancing very much. Perhaps the conversation becomes dull on occasion, but… I believe dull conversation is better than none at all."

Miss Yoon laughed. "Of course, Miss Jeon. I never meant to suggest otherwise. If you like society, then of course you must enjoy the season to its fullest. You are young, beautiful, and well-loved by the ton."

You looked up at her boldly. "Do you mean to imply that you are not?'

"I…" Miss Yoon gave you a gentle smile. "God forbid you should remain unmarried well into your late twenties with your prospects lessening by the day. Perhaps then you shall not enjoy society as much either."

"Perhaps not," you admitted. 

"But I do not believe you shall have to suffer the same fate as me. You seem to have captured the interest of many young men."

It was increasingly odd. While Miss Yoon spoke of her suffering and decreasing prospects, you did not see any actual pain in her eyes or hear any anxiety in her tone. She talked about her difficulties plainly, almost as though she spoke of someone other than herself. 

Something was very, very unusual about all this. 

Arm-in-arm, you both exited the dining room and entered the drawing room- and were struck suddenly by a shocking sight. 

Mr. Yoon Jeonghan had just entered the drawing room from a different entryway. You found yourself standing face to face with the handsome man in his brown riding jacket.  Jeonghan's dark hair was slightly tousled, and he had a hunting rifle tucked under his arm. 

"Jeonghan!" Miss Yoon greeted her brother pleasantly. "I did not know you would be here. Have you returned from hunting so soon?"

Jeonghan nodded. His dark eyes landed on you  briefly but he did not allow them to linger for too long.  He cleared his throat. "Yes. I'm afraid there was a bit of rain so the game was not as plentiful as it could have been. I see you have company."

"Ah-yes- Miss Jeon, allow me to introduce you to my brother, Jeonghan," Miss Yoon said. 

"We have met," you said hastily. "We were introduced at the Hessington's ball by Viscount Hong. It-it is a pleasure to see you again, Mr. Yoon."

Jeonghan nodded. 

"And you, Miss Jeon."

"I was showing Miss Jeon around the house. The conversation in the tea parlour with the rest of the ladies was growing quite monotonous," Miss Yoon explained pleasantly. "But perhaps we should be returning now."

Jeonghan set his rifle down and reached into his coat pocket."Of course. But just a moment- sister- I have a letter for you from our mutual friend."

You watched as Miss Yoon attempted to conceal her delight at the envelope that her brother produced. Had you not been paying close attention, you might not have noticed the way her usually calm eyes suddenly  lit up like a beacon.  

But you were paying attention, and you did notice. As a fellow woman you could not possibly mistake the expression on her face. 

That was the expression of a woman in love. 

It all clicked into place suddenly. 

Of course. Of course, Miss Yoon is having an affair, of course she is perfectly happy without a dowry or suitors or prospects because she does not need any of it! She is in love!

You straightened up and smiled. "It would appear that you have been awaiting that letter, Miss Yoon- please feel free to sit down and read it, if you like. Perhaps Mr. Yoon might help me find my way back to the tea parlour?"

Miss Yoon hesitated. "I…"

Jeonghan looked at you for a long moment. He was evidently confused. His expression made it quite clear that he did not know why you had publicly rejected him at the Hongs' ball but were now orchestrating a situation to be alone with him. But, for whatever reason, he did not protest. 

Jeonghan offered you his arm. "It would be a pleasure to escort you back to the tea parlour, Miss Jeon."

Miss Yoon could scarcely object when every part of her yearned to be left alone and read her letter. She allowed Jeonghan to lead you out of the drawing room without much ado. 

The moment you were alone, Jeonghan tensed.

"Miss Jeon-"

"Mr. Yoon," you stopped walking and turned to face him. Jeonghan's handsome face looked down at yours with a softness that you had not expected. "Mr. Yoon, you must be terribly confused. I owe you an apology."

He pursed his lips and shook his head. "I do not require one."

"But it is true that I agreed to dance with you, and then avoided you-"

"Miss Jeon," Jeonghan said firmly. His voice was tense but gentle. "You do not owe me an apology. I behaved inappropriately at the assembly rooms the other evening. I was carried away by our flirtation. I am the one who should apologise. It was never my intention to pressure you to dance with me, or to cause you discomfort."

You bit your lip. "I-I was not uncomfortable-"

"You very clearly were."

"It was not because of the… the flirtation," you mumbled, still finding it a little embarrassing to use the word openly in the presence of a gentleman. 

The corner of Jeonghan's lips curved upwards. 

"Oh?" he asked. 

"Only because- just before our planned dance, I heard some things that made me…question your character…"

Jeonghan's eyes widened in understanding. 

"I see."

"But I am not sure what to think anymore. I did not think I wanted to associate with a man that would take his sisters' dowries. But my brother vouches for you, and the very woman who is the supposed victim of your offences- your sister- does not seem to bear you any ill-will. ."

Jeonghan folded his arms across his chest and nodded. "I understand."

"Is it true? Have you really taken away their dowries?" you asked him boldly. You looked up and met his eyes- Jeonghan seemed surprised and a little pained. He was silent for a long moment before he responded. 

"The rumours are not entirely baseless," he admitted carefully. 

"You are avoiding the question."

"I may be."

"But you are a gentleman," you pressed him. "And you cannot deny it, since only a gentleman would have quietly returned the pearls to my brother without breathing a word to anyone. So I would like to believe that whatever offences the ton believes you to be guilty of- perhaps you have committed these offences not to harm your sister, but rather to enable her happiness."

Jeonghan stiffened. "I can neither confirm, nor deny-"

"I am not asking you to confirm it. I am well aware, Mr. Yoon, that you are not a man who easily admits to anything. I am simply telling you what I have chosen to believe," you replied. 

Jeonghan smiled. "I suppose you are free to believe whatever you choose, Miss Jeon. I can hardly stop you."

You smirked. "And you are quite sure?"

"I have no objection."

"Would you still have no objection if I saw fit to mention my beliefs to others?" you teased. "For you see, I appear to have stumbled into possession of a secret- one that I have no incentive to keep,  since I owe no loyalty to any of the involved parties."

"I will depend upon your secrecy, Miss Jeon-"

"You may not. I do not keep secrets for free, Mr. Yoon. If you do not want me to expose your true nature as a selfless brother and gentleman to the ton, I will require more than empty-handed pleas."

Jeonghan chuckled. "You are full of surprises, Miss Jeon. Very well. I will not plead with you. But there must be some way to secure your secrecy?"

You looked up at him coyly through your eyelashes.

"There is. I shall require compensation," you said to him in a low voice. Jeonghan's eyes twinkled with delight as he looked down at you "And before you ask- no, I have no need of money."

Mr. Yoon smirked. 

"Then what may I offer you instead, Miss Jeon?"

You hummed thoughtfully. "I believe this secret is large enough to necessitate collecting my compensation in instalments. You may pay me the first instalment on Monday- by dancing with me at the Hastings' ball."

Jeonghan leaned down to whisper quietly in your ear, sending a pleasant shiver down your spine. 

"We have a deal."

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A/N: Thank you so much for the attention this series has received! I honestly did not expect such a positive response since my blog is so new, but I guess I'm not the only one who gets all tingly at the thought of regency!Seventeen, haha. I wanted to keep Candle short but I got carried away- so it will be a three-parter now and I'm working on the third part so hopefully in a few days I can upload it? I'm doing Mingyu next so hopefully you guys are excited for that too!

Feel free to reach out to me with feedback or anything! I'm not sensitive. :D Also any advice on how best to tag my fics would be helpful, I'm not sure what the best practice is for this stuff.

#seventeen scenarios #jeonghan scenarios #jeonghan fluff #jeonghan x reader #jeonghan angst #seventeen fluff #yoon jeonghan scenarios #jeonghan fanfiction #seventeen fanfiction #regency!au #svt imagines #seventeen x reader

[thisisnotthenerd]

very excited for the acoc prequel. matt & brennan have a thing for intense tragedy prequels when swapping seats.

also that table composition is just *chef’s kiss*. lou, aabria, & brennan for the oops all dms factor. anjali bringing a gorgeous pc with no doubt a lot of drama on the rp side(i saw that uvano reference. the noble of the party). zac playing a stinky little asshole and hopefully getting to keep him for the entire time. i want to see him really get into the meat of the intrigue.

i do think the choice to shift the focus from candia is a good one. while we obviously didn’t get to see everything there, i think the tonal shift will be good for matt’s first time dming in the dome. his style works better with a little less chaos than brennan or even aabria usually contends with. plus this feels like a party that’s not quite as heavy on the nobility. acoc definitely had a focus on the royal house of candia--this just gives a different perspective on calorum and a way to get into lore we probably have had little insight into as of yet.

this gives us the option to really get into the bulbian church lore, a way to get a good look at the meatlands that we didn’t have in acoc, the underside of comida, and maybe a look at the fructeran nobility beyond the uvanos & of course, thad.

in terms of how related it is to the main campaign i’m going to guess it’s something like pirates of leviathan as opposed to the seven. none of these characters were npcs in acoc, but we could have the potential to run into the younger versions of some characters, the way we encountered garthy, ayda, and jamina in pol.

definitely feeling pretty stealth focused/lower magic as a party. looking at what’s under the surface at the start of the ravening war. as they are the scrumptious scoundrels, i think for classes we’re looking at 2 or more rogues, a fighter, a cleric, and a maybe bard based on the art. my guesses:

lou’s being the party tank again--some kind of melee class, leaning fighter more than barb but maybe a combination. maybe a touch of paladin

aabria’s got something going on with mixed melee & magic--arcane trickster rogue, hexblade warlock, maybe a little bit of hungry one monk energy, something to that end.

brennan said i’m bringing a cleric to keep all y’all alive, and he’s really going in on the old man. he said i came to be goofy as fuck. granted his name is raphaniel charlock. maybe brennan’s pulling a lapin and really leaning into the name. maybe he’s throwing us all off with the title and playing a wizard. idk

really feeling rogue from zac. he’s settled into it a lot in his last few seasons from skip to pib. with his warlocks he tends to go sneaky/darker as well. colin provolone just seems like a con man. there’s also a lot of bottles in his background--maybe an alchemist? washed up alchemist artificer seems to fit the vibe as well.

anjali’s character looks hot and seems noble, so i’m guessing charisma caster with lots of bonuses to persuasion/deception. she’s a lady--eloquence or lore bard feels likely, maybe whispers for the politicking. granted she could do a lot of that with a rogue as well--we might specifically have an oops all rogues/rogue-adjacent party.

anyway. i’m very excited about this. based on the number of aabria outfits i think we’re looking at a 6 ep season to cool off from neverafter. granted these scenes are all likely from the first 3 or so episodes, so it might be longer, might not.

edit: i wrote this before i read the faq and it is definitively a 6 episode season. i think they’re getting into a pattern of alternation between ih seasons and sidequests: intrepid heroes run for a 17-20 episode season from late fall-spring, then a 4-6-ep sidequest for a buffer going into the summer, then a 10 ep sidequest going summer to fall, and start back up with the intrepid heroes again. i think this is likely to be a pattern going forward as they straighten out from the disruption of covid and fully shift to battleset/dome seasons.

