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bigfrozenfan · 1 year

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FROZEN III

Actually, I wanted to leave Tumblr in a few days and haven't been active for months, with the exception of my big project, the fanfic blog. The Frozen fandom was unfortunately almost dying due to a lack of new Disney content and many moved on to new shores, such as Arcane or Encanto etc., which strengthened my decision. But now the third part of Frozen has officially been announced and I'm more or less back on Tumblr as long as my time allows.

Guys, the Frozen hype is back and I'm totally happy about it. I still remember the beginning when the first leaked image of Frozen II surfaced, a photo of a Russian Disney calendar. That was the beginning for me to get into international fandom and it was a really good decision. All the speculations and discussions about the possible plot of Frozen II was really exciting and I met a lot of people on Tumblr because of it.

As you all know, unfortunately the fandom split after the release of Frozen II because Disney completely screwed up the ending in the eyes of many. There have been pretty drastic new movements within the fandom, such as BEH and the likes. Many fans have blocked each other on social media platforms because of this and new hatred has arisen. The worry that Disney will now screw it up again is still pervasive today and some, including myself, now fear the worst for the third part. Why? Because Disney has so far always targeted the kids between 3 and 12 and completely ignored us older, adult fans (hence the hasty change in Frozen II, ordered by a person of a higher pay grade than Jen Lee, Chris Buck & Co). It is questionable what would have happened if the original plans had been realised, but such speculation is pointless. So what can we expect from the third part in a few years? And unfortunately we will have to wait that long! The same disaster? Quite possible! In any case, I have drastically lowered my expectations this time. I will definitely watch Frozen III, but possibly not as often as the previous films.

For this reason, my activity on this platform will certainly be somewhat different in the future and I won't be reblogging as many posts, mainly due to a lack of private time. But nevertheless I still have a lot of old posts in my drafts, which I will now post bit by bit.

Thanks to all of you who, despite my long absence, still follow me on my various blogs!

Well, since there are still a few years to go before Frozen III is released and the fears about a bad plot are quite justified, I would like to draw your attention to a new Frozen book. It's nothing official and definitely wouldn't be sanctioned by Disney, but it's already 342,000 words, so it's bigger than any of the previous official Frozen books, written for the adult fans (18+ in places!) and free too!

I'm talking about my big fanfiction project, written by a big Frozen fan for all the other Frozen fans. I'm writing on my novel since May 24, 2020 and started it again on my new blog on June 19, 2021, so i'm working on my Frozen III novel since nearly 4 years now. A few months more for part V and the ending and it will be exactly 4 years! And that's my plan, to finish my book before any news about the plot of Frozen III will be available.

I already have a lot of followers on my blog, so if you get bored waiting so long for the new movie, I recommend you give my epic FIII story a try. The title is "The Broken Bridge" and it includes nearly all known characters of the Frozen verse plus a bunch of my own OCs. I can promise you an exiting story full of twists and surprises plus an extended view of the Northuldra, based on the real Sámi people. I did a lot of research to keep my story as realistic as possible and included as much canon facts as possible too. But be warned, it also includes some erotic moments (Kristanna, Elsamaren), violence and brutality near the end of part VI, plus a real evil Villain. My heroes are not who or are as you expect and the Northuldra (plus other families) play a very big role in my book.

Here is the link to my fanfic blog: LINK Plus the link to my chapter overview: LINK2 Link to my character and location list: LINK3

The rest ist linked in each chapter. All chapters contain handselected music tracks to underline the mood of the scenes, many commissioned fanarts by HARU (xlayers) and own edits. Please feel free to leave likes, critics and comments to my now 69 chapters!

Please note, i wrote this story not only for myself, but for YOU and i poured all my energy into it. It's my masterpiece and waits for your approval. Please give me a chance as a new writer in the Frozen franchise from fan to fan. I got readers on Tumblr, reddit, Twitter, Discord and who knows where else, from countries all over the world and my slogan is “If Disney can’t do it right, i’ll do it! Including “Bring Elsa home”, if you want :-)

One of the comments of a reader on reddit, 4 months ago: “Greetings, I started reading an amazing story about Queen Anna and her sister Elsa some months ago. It's a long but terrific story. Tbh, This level of work and details in the narration is worth to be considered a sequel to Frozen2 “

Another one on Tumblr was: ”... Finally, my dream is about to come true. You know, we never saw a worth scene of combat in F2. I mean, the sisters together fighting the main villain in the story. Great work.”

and one more: "Arendelle was beautiful to behold at this time of year; she found, but no comparison to the extensive birch forests, the wide areas for reindeer husbandry and the winding rivers of the far north. Not to mention the silence, interrupted only by the sounds of nature. There was no place where she felt more at home than there." Beautiful. and another one; “@bigfrozenfan no, it wasn’t too much. A little bit of dark things makes the story serious in that areas when the canon only allow itself to hint. Like Agnarr said “The battle was brutal” and that’s all.“

one more: “Very intense - in all senses - agreeing with [...] I can vision of things coming closer though I am sure you still have more surprises at hand! I liked the descripiton of all parts in this chapter. Good job! And yes, Honey is a curageous woman and I love her feisty spirit! And of course, there is one thing left to compliment you for - the intimate kristanna night - that was a well deserved treat for them (and the reader ??) - thank you

I’m so thankful to get such comments and there are so many more i got on my chapters from my own fandom readers!

When the story, my book is finished this year i will post it on AO3 too, maybe also in my mother language, German. Idk yet, time will tell.

Enjoy!

#frozen #frozen2 #frozen3 #bigfrozenfan #statement #invite

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parse-c · 4 months

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Чб | BODY-ODY-ODY-ODY-ODY-ODY

"What day is it? And in what month? This clock never seemed so alive." — Lifehouse

"Touch, if you will, my stomach; feel how it trembles inside." — Prince

( . )( . ) ) . ( <—abdomen ( \ / )

) >< ( contraction [♀cramp?/birth pangs? / ♂ nature calling]

| ΞΞ | rigidity [ ♀ emergency? cramps? / ♂ 4-pack or 6-pack?]

