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alalaya2 · 9 months

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Tim Drakes sleeping habits save the earth

Part 8 The beginning of the storm

Ellie was asleep on clockworks lap, covered in bandages. There was not much for them to do but hurry up and wait until they were needed. Frostbite was watching the three different groups Clockwork had pulled up on his portable viewing Mirrors. The yetis face was a cross between anger at the GIW and joy that his friend Lazarus had returned. Lazarus had been a good friend they had grown up together with Undergrowth, Vortex, Nocturne,Clockwork, and Morrigan. The 7 of them had rained holy terror on the Realms growing up. To young, to powerful and to board they explored the infinite realms making Friends, enemies and new Discoveries along the way. They Learned and made mistakes but they were all together. Through thick and thin they remained good friends and grew into their powers, gained mantles and responsibility.

Things were Bright and Joyful Lazarus had done the impossible and United the Realms into one kingdom, Clockwork had taken the mantle of time keeper, Nocturne became the Guardian or Dreams, Vortex was the Crazy Trouble maker of the group was learning to control the weather. Undergrowth was working to grow things for the Green, Frostbite had taken over the far Frozen from his father and Morrigan, sweet little Morrigan who could get the six most stubborn people in the universe to behave had become a goddess of Death and had Married Lazarus.

They had kept in touch giving each other advice and helping one another everyone in the realm had been happy to learn Morrigan had become pregnant with twins. Haroldas Fright knight and Lady Pala Gotham had been born with much fanfare and were little Terrors gowning up but the birth had not been and easy one and Inanna had never quite been the same after their birth. She fought so hard but by the time the Twins were in their teens Morrigan had started to fade, and so came to pass the first Phantom Queen of the Infinite Realms. Morrigan Stayed but it was a near thing he was finally starting to heal when Dark Parish had started to rise to power. His obsession was power he had created a ring that amplified his anger and started to take over the kingdom territories at an alarming rate. Finally he attacked Lazarus and would have killed him if Clockwork hadn't intervened.

Clockwork grinned, it was not a nice or happy grin. He showed to many teeth and it stretched in a way that would make anything living want to run. It was a feral your going down with me grin. Frostbite saw it out of the corner of his and and responded in a Matching grin their group of friends were no longer as close together with their tethers (Morrigan and Lazarus) gone but some things don't change. Frostbite looked at his old Friend and his almost Grand Nieces. "I recognize that grins Gears what do you see?"

"My Sister Morrigan is Returning and Danny is my Son I gave him my ectoplasam when he turned into a true Halfa. Ellie is coming into her powers as a Goddess of Life, Travel, and a Guardian or Mirror Born's Danny is the Balance and space. Death is needed and she is not Happy about what has happened to her younger co Gods and Nibling."

Frostbite gave a harsh laugh "They are in for it now maybe she can straiten out Vortex and Undergrowth?"

"Before or after she finds out what they did and kills them?

Both looked back at the screens and watches Lady Gotham Preen like a happy cat at Alfred taking care of her. "Should I be worried?" asked Frostbite.

"No he is a good man and he will treat her well when he becomes a Ghost."

Frostbite blinks in surprise and a little worried "he becomes a Ghost?"

"yes one of the few who will become on no mater how he dies he is going to be a ghost he will have a duel Time and shadow core."

"A TIME CORE! but your the only know time core in the last 20,000 years"

"Yes he will help me watch the time lines with hero's he will be family after all and he will be instrumental in helping Phantom recover."

"How?"

"Alfred is going to be powerful he is already getting echos form his future powers. There is a reason nobody wants to mess with Alfred."

Frostbite decided he didn't want to know and turned his attention to a different Mirror. "Do you think that Pandora and Fright will Finally get together Gears?"

Clockwork gowned and facepalmed "Not without outside interference, I am so close to putting them in a an time loop until they get their act together. For two of our top tacticians they are not very emotion smart and they are Born ghost."

"Its only been a thousand years" Frostbite teased.

"They are more emotionally constipated than Batman without therapy." Clockwork flinched all teasing wiped from his face. "They have started to experiment on Danny I am blocking part of the bond to Ellie."

Frostbite became serious again "I know you can't tell me about what is to come but if I list off some equipment can you tell me if I don't need it?"

"Go for it Little Bite"

"I"m Four times Bigger than you Gears!"

"Yet you still call me Gears!"

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the-tired-adventurer · 5 months

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"She Who Last Saw The Stars

"She who first saw the stars"

The main and only actual goddess in my dnd.

Backstory:

Long ago before time, before the stars even existed two races existed in the never ending abyss, one who only ever knew peace and magic and the other swallowed in hate, the Corrupts as they are now known as wanted to be the only one and so they devised a plan. The corrupts would kill their other half, the Jxulx (translates to peace) had not been prepared and where almost instantly wiped out in the first wave, only few still stood and even less had been unharmed. The peace they once had was shattered, the once quite abyss was now filled with the wails of destroyed family's and the crunching of broken bodies, the once happy and joyful home of the Jxulx was smeared in their blood.

The Jxulx gathered anything that they could use as a weapon and tried to rebel against the Corrupts, the Jxulx now blinded by rage and sorrow for their dead, went to attack the Corrupts but it went horribly, they had only been able to take down a few of the Corrupts (The corrupts took up a tradition of killing the weak among them so there was only a few of them that was left.) as they had expected this and stood ready, annihilating the Jxulx, only one had been left standing, scared and traumatised she stood in the flames of her dead in, her mind raced with what she had just witnessed, her life flashed before her, looking, searching for something to save her and only one thing stood out, a taboo ritual, she gathered her remaining strength and let the chant spew out her mouth as she made her kins bones into a staff, she held the staff above her head and start to desperately scream the chant, the Corrupts had laughed at first before they screamed.

She turned the dead bodies of her kin into what we now know as stars, the light was blinding and it burned the Corrupts, seven of them lashed out and attempted to attack her but the heat of the stars only grew, the seven Corrupts slashed and clawed at her but it was no use as she kept dodging and running, they chased her all across the universe till the had ended up in an area far from the stars and other Corrupts, the last Jxulx desperately did all she could and came out victorious in the process she had gouged ones eye out and turned it into the sun and had made the other planets on accident (she pointed the staff in the wrong direction). Once the battle was done she looked at all the stars and was horrified to see, she was the last of her kind, she may have pushed the remaining Corrupts back but at what cost?

She spent many cycles regaining her strength and looked at the 7 Corrupts bodies that she had clumped into a ball, out of sheer loneliness she took her staff once again and purified the corpses as best as she could, she turned their bones into the stone of the Earth, their flesh the ground and their blood into water, she made creatures out of the things she use to draw as a child and soon this new home of hers became liveable.

The air was sweet and there was no longer the deafening silence... but she was still lonely, she had no one to talk to, no one to share her home with and so she slumped back into her depression, the creatures she created grew more and more concerned about her as the days went by, eventually one of the creatures she had named birds came to her carrying her staff of bones, once again did her eyes have that bright sheen that they missed, the woman picked up her staff for the very last time and created the races, elves came first, she had made them look as close to her people whilst still letting them be different in their own ways, she had created sea elves, light elves, wood elves (multiple sub-types of wood elves) and dark elves, she had created the other races after that over the time-span of many days - filling the world with unique individuals sadly this came at a cost, taking lives was easy but making them meant she had to sacrifice pieces of her own soul to make them but she could careless she had filled the world and her creations loved her, they knew her as the Mother, eventually she became to weak to continue to exist and so she had 'passed away' (she didn't actually she only fell into a coma under the Earth), her children mourned her but life carried on, they built civilisations, made bibles that got muddled and caught in mistranslation over time.

Eventually over time the Corrupts baneful energy risen once more, creating monsters out of her sweet creatures and children, this is why the guilds where made, too keep her hard work forever safe, so that she may live in our hearts forever more.