#dimension 20 #the ravening war #trw #a crown of candy #acoc #matt mercer #brennan lee mulligan #aabria iyengar #lou wilson #zac oyama #anjali bhimani

[spacetimewithstuartgary]

New study reveals NASA's roman could find 400 earth-mass rogue planets

New research by scientists from NASA and Japan’s Osaka University suggests that our galaxy’s rogue planets far outnumber the hundred billion or so worlds that orbit stars. The results imply that NASA’s Roman Space Telescope could find a staggering 4

New research by scientists from NASA and Japan’s Osaka University suggests that rogue planets – worlds that drift through space untethered to a star – far outnumber planets that orbit stars. The results imply that NASA’s Nancy Grace Roman Space Telescope, set to launch by May 2027, could find a staggering 400 Earth-mass rogue worlds. Indeed, this new study has already identified one such candidate.

“We estimate that our galaxy is home to 20 times more rogue planets than stars – trillions of worlds wandering alone,” said David Bennett, a senior research scientist at NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center in Greenbelt, Maryland, and a co-author of two papers describing the results. “This is the first measurement of the number of rogue planets in the galaxy that is sensitive to planets less massive than Earth.”

The team’s findings stem from a nine-year survey called MOA (Microlensing Observations in Astrophysics), conducted at the Mount John University Observatory in New Zealand. Microlensing events occur when an object such as a star or planet comes into near-perfect alignment with an unrelated background star from our vantage point. Because anything with mass warps the fabric of space-time, light from the distant star bends around the nearer object as it passes close by. The nearer object acts as a natural lens, creating a brief spike in the brightness of the background star’s light that gives astronomers clues about the intervening object that they can’t get any other way.

“Microlensing is the only way we can find objects like low-mass free-floating planets and even primordial black holes,” said Takahiro Sumi, a professor at Osaka University, and lead author of the paper with a new estimate of our galaxy’s rogue planets. “It’s very exciting to use gravity to discover objects we could never hope to see directly.”

The roughly Earth-mass rogue planet the team found marks the second discovery of its kind. The paper describing the finding will appear in a future issue of The Astronomical Journal. A second paper, which presents a demographic analysis that concludes that rogue planets are six times more abundant than worlds that orbit stars in our galaxy, will be published in the same journal.

Pint-Sized Planets

In only a few decades, we've gone from wondering whether the worlds in our solar system are alone in the cosmos to discovering more than 5,300 planets outside our solar system. The vast majority of these newfound worlds are either huge, extremely close to their host star, or both. By contrast, the team’s results suggest that rogue planets tend to be on the petite side.

“We found that Earth-size rogues are more common than more massive ones,” Sumi said. “The difference in star-bound and free-floating planets’ average masses holds a key to understanding planetary formation mechanisms.”

World-building can be chaotic, with all of the forming celestial bodies gravitationally interacting as they settle into their orbits. Planetary lightweights aren’t tethered as strongly to their star, so some of these interactions end up flinging such worlds off into space. So begins a solitary existence, hidden amongst the shadows between stars.

In one of the early episodes of the original Star Trek series, the crew encounters one such lone planet amid a so-called star desert. They were surprised to ultimately find Gothos, the starless planet, habitable. While such a world may be plausible, the team emphasizes that the newly detected “rogue Earth” probably doesn’t share many other characteristics with Earth beyond a similar mass.

Roman’s Hunt for Hidden Worlds

Microlensing events that reveal solitary planets are extraordinarily rare, so one key to finding more is to cast a wider net. That’s just what Roman will do when it launches by May 2027.

“Roman will be sensitive to even lower-mass rogue planets since it will observe from space,” said Naoki Koshimoto, who led the paper announcing the detection of a candidate terrestrial-mass rogue world. Now an assistant professor at Osaka University, he conducted this research at Goddard. “The combination of Roman’s wide view and sharp vision will allow us to study the objects it finds in more detail than we can do using only ground-based telescopes, which is a thrilling prospect.”

Previous best estimates, based on planets found orbiting stars, suggested Roman would spot 50 terrestrial-mass rogue worlds. These new results suggest it could actually find about 400, though we’ll have to wait until Roman begins scanning the skies to make more certain predictions. Scientists will couple Roman’s future data with ground-based observations from facilities such as Japan's PRIME (Prime-focus Infrared Microlensing Experiment) telescope, located at the South African Astronomical Observatory in Sutherland. This 1.8-meter telescope will build on MOA’s work by conducting the first wide-area microlensing survey in near-infrared light. It’s equipped with four detectors from Roman’s detector development program, contributed by NASA as part of an international agreement with JAXA (Japan Aerospace Exploration Agency).

Each microlensing event is a one-time occurrence, meaning astronomers can’t go back and repeat the observations once they’re over. But they’re not instantaneous.

“A microlensing signal from a rogue planet can take from a few hours up to about a day, so astronomers will have a chance to do simultaneous observations with Roman and PRIME,” Koshimoto said.

Seeing them from both Earth and Roman’s location a million miles away will help scientists measure the masses of rogue planets much more accurately than ever before, deepening our understanding of the worlds that grace our galaxy.

The Nancy Grace Roman Space Telescope is managed at NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center in Greenbelt, Maryland, with participation by NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory and Caltech/IPAC in Southern California, the Space Telescope Science Institute in Baltimore, and a science team comprising scientists from various research institutions. The primary industrial partners are Ball Aerospace and Technologies Corporation in Boulder, Colorado; L3Harris Technologies in Melbourne, Florida; and Teledyne Scientific & Imaging in Thousand Oaks, California.

IMAGE....This artist's concept shows an ice-encrusted, Earth-mass rogue planet drifting through space alone. CREDIT NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center

#science #space #astronomy #physics #news #nasa #exoplanets

[joshuasumter]

My reimagined, character-recasted take on the Pirates of the Caribbean trilogy. Synopsis: Think you know a pirate's life? Think again when there are two sides to every story, savvy!

The familiar, cherished, and beloved hit Pirates of the Caribbean gets reimagined in a whole new way as the unexpected, mysterious, and surprising animated adaptation remake of the original live-action film series of the same name, which is loosely based on a theme park attraction - by flipping the script, reimagining big events from the films in unexpected ways that may look a little different, and -- most of all -- starring and featuring an array of beloved Disney characters from different franchises of original animated films (and its sequel films), video games, animated TV series from Disney Television Animation and beyond with its character-recasted, gender-swapped makeover! After being branded a pirate for freeing the slaves from the East India Trading Company, young seawoman Jacklyn "Jade" Sparrow (Shank from Ralph Breaks the Internet) went on a different path to make her own way in the world, leading her to become one of the most infamous pirates -- and former Pirate Lords -- to ever sail the seas. With her ship, the Black Pearl, and treating her crew fairly with refined words, Jade can sometimes be a bit of a rogue trying to work on a better angle. But not everything is smooth sailing when Jade's pirate life is turned upside down by the blackguard Hecuba Barbossa (Calista Jane "CJ" Hook from Descendants: Wicked World), who has plans of her own when she started a mutiny against Jade by leaving her and some crewmates stranded on an island and stealing the Black Pearl. In her gallant attempts to get back her ship, Jade got her crewmates safely to Tortuga and headed alone to the town of Port Royal to find a ship to commandeer. But a chance encounter with a ragtag assortment of characters led to a series of epic events when Port Royal was under sieged by Hecuba and her crew who are cursed to be undead by the heathen gods and kidnapped the governor's son, Evan Swann (Jim Hawkins from Treasure Planet). Jade is forced into an unlikely alliance with Evan's childhood friend, a young tomboyish girl named Willia Turner (Melody from The Little Mermaid II: Return to the Sea), who has no patience for pirates and is determined to save the young man she loves while she is unknowingly the daughter of Jade's old shipmate. Overcoming their differences, the unlikely, odd pair managed to escaped the Royal Navy, defeated Hecuba and the curse, and saved Willia's beloved...while Jade finally got back something she lost. But after getting her ship back, Jade and her crew got caught up in some supernatural trouble once again in the form of a tortured soul named Davida Jones (Shego from Kim Possible), who Jade made a deal with years ago. Now Davida is expecting Jade to pay her debt by handing herself over to eternal servitude aboard her legendary Flying Dutchman. Willia and Evan have also come to Jade's aid when their happily ever after and wedding plans were ruined by privateer and pirate hunter Lady Currin Beckett (Larxene from the Kingdom Hearts series) of the East India Trading Company that branded Jade a pirate years ago. Now she is determined to find the fabled Dead Woman's Chest (which Jade was going to use to free herself of her debt) to gain control of Davida Jones. With this awesome power, Lady Beckett plans to wipe out every single pirate in the Caribbean off the map and will take control of the highly waters, ushering in a new, darker age where businessmen and bureaucrats like herself are the true pirates...while fun-loving buccaneers like Jade and her crew faced extinction. Soon, the battle for the Caribbean and the freedom of pirates everywhere is ravaged with adventure, excitement, suspense, drama, comedy, friendship, romance, and heart, ultimately resulting in Jade's mishaps, Evan's actions, and Willia's tear-jerking reunion with her long-lost mother, Willamette "Mermaidstrap Bertha" Turner (Ariel from The Little Mermaid). With the help from a shaky alliance of newfound friends and surprising cohorts, Jade, Willia, and Evan will have to do battle with rowdy rivals, wicked adversaries, and epic dangers of the sea to preserve the pirate's way of life and freedom in the only way they know how: "Take what you can, and give nothing back". Based on and inspired by the Pirates of the Caribbean films, discover a new side of the story you haven’t heard in this animated House of Mouse-style crossover parody remake. CAST:

Shank (Ralph Breaks the Internet) as Capt. Jacklyn "Jade" Sparrow

Melody (The Little Mermaid II: Return to the Sea) as Willia Turner

Jim Hawkins (Treasure Planet) as Evan Swann

Sarah Hawkins (Treasure Planet) as Weatherly Swann

Helga Sinclair (Atlantis: The Lost Empire) as Jamie Norrington

Calista Jane "CJ" Hook (Descendants: Wicked World) as Capt. Hecuba Barbossa

Shego (Kim Possible) as Davida Jones

Maui (Moana) as Tien Dalma/Calypso

Abu (Aladdin) as Jack the Monkey

Vanellope Von Schweetz (Wreck-It Ralph) as Ms. Joslin Gibbs

Ariel (The Little Mermaid) as Willamette "Mermaidstrap Bertha" Turner

Larxene (Kingdom Hearts series) as Lady Currin Beckett

Mother Gothel (Tangled) as Ilana Mercer

Butcher Boy, Felony, Pyro and Little Debbie (Ralph Breaks the Internet) as Jade's crew

Buford Von Stromm and Baljeet Rai (Phineas and Ferb) as the Ragetti-and-Pintel duo, One-eyed Baljetti and Buftel

Webby Vanderquack (Ducktales (2017)) as Martina

Naomi Turner (Elena of Avalor) as herself

Namaari (Raya and the Last Dragon) as Capt. Sia Feng

Alana, Andrina, Arista, Attina, Adella, and Aquata (The Little Mermaid) as The Mermaidstrap Sisters

#pirates of the caribbean #disney pirates of the caribbean #shank ralph breaks the internet #little mermaid melody #melody little mermaid #jim hawkins #jim treasure planet #jim and melody #jim hawkins and melody #jim x melody #jimel #jelody #crossover #crossovers

[bigmelonblog]

Title: "Setting Sail for Adventure: A Journey through the World of One Piece"

Introduction:

For over two decades, "One Piece" has captured the hearts and imaginations of fans worldwide, making it one of the most iconic and enduring manga and anime series of all time. Created by Eiichiro Oda, this epic tale of pirates, adventure, and dreams has left an indelible mark on the world of entertainment. In this article, we'll explore the vast and vibrant world of "One Piece," delving into its compelling characters, intricate storytelling, and its remarkable legacy.