( <> ) expansion [♀ bloating/pregnancy/crotch fruit moving around) / ♂ beer belly / ⚥ water retention/excessive carb intake]

} x? { probing [♀ poking/prodding/questioning | ♀ ultrasound >> baby thinks: “what is that noise?” / ♂ do you have abs?]

|>ws<| ♀/♂ wall shedding/separate tents [ ws{idom} | шоы - show ٠:٠ muestra | шоы ↺ blom ٠:٠ blossom | {oss} ٠:٠ river mouth || blossom = "the river mouth is in bloom" | red tide] ⚤ wis{шор} | ш ٠:٠ sh | sim{shop} : was the simulacral transfer of household purchasing power to the fairer sex a sagacious enough move to placate a desire for greater independence? When's the last time QVC passed a resolution? There's only so many Joy Mangano storylines to go around.

As men we can only approximate sympathy for an experience so vastly rooted in biological/chemical/physiological/sociological difference. Such is dimorphism. Yet our attempts to understand the other render our separateness (♀/♂) a jointer through the bridge of physicality, such as intimacy (pleasure, platonism) or electrode stimulation simulating contractions in male anatomy approximately or as-closely-so to the pangs of birth (⚤).

Though we may simulate, there will remain physiological and social experiences unique to woman (♀), some shared by men and women (⚥), and some still that create neutral and mutually beneficial ground shared by men and women in common understanding (⚤).

Growing beyond arcane doctrine, such as that found in Leviticus, put men and women on equal footing, albeit in different realms. Which isn’t quite equal is it? And although modern politics and socioeconomics still carry remnants of that Draconian hegemony, even as recent as the overturning of Roe v. Wade, nature’s remedial diatribes abound in the form of brazenness among the representative muses of the forum as they prepare us for a more open and honest discussion on women’s liberation by desensitizing us to female sexuality, the associated stigma of which is also tethered to those biological/chemical/physiological/sociological differences and the deeply subjective reception thereof, especially by men in positions of authority.

Another bridge is built through music. Bops like Megan Thee Stallion’s “Thot Shit” and “Body”; Cardi B’s “WAP” feat. Megan Thee Stallion; "Sweetest Pie" by Megan Thee Stallion and Dua Lipa; “Savage” by Megan Thee Stallion feat. Beyoncé, “MY HOUSE” by Beyoncé and “BAHM BAHM” by Nicki Minaj are a re-imaging of a “by any means necessary”, boots-on-the-ground, simultaneously trickle-down modus operandi familiar to revolutions. Nations rise and fall on the fulcra of revolution.

While some bemoan their (very real) battles with sexuality, the battle of the sexes has metamorphosed to a celebration of female sexuality in some genres of music and the party is raging harder than a hormonal pimply-faced pregnant lady chowing down on pickles and pizza. That isn’t to belittle others’ struggles, only to demystify the miasmic illusion that each is alone in his, her or their struggle.

What some are is angsty. What some are is angry. What we are together is HUMAN.

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#women #women's rights #womanhood #divine feminine #roe v wade #america #politics #identity politics #gender politics #feminism #music #pop music #megan thee stallion #dua lipa #cardi b #beyonce #renaissance #Youtube

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alpaca-clouds · 1 year

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Winter Whumperland Day 08: The Machine's Heart

This is today's entry for @amonthofwhump's Winter Whumperland. I chose Revenge Whump for today's prompt.

Fandom: Arcane - League of Legends

Shipping: Viktor/Jayce

Genre: Revenge Whump/One-Sided Love

Length: 2358 words

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How could things change in such a short amount of time? It seemed that only yesterday they still had spent their time together, trying to find new uses for Hextech. And now? Now Viktor had not seen Jayce for almost five days. He knew his friend was in his rooms, just trying to forget the world existed – and Viktor did not know how to feel. Mel was dead. As was most of the council. Piltover was in chaos. It was a miracle that Jayce had not been hurt any worse than he had. But the actually wound was to his mind, to his spirit. Whenever Viktor saw him, the man he had once known was gone.

Viktor meanwhile was here, tinkering with the hex crystal even though he knew he should not. It had killed her – it had killed Sky after all. So, really. He should get rid of that thing, that had such a corrupting influence. He should get rid of it.

But his leg was actually able to carry him for the first time in his life. And then there was the other thing. The one thought that would keep him going more than anything: If he died as well, what would happen to Jayce? Maybe Viktor was overestimating his own importance for his friend, but a part of him just hoped…

No, no, that was wrong. It was all wrong of course. But he wanted to believe it.

One truth remained: If he did not do this, he would die. And Viktor did not want to die. Because there was so much more he still could archive.

***

The Machine Herald easily jumped across the roofs of the lanes. His mechanical legs carried him easily, as he made his way up to the Northwest, where the bridge was leading across the channel. This was going to be his night. He and his autonomicons, his drones, were going to do, what he had been yearning to do for so long. He would finally get his revenge. His revenge on the man who had taken the last bit of humanity from him.

It was ironic, really. Ironic that he wanted revenge. He did not even really know why. But he knew he needed it. His mind was long not human anymore. Instead, being enhanced by hextech to a level no human would be ever able to reach. He was no human anymore. He was a machine and he would show humanity that this was the only way to evolve. To become like him. Only half-human, but half-autonomicon. He would turn the world into something better. Into a place that was no longer being destroyed and corrupted by human foolishness.

Like the foolishness of him…

***

It was working. Somehow it was working. As his veins started to glow with the hextech, his fingers were no longer trembling. Even more happened, as he continued. He could actually breath freer, would no longer cough out his lungs. He also did not feel exhausted all of the time, allowing him to spend more time on his research.

There was nobody to control him after all. Heimerdinger was simply gone. And Jayce…

Thinking of him, made Victor's heart hurt in yearning. He missed being be his side, but even now, more than three weeks after Mel's funeral, Jayce would not come here. He had thrown himself into council work by now, kept saying that he would pick up the slack of those dead or too injured to work. Mel's death had consequences, after all. Mel's death was, why relations with Noxus were harsh right now. Maybe it was even the right thing to do, but Viktor just missed having his friend by his side, having someone to talk to.