(I wrote this very, very late, no caffeine at all and I will not bother to edit it, get out of my cooch)

(https://meiker.io/play/15623/online.html this is what I used to make her)

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riseofamoonycake · 1 year

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The Light Side of the Moon

🌙 Pairing: Rudra x Moon goddess!reader

🌙 Setting: post Ragnarok

🌙 Warnings: mention of wine, sex (oral, penetration), nudity, death.

Part 2 of 4: Shadows (Midnight)

Part 1

Where you are a moon goddess of immense power (like Tanit), but motherly, gentle and, after sorrowful relationships, afraid to fall in love again; but love comes to you anyway.

And he has four arms.

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This night is changing fast, but too slowly for your thoughts.

After the run, you sheltered yourself in a small garden that only a few know and laid yourself down under its willows, breathing heavily, shedding tears and trembling with sobs; the silence, broken only by the animals’ calls and the nocturnal wind that gently blows among the leaves, brought you peace and quieted you, but not your sadness and regret. What have you done? You ran away like a criminal and didn’t solve anything. You left your friends without a word of explanation and treated Rudra in the worst way, making yourself not only embarrassing but also despicable; right now you should go back and apologize properly to them all, because this isn’t behavior worthy of (Y/N)... no, this is not you.

Rudra, great Rudra, what are you doing to me? Please, get out of my mind now and forever, go away, go away…

Now, whenever you close your eyes, you see his gaze upon you and his joyful face, his smile is here to keep you company; and you finally understand the meaning behind the dreams that are visiting you in these nights, why they are always full of shivers.

There is a temple in them: the House of the Moon, your sanctuary, and inside it the throne that your human children built for you, the statue some of them keep on worship, the stone lions that protect the sacred vessels, and you.

Crimson garments cover your body, pearl necklaces and chains descend along your neck following the curve of the breasts, intertwining on the belly, reaching up to the pubis, closing over it in protection; serene, seated on your rich throne, you stare at the ocean in front of the House of the Moon, waiting for someone.

Your city hasn’t fallen yet, it is in its golden era: people come and go, ships of every shape and dimension arrive and depart from the wide port searching everything, there are a thousand languages and nations that meet each other, stories, destinies, change of lives; and among these paths and souls, you hear him coming.

Your eyes, deep and bewitching like the night sky, watch him getting closer and closer in the sunset, making his way to the temple; he brings with him a gentle darkness, which neither hurts nor frightens, and wrapped in his black robe, you find him alluring and tempting like a black tiger. The stairs that lead to your bronze doors seem to resonate under his steps, their echo being sucked into the jaws of the felines; but none of them will attack, they know that there is no danger in who is coming.

At this point, in your dreams you always shake: this really happened, but the face that came towards you then was not the one that the night visions show now, nor has the figure to which it belonged ever smiled with such sweetness ― and he never will do ―; yet, as soon as your guest reaches the destination and his shadow fills the threshold, stopping on it to contemplate you, your reaction show what you really think about it.

You stand up with all your majesty, opening your arms and smiling: the Moon, the Mother is ready, her inner and true sanctuary awaits in hunger.

“Come, my lord, your spouse is ready.”

Your voice is melodious, a nightingale song; and Rudra, the Storm, can’t help smiling wider and kneeling in front of you, while you slowly approach him. With a gentle movement of the hands you close the bronze doors and the world is now far, far away from you two; then, your garments fall to the ground and all the jewels follow them with the sound of a thousand little bells, leaving you completely naked, or at least covered only by the last sunlight and the first moonglow.

“My love… will you stay or will you go?”, you softly ask, caressing his hair and kissing the hand that you take into yours, sucking his fingers;

“I will stay”, he whispers to you, hugging and kissing your legs like a supplicant, “I will be there forever, and ever.”

Without other hesitations, the god welcomes your soft body as a blessing, becoming the offering you most desire: his hands trace the shape of your belly and pubis, caress your breasts and grab your hips, follow the roundness of your buttocks. His mouth begins to explore your inner thighs and what they protect, while his eyes don’t leave yours, capturing every part of you. “I’ll be here for you, my queen and moon”, you hear him whisper to your lips, before starting to feed himself with your fluids, licking and lapping.

In a few seconds waves and jolts of pleasure, shivers and moans become your only reality while you lean against one of the stone lions, shaking, panting and gasping without control; your thighs close in reaction, trapping his head between them, but the real prey is you, too weak to fight against such an hunter.

Your body is flooded with sensations and you find it hard to breathe, let alone to think, and Rudra knows it; so, he deepens the grip of his fingers on your sensitive flesh, sucking and licking harder, teasing all your weakest spots outside and inside you, scraping, slightly biting, torturing you until you leave out a loud scream, the first of many others. You don’t give him the satisfaction of hearing you beg, but your body speaks for you…

… And so do dreams, which end here every night.

When you wake up, always at the same hour, the moon is spinning in the sky like a crazy ball, absorbing and showing your agitation; the body is covered in sweat and the mouth is dry from the many moans and sighs you left out, and your heart beats a mad dance: desire twists it, while your mind is prey to the saddest memories. Usually, it takes you some time to return to sleep, but the thought that they are just dreams, visions created by a loss of rationality and desires of the flesh, soothes your soul a bit; until now.

Now you are sure that they wanted to tell you something crucial for you, and you didn’t listen to them. You have already experienced all this, you know how it feels before and after, but you have not yet learned to foresee the situation and defend yourself against it; so, before it’s too late, you must run away from Rudra or he will take all your sanity, driving you mad. If your dreams are right, the greater danger is that you might thank him for it, and…

“Oh, finally I have found you. Do you feel better, (Y/N)?”

You jolt, barely holding back a scream. “RU-RUDRA?”

Lit by the full moon, the God of Storms looks around him, then looks back at you and gives a slight smile, raising his arms as if to say: Who else?

It takes you a few seconds to recover from the surprise, but eventually you manage to put on a calm expression and stand up, approaching him with slight reluctance and without completely leaving your tree shelter. “… Why are you here, and how did you find this place?”

“The boys told me where you love to hide… and here we are.”

At these words you frown while piercing your gown with the nails, and shake your head slightly. Someone in the Hindu pantheon is going to have a bad time, later; but for now, you have to deal with another problem. You glance at the god, preparing yourself for the worst as you see him covering the short distance that separates you two; but he, perhaps sensing your discomfort, passes by you, leaving all your space intact and dedicating all his attention to the secret garden and its fragrant trees.

The surprised and admiring smile that curves his lips, the expression of a child who has just seen the rainbow for the first time, allows you to calm down and at the same time leaves a bitter taste in your mouth, something you can’t recognize ― you don’t want to.

“I was worried about you…”, Rudra suddenly whispers, stroking the bark of an ancient willow and glancing at you, “but now I see there is no longer to be afraid: you are in very good company.”

“I was really sick”, you try to say with a faint voice, “maybe there were too many people in that room. And yet…” you stop for a moment, then sigh, “…and yet it was very rude of me to run away like this; rude, and shameful.”

The god smiles reassuringly at you, and you know he really means to be. “Don’t be silly, I don’t have to forgive you anything. You haven’t committed a crime!” He pauses, and immediately after the clinking of a raindrop shakes the trees.

A thunderstorm is rolling in from the west, where the darkest part of the night awaits, and both of you stare at that flickering blackness for a long minute. The cold that comes from that corner slips into your flesh and bones and makes you shiver, and this seems to give new energy to Rudra’s words, who approaches you more and gently takes your hand in his, warming your fingers. “Are you really fine? If you want, I’ll stay here with you.”

For my own sake, go away. “… Yes, I’m fine.” A pause, and then something inside you takes control of your tongue. “And you can stay, if you want to. Your company is always appreciated.”

Rudra nods, then his expression changes as he begins to rummage under the cloak: “And you know what, I haven’t given you your present yet. Well, it’s not actually a gift…”, you hear him murmuring, while curiosity leads you to stretch your neck towards him, “… but since I found it, this little guy hasn’t wanted to leave my side. Surely you know more than me how to take care of it.”