The Grand Voyage Begins:

"One Piece" follows the adventures of Monkey D. Luffy, a young and ambitious pirate who aims to become the Pirate King by finding the ultimate treasure known as the One Piece. To achieve this dream, he assembles a diverse crew of skilled and memorable individuals, each with their own unique abilities and backgrounds. From the swordsman Roronoa Zoro to the navigator Nami and the chef Sanji, the Straw Hat Pirates are a testament to the power of camaraderie and friendship.

A World of Wonders:

The world of "One Piece" is a vast and imaginative place known as the Grand Line. It's a realm filled with countless islands, each harboring its own distinct culture, geography, and challenges. From the bustling streets of Water 7 to the sky islands of Skypiea and the underwater city of Fish-Man Island, the world-building in "One Piece" is a testament to Oda's creativity and attention to detail.

The Power of Devil Fruits:

One of the most unique aspects of "One Piece" is the presence of Devil Fruits, mysterious fruits that grant those who consume them incredible and often bizarre powers. Luffy himself gains the power to stretch like rubber after eating the Gum-Gum Fruit, while other characters possess abilities ranging from controlling fire to turning invisible. The variety of Devil Fruit powers adds depth and excitement to the battles and encounters throughout the series.

Intriguing Antagonists:

No epic tale is complete without formidable adversaries, and "One Piece" delivers in this regard. The series features a rogues' gallery of memorable villains, from the cunning Captain Buggy to the enigmatic Warlord of the Sea, Crocodile. The ultimate antagonist, the enigmatic Yonko and former Pirate King, Gol D. Roger, continues to be a central figure in the overarching plot.

Themes of Friendship and Dreams:

At its core, "One Piece" is a story about the pursuit of dreams and the power of friendship. Luffy's unwavering commitment to his goal of becoming Pirate King, as well as his willingness to protect and stand by his friends, is an inspirational theme that resonates with fans of all ages. The series teaches that dreams are worth chasing, no matter how impossible they may seem.

A Lasting Legacy:

Beyond its captivating characters and thrilling adventures, "One Piece" has had a profound impact on the world of manga and anime. With a dedicated fanbase, an extensive merchandise line, and numerous adaptations, including an ongoing anime series and feature films, "One Piece" continues to thrive, proving its enduring appeal.

Conclusion:

"One Piece" is not merely a manga and anime series; it's a cultural phenomenon that has left an indelible mark on the world of entertainment. With its vibrant world, compelling characters, and overarching themes of friendship and dreams, "One Piece" invites fans on an epic voyage filled with laughter, tears, and unforgettable moments. As the story continues to unfold, one thing is certain: the legacy of "One Piece" will continue to influence and inspire generations of fans around the globe. So, set sail for adventure and join Luffy and the Straw Hat Pirates on their quest for the ultimate treasure in the world of "One Piece."

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#one piece #luffy #monkey d. luffy #pirate king #one piece yonko #anime #megacon #comic con #cosplay #anime and manga #manga

[gayerfurtherfaster]

One more, just because I am entertained.

Prompt: Write 500 words about Maura Isles and Patterson convincing their respective wives, Jane Rizzoli and Tasha Zapata, to play Dungeons and Dragons with them.

In a thrilling twist of fate, Maura Isles and Patterson found themselves on a mission to introduce a new realm of adventure to their respective wives, Jane Rizzoli and Tasha Zapata. Both driven and courageous women in their own right, Jane and Tasha were initially hesitant about the idea of playing Dungeons and Dragons. Little did they know that this tabletop role-playing game would become an unexpected source of bonding, laughter, and shared experiences.

Maura and Patterson, armed with their enthusiasm and persuasive skills, approached Jane and Tasha with an intriguing proposition. They pitched the idea of embarking on a mythical journey together, where they could explore fantastic realms, challenge their imaginations, and create unforgettable memories. Intrigued by the prospect of spending quality time with their partners, Jane and Tasha hesitantly agreed to give it a try.

On a cozy evening, the four women gathered around a table adorned with character sheets, dice, and boundless possibilities. Maura, with her meticulous nature, assumed the role of the Dungeon Master, ready to guide the adventure. Patterson, armed with her knowledge of game mechanics, eagerly shared her expertise, helping Jane and Tasha create their unique characters.

As the game unfolded, the room filled with excitement and anticipation. Maura's vivid storytelling transported them to a world teeming with mythical creatures, treacherous dungeons, and awe-inspiring quests. Jane embraced her character, a fierce and determined warrior, ready to face any challenge head-on. Tasha, with her sharp intellect and strategic mind, brought to life a cunning rogue with a heart of gold.

Together, they navigated the twists and turns of the game, making choices and rolling dice that shaped their fate. Laughter and camaraderie filled the air as they faced formidable foes, solved puzzles, and unraveled the intricacies of the campaign. Each decision made brought them closer as a group and strengthened their connection as couples.

As they embarked on their collective adventure, Jane and Tasha discovered newfound aspects of themselves. The game allowed them to explore different personalities, take risks, and let their imaginations run wild. They found solace in the immersive world of Dungeons and Dragons, escaping the stressors of their daily lives and embracing the joy of shared storytelling.

Through their journeys, Maura, Patterson, Jane, and Tasha experienced the power of teamwork, trust, and creative problem-solving. They learned to rely on one another's strengths, strategizing together to overcome challenges and achieve victory. The game became a source of empowerment, fostering a sense of unity and reinforcing the bond between the couples.

Beyond the tabletop, their Dungeons and Dragons sessions became cherished moments of connection and relaxation. The game offered an opportunity for the couples to escape the demands of their professional lives and rediscover the joy of play. It served as a reminder of the importance of carving out time for shared experiences and the magic that can be found in the company of loved ones.

As their campaigns unfolded, Jane, Tasha, Maura, and Patterson forged unforgettable memories together. They reveled in the thrill of epic battles, clever puzzles, and memorable encounters. The game became a conduit for growth, fostering open communication, and strengthening the foundation of their relationships.

In the end, their journey in the world of Dungeons and Dragons transcended the confines of a game. It allowed Jane, Tasha, Maura, and Patterson to connect on a deeper level, discovering new dimensions of their partners' personalities and nurturing a sense of adventure and togetherness. The game became a treasured part of their lives, a reminder of the power of shared experiences and the enduring bond of love and friendship.

#rizzles #zapatterson #chatgpt

[xasha777]

Captain Elara Thorne stood on the deck of the starship Corsair, her eyes fixed on the vast expanse of space beyond. The ship, designed to resemble an old Earth sailing vessel, was a blend of classic aesthetics and cutting-edge technology. Elara's attire, a mix of Victorian and pirate styles, reflected her unique approach to leadership—bold, unorthodox, and fiercely independent.

Elara’s ship wasn't just any vessel; it was a rogue explorer, part of a faction of independent starfarers known as the Free Corsairs. They operated outside the rigid structure of the United Federation, exploring uncharted territories and ancient ruins scattered across the galaxy. The Corsair was equipped with advanced navigation systems, powerful engines, and the most sophisticated piece of equipment on board: a state-of-the-art radio telescope.

The radio telescope, housed in a concealed chamber within the ship’s hull, was a marvel of modern science. It could detect and analyze electromagnetic waves from across the universe, revealing hidden planets, stars, and even distant galaxies. But Elara had a different use for it.

For years, Elara had been chasing a legend—the story of the Lost Fleet. According to ancient star maps and cryptic messages, the Lost Fleet was a collection of warships from the early days of space colonization that had vanished without a trace. Rumors hinted at a secret wormhole that had swallowed them, leading to an unknown part of the galaxy rich with resources and untapped potential. Elara was determined to find it.

One day, as the Corsair drifted near the edge of the Cygnus Loop, the radio telescope picked up an unusual signal. It was a faint, rhythmic pulse, unlike anything Elara had encountered before. She ordered the ship to halt and initiated a deep scan.

"Captain, the signal is coming from a point beyond the nebula," reported Jax, the ship’s chief engineer and Elara’s trusted confidant. "It’s almost as if it’s... calling us."

Elara nodded, her heart racing with excitement. "Set a course, Jax. We’re going to follow that signal."

As the Corsair ventured deeper into the nebula, the signal grew stronger and more distinct. Elara spent hours in the radio telescope chamber, analyzing the data. The signal wasn’t just a beacon; it was a complex transmission, a message in an ancient language.

"Captain, I’ve managed to decode part of the message," said Lyra, the ship’s linguistics expert. "It’s a distress call from the Lost Fleet. They’re trapped in a temporal anomaly."

Elara's eyes widened. A temporal anomaly—a phenomenon that could warp time and space. If the Lost Fleet was trapped there, they could be in a state of suspended animation, lost to time but still alive.

"Prepare the ship for temporal navigation," Elara commanded. "We’re going to rescue them."

Navigating through a temporal anomaly was risky, but Elara and her crew were no strangers to danger. Using the radio telescope’s data, they pinpointed the exact location of the anomaly. As they approached, the Corsair was engulfed in a swirling vortex of energy.

For a moment, everything went dark. Then, as quickly as it had begun, the vortex dissipated, and the Corsair found itself in a region of space that defied all logic. The stars here were different, ancient and unfamiliar.

In the distance, the Lost Fleet floated in eerie silence, ships glistening with the patina of ages. Elara activated the ship’s communication array. "This is Captain Elara Thorne of the starship Corsair. We’re here to help."

One by one, the ships of the Lost Fleet came to life, their systems reactivating after centuries of dormancy. A voice crackled through the speakers. "This is Admiral Karlaine of the Lost Fleet. We’ve been waiting for you."

With the help of the Corsair’s advanced technology and the ingenuity of its crew, the Lost Fleet was freed from the temporal anomaly. They were a living testament to a bygone era, ready to join the present and share their knowledge and resources.

Elara stood on the deck, gazing at the stars. She had done it—she had found the Lost Fleet and uncovered a piece of history. But her journey was far from over. The galaxy was vast, full of secrets and adventures waiting to be discovered. With the Corsair and its radio telescope, she was ready to face whatever lay ahead.