After all everyone else was long gone, too. And it was not as if people had ever been talking to Viktor a lot. He had never had any friends. After all he had not been able to play with the other kids because of his illness. So Jayce… Jayce had always been different. Because Jayce had never seen the weak body failing him - but the mind, that could think of so many things. He had been the only one to ever accept Viktor for who he truly was.

Maybe Viktor should go and talk to him. Maybe… But what was he even going to say?

***

There were enforcers on the bridge. Of course, there were. As they saw him coming, some of them got out their guns. Child's play. He was quicker than them, his legs easily letting him jump up to the arch of the bridge, while the drones, that were only commanded by his mind, rushed at the enforcers, bullets spewing from their mouth. They were only human – he was not. The humans were stupid, their reflexes so terribly slow and their bodies so very squishy. It was easy to extinguish a human life. Their bodies would rot in the earth until nothing was left. Nothing but bones and dust.

He was not like them. Not anymore. He was eternal, just as a machine would be with good maintenance. Whenever part of his body failed, he would exchange it for something better. That was, why in the end the humans would fail, while the machines would thrive. That was, why he would win in the end.

And he… He was so very human. The most human of them all. So blinded by his pride and ego, that he had never even noticed how much his friend had suffered. He had never seen the affection that was so willingly given to him. Instead…

***

“Jayce.” Viktor for once was feeling good about himself. He did no longer need the crutch to stand upright and was feeling more energetic than he maybe had ever felt. He had just decided to screw it, to go to visit his friend, if his friend was not coming to him.

The man at his desk was looking up. Even though his skin was still tanned, he was pale. There were dark rings underneath his eyes. It seemed that all the new energy that Viktor had gained, had been taken from him. “Viktor, what…?”

Viktor could not bear to look at him like that. He walked over to him, putting one hand onto his shoulder. “When was the last time you slept?”

“I…” Jayce looked at the letter he had been writing, as if he would otherwise not even remember the date. “I need to get this finished, I need to…”

“Rest,” Viktor said. “You need to rest. You can barely keep your eyes open.”

Jayce's gaze was clouded over, as he clearly fought to stay upright. “I am fine,” he muttered, trying to brush Viktor away. “I need to…”

Viktor took his hand and just heaved him into an upright position. “You'll need to get to your apartment and lie down for at least ten hours.” He did not even notice he was holding up his friend, until the man looked at him in disbelieve.

“What has happened to you?”

He had grown stronger, had he not? Viktor had not even thought about it aside from his legs finally carrying him and his fingers no longer trembling. He just smiled at Jayce, pulling his hand over his own shoulders. “I've gotten better,” he muttered.

***

Piltover was so familiar and yet so alien to him. He had lived here for so long, but it did not feel like it had ever accepted him. To them he had always been just a charity case from the undercity, nobody to take serious, to pay attention to. It was their fault, after all. It was nothing he could hold against them. After all they were human and their human minds unable to even comprehend brilliance. They had those wrong minded ideas of good and bad, of right and wrong, but of status as well. They overlooked so much in their lives and their civilization would fall because of it.

Today, however, the Machine Herald was not here because of them. No. He was here for the man, he once had called his friend. The man who had betrayed him more than anyone else. Jayce.

Maybe, he had reasoned, it was just part of his transition to become more machine. Maybe that was, why he needed this revenge. Because maybe then those human feelings would vanish from his mind.

Humans had this strange belief that the feelings resided in one's heart. Foolishness of course. He had long replaced his heart with something that would actually last and the feelings remained. After all feelings were nothing more than electrochemical reactions in his brain – the brain that he had not yet found a way to fully replace. So he would have to deal with it another way.

It did not take him long to orient himself. He knew where he was going. He knew where his former friend was living, after all. It had been that place, where he had been betrayed after all.

***

It was foolishness and Viktor knew it. Yet, he was sitting by Jayce's bedside while the other man was sleeping of his exhaustion. He could not bear the thought of losing this man, who had been the one and only person he had ever been able to on eye level. Not only had Jayce never looked down on him because of his background or his sickness, he also had the same kind of bright mind that Viktor knew he himself possessed. Together they could change the world, Viktor knew that. But they could only change the world together.

Looking at him sleeping, he was once more reminded that in some ways Jayce was the opposite of him. Viktor knew he had always been rather scrunchy himself, with his sunken eyes and hollow cheeks. Meanwhile Jayce was simply pretty, there was no way around it. His jawline was strong, his skin so smooth, his hair full, his build muscular. No wonder a woman like Mel would fall for him. She had been pretty, too, of course. So maybe it was no wonder either Jayce had fallen for her. But Viktor doubted that even if she had not died, they would've ever been able to have, what he and Jayce had.

But maybe this was true the other way around. His fingers glid along Jayce's cheeks, the tips blackened from the hex magic. Jayce was so warm and just to touch him like this felt good. He had wanted to do it for so long and yet had never dared to do it. Maybe that had been his mistake. The fact that he had never dared to act on his feelings. Maybe…

He bowed forward, slowly pressing his lips against those of his friend – only for said friend to open his eyes.

“What? Viktor?” He pushed him away, staring at him. Even now he looked so tired. “What are you doing?”

It was a valid question, really. Viktor was looking at him. “I…” There was no good explanation, really. “I am sorry, Jayce. I just…” He wanted to take a step back and yet stopped himself. “I am sorry, I am…” He lowered his voice. “I wanted to tell you for so long, I am in love with…”

Jayce took his wrist, looking at the blackened fingers, the purple veins of hex magic running through them. “What did you do, Viktor?” There was horror in his eyes, as he looked at him.

“I fixed myself,” Viktor said. “Don't you see? I fixed myself. I am not dying any longer. And I start to understand how it works. How it actually works. We might be able to use it to heal everything! Anything!”

Jayce just stared at the hand, while it was now his fingers, that were shaking. “What have you done to yourself?”

“I healed myself,” Viktor said. “I am finally able to…” Why were they even talking about this? What did it even matter?

But Jayce just slowly shook his head. “You did not fix yourself. You… I think you…” He pushed himself up. “Maybe there is a way to reverse this, maybe…”

Viktor could not take it any longer. “Do you actually want me to die?”