Instead of being rational and leaving behind a dangerous situation once and for all, your gaze fixes on two of his hands, cupped to hold something colorful and quivering; your fingers gently open them to allow you to see better, and at that point the breath catches in your throat. You can’t believe what you have in front of your eyes: millenia have passed since then, and yet it only took a moment to make you go back to that time and bring to mind all the smells, the sounds, the life of your city. You can truly hearing and seeing the spring spreading in the woods surrounding the temple: the coast is full of sea flowers, the air is becoming clear and warmer, and flocks of migratory birds are returning home, filling the sky with calls and a thousand colors ― the same colors of the small bird that Rudra has just placed on the palm of your hand.

“And you? We are very far from home, this is not a suitable place for you, do you know? Here, here…”

You bring your new friend to the chest and begin to gently caress its soft plumage, looking at the deity standing next to you; aware of the sparkle in your eyes, you can’t help smiling. “Rudra… you have been there”, you stammer, the voice cracked by emotion, “you have seen my queendom.”

The God of Storms stares into the distance, as if chasing shadows that only he can see, and remains silent for a second; then, his face lights up.

This is a vision of incredible beauty, you think without even trying to deny having done it, and maybe involuntarily your lips part as if to give a kiss, or receive it.

“Your city is stunning under the moonglow”, Rudra reveals, “it shook my heart, a vision of such grace… the ancient port, the towers, the temple on the mountains…” He pauses for a moment, then his tone softens even more. “I think you should see it: not from afar, through the eyes of the moon, but with yours. Your presence is still there, but… but yes, you should return to your true home, and breathe your power again.” Another pause.

Suddenly, a slight jolt goes through your body. Alarmed, you stop playing with the little bird and wait; Rudra is searching for the words to tell the world something that you won’t like at all.

“… And in that place, I finally understood how much I was missing you.”

Fine, that’s enough. “Please, stop.”

The god turns at you, his expression confused by your harsh tone, and stares at you as you lower your face to the ground, in great discomfort. Just as before he lit up, now you are darkening: as if things weren’t hard enough already, they get complicated. It was not enough to fall more and more under the weight of the curse that unites the gods and humanity; now you discover that you are not the only one to suffer this damnation. Until this moment your mind went in one direction and the heart in another, so the division has exposed your true will; but now it is different, because you absolutely cannot allow Rudra to suffer because of you, it would be unforgivable. Nothing has changed since then… nothing. Everything is repeating itself, going in the same way, and it can only have one outcome. You can’t really stay anymore, the jokes are definitely over.

“(Y/N)? What…”

You smile weakly, then start pulling away from him, backing away. “I think… I think that we have talked enough for tonight, and beyond. It’s time for me to go, it’s far too late. Goodnight, dear friend.”

Rudra tries to approach you and one of his hands reaches for your wrist, but yours stops it before it succeeds; immediately you intertwine your fingers with his, caressing them. It is a goodbye, but without any spoken word. There’s an infinite sadness, something similar to despair, in the way you look at him, and perhaps that most of all stops him from making any other moves, even if it doesn’t separate him from you.

For a few moments, neither of you breaks the silence, but in the end it is you who shatters the stillness, letting go of his hand. “The moon doesn’t match the storm, Rudra”, you whisper, feeling only emptiness, “there is no future for them. Let me go, let me disappear from your life.” Bitter, ruthless, the rest comes by itself. “You’ll be fine, you’ll live better without me. And one day, believe my words, you will forgive me for this sorrow. Just… let me go, and stay away from my darkness. I beg you.”

“Is that what you really want?” Rudra’s tone is calm, but firm: he is not willing to let you go so easily. “Because if it is what you desire, I’ll do it, I’ll respect your wish; but only in that case.”

The burning determination with which he keeps you anchored prevents you from lying, and so you are sincere both towards him and towards yourself. “No, it’s not.” You wait a moment before talking again, but when you do it is to end the matter, and avoid hurting yourself even more. “However, the fear I feel is the best for me. I can’t fall in love again: not with you, or anyone else. What happened in those times… it won’t let me.”

Are you really sure about this, my Great Lady?

Both you and Rudra jump and whirl, shaken by the voice that resonates within your bones.

For the first time, the little bird chirps desperately, then squeezes itself against your chest as if it wants to get inside you.

This is the last image you see before your eyes are blinded by a brightness so intense it makes you scream, and then you find yourself on your knees, your body crushed by terrible pressure. Your only thought goes to him.

“Rudra!” you scream with all the strength you have, curling up and holding your ears, your eardrums about to explode. If even an answer reaches you, you don’t hear it, and you can’t even figure out if he is there with you or if something, someone, has understood your desire literally and has divided you forever.

The light, a clarity that you know as yourself, takes over your whole being making you lose control over reality, and even the conscience.

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Thank you @seijuuns-fantasy and @bao-yu-sarah-morningstar-wang-9 for your kinds words 💕

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walkingwiththegods1 · 1 year

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The Deities, are more greater than the images and myths; than we have of them! (Or... To how they show up to us!)

The Gods and Goddesses, show themselves in ways than trespass our knowledge; meaning than they are not enclosed to they way they appeared in myths, and the way they look; could be closer or exactly, as how they are describe in myths. (But... We shouldn't be distracted in how they look so much, 'cause is the way they act and their energies; is what we should pay more attention, equally as the words they say: Is the only way to know, if we are with deities, or... Dealing with impostors, than copy the appearances of Deities; to confused us and misleading us) Saying that... I will say how is my interaction with The Gods and Goddesses, in all the time I have with them: Maybe, you may find something useful in this info; or, than focus in your relation with them, is more important than how they appeared to us. (And that their actions speak volumes about their complex character and feelings toward us, even when we didn't knew than they want to help us... )

Aphrodite... She is a very skillfull warrior too, and she is the kind of Goddess; than doesn't accept disrespect of no one. (Specially, of men...) ...She is strong, determined and beautiful; beyond words! She can be extremely serious sometimes, at the point I have felt worried for her; and it pains me so much to saw her like that, and the only thing I can do is being at her side; until she backs to have an genuine smile again, and filled the place with her warm, bright and loving energy. (When I'm going to sleep, or after I have awake; I felt her hugging me; which help me to fall sleep easily at night, or... Wake up in a joyful state, ready for the day ahead! [Curiously... She is very strong too, 'cause under her soft skin; it felts very solid: How that is even possible?!... I have not idea!])

Loki... I have moments than I have seen him serious, and in deep thought; (Sometimes, I feel like he is remembering something) he is a loving father to all his children, and he sometimes do something nice and unexpected for me; like when he teached me to fight with a sword in three dreams in a row I had with him, ''Just in case...''; or, when in a vision he put his hand over one of my shoulders; and healed me together with Athena quickly, of a horrible migraine's attack. He appeared to me a few years ago in a few dreams, as Loki! Marvel; Tom Hiddleston, or; as Damon Salvatore... Until I told him than I didn't like that joke anymore, so... He stopped! He usually appears to me, as blond with medium short hair and midnight blue eyes; ( 'Cause he know than I like blonds too much) and sometimes, he appears as a man with long red hair with pale skin and green eyes; rarely, as a brunette... But, he never loses his unique energetic's signature and personality; his love for sweets, or... His flirtatious nature!

Athena... She appears to me, like in ''Saint Seiya''; (Except, than her hair is medium dark brown; she looks as made of flesh and bones, her eyes have the color of new leaves bathed in sunlight; wears her helmet and armor, mostly with her spear in one of her hands; and... Than her eyes, are not that big) She sometimes looks relaxed too, and she can be very compassionate; so... She doesn't always is, in ''Big Stern Sister Mode'' with me; which is something I'm very thankful with her, like when she just showed up to sit next to me; when my ex-friends betrayed me, after she warned me to don't trusted them that much; but sadly, I didn't listen to her; in that time.