As the stars twinkled in the infinite expanse, Captain Elara Thorne smiled. The adventure had only just begun.

[monkeyandelf]

Will a person be able to travel across galaxy or the solar system is his limit?

Interstellar exploration is one of the most exciting and inspiring endeavors humanity can aspire to. Imagine visiting other worlds, discovering new life forms, and maybe even finding another Earth-like planet in the vastness of space. How cool would that be?

But we also realists and know that interstellar travel is no walk in the park. It's more like running through a minefield. There are so many challenges and risks in space that many of us wonder if we will ever be able to visit other worlds.

Let's start with the obvious: distance

The closest star system to us is Alpha Centauri, approximately 4.37 light years away from us. This means that light, the fastest thing in the universe, takes more than four years to get there.

And light doesn't need fuel, food or oxygen to travel. The fastest spacecraft ever launched by humans was NASA's New Horizons probe, which reached speeds of about 58,000 km/h when it flew past Pluto in 2015. At this speed, it would take about 78,000 years to reach Alpha Centauri. Not exactly ideal for a round trip. We could fly faster with better technology, but there are limits to how much we can push the laws of physics. Even if we were somehow able to reach 10% the speed of light, which is far beyond our current capabilities, it would still take 43 years to get to Alpha Centauri. And this is provided that we do not encounter any obstacles or dangers along the way.

Which brings us to the next challenge: the interstellar medium

Space is not empty. It is filled with dust, gas, cosmic rays and other nasty substances that can damage or destroy the spacecraft.

We also don't have a good map of what's between the stars. We may encounter a rogue planet, black hole or supernova explosion without warning. Even if we manage to avoid all this, the message problem remains.

How do we keep in touch with Earth or with other interstellar travelers? Radio signals take years to travel interstellar distances, and along the way they become weaker and distorted by interference. We will need huge antennas and powerful transmitters to send and receive messages.

And finally, the human factor

How do we keep ourselves alive and sane during such long journeys? How do we cope with isolation, boredom, stress and health problems?

How do we come to terms with the fact that we may never see our home planet again, or that it may be changed beyond recognition by the time we return? Scientists and engineers are trying to answer these questions with various interstellar mission projects and proposals. Some are more realistic than others, but none are easy or cheap. They require decades of research and development, billions of dollars in funding, and a lot of courage and dedication.

Should we give up interstellar travel?

We think we should pursue both goals at the same time because they are important and valuable to humanity. Exploring our solar system is not only more feasible and accessible than interstellar travel, but also more relevant and beneficial to our immediate needs and interests. We can learn more about our own planet by studying its neighbors, we can find new resources and opportunities for development and colonization. We can also test and improve our technologies and skills in the solar system to solve difficult problems in the future. Read the full article

#AlphaCentauri #Interstellartravel

[hybbart]

Finally done Skyclan! A close-knit clan willing to go against the graina nd do things their own way.

Ravenstar, the big fluffy leader of skyclan, who doesn’t hesitate to stand up against the much more experienced leaders. She’s relatively young and only lost a single life so far but she’s nothing if not proud of her warriors and wishes to push them to be their best.

Nightflower recently replaced their old deputy Lightningnose after he retired. She was formerly a permanent queen who helped raise a good chunk of the clan, including her and Pinefeather’s many descendants. She’s a kind and nurturing deputy with the gratitude and affection of her clanmates behind her due to helping raise many of them.

Blossombranch is the eldest medicine cat and one of Nightflower and Pinefeather’s sons. Handsome, charismatic, and just a bit egotistical like his father, more than a few cats were disappointed to discover had no interest in romance and a strong desire to become a medicine cat. He’s quite proud of his apprentice, Olivebranch, and treats her like a daughter.

Olivebranch is the recently promoted second medicine cat. She had a rather exciting encounter with some previously violent rogues in danger outside their territory after receiving a warning of danger from starclan during which she lost her front right leg but managed to keep both herself and the rogues alive long enough for her clan to help. Blossombranch was impressed enough to promote her as soon as they returned to camp. She has a good relationship with the other medicine cats and local kittypets, whose gardens she often takes from.

Fawnpatch is the senior-most warrior and quite serious about his duties. Despite his age he’s only recently received his first apprentice in Longpaw who was soon after lost to an owl. He’s retreated a lot since, simply trying to do his duties for his clan as best he could without getting in others ways.

Silentbird is a small deaf and mute tom with a warm heart who loves mentorship. He recently received an apprentice in Yellowpaw and previously mentored Heronsnap. His methods of teaching are creative and both his apprentices have been cats others consider a bit of a handful, but his sharp eyes and paws always keep track of them.

Quietcloud is Silentbird’s brother, and was for a long time believed to be mute like his brother. In fact while the two were kits they were the only kits in the nursery and Quietcloud had taken up similar mannerisms to his brother. To this day he rarely speaks up and has quite a weakhearted voice, his main form of communication being the sign language him and his brother used, but is a kind soul willing to pick up tasks others have no time for.

Pinefeather is Nightflower’s charming and charismatic mate. He thinks quite highly of himself and his family, often embarrassing his children by bragging about them to the other clans. He’s quite a show off but is a good enough hunter to (usually) back it up, barring a few incidents. Though not in a possition of power, outright told by Ravenstar that she has no intention of ever giving him such, he holds great sway over his clanmates and is a strong voice at gatherings.

Cloudydawn is a shy she-cat and Cricketpaw’s pushover of a mentor. Others aren’t so sure of her place in the clans, as she is often quite sympathetic to kittypets and wistful about their lives, but Nightflower is convinced of her talents and loyalty, seeing her desire as motivation to make life as easy as possible for the whole clan through hard work.

Blue-eye is a cat aged well beyond his years in terms of temperament and energy. Often apprentices from other clans mistake him for an elder. He can be a bit of a contrarian and the medicine cats are never pleased to have him in their den.

Marshpoppy is a tree-loving senior warrior, and Longpaw’s mother, She was devastated at the loss of her son but resolved to move on with her life if only to spite Fawnpatch who refuses to do so. She is someone Nightflower relies on greatly for early morning patrols.

Timberpelt is Oaktuft’s mate and best friend, a cheerful cat who once nearly had her stomach torn open by a hawk she tried to hunt. she’s not the brightest and often takes on tasks beyond her abilities for the challenge.

Oaktuft is Timberpelt’s mate and best friend, as well as Nightflower and Pinefeather’s eldest daughter. She’s not as confident as her father, worrying about her skills constantly, but has a similar charisma and sociableness.

Blackfire is Nightflower and Pinefeather’s second daughter, and a more youthful spitting image of her mother. She is a confident and battle-hungry young she-cat who hopes to succeed her mother one day. She’s taught herself to be as agile at hunting on cliffs as she is in a tree and takes advantage of the prey which often believes it is safe from their reach to feed her clan in harsh times.

Heronsnap is the youngest current warrior, an eager young she-cat ready to prove herself. She’s gone out of her way to learn many different hunting styles, including fishing, in hopes of helping her clan in harsh times. She had a crush on Blossombranch as an apprentice that made her almost decide to become a medicine cat but was rejected by Blossombranch on both fronts.

Yellowpaw and Cricketpaw are the only two apprentices currently after their friend Longpaw died in an accident. The pair also recently lost their mother, Warmshade, when she joined riverclan to be with her mate. They’ve stuck close to their mentor’s sides since and are particularly eager to protect their borders, partly in hopes of seeing her again.

Sunsmoke is Nightflower and Pinefeather’s third daughter, and Blossombranch’s littermate. She wishes to be a permanent queen like her mother was. She currently cares for her only daughter Ferretkit, as well as her youngest siblings, Daisykti and Plumkit, after her mother was chosen to become deputy. She is the closest with her mother.

Lightningnose is the former deputy and only current elder. Though not especially old his lungs are already quite weak and he decided it would be best to hand over his position to a younger cat because of it. Though he cannot do tasks for too long without getting worn out he can still be quite ferocious.

#warrior cats #skyclan #cat #fanart #fantasy #character #art #colour #hybbart

[favoniuscodex]

intergalactic au w/ zhongli, childe, and xiao

prompt: futuristic/intergalactic!au w/ zhongli, childe, and xiao for my 1.5k follower event pairings: zhongli x gn!reader, childe x gn!reader, xiao x gn!reader, word count: 2.8k words (i really like this au, ok?) a/n: haha oh jeez ok my knowledge of intergalactic stuff is an amalgamation of different stuff so this is gonna involve a few different types of space stuff! some of these are longer than others, apologies for the discrepancies in length! i had to stop some of these from becoming full fics hhhh

ZHONGLI

“so,” you state, unceremoniously slamming your hands down on the metal lunch table in front of you. “rex lapis. discuss.”

the two colleagues sitting in front of you differ in reactions to your noisy gesture. the shorter and angrier of the two, xiao, jumps slightly at the sudden intrusion, despite the bustling noise of the starship’s cafeteria surrounding the three of you. at his side, zhongli sits, regal as ever, sipping on a cup of tea that fails to shake within his grip. the brunette sets the drink down on the table before him and looks at you patiently.

“what do you wish for us to discuss?” zhongli asks while xiao scowls at you in annoyance.

“there’s nothing to discuss,” xiao grumbles, cutting up cubes of the low-grade tofu in front of him with the side of his fork absentmindedly. “he died. the end.”

“did he?” you challenge and xiao lets out a heavy sigh of a man worn out by your mere existence. “alright, zhongli, hear me out on this. what if it’s just a coverup by the liyuean fleet? none of us really even knew what he looked like, who he was, et cetera et cetera, y’know? so like... he could very well be alive.”

“indulging in conspiracy theories,” xiao mutters. “how mature of you.” he grouchily stabs some of the decimated remains of the tofu cubes in front of them and takes a bite, wincing slightly at the low quality texture. however, zhongli’s honey eyes shine with mirth at your proposition. 

“i believe that such notions are never beyond the realm of possibility,” zhongli confesses, causing xiao to sputter and choke on his cafeteria meal.

“you have to be kidding me. that’s the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard. they could’ve just said he retired or something. why would the fleet cover up his existence with a falsified death?” xiao challenges, his gaze flickering between your smug expression and zhongli’s entirely placated one.

“some people say rex lapis turned into a dragon and flew away. oooo~! watch out, xiao, he’s going to come for you, oooo~!” you mimic the sounds of a ghost as you flap your hands in a wing-like motion, leaning in closer to xiao, who leans away in repulsion and fear. xiao shrieks slightly as you breach his personal space and he hides behind zhongli’s figure, whose intense gaze causes you to stop your teasing and sit up straight, despite a soft smile gracing his elegant features.

“(y/n),” zhongli questions in a soft tone reserved only for you. “did you finish your review of the engine room’s oxygen and sediment filter?”

you look sheepishly down at the tray of food in front of you. “no, but... nobody’s allowed in the engine room right now. some dumb intern got his keycard stolen so the whole room is on lockdown while they reprogram everyone else’s.”