“What? No. Viktor. I just…”

He could not believe this. He could not believe that this was, what Jayce was talking about. “I can finally breath free and this is what you are worried about? I am finally able to stand here in front of you, telling you that I love you and all you worry about is how I got better?”

“I think you did more harm to yourself than good. Just listen to me, Viktor, I��”

Viktor stared at him, slowly shaking his head. “No. You just… won't understand.”

***

There it was. Jayce was still living here. In the apartment he had finally been able to afford after Hextech had taken off. A nice apartment, filled with luxuries only humans would find useful. No, not even they found them useful, but they served their pride, so that was why they filled their living spaces with all those knickknacks. The Machine Herald, however, had no use for it, as he easily opened one of the windows from the outside, letting himself in. He would finally end it and finally be free of those awful feeling that still plagued his mind.

He drew in some air, before going to the place he knew his former friend's room to be. The drones were following him quietly. He was looking into the room only to find the bed empty. Which did not make sense. This was 3 in the morning – so of course Jayson, who was very much a human, would sleep.

Except if…

The pulse hit the Herald, before he had even finished processing the thought. It threw him into the room, while his former friend followed him inside.

“I always knew, you would be coming, Viktor.” Jayce said, holding his Hextech hammer. His eyes were dead, having lost all their spark, when he looked down at the Herald. “So, what are we going to do now?”

#amow winter whumperland 2022 #whump #revenge #revenge whump #love confessions #arcane #arcane fanfic #viktor x jayce #jayce x viktor #viktor arcane #jayce arcane

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ravenkinnie · 2 years

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oh can you maybe talk about the bpd symptoms and how Jinx fits into them or rather what scenes in the show depict them? That would be so interesting

mind you, I'm not saying arcane set out to portray anything in particular, just that these are things I have noted in jinx and that's I've seen other people point out or relate to

cw for discussion of mental health issues ofc, self harm and suicide

obv she has intense fear of abandonment that pushes her to do impulsive or straight up insane things. it is tied to her self worth and her belief that she needs earn love and value - dinner party is one thing but even when she steals gemstones for silco in ep4. another aspect of this that jumps out of when she specifically hands vi the gun and tells her to kill caitlyn so vi can get powder back - obv jinx is hurt and is spiraling but she's very much manipulating vi there to test her love and that's something I've seen people do in so many ways: hurting themselves, withdrawing emotionally or physically, threats, even stupid little things such as 'if she replies within next hour then she loves me'

I talked about splitting and black and white thinking before ofc, the way she puts people (I mean specifically vi and silco) on a pedestal but if she feels they are against her she can devalue them completely - jinx in general seems to lack that object constancy where her image of and feelings about other people remain stable, they are transient based on most recent encounter (I'll give her credit that she's usually in insane situations where trust is v fragile, like vi disappeared for seven years in her mind and silco is a fishy ass mf)

I've mentioned it somewhere before too but while I don't like the concept of a favorite person and I don't like how it's used in bpd communities often, it is true that sometimes people will fixate on one person who becomes their whole identity and the focal point - I think for jinx that obv people who respond to that need to be taken care of, first vi then silco

on topic of that black and white thinking too, bpd is characterized by identity issues - jinx has a really interesting case of it where she split herself into powder and jinx as a way to conceptualize her identity. we know that there's no powder vs jinx, there's just this one person but putting herself on those two ends of a spectrum is how jinx understands herself

I don't feel like I even need to explain impulsive behaviour and mood swings dhdhhdnsn also self injury and suicidal ideation - none of these are specific to bpd, mind you, also you can be an impulsive emotional person without having any disorder but I have seen a lot of people relate to that. with sh and si, it's never outwardly shown or stated but I'm thinking of that moment on the bridge where jinx just gave up and it's clear that she was 100% ready to die

this isn't specific to bpd but it's def a sentiment I've seen a lot that because there's so much happening internally people become v self absorbed and it becomes hard to be interested in others. I don't think people really register to jinx as real people unless it's through her relationship to them, like I don't think caitlyn feels like an actual real person to her, she's just an obstacle, a concept of one

psychosis isn't, like, bpd-specific but bpd can have psychotic features, it's fairly common really. especially paranoid delusions which jinx does show, she easily believes someone is about to leave or get her, abandonment is also her biggest trigger, next to guilt

in conclusion, I thought about this meme when typing this

#asks #jinx #suicide tw

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saey707 · 2 years

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Sentence Starters: Jayce

✿ “Forgive me.” & “I never should have left you.” ✿ ✿ Prompt: Jayce wishes he could have saved you ✿

♡ champion focus: jayce / arcane! jayce ♡ tws: character death, angst, grieving ♡ Gender-neutral reader

Author’s Note: This sentence starter will be connected to the first one I wrote for Viktor. You can check out Viktor’s perspective here! Enjoy <3

“Forgive me.” His desperate whisper ebbed forth, hot tears dripping onto the paled and gentle skin of his old companion. “I never should have left you…” His tan thumb was fervent as he swiped it across you cheek to smear the stain he left upon it.

“Come back… Come back to me. Please…”

“I’ll buy that big, beautiful house that you always told me about, even when you thought I wasn’t listening…” Bargaining. The first stage of his grief, cradling you in his arms, shaking his head.

“I’ll… I’ll be the one… you kiss when you walk out that door. Not V. Me… I’ll… Be the one you come home to… A-And we can have anything you want for dinner. Anything… Please. Wake up.” This never should have happened… Who else has he to blame but himself?

“It wasn’t supposed to be this way. It… It wasn’t…”

He was in denial.

The second stage of his grief. His nose poked against the lid of your half-shut eye. The beautiful colors of light and life, gone. Taken from him and glossed over with a dastardly, grey film. And even then, Jayce brought his lips to place a kiss over one of those beautiful eyelids, before shutting them for good, with whatever strength he had left to do so.

Even as he tried to find a familiar sense of beauty in your dead and dying light, he refused to deny the facts: You were dead. And it was all his fault.

You were dead, and still, he was as selfish as ever, finding himself longing for something he wished he had the courage to take long ago.