Hades... He appears to me, like in ''Saint Seiya'', (Except, than he looks of flesh and bones; he doesn't have those big chunks of hair at the sides of his head, and... Than he is, not ''The bad guy!'') and he wears a long white ancient tunic, and sometimes; an ancient long black shirt with long black pants. He has a stern but calm energy, than commands respect; and he show interest in what people feels when they are as his vicinity; to the point than he was really sorry for me, when I figured it out about something I was to ask to him; but he just confirmed my suspicions. (That's why he is like a big brother to me: He really cares, and he really does have a heart!)

Thor... He appears to me, as this big muscle young man with his hammer; wearing a black with red Nordic tunic, big belt and pants; (AND, By the way... Redheaded, with a red beard) with this ''Full of energy and ready for a challenge's attitude'', than makes a delight, to have him near. Curiously, when I was writing about him; he was trying to calmed me down with his words, while I was very angry and furious on how he is portraited in the Media; specially, in the last years. (In fact... He looked really excited, when I was going to watch ''Thor: The Dark World''; and before I leaved the house to watch the movie, he was like acting as the actors of the Marvel Movies and acting with Loki; in front of me: With Thor, as a brother... Is hard to be angry at something for too long, when he does things like that... LOL!)

Gaia... She appears to me, like a 25 years old woman with dark red hair and eyebrows; slightly tan skin, dark green eyes, red lips, thick dark eyelashes; mediun frame body, wearing a tunic of three colors; (brown on top, bright red at the medium of her body; and bright green in her skirt) her hair in a medium thick red braid surrounding the rest of her free down hair, always barefoot, and... Like visible pregnant. Her energy is warm and strong, with eyes than speak of endless love to all her children: The kind of love than never give up on anyone, waiting than they get out of Darkness; to never back to fall in it, again! And, as a mother... She will be harsh with us too, if that is what we need to return to Humanity's real nature: Kindness.

Ares... He may looks intimidating, (You know: Always in a short armor, with sword in hand; helmet on his head, and everything...) BUT... After months of moving into a new house, he showed up to me one night; after days I was wondering when he will come to see me, and he appeared in silence to surprise me; and when I felt his energy in the vision; I turned around to saw him armored and smiling me at me, with open arms... I just standed up, and run quickly to hug him, and he just gave me one of the warmest hugs; I ever recieved in my life. (Is like the Cousin I always dreamed, than was good with me! [And sometimes, we played fists-fights; as way to show affection to each other...]) He appears to me, like a young man with medium long reddish brown hair; with big brown eyes; a beautifully tan colored skin, a body with medium size muscles, wearing a short white tunic under his armor, and... Armored, from feet to head!

Poseidon... He appears to me, like in ''Saint Seiya''; (Except... Than he looks of flesh and bones, his hair is dark reddish brown; and looks almost black when is wet; his skin is more pale than in this series, and... He's not Evil!... [Just, a bit moody; sometimes...]) His energy, is like The Sea: Deep, and surrounds all around you. In visions, he is seems with his trident and he looks very imposing even without it; and sometimes, I have saw him mostly near of mermaids and/or witches; looking at him with amorous eyes and sighing at his sight... (I can't blame them: He's really beautiful, respectful; very chilvarious, and flirts a lot... [That's why he have so many kids, during The Myth's Era?!...])

Odin... He appears to me, (Mostly, in my visions of Asgard; and rarely, far from it) with a long white Nordic tunic till the ankles; white boots, mostly with his Spear, white long hair and beard, (But looks strong and powerful, despite the white hair and beard) and mostly; with one blue eye than is very expresive, 'cause can transmit Interest, being amused; or sadness, even if the rest of his face, doesn't show any emotion: He is very stern, and looks like he is always thinking in something; his voice is so strong to the point than you can't focus in nothing else, until he finished to talk. His energy is so strong, than I felt than it can fill the whole place.

Hel... She appears to me, (Mostly in Helheim, but at times; in our world) as a young redheaded woman; with her hair at the high of her shoulder, with a long white Nordic dress til her ankles and white boots, (sometimes, with a long clear grey Nordic dress) clear green eyes, rose lips; and... She showed in two ways: In ones, she appears as a redhead as I described above; but, in most times; she appears as half redhead with a clear green eye; and the other half... Is totally dark. (Meaning: You can't distinguished nothing in her other half, like in a shadow: I never was afraid of her appearance, but... I admit than I was surprised the first time I saw her like that, and it takes me a awhile; to finally get uses to saw her like that!) Her face is stern, and doesn't show emotions; and the only way to know how she feels, is looking at her eye/eyes. Loki, sometimes appears near of her; and acts like a loving father than still looks after his child, even if she is now; The Queen of The Underworld. (...Awwwww!...)

Quetzalcoatl... He appears to me, (Mostly in my visions of Pre-Hispanic Mexico, in sometimes in visions of Ancient towns in Central America, and sometimes; in dreams) in his human form: A blond young man with white pale skin, beard; and blue-green eyes. He is very compassionate, and loves people unconditionally; but I realized than he have a very positive humour, and is very patient with me; when he is trying to teachs me the next piece of wisdom I need, to navigate safetly in The Spiritual World!

Oya... She have a joyful side, and likes to dance a lot; (When she is not angry, of course) and I saw her in visions, with a tall and long black ponytail; wearing a burgundy cloth wraped around her chest and a burgundy skirt till the knees, chocolate skin color, dark purple lips, wearing copper brazalets on her arms and ankles; and with amber eyes: Her energy is lively, (been chaotic at times, angry or joyful; at times) and she looks like an African Queen, 'cause she have this air of elegancy and security.

Artemis... I saw her frecuently, when a was a little kid; and she stopped to appeared to me, a few months after I turned 6 years old. I saw her again when I was a teen, many years later: When I was little, she appeared in front of me as a young woman with a very dark brown loose hair; and a white long ancient tunic in her twenties. When she appeared again in my life, she was wearing a short white tunic; with a pair of braided golden sandals, her arrow and bow, with her hair in a high ponytail and a diadem made of silver with the moon engraved in the center, green eyes; rosy-pale skin, and... rose color lips. Her energy, feels wild and hyper at moments; and very calm and collect, at others. Sometimes, I saw her too with Apollo; than looks exactly like her, (except, than he have golden blond hair; and is a bit taller than her) and in those times; they mostly get along really well, showing how fraternal love really looks like: Respect and care for each other, above all the things!

Morrígan... She appeares to me, (Mostly, in visions in Ireland; and sometimes far from it) as a young woman with bright long red hair and white pale skin; bright grey eyes, red lips, which wears two different clothes: In some times, she wears an Ancient Irish clothing for warriors and with a sword; and in others... She wears a beautiful long dark blue dress, with engravings than is similar as ''The Eternity's Knot'', around the shoulders; and in both clothes, she looks secure and fierce; and wears dark boots. Her energy feels for me, like fire: Bright, warm; beautiful, and can change quickly from; been barely notable... To be all over the place, in matter of seconds! She can be joyful too, and likes to use magic once in a while; and she have this way of act, than makes me believe without a doubt, than she really is like her name: A Queen! (Plus: When she dances The Irish Traditional Dance... Is so contagious, than I have ended dancing by her side! [...I'm not very good in it, but; in that moments... I don't care!])

Eris... She appears to me, as a young woman with a white slightly tan skin; with long curly brown reddish hair; green eyes, and rosy pale lips, with an ancient greek red armor over a long black dress, a sword; and very combative in character. Her energy is chaotic and strong, (Like a warrior very eager to fight) and she uses her disruptive energy; to makes than people finally have the strenght to end with relations in their lifes than are not fair; or than will provoque more suffering if we cling of them, out of fear to be alone; or, of not finding a place to be happy.

Anubis... I don't have much to say about him, except; than I have never saw him angry, and he has a cool and very comforting energy.

Amaterasu... I don't have much to say, about Amaterasu-Sama; except... She appears to me, as a young woman dress in a long white kimono with long sleeves till her wrists, red sandals; a red cotton bell around her waist, her black and perfectly combed long hair till the waist, with a perfect pale skin, dark brown eyes; thin black eyebrows, rosy lips, and... Her energy is so positive, warm and full of light. (...Just like The Sun!)