“well, if you have no other tasks to complete today, would you like to assist me with my research?” zhongli asks and, with no hesitation, you nod in response.

“of course! do you still need help with analyzing how to best redirect flow of air in the suits of the astronauts traveling to planet 48-ab-9?” you say, looking to make sure you and zhongli are on the same page. he smiles at you, which gives you the answer you need before the words even fall from his lips.

“yes, but there may also be possible diversions to other planets and air pressure within the spacesuits on one planet may cause ruptures in the other and-” zhongli begins, but is interrupted by xiao standing up abruptly, the tofu on his tray barely touched.

“i am full!” xiao declares, which causes you to narrow your eyes at him in disbelief. zhongli, however, buys xiao’s blatant lie. “which means, like every upstanding worker of the liyuean fleet, it’s time to return back to the contractual chains of coding hell!”

you can only watch as the green-haired man scurries off without waiting for your responses, far too eager to return to the cybersecurity job he always seems to complain about.

“so, where were we?” zhongli asks, capturing your undivided attention once more. you let out a soft huff of amusement at the situation and flash a smile in return.

---

zhongli is a consistently overlooked member of the liyuean fleet, residing as one of the few interplanetary geologists on board. to put it simply, zhongli works alongside you, an environmental engineer, to help ensure the safety of liyuean fleet explorers as they venture into unknown territory. you develop the products and do routine maintenance on various air quality-related machinery within the massive mothership of the liyuean fleet, while zhongli studies previously-recorded information about other planets in order to provide hypotheses about what potential new planets’ geological systems may be like and what needs to be done for astronauts to acclimate to them.

the talkative geologist is polite to all, but talkative to few, one of whom is you. while the two of you work side by side, the man has a tendency to ramble about the compositions of different planetary soils and what they means to human life should they encounter it. if you’re being honest with yourself, the topic nearly puts you to sleep, but you find it adorable that he can talk so passionately for so long on such a mundane topic.

you let zhongli ramble for three reasons. one: you don’t have the heart to tell him to stop. two: you have a massive crush on him that only seems to worsen the more you see his amber eyes nearly glow with passion whenever you ask questions about his work. finally, three: you’re waiting for zhongli to slip up and reveal why someone of his talent finally got assigned to the mothership immediately after the supposed death of rex lapis.

as he launches into another rambling session, you can’t help but zone zhongli out as a startling idea pops into your head about the calming man who loves three things in life (history, tea, and rocks, in that order).

could he be...? you push the thought out of your head and decide to accept the liyuean fleet command’s announcement at face value. commander rex lapis is dead and there’s absolutely, certainly, definitely no way that zhongli is the man who once brought the tsaritsa’s warships to a crumbling halt.

right?

CHILDE

the dashing rogue with a heart of gold is certainly one of the most respectable men in the galaxy. he saves damsels in distress and redistributes wealth to the poor. he’s perfect in every manner -- don’t you see his charming smile? how could you not trust him? he’ll lure you in with sweet words and false affections, brushing your hair behind your ear as he makes you giggle and flustered due to his flirtations. the illusion pops when he waltzes away from you with a wink and you realize you’re missing your wallet a few minutes later. 

childe, a man of many aliases ranging from the theatrical tartaglia to the mythological ajax, is one of the galaxy’s most wanted thieves. he’ll insist he’s not a kleptomaniac, but feeds off the golden veins of wealth he steals from others as if he is a vampire, a primal instinct he can’t seem to control. no target is too big or small for the man, especially if a rival is involved.

in this case, it’s you. he finds you at a bar, in which grating electronic music blasts overhead and rainbow lights paint his skin in different colors as they flash to the beat. childe is forced to yell over the music, yet none of his signature charm is lost as he does his best to cozy up to you, buying you a drink and warding off any unwanted suitors, especially the alien with eight hands who wont stop insisting that he just wants to hold one of yours. 

you almost let yourself get swept away in his radiant baby blues and his wispy, ruddy brown hair, but you’re smarter than that. you can see the intelligence in his eyes and you wonder if he can see it in yours. despite his kindness and his genuine enthusiasm to hear what you have to say, he holds an arrogance in his posture that shows that childe is underestimating you. you know what he’s after: the keycard to the liyuean fleet engine room, one you had swiped off some unsuspecting intern earlier in the day to deposit in your own safekeeping, in hopes to one day sell it to likely nefarious evildoers who would pay a pretty penny for an access key like that.

but buyers have never been one to keep secrets and you’re far too aware that loose lips sink ships -- or in this case, the main starship of the liyuean fleet -- and childe is far too aware of the card that lies within your possession. you smile as you feel his hand gently tug your wallet out of your coat pocket, an action that would have gone unnoticed if you weren’t a master thief as well. you let him walk away as he winks at you and promises to see you again, a blatant lie on his behalf.

you’re gone from your seat before he realizes the keycard isn’t in your wallet -- nothing is. it’s empty, aside from a faded business card offering the services of your thievery, with a smiley face drawn on the back and two words: duped ya! emblazoned next to the face that taunts childe. a rush of adrenaline ripples through him and he’s not sure whether it’s due to rage or excitement. as he reaches into his pocket, he decides it’s the former as childe realizes the keys to his ship are missing.

childe can’t help but smile when he sees his ship missing in the public dock nearby. after all, he had a new goal: tracking you, his treasured spaceship, and that damned keycard down, even if he would have to scour the entire galaxy just to see your eyes once more.

XIAO

“hey,” a familiar voice barks, which xiao ignores as he nuzzles his face further into his elbow, having fallen asleep at his desk. “hey!” the voice is more insistent and he feels fingers dig into his shoulder, shaking his slumped over form and moving xiao’s wheeled office chair slightly. “get up. you’re sleeping on the job and night shift is coming soon.”

as the voice continues to not leave him alone, xiao finally realizes who is speaking to him. its you. upon this realization, xiao concedes and sits up, wincing as he adjusts to the harsh fluorescent lights that illuminate the room.

“there is no night shift. we’re in space. that’s not a-” xiao complains, but upon seeing you and realizing what you’re holding up in a bag in your hand, ceases his whining and instead chooses to look up at you with wide eyes. “holy shit, is that surface almond tofu?! how did you get that?!”

“sheesh.” you begin, waving the bag slightly back and forth. “i didn’t think you would get this riled up over it.” 

“i would sell my soul for a bag of that after suffering through the eternal misery that is the food on this godforsaken ship.” xiao deadpans and you can’t help but think he’s almost serious. he extends his hands to you and you can’t help but note the way the sleeves of his uniform are pushed up to his elbows, especially since his forearms showcase a plethora of scars that you rarely get to see. they signal that the man is an outsider to your legion of computer nerds (and that his well-defined forearms are really hot, but that’s beside the point). 

you quickly snap out of your daze as his hands crinkle the bag you’re holding and you lightly swat his hands away from the bag, glaring at him. a scowl crosses his features at your actions and he slumps against the back of his chair, swiveling to fully face you.

“the tofu is yours, but i need something in exchange,” you bargain and you watch as xiao’s eyes narrow at the horrid implication held within your tone. “a lot of my cybersecurity guys are out trying to rework the engine room’s login mechanism... it’s a long story. anyways, i was wondering if you’d find it within the kindness of your heart to pick up one of their shifts.”

“you’re not paying me for this shift, are you?” xiao asks and you can feel your face scrunch up in irritation.

“listen, i went to hell and back to try to get you this tofu so you would say yes and you’re worried about payment? they cover lodging and food when you work he-” you begin to rant, but a rare smile from xiao makes the words die on your lips as you feel heat rise to your face.

“i never said i wouldn’t. you’re always so quick to judge.” his tone is condescending as he smirks smugly at you, reaching to take the bag of tofu from your now slackened grip as you stare at him, visibly flustered by his haughty tone in tandem with a grin you scarcely see.

“oh... uh, alright,” you try to recover, readjusting your posture to stand up straighter, willing yourself to stay composed. his golden eyes stare directly into yours as he plucks a cube of tofu out of the bag with his index finger and thumb. without breaking eye contact, he pops the tofu cube into his mouth and, after swallowing, licks his lips. “let’s um... let’s get started!”

---

xiao is a former yaksha, an elite fighter who served as part of commander rex lapis’s most trusted squadron of soldiers. after an injury rendered him unfit to return to battle, xiao decided to look for other ways to help defend the liyuean fleet, which resulted in him joining your group of cybersecurity experts, who protect the fleet by making sure all systems remain secure and that there are no electronic security breaches.

at the beginning of his job, xiao was fairly terrible with technology and would have been fired nearly immediately for his incompetence if not for his direct recommendation from rex lapis himself. unfortunately for you, you were assigned his superior and nearly lost your mind when the man had to stare at the keyboard in order to know where the keys were as he typed. xiao’s attitude was initially offputting, both sardonic and angry, but he eventually sheathed his bitter defensive weapon of haughtiness and condescension in order to ask you for help outside of work hours to help him learn how to be better at his job.

now, several years later, the two of you are fairly good friends (as good as one can be friends with xiao, you think) to the point where he whines about his dumb bumbling friends (zhongli and some other person you had yet to catch the name of) who run in circles around each other, despite the fact that they blatantly like each other. each time he complains, you scratch your head in confusion, because you and him do the exact same thing.

you’re not entirely oblivious. you’ve realized that xiao acts... different around you than he does around most people. he’s softer and more open, but you don’t want to get your hopes up, so you’ve made yourself more open in return, hoping that he’ll realize your interest. often times, your flirtations will leave him flustered and reeling, but on rare occasions, xiao will take the opportunity to fluster you instead, which is far more effective than any way you could try to charm him. you’re fairly sure he can read you like an open book, so you wait for him to confess his emotions to you.

little do you know, xiao feels the exact same way about you as he awaits your confession. no, he’s not scared of rejection. he’s a former yaksha, do you know how many people he’s taken down? why would he be scared of heartbreak and the utter agony that follows as he’s forced not only to deal with rejection but report to you at work every day? ... oh. maybe he is a little scared. just a teensy, tiny little bit scared.

but hey, if the two of you are lucky, maybe you’ll both confess at the same time after the tension between the two of you nearly suffocates you both.

#fun fact: the intern who lost the dumb keycard is xiangling #she saw some food and got distracted #zhongli x reader #xiao x reader #genshin impact x reader #childe x reader #zhongli #childe #genshin impact #//writing #//zhongli #//xiao #//childe #//1.5k event #xiao

[anthurak]

Random Concept: Team RWBY at the Table

Okay, so over the weekend I got back into a couple Dungeons and Dragons streams (shoutout to TeamFourStar’s ‘Natural Oneders’ and CRWBY’s own ‘The Grimm Campaign’) and because of that got hyper-fixated on a ‘Team RWBY plays D&D’ idea.