He was arrogant- What did you see in Viktor that you couldn’t in him? He always considered himself the perfect parallel to the sickly man, if not, more superior in all aspects!

Here, he reached stage three: Depression. Jayce was a fool to have not said anything sooner. He always envied the drawn out conversations you and his partner had in their lab... The way you smiled at Viktor. The way your words sung like vibrant melodies that should have only been reserved for him.

And fourth came anger. The desire to pass the blame. Jayce let you fall in love with Viktor. And he’ll regret it every day until the day he dies.

This all could have been prevented if Jayce just took the one good thing Viktor ever had going for him. Surely, this all could have been prevented! You fell in love with a man that was obviously incapable of loving anyone other than himself. Or so, that is what Jayce believed.

The lifeless body of the ethereal being he simultaneously thought irritating, yet absolutely adored, reflected in his gaze, throat burning as he picked you up, gentle as he slung you over his shoulder.

He would rather not do more damage to your mangled and man-handled temple.

His other hand moved to draw up the oversized hammer now.

How can he ever come to accept your death when this was the doing of one man he considered to be his best friend, his brother, at one point?

Angrily glaring at the man at the end of the bridge, he observed as the watcher adjusted the metal mask back onto his face before fading in the barons of Zaun.

Instead of accepting your death, all Jayce could do was feel hatred. Revenge and a newfound desire to put an end to Viktor’s bullshit “glorious evolution”.

But first, he had to return home.

Home, where you could be put to rest after a lifetime of suffering. Not to fulfill the visions he briefly had, nor to occupy a space with the living. But home: Where you could lay upon a bed of fresh flowers in the sun, waking to a vision only you would have the opportunity to foresee in all its colors. In all its life and eternity.

And if it wasn’t he- but instead, his old friend- you saw at the end of the path to freedom, with him holding out open arms to lay one last kiss- upon gorgeously curled forelocks- so be it…

So long as you were at peace, you wouldn’t have to fight another war he started.

You can rest now. And Jayce can keep fighting for you.

#saeybaewrites #tw #short #jayce #arcane x reader #arcane jayce #jayce x reader #arcane jayce x reader #jayce lol #league of legends x reader

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the-whatcherof-89 · 2 years

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Wilbur “Ash” Soot the destroyer of L’Manberg.

CR 16 N Humanoid

XP 76,800 (if used as npc for encounter) Human Investigator 15 (Mastermind) Fighter 1

Lawful Neutral Medium humanoid Init +4; Senses Perception +19

AC 32, touch 35, flat-footed 28 (+4 Dex, +4 shield, +4 deflection, +1 natural, +10 armor) hp 148 (1d10+15d8+64)

Fort +14, Ref +16, Will +13

Speed 30 ft. Melee Adamantine Battleaxe+14 1d8+2 Ranged Chekhov's Gun +18 1d10+2 (+1 to rolls and damage with +1 bolts + 1d6 fire explosion), Infusions.

Racial Bonus feat lv1, +1skill point per level.

Traits Carefully hidden (+1 will saves +2 vs divination effects), Haunted (-2 vs evil spells).

Class features Studied strike +6d6, Bonus feat (Rapid reload), Alchemy, Inspiration, Poison lore, A quiet word, Poison immunity, Keen recollection, Studied combat, Mastermind defense, Impregnable mind, Investigator talents x6.

Spellcasting CL16 DC18 infusions usually prepared

I-Adhesive spittle, Bomber’s eye, Crafter’s fortune, Cure light wounds, True strike, Jump, Negate aroma.

II-Barkskin, Cure moderate wounds, Detect thoughts, Fire breath, Invisibility, Vomit swarm, See invisibility.

III-Haste, Fly, Displacement, Heroism, Thorn body, Underwater breathing, Elemental aura.

IV-Cure critical wounds, Fire shield, Liquid form, Freedom of movement, Detonate(2).

V-Monstrous physique III, Spell resistance, Magic jar, Overland flight.

VI-Heal, Transformation.

Str 12, Dex 18, Con 18, Int 26, Wis 10, Cha 10

Base Atk +12; CMB +13; CMD +26

Feats Master craftsman, Inspired alchemy, Ranged study, Extend potion, Combat inspiration, Amazing inspiration, Quick study, Tenacious inspiration, Expanded inspiration, Dilution, Point blank shot, Far shot, Infusion, Enhance potion, Elixir of life.

Skills Acrobatics +32, Bluff +5, Climb +6, Craft(Alchemy) +29, Diplomacy +5, Disable device +23, Disguise +5, Escape artist +23, Handle animal +5, Heal +5, Intimidate +5, Knowledge (arcana, dungeoneering, engineering, nature) +27 (geography, history, local, nobility, the planes, religion) +13, Linguistics +13, Perception +19, Profession(saboteur) +6 (politician) +6, Perform(sing) +6, Ride + 10, Sense motive +13, Spellcraft +27, Sleight of hand +9, Stealth +23, Survival +13, Swim +14, Use magic device +19

Languages Common, Draconic, Elven, Dwarven, Giant, Alko, Aquan.

Combat gear Mithral full plate of speed, Mithral Battlement shield, Amulet of natural armor+1, Ring of protection+4, Chekhov's Gun (Heavy crossbow+2 of speed), 50+1 flaming burst bolts, Adamantine inspired battleaxe+1, MWK shortsword, Headband of vast intelligence+6 (engineering), Belt of physical perfection+2, Sipping jacket, Boots of the cat, Engineer workgloves, Bracers of archery, Cloak of resistance+3, Ring of arcane signets, Tome of clear thought+2 (used), Preserving flask III, Bird feather token (2), Clamor box, Cauldron of brewing, Hybridization funnel, Alchemist atlatl, Bag of holding type II, 5000gp of alchemical materials, Gunpowder keg, Investigator kit, L’Manberg banner (burned), Adamantine weapon blanch, Smoke pellets (4), Good invisible ink, Alchemical grease (3), MWK Thieves tools, MWK backpack, Alchemist kit, Alchemist lab, 200gp.

