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powdermelonkeg · 3 months

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First drawing of Crowdsourced Durge, aka Daggerroot. It's been AWHILE since I last picked up a tablet in proper, but I think this is a decent drawing to start with (also thank you to @too-many-blorbos for helping me with posing)

Details below the cut:

In-game appearance

Crowd-decided details:

I am romancing Gale

This is a Resisting Dark Urge playthrough

They're a middle-aged, nonbinary, deep gnome Way of Shadows monk

On top of their Durge skills (Intimidation/Medicine), they're also proficient in Insight and Stealth

Chaotic Neutral-Good Alignment: Impulsive, acts in the interest of friends only, can be easily persuaded to do the right thing by said friends, but seldom ever the wrong thing. Doesn't care what friends get up to unless it negatively impacts other friends. Strong sense of wanting to rectify past mistakes, but refuses to be told the "correct" way to do so. Thinks stealing from/killing/spiting evil characters is justified because "they deserved it."

Flaws: Blunt/has no filter, contrary for the sake of being contrary, weirdly prejudiced against elves (due to repressed Ketheric spite)

Good Qualities: Loves animals, unfailingly loyal, good at bartering and haggling

Quirks: Takes a trophy from each memorable kill, incredibly horny, will try anything (potions, strange food, licking the spider, Loviatar's blessing) at least once

Memory Loss Side Effects: Thinks everyone else has the Urge but Durge is just bad at controlling it, doesn't know cannibalism isn't normal, doesn't know what sex is

STR 9/DEX 17/CON 12/INT 10/WIS 12/CHA 15

Imposed rule: Short rest after every fight, and long rest when out of short rests

Additional fun facts:

Their name is Daggerroot. They picked their name as they were combing the beach for supplies, recognized a single sprig of it, and the lore around it came to mind: "Known as 'the executioner's garnish', this herb flourishes in blood-fed soil and has flavoured countless final meals." For some reason, the description brought them amusement. Both "Dagger" and "Root" are acceptable nicknames, though most people tend towards the former.

They're the group medic. This is why they're in charge. Because they have such a good medical knowledge due to struck out Dark Urge memories, they've assumed "surgeon" was their profession before being tadpoled. And, I mean, they're not wrong...

There's something just not-quite-right about them, visually. They LOOK a lot like a deep gnome, and to someone who doesn't know deep gnomes well, they are one. But to deep gnomes, they have a very uncanny valley effect to them.

Their dream guardian is identical to them. This is going to do LEAGUES for their trust in this person, with a fair share of existential crises on top of it. "If you're not what's causing the urges...that means I am. I'll listen to whatever you say, because you're clearly my better half."

Monk class backstory:

They killed their foster family as a young child before Sceleritas found them. Because they were out of control then, and now had the eyes of everyone in the Bhaal temple on them, they adopted monastic tendencies (gifted kid + fear)

That deep-seated fear of loss of control still persists in current form Durge (based on the canon origin monologue: "Injured beyond repair, I know nothing besides this: I must resist the Dark Urge, lest is consume my mind.") and leads to sticking with Monk as their class at the start of BG3

Bonus points, they gained admiration from peers in the temple for killing people bare-handed

#why are they barefoot? because they hate shoes #the guardian reveal is going to GUT them #also this ruleset for behavior is going to be fantastic for storycrafting #it is my sincere hope that i have enough spoons to draw dagger more often. and to improve while doing so #there's a hint to their identity in their outfit; i took a tiny bit of liberties #also i gave them bloody plum dye because default does not vibe thank you very much #vitiligo is hard to draw. i need to get better at it. practice makes perfect #bg3 #crowdsourced durge #daggerroot durge #the dark urge #also screw hands #i think the next thing I'll practice is expressions. both for the expressions themselves and to practice getting their face right #my art #real coffee hours #holy shit it's 4 am

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onskepa · 3 months

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If your requests are still open could you do a Ri'nela x reader fic where the reader is an Avatar and they spar together? I love her character so much and I hope we see more of her in the future!

YAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSS!!! My first ri'nela fic!! Thank you so much for requesting her sweetie! You are the best! Alright, hope everyone enjoys this fic!

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Litx

The doors opened for Nesim to enter. Along with her, Ri’nela and so’lek enter, leading Nesim to the conference room. During the walk, ri’nela introduces everyone to the Olo’eykte and give her space. But among the allies in the base, one caught Nesim’s attention.

Further in the back was a dream walker. Litx.

“Does my eye deceive me? Litx!” Nesim calls out to the dreamwalker. And the person in question turned away from their tablet and smiled happily. Nesim and litx meet in the middle of the room, hugging and laughing in joyous manner.

“What is this? These….awful things you called clothes. What Happened to the top my sister made for you? And your necklace? Gone! Where is the Zeswa warrior I trained? Hm?” Nesim wouldn't stop her questions. So’lek didn't looked surprised but ri’nela sure was.

“You were a zeswa?” Ri’nela asked. Litx can only chuckle.

“It is a long story…”

What felt like hours had passed, and Nesim shared some embarrassing stories to the resistance. Like a proud mother giving no privacy to her child. Everyone laughed but ri’nela didnt. Everything that she knew of nerdy litx was nothing compared to what Nesim was telling.

“You make litx sound like a mighter warrior” Nor tells.

Nesim cackles at that, “because she is! Now if only the young ones can follow her example, my clan wouldnt worry as much! But yes, litx, despite being a dreamwalker as you call them. Litx has proven herself among the Zeswa, and I am proud to call her as such”.

“Nesim…” Litx whispers, feeling the heat of embarrassment reach her face.

So’lek noticed how much time was being wasted, so he turns to Nor and takes him to further his training. But before they fully leave, he turns to ri’nela. “At some point ri’nela, you will have to train too. Supplying and assisting won't help you survive in a fight” he tells her. Ri’nela looks down at her tablet, clinging on to it.

“Ri’nela is too nice to fight” Nor tells so’lek. Alma was quick to correct nor, but it didn't comfort ri’nela. So’lek dragged nor out to train. Leaving the ladies alone.

“He is right, you know, we are at war with those humans. Everyone has to learn how to fight, even you, young sarentu” Nesim tells calmly. Ri’nela only nods. Out of those she grew up with, ri’nela felt better working behind the scenes. Being silent yet still trying to make a big impact on the world. Just by living is a big change already. Fighting isn't something she can imagine herself doing.

“Perhaps you can teach me…?” ri’nela asks to nesim. The na’vi in question releases a loud cackle. “Why not join so’lek? He is a good warrior too. You have seen it first hand” the Olo’eykte replies. Ri’nela only shakes her head, “he can be very intimidating, scary even”.

The women chuckle in agreement. Yes, there is no doubt about that.

“I cannot. I must return to my clan, your sarentu fellow must have arrived in the great planes. My people need me and there is much to prepare and protect” Nesim replies with a slight guilt in her voice. Ri’nela catched it but it also made her sad. However, Nesim smirks as she turns to Litx, already thinking ahead.

“I cannot help you, however Litx can” Nesim says.

“She can?”

“I can?”

“Yes, you can skxawng” Nesim hisses as she hits litx at the back of her head, earning a hiss.

“Like I said before, I personally trained litx myself. Showed her everything I ever knew. If litx trains you, it would be like me training you ri’nela. Trust me, litx is a fine warrior who is sadly wasting her skills away” Nesim tells as she playfully tugs ltix’s ear.

“I am not wasting my skills away, I am just needed here more than out there” litx resplies.

“But can you litx…? Can you train me?” Ri’nela asks again, this time with some new hope. Litx scratched the back of her head, hissing slightly.

“Yes she will,” Nesim replies for her. Litx was surprised but tried to protest, her attempts fell short. “No, so’lek is correct. Young ri’nela needs training and I need to go back to my clan. You are the only other option the resistance has. So get your tail moving” Nesim warns.