So! After spending way too long playing around with D&D Beyond’s character-creator, here is my half-crazed ‘Modern!AU Team RWBY plays D&D’. Featuring Qrow as a doting uncle and DM who maybe should have thought better of all this…

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Ruby: A veteran player of several campaigns run by her Uncle Qrow, Ruby is particularly excited for this one. It’s the first time in a while she’s gotten to play, she’s getting to play with Yang again, AND she’s managed to convince Weiss, her friend from university to join them! Up to now, Ruby has really only played rangers, rogues and other ‘sneaky’ roles, so she’s really wanting to be a front-line powerhouse this time around. And ho-boy, does she ever…

Ruby ends up playing an Eladrin (nature-focused elves with a season-based abilities) Oath of Vengeance Paladin multiclassed with a Hexblade Warlock. Not only that, but thanks to some good up-front ability scored roles, she’s able to start picking up feats like Great Weapon Master, Polearm Master and Elven Accuracy. In short, Ruby is an absolute Murder Machine, able to teleport spam all over a battlefield, zeroing in on the strongest enemy and turning it into giblets within a round or two.

Pretty much the only reason she isn’t giving Dungeon Master Qrow constant headaches every session is because Ruby is also really into roleplay and likes making use of her capped Charisma score to try and talk her way out of the party’s problems. While Qrow at first thought this was a good trade-off, except that as the campaign went on, this created a knock-on-wood effect where the party, particular two members who we’ll get to later, realized that could actually get away with pulling crazy, stupid shenanigans, confident in their (mainly Ruby’s) ability to just murderize their way out of any bad situation. Which is exactly what tends to happen.

Ruby also grabbed the Investigator background of all things, styling her character as a sort-of Monster-Hunting Private Detective… despite having a -1 Intelligence bonus.

In short, she is Ruby Rose. Literal Flower-child, hilariously OP Edgelord

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Weiss: Having never played D&D before, Weiss was at first skeptical when her friend Ruby offered her a place at the table. However, she became intrigued when Ruby started telling her about all the cool stuff spellcasters could do. And while looking through one of Ruby’s source books on their first day, Weiss took one look at the Bladesinger subclass for Wizard and instantly knew what she wanted to play. She also decided to play as a Half-Elf, mostly for the extra Ability Score bonus’s and Skill Proficiencies, though that ended up having surprising role-play value later on.

Weiss also has the… ‘honor’ of being the holder of ALL the team’s brain cells, seeing as how she’s not only the only member of the team to actually invest in the Intelligence stat, she is also the ONLY member of the team with an INT modifier higher than negative one.

However, despite being the ‘smartest’ member of the team on paper, it still took Weiss a while to figure out a few key things. Like how Hit-Die worked and the fact that, as a Wizard, she has constitution of wet tissue-paper. This of course lead to Weiss spending a good chunk of the early campaign charging off into a fight alongside her teammates and getting almost or outright incapacitated in almost every combat encounter. This in turn leads to Ruby being rather… protective of her, to say the least.

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Blake: Like Weiss, Blake has never played before, and was brought in by her girlfriend Yang. Blake wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to play at first, but then Yang told her that she could totally be a catgirl Inigo Montoya and at that point Blake was IN. To that end, Blake plays a Tabaxi Swashbuckler rogue, with a few levels in Fighter after realizing that she was the only one in the party that wouldn’t get the ‘Extra Attack’ feature and also loving the Echo Knight’s ability to summon a clone of herself.

Also, due to Blake not quite understanding the value of the ‘soft stats’ when she made her character, she has a +0 to Wisdom and -1 to Intelligence. However, Blake is actually super into the roleplay aspect of the game, and after a few hilariously failed Intelligence and Wisdom based ability checks early on, Blake has taken the idea that her character has absolutely ZERO impulse control and RAN with it.

Blake is the brooding rogue with a dark backstory and a hidden heart of gold who wants to help those in need. And also kind of a dumbass with a habit of diving headfirst into harebrained schemes without a plan. And some of the funniest Natural One roles in the party.

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Yang: Like Ruby, Yang hadn’t gotten to play in a while and was super excited to get back into a campaign, doubly so with how she’d be able to play with her girlfriend, Blake. And also because she had a character concept that she’d never really gotten the chance to try.

Yang starts the campaign as a Gold Dragonborn Monk of the Four Elements school, but quickly branches off into a Zealot Barbarian with all the raging and general unkillability that entails. In short, Yang really wanted to see if she could make a DBZ character, and she… sort of succeeded.

Also, because Yang knew she was ultimately going to be prioritizing Barbarian over Monk, she did a Point Buy and dumped as much of her starting Ability Score Points into Strength, Constitution and Dexterity. This in turn means that Yang has a Negative One score in BOTH Intelligence AND Wisdom. Yang is fully aware of this fact and EMBRACES it for as much fun roleplay potential (and causing headaches for Uncle Qrow) as possible.

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Other Shenanigans:

Due to a miscommunication about the requirements for the spell ‘Warding Bond’, Ruby and Weiss are now married in-game. (Warding Bond has a material component described as ‘a pair of platinum rings worth at least 50 gp each, which you and the target must wear’)

With all the times Weiss goes down, Ruby has gotten EXTREMELY protective of her. To the point where Qrow has homebrewed a rule that whenever Weiss hits zero hitpoints, whoever attacked her instantly becomes the target of Ruby’s ‘Vow of Enmity’, essentially the laser-pointer for the Vengeance Paladin’s Murder Energy. Basically, whoever knocks Weiss out is about to fucking die.

Blake subscribes to the theory that roles made on skill checks determine her character traits. For example, early on in the campaign, after rolling a Natural 1 on her knowledge of the Fae, Blake decided that this meant her character not only knew nothing about the Fae, but was convinced that the Fae are a MYTH and don’t actually exist. Despite standing right in front of a dryad when that role happened.

Because Blake is playing a brooding, edgy loner and Yang is playing an absolute ray of sunshine with big himbo energy, and because they are both MASSIVE weebs, they quickly hit on the idea that they are basically playing a shounen Rival and Protagonist respectively. They quickly adjust accordingly, making their characters have a deep-seated and EXTREMELY homoerotic rivalry that plays out over the course of the campaign. Blake and Yang have WAY too much fun with this.

(Other ideas possibly to follow, depending on interest)

#rwby #rwby fic-ish #dungeons and dragons #d&d au #modern au #Team RWBY #Ruby Rose #Weiss Schnee #Blake Belladonna #Yang Xiao Long #Qrow Branwen #white rose #bumbleby #Team RWBY plays D&D #kind of a shitpost

[sacrificethemtothesquid]

I don’t use tumblr much but I come back just for your blog ❤️ I hope you’re doing well (as well as anyone can while grieving) and are finding bright moments for yourself. I don’t know if you’ve played much HFW yet but I cannot stop thinking about how GOOD Beta is for Aloy even if she hasn’t recognized it yet. Like, they are both genetically identical but look at what a force Aloy is!!! Can we talk about this? Am I the only one super focused on this plot point?

Hi! So glad to see you!!

I think I'm all right, all things considered. It's hard and it hurts, but I'm focusing on supporting my family and that gives me a sense of purpose. Thank you for asking. ❤ (Also I'm spending too much time here. Distraction helps too!)

Limited HFW spoilers under the cut:

I just saw Beta for the first time in the game, but I have some spoilers and I agree with you. I'm on hiatus from playing - not in the mood for intense combat - but I'm working my way through a cutscene movie, and I'm excited to actually meet these people everyone's talking about. I would love to write fic from Beta's POV once I get to know her. From a purely practical standpoint, even at the end of HZD I always believed there were never not going to be other clones. Even if Elisabet nixed the program, it was already set up. You don't put that kind of Chekhov's Gun into a story and not bring it to fruition.

(I've been chewing over a way to shoehorn a sequel for Moth into HFW and haven't figured it out yet. I might just make an AU that diverges starting from the battle for the Spire. Once I finish the cutscene movie, I'll have a better notion of what I'm handling.)

BUT YES, TALK TO ME ABOUT BETA. I don't think you're the only one focused on this. Not knowing anything about her beyond the fact that she exists, my expectation is that the fact of her existence is going to hit Aloy square in the chest. In terms of my own gameplay, I just got GAIA to the base, so I haven't even started hunting down the three rogue AIs, but I absolutely love how grumpy, prickly, and downright rude Aloy is being. She's under an immense amount of pressure. She's still living the trauma of being outcast, and while she has friends, I don't believe she feels any sort of genuine attachment to them. I think she's torn between desperately wanting connection and knowing in her bones that they're going to turn on her, and that makes her lash out. It would have been so easy for the writers to handwave that away and I love love love that they're doubling down on her trauma. It's one thing for her to dismiss her allies; by the fact of their genetics and her idealized, parasocial relationship with Elisabet, she can't dismiss Beta. I think when she encounters Beta, it's going to fuck her up, because Beta is a real person, not a hologram, and the messy dynamics of that is something I can't wait to see play out.

So yes. Talk about Beta and Aloy. I am 1000% here for it.

#horizon forbidden west #spoilers

[kyndaris]

Call of the Wild

It isn’t very often that I play downloadable content (DLC) for video games. Most of the time, they’re senseless cash grabs offering outfits for characters, or come out six months or a year later when I’ve moved on to the next bombastic title. Another reason for why I don’t usually play DLC is because I’ve already traded in whatever game title it was. Madness, I hear you say. But hear me out first before you make any harsh judgements.

After years of when I had games piled nearly to the ceiling, my mother decided that it was time for me to declutter. What’s worse, there were plenty of titles that I never felt the itch to replay in the interim. With so many titles sitting on the horizon, trying to get through them all is a slog. Considering how completely I finish most games, my interest almost always flags as soon as the credits have rolled. Why? Because I’ve done all the side content and explored nearly every inch of the game world.

Marie Kondo said it best. If it doesn’t spark joy, get rid of it.

I will admit that there are a few games that I’ve kept. Some for nostalgia, others because they’re pretty rare and few between. Most of them are Japanese role-playing games (JRPGs) or are somewhat niche titles.

When Sony had their Play at Home initiative several months ago, I picked up the complete edition of Horizon Zero Dawn. Though I enjoyed my time with it and am eagerly anticipating the sequel, I did not think to keep it once I received my platinum trophy. Instead, I traded it in and used the meagre amount I received from EB Games to reduce the price of my next game.

Coming back to a game is difficult when you’ve played so many others in-between. While I still remembered the overarching plot, it took a while for me to relearn the controls. Almost always, I’d press the wrong thing and Aloy would crouch instead of dodge or do something else just as asinine. 

It reminded me of the days when I used to switch between the games I played back in my youth. And almost every time, I’d restart because I couldn’t follow the narrative thread or the skill level where I had left off was simply too high for me to pick up again after I had grown rusty.

After bumping the difficulty down, I took my time to finally play through the DLC that I had never been able to enjoy: Frozen Wilds. Though a short piece, it provided a whole new area to explore and another wild story about rogue AIs that are threatening mankind from populating the Earth. Though I doubt much of the plot will have a major impact on what is to come in Horizon: Forbidden West, it also helped shed some light on the ever-present dangers and the lore of the world Guerrilla Games have carefully constructed.