Dionysus... I just saw him three times, but his energy is very refreshing and a bit over the place: He appeared in front of me, as a young man with a short white or burgundy ancient tunic; dark blue eyes, slightly tan skin, and dark blond hair. He can look so sad at times, one can feel very bad for him and trying to makes him feel better; and looks so lose in thought... Than it feels, like there is ''entire stories''; behind those eyes!

Guabancex... She appeared to me mostly, as a very pale 25 years old woman with dark brown eyes; black long thick flowing hair till the end of her back, black thin eyebrows, dark cherry lips, wearing a Native American golden slip skirt; (like in those drawings of Native Women of The Arawaks) over a modern black suit till the ankles and long sleeves, a golden cape till the ankles, and with a thick circle crown of gold around her head: Even if she is a Deity, ''Than I love, to hate''... I have felt sympaty for her at times, when she said to me in visions; how hard is being in your land, where she was so worshipped and loved; and when today... She doesn't have the respect of people in her own lands, and they doesn't even remembered her myths, and neither her name. When Fiona was to hit my country, she blends reality in my vision; and even when I was totally awake... I saw her pass in front of me and felt her energy for a moment, the day before Fiona entered and caused devastation: I felt her energy, everytime than some disaster is about to hit somewhere soon; in The Caribbean. Her energy is chaotic and very strong, but she have moments of calm and positive energy, too. (Is weird: She can handle positive and negative energy, and change from one to the other in seconds; without any effort of her part!)

Even if Deities may copy their looks from TV Shows, Movies; and; from different kinds of Animations/Animes... I see them in dreams and visions, in the same way than you see a person; than talks in front of you: Very real!

Deities, can be identified for their energetic signature: Each Deity or Spirit, has an unique energy than lingers in a dream; vision, or in real life for a while; and once you are sure than is an benevolent being, then... Is your job to learn, to how to know to differentiate the energy of each one of them; including the Spirits or Deities than visits you little. (Don't worry, and take your time: You will have moments than, after a few weeks or months trying to identified to two or more of them... You will have your ''Eureka moment!''; but in others, it will take longer than that; and you will have to pay more attention to your intuition; together with the symbols and the words they spoke, to finally being able to one day identified them; as soon than they appear in front of you, [like when you are visited by a friend; than before he or she speaks to you, you feel the fragrance in your nose as soon they enters your house; and you realized who EXACTLY is the person, than came to see you: Is the same with Spirits and Deities, just than... You have to do the same, with their particular energetic signature.])

People thinks than, The Deities than are different of each other; or of different Pantheons, fights against each other constantly for all the eternity, or can't joined for a common well; BUT, that is not what I have seen; in all the time I have knew them...

...Gaia, is treated with the utmost respect; even by Deities of other places.

...I saw to Aphrodite and Athena, being good with each other; as family.

…Poseidon and Loki, leaved their rivalry for a while for came to my aid; together with other Deities.

…Loki and Aphrodite, seems to be okay with an emotional and romantic relation; with the same mortal.

...Greeks and Norses Deities, with Krishna; they appeared one day to save me in real life, of been robbed; or hurt.

...Loki, with Eris; Ares, Athena and Poseidon, saved my life one night; when I almost did something horrible. ...And...

...Guabancex, is the one than presented me to other Gods and Goddesses; and they respect her, because they are in her lands: The Gods and Goddesses, showed me than differences between their own Pantheons; or with Deities of other Cultures... Are not really important; in the end.

And, that's all in this post; and remember than The Gods and Goddesses love us; and they talk to us in subtle ways, even to the ones than can't hear them or see them; at all. (Pay attention to your dreams, or used any of the tools I suggested in my ''Paganism Class 101: Ways to Communicate to The Gods and Goddesses'', so you can uses a safe channel to know or ask to who reach to you; while you gain an stronger intuition.) And take your time: I have to exercises my own Intuition for years, than now is just as important; as my other six senses.

Than you be able to see to The Deities, with the eyes of your Heart and Soul... So Be It!

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emblematicemblazer · 8 months

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Worldbuilding and theories of Engage

Why did Lumera have to die

To move the story forward.

A death is often used as a way to move the story forward. I would have felt more about Lumera's if the surprise hadn't been ruined beforehand and if there were a few more character building chapters. Without Lumera's death Smear wouldn't have started the journey To collect the rings.

To keep Alear's true identity secret.

If Lumera was still alive she may have decided that there would have been a right time to reveal Alear's origins. To ensure that Alear learnt that they are the Fell Dragon's children, Lumera had to die.

The Dormition of Mary and The Dormition of Lumera.

The next two points are about creating similarities between the story of Mother Mary and Lumera. After Mother Mary died, her soul was received by Jesus and then she ascended into heaven. Mary's body was not subject to the law of remaining in the corruption of the grave, the same as Lumera was never meant to stay corrupted. Alear came to receive her soul and allow her spirit to ascend.

Lumera and Mary The Sky Goddesses.

After Alear beats The corrupted body of Lumera, the bodily ascension meant that there were no bodily remains left. Mary also left no bodily relics. This turns both Mary and Lumera into goddesses of the sky, always dressed In blue, always watching over the people of Elyso. That is why Alear never truly felt alone. Lumera's soul was watching over them, waiting for their body to be freed.

To make Alear more dependent on Marth.

Without Lumera, Alear becomes more dependent on Marth as a pillar of support and as an adviser. Alear gets used to them always being there, helping them cope with their memory loss and disturbing nightmares. This connection makes the chapter; 'The Fell Dragon Sombron' more emotional. Alear feels that everything has been taken from them, as though their best friend and their rock has gone. It leaves Alear desperate and vulnerable.

To create a special bond with Alfred.

When Alfred arrives he symbolises spring. Spring is a time of new beginnings and rebirth. Alfred's youthful naivety, positivity and joyfulness are not only traits that help Alear cope with the pain of loss but they also mirror Alear's personality. They are both naive, they both try to see the best in others, both are kind and both are trusting. These personality traits are necessary to recruit Yunaka under suspicious circumstances. Throughout the story Alfred's sunshine constantly shines on Alear. The bond is also important when Florra port is attacked and Alear helps Alfred cope. The strong bond is mutually beneficial.

#fire emblem engage #fe engage #fe lumera #fe alfred #fe alear #emblem marth

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blackjackkent · 3 months

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Aight, today has kind of sucked but I have been looking forward to flopping back into Hector shenanigans at least. XD

Last time I got unexpectedly diverted by picking up Volo again but today hopefully we will get all the way inside Umberlee's temple and actually pick up the quest that will let us save Wyll's dad.

The temple's kind of a nice looking place at least from the outside.

I'm going to get one of these for my living room.

This woman, whose eye shadow game is on point and whose outfit looks incredibly uncomfortable, greets Hector at the entrance. Apparently there is a funeral currently going on for someone named "Waveservant Holli"; she asks if he's there for it but doesn't seem overly bothered that he doesn't seem to know what she's talking about, either - apparently this funeral takes walk-ins.

There's an offerings chest on one side of the temple; Hector is no acolyte of this particular goddess, obviously, but as far as I know Selune has no quarrel with her, so he made a simple offering of a pair of shoes he picked up somewhere recently and got a Bless effect until his next long rest. So that's nice.

Not much else outside though, so let's go in and see how the funeral is going along.

Some of the attendants are doing some quite beautiful harmonized singing.

Realistically Hector knows very little about this religion but I have to imagine that wandering into a temple in general tends to make him feel a little more at home and relaxed. The people here do seem quite intense though - not least the lady who is leading the ceremony.

"Rejoice, sisters, for Umberlee has blessed her humble daughter with a pure death! Her lips blue with her kiss, her lungs full of her quenching word! Umberlee's mercy saved her from a slow sinking death in the beast's shadow! How dare this beast sully the safety of Grey Harbor! We will find its master and send him struggling into the Bitch Queen's embrace! Not a sweet sleep like Holli's, but a suffocating flood of fruitless gasps and bursting flesh!"