Background Wilbur is a man of talents, experience, perseverance and suffering: He fought for a government that he believed would last only to see it fall IN and AT the hands of a tyrant. He then finished his creation with his own hands by blowing it up and at his own request, he asked his father to end it with a finishing blow. After his death, he was stuck in a limbo where he spent a time that spanned for nine years while the outside was barely one. When Dream revived him, he thought he had found a figure that the could trust, only to discover the various cruelties that he inflicted upon Tomminit. That was another bridge that he was forced to sever and now he was with many thoughts and apparently no roads to follow. His friend Ranboo, dead; his opus magnum, gone; his son suicide, painful; his other half Ghostbur, lost. While walking in the night around the border of the abandoned towns, Wilbur thought only at the possibility of turning back time… just once, to make amend for his mistakes. “Your wish is heard.” Said a voice in the dark. Wilbur was startled by the sudden voice. “I can do it. All you need to do is simple: accept my challenge. Find me. And your wish will become a reality.” Wilbur knew that it was a trap, he had his long share of these moments both politically and whatnot. “They have accepted.” Wilbur jolted, who was “they?” who accepted? Tubbo? Tommy? Dream? Quackity? A terrible thought run over his spine. He chased the voice across the dark streets and soon the world shifted and so did he. He found himself in a different place with different items along. He said this sentence before and he yelled it again: "If life's a f****** horse, I'm gonna ride it!”

Link for the image https://kureijei.tumblr.com/post/648776751004123136/hi-i-know-i-havent-posted-here-or-literally-done

#minecraft #wilbur fanart #dsmp wilbur #wilbur soot #dream smp #pathifnder #roleplay game

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mi6021emiliamcgee · 1 year

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Fight scenes & damage

Fight scene references: Arcane - fight scenes https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vnYoxXYZN5g

Castlevania (Netflix) - Alucard vs Trevor https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cd7fEl_Bnw0

The Lord of the Rings https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPBnefRM24g

Fog Hill of Five Elements - Bridge fight https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZZLkmMeGRY

Call of the Wild - Spitz vs Buck https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j9QckS41FUQ

Wolfwalkers https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YfDGjsteYOo

Note When looking at these fight scenes I noticed the fast pace typically found throughout, there were moments that allowed you to have a look at what is happening typically through slow motion so I should try incorporate these things into my own work. One thing that I thought helped to emphasise the violence and speed of a scene was when they used very sketchy or blurred movements as it makes it feel more chaotic.

Ideas I want the start of the fight to be more smoother and slightly easier to understand before it all eventually goes to chaos so there are a few ideas I had to portray this.

Starting the fight in slow motion as they pounce on one another would act as a prelude as to what is about to happen building it up more

Showing their legs as they charge towards each other

Showing teamwork in the beginning to contrast the indiscriminate violence near the end. e.g. a wolf pounces on an attacker to defend their own

A wolf dodges a blow and strikes its attacker in retaliation

A sharply contrasting close up as “weapons” pierce and slash their opposing colour. Adds more speed to the scene.

As the fight continues the wolves pure violence takes over as the music becomes harder to hear over the clash and the scene slowly becomes more red as the fighting becomes indiscriminate.

Use of a lot more close ups that are becoming much quicker

Use of drawn over sketchy lines and less detail adding to the chaos of everything to simulate how it would be like to physically be there

Making everything more and more distorted but still making it obvious that we are still in the fray but making it impossible to tell the wolves apart

Damage I needed to think what sort of damage would my chicken wolves be inflicting on each other so I sketched out a few ideas of what they could do with their claws and teeth.

Research To research how the wolf chickens would end up damaging each other I chose to do some physical research by tearing up both bread and paper so I could reference the shapes each tear caused and include them in my work.

The reason I used bread and paper was because even though I want my animation to be violent and chaotic I didn't want to focus so heavily on the visual gore as I would instead be focusing on showing the violence with sharp movements and sound design.

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group03interdisciplinaryproject · 3 months

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Blog 5 : Initial project Idea - 3

by Shamshan Chandrathodika

The third concept is a multidisciplinary approach using 2D and 3D animation (Arcane style) modes to illustrate Earth's evolutionary story. This animated representation, which runs from the beginning of human existence to the rise of Homo sapiens, captures the dynamic variations in earth's conditions and developmental paths that extend times.

The visual story develops like a movie, providing a compact yet complete picture of geological and artificial processes. Viewers are transported across time, seeing the shifting patterns of landscapes, the rise of historical periods, and the inventive breakthroughs that have shaped humanity's past. Viewers are treated to a visual record of social milestones, technological advances, and cultural changes that shaped human civilisation.

The ability of this projection in a dome environment increases the sensory quality by taking viewers on a panoramic canvas that covers their visual and perceptive skills. Viewers are taken on an immersive trip beyond basic observation, encouraging a deep engagement with Earth's evolutionary tale's temporal and spatial elements.

Thus, merging 2D and 3D animation modes within a domed projection expresses the various fabrics of Earth's growth and humanity's ongoing imprint on its historic landscapes.

Bibliography

www.youtube.com. (n.d.). Lucy (2014) - Brain usage 100% - Cool/Epic Scenes [1080p]. [online] Available at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NdLTEC6X3pk&t=112s

Scientists Against Myths (2019). Evolution from ape to man. From Proconsul to Homo heidelbergensis. YouTube. Available at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGxDv7XybSo.

NHK WORLD-JAPAN (2019). 3. Dawn of the Stone Age - OUT OF THE CRADLE [人類誕生CG] / NHK Documentary. YouTube. Available at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xgd5Mt25koI.

Connellan, S. (2021). You don’t have to play ‘League of Legends’ to enjoy the masterful animation of Netflix’s ‘Arcane’. [online] Mashable. Available at: https://mashable.com/article/netflix-arcane-league-of-legends-animation.

www.youtube.com. (n.d.). Arcane: Bridging the Rift | Part 1 - I Only Dream in Risky. [online] Available at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mz4-38d3-AE&t=898s

www.youtube.com. (n.d.). Arcane Tutorial Part 2 : Deep Dive Into the Arcane Look and Camera Projections (Blender 3.0 / EEVEE). [online] Available at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gG7ZoP3fd1w&list=PLHTCMLF-iraIQxffTaCBIQIaIT5wybWAb

iStock. (2012). Vector picture of Human Evolution. [online] Available at: https://www.istockphoto.com/vector/vector-of-human-evolution-concept-gm165960104-21104472?phrase=human+evolution&searchscope=image%2Cfilm

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metalindex-hu · 5 months

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Fémjelzés – a hét újdonságai (2023. nov. 27 – dec. 3.)