As with the original title, I loved how much care was put into crafting the stories for those that came before. Even better is how the developers have tried to interpret how the Banuk, Carja, Osham and Nora tribes interpret the things around them and adapt to the post-apocalyptic world that they live in. And while the things Aloy finds makes sense to us, the players, it’s not as clear cut for the people of the world. 

One scene that stood out for me was where a Banuk man mistakes Montana Recreations as an actual person rather than a company.

It’s these little things that make it so incredibly fascinating when it comes to how many of the things that we take for granted in our current world, don’t always make sense to an outside observer. What are these ceramic holders for? For what purpose did the old folk use these rectangular objects with the shape of an apple on one side and a black screen on the other? 

As someone who has enjoyed ancient history and the myths that previous cultures used to help explain the world, the work that has been poured into archaeology and anthropology is something that I greatly appreciate. Its replication in video games that are set in the far future is also a great way to look back and see how far humanity has advanced. 

Though the story of a rogue AI subsystem is not new, Frozen Wilds adds a little more context to the ongoing struggles that Aloy will face. With Horizon: Forbidden West quite literally on the horizon, I’m eager to see where this franchise will take us. I do hope, though, that we might see something beyond the very much America-centric nature of so many video games (but I’m not going to hold my breath).

In regards to the new enemies the game introduces, I thought these were moderately exciting to encounter. Given how long it has taken me to pick up Horizon Zero Dawn again, even the old enemies gave me the same trouble because I forgot all their weakness and which arrows could best be used against them. Thankfully, it wasn’t long before I had figured it all out again and could hold my own amongst the foes Aloy faced.

Overall, I enjoyed my time dipping back into the world of Horizon Zero Dawn. If nothing else, it made me all the more excited for Horizon: Forbidden West. Now, if only we could put a stop to COVID-19 and the rampant Delta strain, I’d be happy.

#horizon zero dawn #horizon frozen wilds #video games

[iwritethat]

Tim Drake: Belonging

A/N: Alrighty, links to Rogue One but can be read seperately of course. This is how (Y/n) and Tim met, set a few years before...

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Another day, another gala to attend in order to promote Drake Industries despite his parents constant travels, they made time to appear at Gothams’ formalities on occasion. This was one of those times.

Only his usual plans of being bored and wondering around aimlessly were unexpectedly sabotaged by her. By a beautiful wealthy guest who radiated class and elegance beyond her years, a complete newcomer in his eyes, a youthful presence that would effortlessly attract undivided attention in her future maturity. By you.

Tim was swept away by an enigma, the only word prominent enough in his scramble of thoughts to describe the character, with the band playing a slow dancing melody it made it easier for him to focus on the mysterious beauty in front of him.

"You don't belong here, do you?" Came your calculating yet pleased tone, your fingers gently dancing on his shoulder.

"Who- of course I do, my parents run a successful industry."

"I said you, not your parents. You just seem to stand out to me, that's all." You were so carefree, offering an aura no else in the proximity ever possessed and he’d be lying if he hadn’t already been lured in.

"Is that why you whisked me off, oh strange one?" It made him feel relaxed, his better judgment warning him of mesmerising strangers but the small threads of personality he’d been entangled in so far encouraged him to ignore it.

"Yes that, and I needed to blend in momentarily but that’s a completely irrevelevant topic. So to thank you for your unwitting aid, let me tell you a secret: I don't belong here either." You whispered the last part in his ear, causing him to become noticeably flustered - you were both young, probably the first female to ever get this close to him by your deductions.

"I'm Timothy Drake..." The young man started, assuring to meet your gaze once you'd pulled back.

"(Y/n) (L/n), great to stumble into you."

"You too, so what brings you here?" Now it was his turn to inquire, and a complicated conversation ensued - one that left you both eager to learn more but after your brief disappearance it became apparent your first meeting was to be cut short.

"Call me!" He registered your voice before your sudden rushed appearance by his side, a kiss placed on his cheek as you briskly checked your surroundings.

"I don't have your number!"

"Check your phone, I stole it when we danced and added it whilst I was gone." You smugly shot back, tossing the young man his phone before swiftly making an exit and it was moments later that outraged shouts echoed from the top floor - who exactly were you?!

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Tim assumed that would be the last he saw of you, a welcomed abnormality that was a breath of fresh air in his otherwise predictable life. The name you'd given provided very little - if anything - in his online research but your number had proven valid and became his chosen method of communication. However, in all his carefully constructed scenarios, the last place he expected to stumble across anyone of the like would be in the rundown rings of Gothams back alleys when inspecting a rumour he'd overheard from the rebellious seniors at school.

The atmosphere was rowdy yet electrifying, alcoholic beverages littered the area, attendees wore too little clothing for the chilling breeze of a Gotham evening and recognisable Hip Hop tracks blared from the boasting speakers inbuilt into the boots of various strikingly customised cars. Anyone of his stature would be out of place here, thus grateful for his hoodie which allowed him to blend in a little better - he swiftly dodged cheering onlookers as engines roared through the streets and it was almost overwhelming to the senses but at the same time intoxicating, crews hovered around their vehicles to prepare it for the next race all whilst endorsing the flirtatious antics of fans but through all of the commotion a constrastingly gentle tug of his hood caused him to hesitate.

"You're the guy I met at the gala yeah?" You casually chimed with a soft smirk and raised brow, arm resting on your hip as he turned to you after releasing his red hoodie. He had no prepared answer, looking you up and down with a cracked “Yes.”

You shook your head with a quiet but amused chuckle, smoothly entwining your fingers to pull a still semi unresponsive Timothy away from the delinquent crowd to speak more freely.

"What are you doing here?" The teen finally manged to ask once regaining his composure though upon reflection, Tim shouldn't be here either but since it was only a tiny detour he saw no harm in indulging his curiosity of the vigilante lifestyle. Was it so bad to want to see Batman in action? This is something he'd want to intercept right?

"Same thing as you, accidental wrong turn." You smugly commented obviously lying and sassing Tim whilst glancing back to the 'entertainment' briefly with a smirk.

"Maybe I chose to come here." Tim was more confident this time, almost as if trying to impress you but instead you only snorted.

"Mmhmm, I doubt a richboy like you would be at a drag race rally by choice so you must be following some lead."

"Don't call me that, and you're right - I was. I wanted to see if -" Before Tim could elaborate, an ear splitting skid of breaks were heard as well as the uproar from attendees which wasn't uncommon for you.

He'd noticed your natural instincts in the situation, the way you'd located an escape route in almost 2 seconds flat and had interlaced your fingers to take him with you once more. It dawned on him then, that this was your scene despite how effortlessly you'd merged into his world of upperclass diligence - maybe that was your origin and this your choice, he'd never know nor would he be able to ask under the current chaotic circumstances.

"Have you ever driven one of these before?!" Tim shot as he slid into the deserted Lamborghini you'd practically shoved him toward, yourself more concerned with hot wiring.

"Not legally..."

"Then we should - crap!" Before he could even propose a safer alternative you'd ignited the engine and sped through the streets leaving the sirens and Batman behind.

There was something about it, as new as the adrenaline and excitement were it felt right - even Drake noted the natural gift you possessed and the way you seemed to come alive at the wheel. Tim didn't ask where you were headed, nor did he particularly care so long as you both emerged scathe free whilst you drove through the barrier of an old abandoned multi-story carpark and raced straight to the top, parking rather carelessly across the parking spaces but it served your purpose.

Tim followed as you got out of the purple Lamborghini, strolling over to the edge and sitting atop the wall peaking at the 7th story.

"C'mon richboy, this is my favourite place in the city." You beckoned him with playful wink, turning your attention to the neon lights of skyscrapers, vehicle headlights that seemed to leave a glowing trail as they sped down motorways and street lamps that blended together to create a cosmos of multicoloured stars amidst Gotham's dark skyline.

"It's - it's so beautiful." The boy breathed, soon cautiously joining you on the ledge allowing the wind to grace him with a sense of what could only be felt as weightless freedom.

It made him briefly forget the fact you'd just stolen a car to save the two of you from the rain of rapid fire gunshots, forget all of the questions he'd held regarding your mismatched past and present, and more importantly the persistent stress he always carried in his shoulders. Because of you. A woman he'd encountered twice but felt as though he'd known for years.

"I know right, it helps me think and I thought it'd help you too."

"Why?" Your thoughtfulness caught him off guard, so much so that his tone sounded disbelieving. No one usually gave this much thought to his well-being, his parents mainly too concerned with travels to properly delve into his life.

"Because you need to know what freedom feels like, to have the weight lifted from your shoulders. For you to be Tim Drake rather than an heir to a fortune. I've seen it all before but you're different, I can feel it and this is the world Tim, you can be whoever you want." There was a sincerity and softness to your voice that he wasn't expecting, like you knew exactly how he felt because you'd experienced it too once upon a time. Maybe you had?

"I want this, to see sights like these and I want to make the city a better place but I’m not sure where to start. I admire Batman who does it in his own way, but he's wavering now, he needs a Robin." Over text you couldn't read each other's emotions or disclose personal desires like you were currently and feeling Tim trust you in such a way eased your self doubts.

"Wait - you came to the rally for a potential Batman sighting, ah you’ve got to be kidding me! Not surprised though, you strike me as an undercover nerd.” You cheerfully laughed to yourself, taking a brief glance at Tim who now wore a deadpan expression.

“Thanks (Y/n), I’m so glad I ran into you again.” He playfully pushed your shoulder in mock offence before issuing his sarcastic reply.

“Sorry sorry, but if that's the case why don't you be his Robin?" The way you’d said it made it seem like a possibility, like something he could easily achieve and not once had he felt that way - it wasn’t enough to completely nullify his doubts however.

"It's not that easy, I'd have to know who Batman is for a start."

"So find out. You're definitely smart enough, I know you have the detective skills to do that - it's why we ended up here tonight after all." In contrast to the less than ideal situation, you remained calm and carefree whilst Tim only felt guilty for being a hindrance.

"Sorry about that."

"It's not a complaint, if anything it's a thank you, I hope our misguided adventure helps to find where you belong. Besides, there's no one else I'd rather share this spot with." Now you diverted your gaze from the city, furrowing your brows at his apology before nudging your side against his as a form of friendly comfort alongside your words.

"Agreed, but what about you? Have you found where you belong?" The atmosphere was dripping with meaningful contentment so you weren't surprised by his inquiry but it was much harder to answer than you'd anticipated. Considering you’d been trying to find the answer to that very question for many years now.

"Me? I never thought I'd fit anywhere but, maybe there's hope..." Subconsciously your gaze drifted to the fine technology behind you as you trailed off. It was almost a natural gift, something you could nurture into masterful skill if built upon meticulously.

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It was both by accident and on purpose, maybe a subconscious need to see one another that lead you to the same place hoping you'd cross paths. You did - multiple times, leading to deep conversations, meaningful gestures and frivolous takeouts under the stars. You'd developed a covet friendship, one that no person would put together just by looking at the two of you - in fact you were rarely seen together at all. Individual reputation and associates probably inspired that ritual.