Interesting. I'm sure we'll get clarity shortly but I'm interpreting this to mean that this Holli was attacked by something (or someone) but drowned (or drowned herself?) before she could be brutalized by her attacker. Fairly grim, given the oddly joyful attitude everyone seems to be having about it.

The priestess rounds on Hector as he enters the room and stares him down imposingly.

"You! Supplicant! What tribute do you bring to honor the Wavemother's fallen daughter?"

[MONK] "I wish her soul the stillness of a calmed ocean," Hector says gravely. He knows the steps of this dance; the monastery did not play host to very many funerals, but certainly some of the monks died over the many years he lived there, and sometimes the local villagers would come to their clerics for the blessing of the dead. This is a different religion, a different set of priorities... but he knows very few for whom a wish of peace is ill-received.

Well, other than Bhaal and Bane's followers...

The Umberlant priestess smiles. "As still as the water in her halted lungs. A most fitting tribute, received with gratitude."

Thus welcomed, Hector is able to ask some more questions about just what is going on here. "Did this person drown?" he asks curiously.

"Yes," the priestess answers. "Thank the Wavemother! Blessed Umberlee saw fit to spare her an ignoble death, but her passing was not as the Wavemother intended. It was a beast who took her life - an unnatural one whose very existence is an affront to Umberlee. A wretched metal monstrosity hewn by hubris. A rusting pollutant that bleeds black blood into Umberlee's pristine waters!"

That sounds troubling. Was she killed by a Steel Watcher?

"How did Umberlee 'spare her an ignoble death'?"

"The beast struck Holli while she was swimming in Grey Harbor. She was found by some fishermen. She would have suffered a terrible, agonizing death, had Umberlee not bestowed upon her the mercy of drowning."

OK, so pretty much what I (and Hector) thought she was saying. This seems like something worth sticking our noses into - to help these people but also because, if it was something Steel Watcher-related that killed her, it is Hector's business to interfere with it and undermine Gortash's work.

"I'm good at slaying beasts," he says. "Maybe I could help you."

The priestess brightens at this suggestion. "The Queen of the Depths is generous to those who serve her," she says, "and her favor is far less deadly than her wrath. Find the master of this poisonous beast and slay him - then one of her most precious gifts shall be yours."

Hector hesitates. "This 'precious gift' isn't drowning, is it?" he says, just a touch warily. If there is one thing he has learned over the past few months, it's that the definition of a 'reward' can vary QUITE strongly between religions.

The priestess snorts softly. "Pft. That privilege is not yours to urn."

Well, that's a relief at least. "Where can I find the beast's master?"

"We haven't found its lair as yet. Perhaps you can find where the beast takes its slumber and skewer it before it wakes."

Not really an answer, but there's no help for that. "All right, I'll see what I can do."

"Salt kiss your brow! We await your return - and the beastmaster's demise."

#bjk plays baldur's gate 3 #hector carlisle #eyyyy off and running

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legend-of-zelda-voices · 1 year

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Yū Shimamura

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Other LoZ Roles: Princess Zelda (BotW)

(A few pictures on the right aren't LU, but they are by jojo56830)

First Role as Zelda: Skyward Sword

LoZ-Related Roles: Hyrule Warriors

Main LU character: Sky's Zelda (Sun)

Alternate LU Voice for: Wild's Zelda (Flora)

Some characters with the same voice:

Annie Leonhart (Attack on Titan), Haruka Haruno/Cure Flora (Precure), Female Team Plasma Grunt (Pokémon Black/White 2 Animation Trailer), Akiko Yosano (Bungo Stray Dogs), Shinobu Kawajiri (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure), Asuka Hiragi (Tokyo Xanadu), Aelita Schaeffer Jpn. Dub (Code Lyoko), Gliss Jpn. Dub (Tinker Bell), Siune (Sword Art Online), Gloria (Bravely Default II), Tuareninya Veyron (Overlord), Aida Surugan (Gundam), Ichi Mezato (Mob Psycho 100 III)

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In the game:

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Also thought this was interesting. It provides a more literal translation for the memories in BotW.

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"Shinjitsu (Sora Shiranu Mushi No Ko Yo)" from Seven Knights Revolution: Hero Successor

Translated title: "Truth (Little Bugs Who Have Never Seen the Sky)"

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This song is for the character Eunomia.

The video plays a segment of the song "Truth" that contains a shortened version of another song called "Little Bugs Who Have Never Seen the Sky" (which; in the other, longer version; is sung by someone else).

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"Primal Place" from Go! Princess Precure!

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This song is for the character Haruka Haruno/Cure Flora.

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"Sleepless Legend" from Sword Art Online

This song is for the character Siune and six others. Siune has one line to herself and the rest of the time she sings with others.

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"Princess no Jōken" from Go! Princess Precure!

Translated title: "Conditions of Being a Princess"

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This song is for the character Haruka Haruno/Cure Flora and three others.

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"Dreamin' Bloomin'" from Go! Princess Precure!

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"Be a Princess☆" from Go! Princess Precure!

This song is for the character Haruka Haruno/Cure Flora.

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"Tsuyoku, Yasashiku, Utsukushiku" from Go! Princess Precure!

Translated title: "Strongly, Gently, Beautifully"

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"Joyful! Pretty Cure Christmas" from Go! Princess Precure!

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This song is for the character Haruka Haruno/Cure Flora and three others.

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"Slow Starter" from Digimon Universe: App Monsters

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"Ballad of the Goddess" from Skyward Sword

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Skyward Sword Zelda sings in-game, of course!

The specific versions of Ballad of the Goddess where she sings are called "Opening" and "Legendary Hero."

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#LU Sun #LU Flora #Zelda #Yū Shimamura #The Legend of Zelda #Linked Universe #Linked Universe Headcanons #Skyward Sword #Breath of the Wild #Legend of Zelda Voice Actors #Legend of Zelda Voices #Linked Universe Voices #Legend of Zelda #LoZ #LU #Linked Universe Headcanon #Yu Shimamura #IYCHZS&S Compilation

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j2miner · 2 years

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(Everyone's getting spooky and drawing cows, *Shrugs*)

Jyuumon

Fields: Nature Spirts, Nightmare Soldiers. Level: Prefect/Ultimate. Attribute: Data. Type: Beast Man. Description: An unusual Digimon thought to be a Special version of Minitorusmon, lending to its unusual appearance scientist to theorize that Dragon's Roar Field Data caused the mutation. A joyful Mon who's willing to give anyone a taste of there sizzling Pari Pari club in or out of battle. (There name comes from the Japanese onomatopoeia "Jyuu" which is food Sizzling in a pan while "Pari Pari" is the crunching of food. If they look familiar they are based of of the mascot Beefuru of ProtonJon, PRimeExsplorer, Bmaster4114 & other of the Eggpack comunity over on Twitch & Discord.)

Hathormon

Fields: Nature Spirts, Wind Guardians, Virus Busters. Level: Prefect /Ultimate. Attribute: Vaccine. Type: Holy Beast. Description: A Holy Beast Digimon said to be apart of a group of powerful Digimon along with Anubusmon and Mummymon who help souls pass to the afterlife. While an unusual week Prefect Level they are considered a powerful ally to any Angle-type Digimon, Her companion's devastating Menes Melter can melt threw even chrome-digizoid. (Her name comes from Hathor, Egyptian Goddess of Fertility, she is mother to Ra and was the previous head God.)

Gugalannamon

Fields: Dark Area, Metal Empire. Level: Prefect/Ultimate. Attribute: Virus. Type: Demon Beast. Description: An anchet Digimon rumored to serve a High-Angle until thy were defeated by one of the first Humanoid Digimon. Taken and recreated by those Digimon of the Dark Area as a weapon agenst any Virus Busters who seek to stop them, it tramples any who appose it underfoot with its "Authority:Crunch" attack to send them straight to the underworld. (Name comes from Mesopotamian Mythology, Yes they are heavily inspired by the Gugalanna of the Type:Moon/Fate series. The DarkDigivolution of the Three cow-mons I've posted, that is meant to be storm clouds concealing its upper body, I know it looks weird and I should have added some lightening to clear that up.)