Fémjelzés – a hét újdonságai (2023. nov. 27 – dec. 3.) - https://metalindex.hu/2023/12/04/femjelzes-a-het-ujdonsagai-2023-nov-27-dec-3/ -

Termékeny hetet zárt a földalatti zenék kohója. Százötven új korong között egészen biztosan akad az ízlésednek megfelelő produktum is.

Abandoned Humanity – Against All Odds (progresszív groove/death metal) Abduction – Toutes blessent, la dernière tue (progresszív black/death metal) Absorbed – Access to Reverie (technikás death metal) Abyss of Hel – Into the Abyss (melodikus death/groove metal) Abyssal Rift – Extirpation Dirge (death metal) Aggression – Frozen Aggressors (thrash metal) Anoxic – Anoxic (death metal/deathcore) Antü Fucha – Trempulkalwe (pogány black metal) Arcane Voidsplitter – ARC-V (atmoszferikus drone/doom metal) Axenstar – Chapter VIII (power metal) Behind the Throne – Tormentor (melodikus death metal) Beyond This Earth – Portraits of the Absurd (stoner metal) Beyondition – Abysmal Night (death metal) Bjes – Končina (post-black metal) Bjørkø – Heartrot (melodikus heavy/progresszív metal) Black Hate – Via Pvrgativa… (black/death metal) Black Stag Rising – Temples (avantgárd black/power metal) Blowhole – Belligerent Oceanspawn (blackened heavy metal/punk) Carnal – Horyzont zdarzeń (doom/death metal) Certain Death – Beast (death/thrash metal) Challenger Deep – III. The Path (sludge/post-metal) Cobra Spell – 666 (heavy metal/hard rock) Conflagration – Exhausted (thrash metal) Course of Sunrise – Mist (black/funeral doom metal) Daemonic Dreams – Aeon (melodikus death metal) Daimos – A World Beyond (power/heavy/progresszív metal/rock) Dauðaró – Tíminn (funeral doom metal) Deduction of a Miscalculation – Beyond Apex (death metal) Demoncy – Black Star Gnosis (black metal) Demons of Noon – Death Machine (sludge/doom metal) Dethroned – A Bridge to Eternal Darkness (black metal) Diminium – Dissonant (groove/progresszív metal) Dixie Goat – Order, Chaos, Life and Death (pszichedelikus/alternatív/stoner/hard rock) Draakanaon – Draagaon (nyers black metal) Eitrin – Eitrin (avantgárd black metal) Embrace Your Punishment – Made of Stone (brutális death metal/hardcore) Empusa with Devastation – The Throes of Humanity (melodikus death metal/metalcore) Endys Nigh – Die Is Cast (heavy metal) Faded Colors – Winter/Vampiric Black Metal (nyers black metal) Feral Howl – Worshipper (black metal) Flames of Fire – Our Blessed Hope (heavy metal) Floodlands – Universe 25 (sludge/post-metal/rock) Forsaken Art – Hypnagogia (dark ambient) Gegenentwurf – Tosendes Weiß (experimental black metal) Gevaudans Gauntlet – Rime of the Perpetual Stygian Battery (black metal) Gobolin Master – Wrath of the Orkish Horde (nyers black metal/dungeon synth) Godskill – III: Nazarene Sickness (blackened death metal) Grau – Abseits des Lichts (black metal) Gravehammer – Bones to Harvest (death/doom/black metal) Greydon Fields – Otherworld (heavy/thrash metal) Grief Prison – And So We Carry On (sludge/doom metal) Harad – Star of Discord, Arms of Chaos (melodikus black metal) Hatred Reigns – Awaken the Ancients (brutális/technikás death metal) Heimdalls Wacht – Mystagogie – Lieder voll Ewigkeit (pogány black metal) Helfró – Tálgröf (black metal) Hellbomb – Hellbomb (black/thrash metal/hardcore punk) Hellhound666 – Hassmusik (black/death metal/grindcore) Horoh – Aberration (death metal) Hostilius – Four (nyers black metal) Hwwauoch – Under the Gaze of Dissolution (atmoszferikus black metal) Idaslet – Nu skrider dagen under (folk metal) Illuminated Darkness – Alea Iacta Erit (black metal) Imperial Triumphant – Covers Collection (EP) (avantgárd/technikás black/death metal) Infected Morchirium – Luciferum (black metal) Infernation – Dark Path of Renunciation (black/death metal) Inner Hate – Worthless Throne (melodikus death/groove metal) Isospin – Aftermath Chronicles (progresszív metal) Ivann – Megalomania Cyberpunk (death/thrash metal) Jzovce – Feral Field (depresszív/post-black metal) Krallice – Mass Cathexis 2 – The Kinetic Infinite (avantgárd black metal) Kranium – Circus of the Dead (thrash/heavy metal) Kriegszittern – Flamethrower (death metal) Krsnī – Svoboda (atmoszferikus black metal) Lethal Fate – Argonauts (heavy metal) Liminalanimal – The Furies and Futility (black/doom metal) Luciation – Ancient Ways of Evil Darkness (black metal) Mahr – Odium (atmoszferikus black metal) Manipura – Mess Is Lore (atmoszferikus black metal) Meatball Grinder – Split (death metal) Metal Jacket – Patchwork (heavy/thrash/power metal) Mind Control – Elements (progresszív death metal) Monolith – Synthetic Misery (melodikus death/thrash metal) Mortalicum – Epilogue of Life (heavy/doom metal/hard rock) Mortuorum – Disruption of the Blood Feast (death/black metal) Nimrod B.C. – Legacy of the Dead (power/thrash metal) Noční Můra – Noční Můra II (atmoszferikus post-black metal) Nocturnal Degrade – Cursed Echoes from the Past (depresszív black metal/ambient) Nocturnal Evil – Furor Diabolicus (black/thrash metal) Nornír – Skuld (black metal) Notice of Destruction – Inni d’irriverenza (thrash metal) Obliti Devoravit – Under My Michigan Sky (black metal) Ocelotl – In Tloque in nahuaque (melodikus death/folk metal) Omega Diatribe – Deviant (djent/groove metal) Oniricous – Los cultos del ghoul (death metal) Oro – Vid vägs ände (sludge metal) Panopticon – The Rime of Memory (atmoszferikus black/folk metal) Paradise Lost – Icon 30 (gótikus/doom/death metal/rock) Pharmakeia – Maenadic Ecstasy (black metal) Phenomistik – As-Sahar III (pogány/black metal) Prosperity Gospel – Society of the Spectral (black metal/shoegaze) Provoke the Colossus – Provoke the Colossus (groove/thrash metal) Pull the Strings – Relinquish the Light (nyers black metal) Putrid Omen – Blasphemia (black/death metal) Reap – Born from Plague (grindcore/death metal) RüYYn – Chapter II: The Flames, the Fallen, the Fury (black metal) Ryvelion – La rebelión de los condenados (thrash metal) Sahlm – Sense of Light (doom/post-black metal/shoegaze) Secret of Darkness – Blacksun Rising (melodikus black/death metal) Seið – We Are Doomed (sludge/doom metal) Sibentodt – Thanatopsis (black metal) Siriusfall – Origin (heavy metal/hard rock) Skiltron – Bruadarach (celtic folk/power metal) Skulls – Void of Misery (death/doom metal) Slakteri – The Oracle Beyond the Death Fields (avantgárd black metal) Somnium de Lycoris – In the Failing Hours (technikás death metal) Sonic Storm – Keys to Your Ruin (thrash metal) Spell of Enchantress – Lost Prayers of Those Forever Gone (gótikus/doom/death metal) Stilleklang – Tränen der Vergangenheit – Part II (atmoszferikus black/post-metal) Suel – Venomous Curse (black metal) Swansong – Awakening (melodikus death metal) Sylvan Awe – Pilgrimage (black metal) Tatterdemalion – Tatterdemalion (black metal/ambient) The Company Corvette – Little Blue Guy (stoner/doom metal) The Lumbar Endeavor – Waves of Heat (doom/sludge metal) Thunder Rage – The Beginning of Chaos (progresszív power metal) Thunraz – Borderline (death/industrial metal) Tom Vautour – Decimation (progresszív metal) Topór – Wieczna kaźń (thrash/speed metal) Torvo – Emptiness (thrash/groove metal) Totenfeier – The Tower from Which All Evil Dwell (black metal) Toxic Sun – Horizons Changing (stoner metal) Trébuchet SDG – Through the Dark Ages (melodikus black metal) Until They Fall – Sent to Die (melodikus death metal) Ur – Stone Throwers (stoner/doom metal) Vampire’s Castle – Land of the Rocking Vampires (szimfonikus epikus gótikus/black metal) Vanguard – III: Pyrrhic Sequence (melodikus death metal) Varathron – The Crimson Temple (black metal) Visions of Atlantis – A Pirate’s Symphony (melodikus/szimfonikus power metal) Voice of Ruin – Cold Epiphany (thrash/groove metal) Voidsphere – To Infect | To Inflict (atmoszferikus black metal) Warlamb – Predator (thrash/death metal) Way2Far – Red Horizon (melodikus/progresszív metal) Wintermoon – Cold Sky Rising (black metal) Within Destruction – Rebirth (EP) (deathcore) Yermo – Yermo (atmoszferikus/szimfonikus post-black metal) Yrzen – Trialvòd (szimfonikus/melodikus death/folk metal) Zodomy – Death Artist (black/thrash metal) Zrak – He Dies but What Comes After? (nyers black metal)