Tonight, he'd caught the chip you'd aimed at his mouth with a proud grin and fist pump, yourself admiring the casual side of the Drake heir with bemusement - it was one shielded from the public eye to refine an image of a future heir but that pretence was disregarded at times like these.

"So this is a congratulations for finding out Bats' real name, don't worry I'm not gonna ask." You waved him off, though he seemed mystified with how you could read him so gracefully.

"Thanks (Y/n), for being respectful about it and setting me on the right life path. I would honestly love to tell you, but there’s still some work I’ve gotta do. Hey, what about you? Any updates on where you think you're headed?"

He expected your silence, the way you took your time as you gazed off at the vibrantly lit skyline with a look of concern which lead him to continue.

"Or who with?"

This snapped your attention to him immediately wearing a shocked expression, almost offended at the thought of it being someone rather than something that would bring you fulfilment.

"Hah! Relying on someone only gets you hurt, I'm not that stupid Tim, not anymore - which is why I'm so determined to find my place in the world. It'll be my decision with no one to take it from me.” It was a bitter subject, but Tim could hear the emotion in your tone and offered an understanding smile, one you gratefully returned.

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After that your paths began to separate, you didn't need anyone and that was a fact Tim was reluctantly forced to accept, but with his extracurricular activities and adoption distracting him, it made the whole ordeal easier. Although a silent pact was forged, from the fragments of 'what could've been' if you will, whether you chose to vocalise its existence or not. No matter how far apart, you would always be there for each other - it would only take one call to reunite as though you'd never left another's side. And you’d hoped it remained intact.

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Now, 2 years had gone by, and you'd found yourself caught in the crosshairs of a police raid where the latest local race was, strategically deciding not to compete but instead scope your next competitors. Though you knew what took place behind the scenes to attract such attention, as a result you'd been prepared for the cops - but not for them. In an instant you'd used the commotion as a distraction, ducking out from the back of the bridge and onto the street where you’d be home free.

Until you saw him waiting for you.

"You finally found it." You cross your arms, leaning back against your custom motorcycle with an expectant look directed at the new vigilante standing before you.

Robin offered a smirk at your calm behaviour, you knew exactly who’d been wearing the mantle and you didn't see Tim Drake as a threat.

"I did. Although I'm not so sure about yours..."

"Because we're on opposite sides of the law now?" You quipped, tilting your head rather bemused with the untimely reunion.

"I never wanted to fight you (Y/n)."

"Neither. But this is where I belong Tim, and it's not a serious felony - a few drag races here and there, no harm done. A woman has gotta earn a living, and I happen to be very good at it." You playfully shrugged now only centimetres between you both.

"It's not just races though, is it." Tim knew, obviously, and he deduced that it wasn't news to you either but that didn't disguise the genuine worry in his voice.

"No, but I'm okay richboy. Don't worry about me, and if you ever need me you have my number."

"You got a new private line remember?" He recalled, having once slipped up in his contemplations to call you only to find the number out of use. Most likely because it was too easy to trace, in your world - a potentially fatal mistake.

"Yes I did, and I've already inputted into this." Came your nonchalant reply as you handed over his communicator, fingers lingering a little too long against his own as if holding on to each other for a few more seconds would convey everything.

"I'll have to arrest you eventually."

"Then catch me. If you can that is." You stepped backwards, a hand beckoning him to dare to follow as you hopped on your bike and sped off with a wink.

Robin mirrored your movement, starting up his own engine as he watched you round a corner but shut it down again with a soft smile.

"Why didn't you go after her?" Batman's voiced sternly echoed in his ear, the dark knight perched on an overlooking rooftop as Robin turned to face his direction whilst speaking into Comms.

"My bike stalled, she was already gone." Bruce furrowed his brows, the motorbike was in perfect condition before they'd left but regardless he felt there was a deeper meaning to Robins leniency, one that was out of his understanding.

With one call. No matter the distance or time that passed.

He'd come.

And so would you.

#tim drake #tim drake imagine #tim drake x reader #dc #dc imagine

[thegirlwholied]

SW anon - So I have tried to watch the whole thing before but I could never really get past the start. I watched ep IV a few years back (and in 2018 I watched it while it playing with a live orchestra which really enhanced the experience) and ofc I’ve known most of what happens bc my mom and brother have been fans of it (and ofc all the references to it in shows and it being everywhere) but the thing about the original trilogy that I found difficult to watch was very much the acting being off

Gov SW anon continued - but I think I’m gonna watch the clone wars show next as I feel like the general universe and people speak to me more than the skywalker and co. story speaks to me. But I’ll probably try and get back to the prequels afterwards (at least just to have seen them) but also bc I’ve been on tumblr for so long and I’ve encountered so much about the new movies with Finn, Poe and rey (I already know I don’t like kylo) that I’m interested to see what comes before that

Seeing Ep IV with a live orchestra sounds fantastic as the music is incredible. <3

I must admit I haven’t gotten properly into the Clone Wars show! I’ve tried, & did jump in to (and enjoy) the finale ~ and certain Mandalorian episodes strongly remind me of the show’s tone ~ but it has yet to hit me right in the place where I care. What I appreciate about it & what it’s brought into the Star Wars universe is still on a more distant level, not visceral. 

I most love that The Mandalorian is truly exploring & taking advantage of the wider Star Wars universe beyond Skywalker & co. (but boy do I also love Skywalker & co.) There is an exciting amount of potential in the newly-announced projects too I love characters outside of a universe’s main chosen-one story. In 6th grade, I was obsessed with the X-Wing book series, which were definitely really marketed toward adult guys but whoops, I had found the deep Star Wars section of the library! And the first line of that series, introducing the main character, is “You’re good, but you’re no Luke Skywalker.” And in a way, that’s the Mandalorian too, to the audience if not himself ~ good, but no Luke Skywalker. Not a Jedi, not meant to bring balance to the Force, a sidestory in the main universe’s struggle.  I (from what I’ve seen/know of) get the impression that’s how Ahsoka sees herself ~ ‘you’re good, but you’re no Anakin Skywalker’. 

Of course, for that contrast to work, first you need a Luke Skywalker.

it’s interesting you mention OT acting feeling off as I would use that exact word to describe how I feel about the acting in some episodes of The Mandalorian. In some I love it! Other times... I hesitate to say ‘like a video game’ as I mean no insult to the well-developed video game characters out there but yeah, it hits me like the actor’s aware they’re essentially in a live-action video game cut scene.

But. I truly love the acting in the original trilogy! ...but also as I type this I’m watching a movie from 1944 and acting style certainly varies by decade, & mileage varies as to personal taste... but also I will never be objective about Star Wars which I have loved since I was six... but also I studied film history in college and firmly believe Star Wars, the original trilogy is just objectively good if not quite everybody’s cup of tea (...okay maybe Return of the Jedi is not quite as objectively good, but I still love it so much and given the work it had to do wrapping up the original trilogy, hey, it did its job successfully and with Ewoks). 

I love the twinkling, wry humor & also gravitas of Alec Guinness. There’s that sense of amusement as he talks to Han, as he waves off the storm troopers, and even in the “let go, Luke”... but always the right weight in the right moments imho

Luke & Han particularly can both be petulant in different ways, & they’re all quippy & brash & even cavalier at times in what in context ~ especially when you rewatch A New Hope right after Rogue One ~ in Very Serious Situations! and I love them for it. 

Carrie Fisher’s accent does shift in the one scene (which I have never minded and definitely went around as a kid trying to say ‘Governor Tarkin’ exactly the way she does), and young Mark Hamill’s Luke can be Dramatic & the Most Petulant but understandably (& prettily) so, and... yeah I probably could muster a criticism for Harrison Ford but also I *can’t*! There are some ridiculous Han Solo moments in Return of the Jedi especially, but also I love him/them/just about every choice these movies made. They just hit on magic.

The magic’s there for me from the music swelling as Luke looks yearningly into the twin suns (the cinematography!), but where it really hits is the up-and-running chemistry between all three of the main actors starting the “Luke, we’re gonna have company” scene, and then, boom, it’s the garbage chute, it’s the you’re-braver-than-I-thought/he-certainly-has-courage, for-luck, here-they-come of it all and the movie is flying. 

...and I will never forgive the sequels for, avoiding spoilers as it sounds like you’re familiar but haven’t seen them, not giving us any true interaction scenes between Rey & Finn & Poe all together until the 3rd movie. While I still so appreciated finally getting that & what we got, for me it was just not just too little but too late. I love the casting & acting for all 3 of those characters, but while fandom’s taken and run with the combination, and they had plenty of chemistry... it should have been up-and-running so much sooner. 

And the prequels just... well, even seeing them in theaters at a susceptible age, the Lord of the Rings movies were coming out at the same time and that did them no favors in comparison. As someone who judges movies above all on dialogue, that... also did them no favors. (Beyond the OT I may have a Nontraditional ranking of Star Wars movies). 

The short version of my prequels & sequels take is that both missed that cinematic magic for me, outside of certain scenes, though I still enjoy them as part of The Whole Thing That Is Star Wars Which I Love. Rogue One had that magic; I know and see the criticism of the early editing & introduction-of-Jyn’s-background-and-Krennic-and-Galen scene, but, to me, that movie is perfect. Solo was solid - maybe not magic, but reliably enjoyable, and I’ve been meaning to rewatch. The prequels & sequels... the lows are very low and the highs are very high, in terms of how they hit me. 

I feel like I’d probably sum them up as Prequels: Good Star Wars, Bad Movies, and Sequels: Good Movies, Bad Star Wars, which may seem a little harsh or too kind on one side or another but gets at my take at the worldbuilding vs. just the cinema of it all. The bread scene in Force Awakens, the salt planet in Last Jedi, the dyad-duel-in-dual-locations in Rise of Skywalker? Gorgeous. Individual scenes’ acting & dialogue is sound for me. And yet. All three sequels’ choices in respect to the entire Star Wars universe and existing characters AND its new characters? ...Tonally inconsistent with each other *and* ultimately with the themes of the OT. Whereas the prequels did so much worldbuilding, and its politics, and I’ll see gifs and think ‘yes actually, is it better than I remember?’... and then I’ll catch one on TV & it’s the Padme & Anakin romance or even Anakin & Obi-Wan’s buddy scene dialogue at the beginning of Rise of Skywalker and the answer will come, clearly: “noooooooooooooooo.”

(...this got long. Which I tend to do when I care, about fiction in any form, and with the prequels/sequels: the ingredients were there to be magic. And just-misses are more frustrating than swing-and-misses. A la, you won’t find me complaining about the Star Wars Holiday Special!) 

(...OK so I haven’t seen all of the Star Wars Holiday Special, and I’m sort of aiming to watch it through this holiday season, since what other year than 2020 seems more appropriate? So I won’t promise not to complain about the Holiday Special but I mostly expect to laugh at it.)

(That said I found the Lego Star Wars Holiday Special an absolute, surprising, laugh-out-loud delight; 9/10 would recommend & yes, 1 point deduction as I will nitpick character consistency even when they are Legos.)

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