#digimon #digimonoc #cows #cow skull #mythology #digital art #Digital Illustration #digimon oc #fan digimon #fake digimon #j2miner

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sunset-peril · 2 years

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Trial of the Zora Armor - Chapter Nine - Those in the Shadows

*Somewhere in the Gerudo Desert*

Two Yiga soldiers appeared and walked into a banana-peel-laden banquet hall and bowed. Two other Yiga, alongside a mysterious prophet of Ganon's, sat at the table discussing amongst themselves.

"Master Kohga. We bring a report on the attack at Hyrule Castle."

The prophet turned, eerily watching the soldiers, while Kohga clapped.

"Oh, goody!"

"This battle formed two fronts, so I will deliver information on the intended front and he will for the sudden."

"Two fronts? Did the Hyrulean Army surround you?" The prophet asked in a mocking voice.

"No, the King and half the Champions were at the banquet. The Princess, Knight and the other Champions were not. We placed troops in both locations." He took a deep breath in. "The soldiers stationed at the pavilions did not face much opposition until the Rito arrived, we had almost taken the King when he came in, bomb arrows blazing. The Champions... dissolved that front quickly after."

"We ambushed the Princess, Knight and the Gerudo on one of the bridges in between the pavilions and facilities for the guards. The Princess and Gerudo disappeared quickly, the Knight fought back with other knights... but it was strange. The Knight did not wear blue like the Champions or armor like the guards... he wore white, like the Princess."

The prophet then slammed his hand on the table. "What?!"

"Why're you so upset by that? Doesn't it just mean he's getting a bit big for his britches?" Master Kohga seemed confused, odd for him being the Yiga leader.

"No!" The prophet forced himself upwards, walking towards his harbinger. "Do you understand what has happened, or must you see it with your own eyes?!"

Kohga and Sooga rose from the table to walk over to the harbinger. "A visual might be nice, yeah." The master mumbled, causing the prophet to growl again.

"Show me this, which has caused the chosen one's rank to rise."

The corrupted device began to sputter and growl like the one who used it, then Malice arose to form a playback: Link and Zelda's wedding.

"And do you, Zelda, Princess of Hyrule, before the eyes of these witnesses and those of the Goddess Hylia," Urbosa's voice was heard. "take this man as your husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, as long as you both shall live?"

The audience of three gasped as a blush creeped up into Zelda's veiled face as she nodded. "I do."

Urbosa smiled on the playback. "Then by the power invested in me by the Goddess Hylia and the Triforce, I now pronounce you, no longer as princess and knight, but as husband and wife! You may seal this declaration with a kiss!

Link and Zelda tenderly shared their first kiss as husband and wife on screen with joyful tears slipping down their faces, Urbosa let lightning dance around the site as she declared "I now proclaim this bond to be Hylia-ordained! Let no force on Hyrule ever sever it!" Everyone else attending the wedding, after hearing the declaration and seeing the kiss, cried "To the Prince and Princess!"

The prophet angrily waved away the vision of the past, furious.

Master Kohga stomped his foot on the ground. "Hey... I wasn't done watching that!"

"You can binge watch the Royal Wedding as long as you like when I am not around!" He yelled, sitting back down in his chair before putting his face in one hand and sighing. "I will now ask you this, and I want you to think very hard about it." He took a deep breath and spoke very slowly. "The hero married the princess. What happens next?"

"Uhhh..." Kohga scratched his mask. "The kingdom gets a scruffian as a king?"

The prophet's eyes grew wide. "Yes... that too. What else?"

"Uhh... I don't know?"

He sighed in annoyance. "Just when I thought you might come up with it yourself..." He turned to the soldiers. "You two!"

"Yes?"

"Did either of you happen to catch a glimpse of Princess Zelda?"

"The Knight and the Champions were quite secretive of her figure, but I caught a good enough glimpse to see what she was wearing, if that pleases you."

"What was she wearing? Was it..." He clenched his fists at the thought. "...white perhaps?"

"Yes, prophet, it was. A very long, pure white dress decorated only with small gold crests and markings of the Triforce at the bottom hem and edge of the sleeves, which went about halfway down her arm before draping behind, much like the dress she wore at the Champions' Ceremony. Unfortunately, I cannot tell you much more, as I only saw her back."

Ganon's prophet cried out in frustration. "Time runs short! All because of that stupid knight!"

Sooga stepped backwards in realization. "A woman of the Royal Family is only to wear white in public wh-" He gasped.

"Ah. Someone realizes it!"

"Master! The princess is pregnant with the child of the knight!"

"Whaa?" Master Kohga exclaimed.

The prophet groaned. "You know, pregnant: expecting, anticipating, in a family way, gravid, with child, enceinte, stop me when you hear one you like."

"I know what pregnant means!" Master Kohga yelled before starting to throw a temper tantrum. "No! That puts a damper in the plans!"

"Now that we're back on the same page." The prophet slammed his mysterious device down onto the table. "We cannot allow that princess to give birth. The child growing within her carries the blood of the goddess and the hero, if it turns out to be female..."

"Our hope for resurrecting Ganon is lost." Sooga finished.

"Wait. Someone run me through this. Why's that kid going to ruin everything? I know it'll just make it harder, but ruin everything?"

"If Zelda gives birth to a daughter, another Zelda, then there will be two people on this planet with the sealing power. Even if she delivers a son, that child still carries the royal genetics and the blood of the hero. The child will have the ability to wield the Sword That Seals The Darkness! If it's female, it will have both Zelda and Link's divine powers!" He gripped Kohga's collar. "That child will ruin everything if it's a girl! We can't guarantee it will be a boy, so we have to make sure it's never born!" He released Kohga and picked up his device again. "Perhaps you need another visual..." He dragged Kohga up to the harbinger. "Show me the future if Zelda births a son."

The Malice rose once again, showing a much more confident Zelda and Link, both in their mid-20s. Link held a little boy of about eight years old in his arms.

"But I want to go with you, Daddy! I wanna help you and Mommy seal the darkness away!" The little boy squealed. He had his mother's hair and green eyes, but otherwise looked like his father.

"Son, you can't. This is Mommy and Daddy's battle. You need to stay here with Granddad and Auntie Sydnei, okay?"

"But..."

"Your father said no." Zelda's voice was heard. "That's final." She picked up her son, ruffling his hair. "We don't want anything to happen to our little boy..." She kissed his forehead, handing him over to a now eighteen-year-old Sydnei, the same age Link was when he married Zelda.

"You and Daddy are coming back, right?"

"We'll do our best, but we cannot promise." Tears began to leak from her eyes. "Take care of him, Sydnei."

Sydnei began to cry as well. "I will... you two stay as safe as possible, ya hear?"

They nodded and ran out the door, saddling up two horses and rushing out to Central Hyrule, where the Divine Beasts were already firing alongside a small number of liberated Guardians against the rest of the corrupted Guardians and Ganon's forces.

"Keep your head in the game, Zelda! We've got everything we need."

She nodded once and they rushed into the Castle. Though it did not show what went on inside, the four Beasts fired and Zelda's holy light shone, sealing Ganon away.

The two walked out, hand in hand, both dirty but otherwise unharmed. Link had a few wounds Zelda was tending to, but that was the worst of it.

The Divine Beast pilots came down and hugged them, cheering that Hyrule was free once more.

"You see the outcome there? You see the age of the boy? If she delivers a son, we will have about nine years to try and alter this path."

"You know, even though we're supposed to hate him, that kid's kinda cute." Kohga muttered.

"Of course he's 'cute,' he's a blond little boy!" He turned back to the harbinger. "Now, show me the future should Zelda birth a daughter."

Link and Zelda, this time in their early twenties, were already racing towards Calamity Ganon in the Castle, Zelda holding a girl of about five or six in her arms. The child looked like her mother aside from the fact that she had blue eyes and a lot of Link's features.