#Hírek

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songofsilentechoes · 6 months

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Noelle snipped the scissors twice before she cut the loose ends of the thread she tied between the two feathers. Two clamps held the line taught as she put the tool aside. She plucks the line and the stellacorn feather makes a faint hum.

It was always heartening to hear it work. She would need to give that little creature more treats for his kind gift to her.

Satisfied that the experiment was in place, she cracks her knuckles and runs her fingers along the thread. It had been soaked in an alchemical mana solution for a couple days until it absorbed all it could. It took only the faintest effort to awaken the infused magic.

She runs her hands towards the two feathers, adjusting the flow of magic towards them. Soon, the feathers took on a faint glow, resonating with her own mana. Naturally her own feather took to it readily, being one of hers, but the stellacorn's feather was naturally magical and took to the process well, too. Nova's feather begins to hum with accumulated magical energy.

Noelle then places her fingers in the middle of the thread and pulls the taught string down into another clasp that was half submerged in a dish of dark viscous liquid. Once the clasp was holding the sting, Noelle adjusted a small crank that submerged the clasp and the energized thread into the liquid. The surface shimmers as if it's alive for a moment before it seems to settle and resemble the night sky.

She observes it for a few moments, making sure things are stabilized. Once satisfied, she lifts her hand and a spectral thread rises from the V shape and bridges the space between the feathers again. Raising her hand higher, the ghostly thread is pulled higher, mirroring the energized thread and forming a glowing diamond of arcane magic. At the apex, a small mote of magic forms.

An image forms in front of her. Bright sky and imposing structures that no longer exist. The view shifts away, leaving the heavenly buildings behind and delving into the city. The vision enters a building and goes into a backroom before descending some stairs marking with a sigil. The sigil burns itself into her mind. Her hand reaches for a pen and sketches it on a scroll without taking her gaze off it.

As the vision reaches the door, there's a backlash of magic. However, this experiment was much safer than her prior one. The surge of magic runs up into the spectral thread, causing it to tear and vanish. The mote of energy drops down into the dark liquid. Noelle releases the clamp on the lower thread. She takes the dish of liquid and pours it into a flask using a funnel, corking it. Noelle then proceeds to disassemble the apparatus and gently stores the feathers.

She had a lead and had the source saved. She could review it in greater detail later.

#drabble

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