"Now what's Daddy going to do?" Link asked the small child.

"Protect me and Mommy from the big bad monster and beat him up."

"That's right. Now, what are you and Mommy going to do?"

Zelda pointed to the back of her and her daughter's right hands to remind her.

"We're going to use our powers to make him shoo! Shoo shoo, Ganon!"

"Din's Dragon, you're precious!" Link told her. "How'd we'd ever deserve you?"

Zelda chuckled and ruffled the younger Zelda's hair, then looked up and gasped, pointing so her husband could use his shield. "Focus, Link! Calamity incoming!"

The three engaged in battle with the forces of darkness with the Divine Beasts watching their backs, Link's daughter even taking out a few monsters by herself with a bow. When the final moments of battle came, both Zeldas raised their right hands and the golden light devoured Ganon.

The light from the vision nearly blinded the onlookers, they all swiped at it to get rid of the glow.

"Enough with the light!" Master Kohga yelled. "We get it!"

When the vision went away and all had blinked the holy light from their eyes, the prophet sat back down. "That child is years younger than the other, a much smaller window, and if Zelda has a girl, the security detail on all three of them will ensure we can't get our hands on any of them. Do you see now why we cannot allow the Princess to birth this child? Why it will ruin everything?"

"Yeah. Kid will have skill like its dad and divinity like its mom. I get it."

"Then you see that our time runs out? We must focus on two things: assassinating Princess Zelda, or at least making sure her kid dies inside her, and reviving Calamity Ganon as quickly as possible. We have no more time to stall, she cannot be too far from labor."

After this long, drawn-out conversation, Kohga finally nodded. "I will send more troops out with this information at once."

"Finally..."

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*Back at Hyrule Castle*

"Your Majesty." The Captain of the knights that had fought with Link called out as he bowed. "The Prince sent us back to ensure you are alright."

"I am just fine, but what about my daughter? Didn't I send you to find her?"

"Yes, but that was before the Yiga attacked. She fled with Lady Urbosa, she is safe."

"Do you know where she is?"

"They headed in the direction of the First Gatehouse, Your Majesty, trying to get her to the West Passage until the all clear. Her chambers were too obvious an escape destination, but we've sent units there as well to defend it from infiltration."

"Very well. Make sure all the troops are active and amongst the castle. We must expel the Yiga from this place."

#trial of the zora armor #fanfiction #booksivewritten #breath of the wild #legend of zelda #zelink #pre botw #pregnancy #pregnant #the legend of zelda #tloz botw #botw yiga #yiga clan #princess zelda #uh oh #uh ohhhh

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venomsreviews · 2 years

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Lu Feng performing opera in Attack of the Joyful Goddess (1983)

#Lu Feng #Attack of the Joyful Goddess #I absolutely adore this movie #It is so beautiful visually and fun #I really love Lu Feng in this scene #Venom Mob

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venomous-five · 2 years

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Attack of the Joyful Goddess 撞鬼 (1983) dir. Chang Cheh 張徹

#attack of the joyful goddess #Venom Mob #Shaw Brothers #kung fu #Chang Cheh

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venom-mob-network · 2 years

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Ricky Cheng Tien-Chi was born in Taiwan. He attended the Lu Kwan opera school with stars like Lu Feng, Chu Ko, and Kuo Chui, which is where they would spend their earlier years. He learned Peking Opera as he was of mainland Chinese descent. It has been documented that he was notable for playing The Monkey King during his time there. According to Lu Feng, Ricky had already done stunt work for films like some of their other friends, and it would be Ricky that got him involved in the movie industry. Ricky would start appearing in films in the 70s. He would start off as an extra in films like Seven Man Army, The Shaolin Avengers, and The Hand of Death, to name a few. Later, Ricky Cheng Tien-Chi and Chu Ko would take over as action directors for Shaw Brothers when Lu Feng, Kuo Chui, and Chiang Sheng had departed.

Ricky Cheng Tien-Chi often worked for Shaw Brothers, primarily Chang Cheh, where he would appear in a variety of his movies. House of Traps, Five Element Ninjas, Ode to Gallantry, and The Weird Man are a few notable mentions. Ricky would have a role in other movies directed by Chang Cheh, like Attack of the Joyful Goddess, The Nine Demons, Shanghai Thirteen, and The Dancing Warrior. He would go on to appear in a few TV series before shifting to work behind the camera where he worked as a director and martial arts/action choreographer.

#Ricky Cheng Tien-Chi #Venom Mob #b tier venom #mod fox

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sillygoofyqueer · 23 days

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AFTER AN ACCIDENTAL SLIP OF MY FINGER, I POSTED THE RESPONSE TO AN ASK FROM @/veigascc WITHOUT FINISHING. SO. UH. THE ASK WAS ALONG THE LINES OF: 'Have you ever thought about having Cross as Hercules? And what Greek gods would Fell sans and Swapfell (purple) Sans be?' First of all, thank you so much for sending this ask in, I really appreciate you showing an interest in my headcanons! Anyway, onto the good stuff: - Until you mentioned it, I didn't really think of Hercules (Heracles in Greek mythology) as a potential for Cross seeing as he is most famously known for being a Greek hero more than a God. But, through some further research, I've learned that Heracles actually did become a minor God after his death, and now I do believe that Cross would make a great Heracles, based on the fact that they both (in my opinion) have had to face a great many trials just because they are alive and wish to stay that way. Heracles was hated by Hera because he was a son of Zeus and evidence of one of Zeus' many affairs, and Cross has to fight back against X-Gaster because he wishes to be his own person and is going against the path meant for him - which is very poetical. The fact that Heracles was once driven into a state of madness that was induced by Hera and killed his family in that state kind of reminds me of how Cross ends up killing almost everyone in Xtale in timeline X after everyone turns against him and he realises what the X-event demands in the comic. Of course, they both realise what they've done and hide in different ways (Heracles being tricked into performing the 12 labours to repent for his 'sin', and Cross still trying to convince himself that his world is still there, despite the fact that it's clearly not). So, I think Cross would make a really good Heracles, the only issue is I think I'd need more development of Heracles as a god to want to fully switch up my headcanons. - Fell Sans as a God was a difficult thing for me to discern due to the fandom's perception of him compared to the canon perception of him, but I think he is best linked to the Greek goddess of death, misery and sadness, Achlys. I know, how joyful, lmao. I believe this because in canon, Fell is presented as an emotionally broken guy who was attacked by Asgore to the point where his magic (or powers) are uncontrollable. In all honesty, he seems like someone who radiates misery even with his façade of a sarcastic guy who doesn't care about anything - shown through self-deprecating jokes and a lack of regard for his own safety. So, linking him to the goddess of misery makes a lot of sense to me, because she is presented as someone who radiates misery and hopelessness, said to be the 'mist that fogs or blinds mortal eyes', often in death. I could take a more violent approach to Fell's characterisation due to the nature of his actual AU, but I find this much more interesting to think about. - Swapfell Sans was also super hard to characterise as a god - mainly because there's so little information about his canonical personality, which makes it hard to link him to a Greek God. However, I have learned enough about him to know that he's like Swap, but he's much more violent and reckless, so the idea of excited, frenzied violence, if you will. So, after some research, I can link him to the Greek Goddess of violence - Hybris (also spelt Hubris). There isn't much about her, but she was quite literally known as the personification of violence and reckless pride; she can be linked to Swapfell through the idea that he is so reckless and sure of himself that he will attack anyone and he is seen as feared by those in Snowdin. He shows no concern of violence and also seems to revel in it, much like Hybris! I would love to elaborate on this more, but due to the lack of information on both of them, this is the best I've got right now. I hope this was interesting for you to read!!! (you can find what is basically a masterpost of this headcanon series here)

#four being a dumbass #Four's headcanons #cross sans #xtale #fell sans #underfell #swapfell sans #swapfell #greek mythology #greek gods #greek heroes #hercules #heracles #achlys #hybris #not tagging you twice #that's just cruel

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