Sighing in defeat, litx finally complies. And ri’nela smiles in glee.

“Hello my pretties” litx says in awe. Opening her massive storage, she brings out many spears. Some looked nearly identical to the spear nesim brought. Ri’nela was in awe as litx takes them out, handing a few for ri’nela to hold.

“Come, let's go to the open grass field, it's wide enough and hardly any animals go there so you won't hurt anyone or anything” Litx suggests. Nodding ri’nela follows close, already feeling excited and nervous. The field wasnt that far so they made is in a few minutes of walking.

“Alright ri’nela, what form of combat do you know? Defense or attack?” litx asks in wanting to know what specifics the young sarentu knows.

Giving a moment of thought ri’nela responds, “I know how to shoot guns and run really fast. How to use large war machines and fight with blades but that is about it”.

Litx slightly frowns at that. The sarentu ancestors would be angry and rolling in anguish if they heard ri’nela say of her experiences with human machines and practices. That won't do.

“Well ri’nela, the way you were taught is the way of the humans. While useful yes, but you are na’vi, so you will learn to fight like one” Litx promises. While encouraging, ri’nela felt some doubt. Litx was quick to catch that. “Your people, the sarentu, were peaceful. Mighty they were, but fighting is an art I am not really familiar with. So like nesim taught me, I will show you the zeswa way. So, think fast!”

Learning the basics wasn't easy, and training was more difficult. Ri’nela moved too much like a human, Thinking like a human, everything that the young sarentu did was too human. And was something litx had to fix.

“*sighs* ri’nela you could have dodged it easily” litx sighs. Ri’nela groans in frustration, throwing the spear to the ground. “You make it look easy, litx. The spears are heavy and comfortable. Rough and not easy to grab on to. Much less throwing them. I d-”

Ri’nela was silenced by the sudden burst of laughter from litx. Tilting her head in confusion, she just observes the avatar letting out a good laugh. “Oh ri’nela, you truly have a long way to go” litx says. Standing up straight and clearing her voice, the dreamwalker tilts her head to a spot to sit on. Taking a break.

Ri’nela does so, sitting next to litx taking in the calm view of pandora. There was an odd amount of silence, so she decided to break it by asking a question.

“Why did nesim teach you?” ri’nela asks.

Litx took a moment to respond, “simple really. I wanted to learn”. A small smile stretched her lips, remembering the past.

“Learn what?” ri’nela presses on.

“What is not important. What is important is to get you to learn”

“I am trying but-” litx cut her off.

“But this, but that. Ri’nela that is your problem, you are thinking human. You are not human, you are na’vi. How you fight is human, how you move is human. So, stop being human. That is not who you are. Fight, move, talk like a na’vi”

Ri’nela repeats litxs words but looks down in doubt. “I don't even know if I can”

Litx gets up, dusting off her clothes and offers her hand to ri’nela. “Well it is about time that you do”

“Again! With your tail this time, you have a tail so use it!” litx instructs as she spars with ri’nela. The spears were pushed aside from hunting blades instead. Small steps at a time. Ri’nela was trying to balance her movements but kept forgetting to use her tail for proper body balance. Swaying too much on either side always makes her trip without meaning to. Or gripping her knife too loosely. But ri’nela was determined.

“Don't be scared to hurt me. Don't let fear cover your vision. If you hurt me then that is good. A warrior must never fear” Litx continues more. Their hunting blades crash against each other, at times when they clash sparks will fly. Each swing, punch, or a near stab, ri’nela was getting the hang of it. Trying to be familiar with her body in the form of combat.

Ri’nela was pushing litx back, close to a small body of water, while litx was quick in dodging her attacks, she was blind of what wash happening. And ri’nela used that opportunity. Seeing an opening, the sarentu quickly used her tail from under, and wrapping it around litx’s ankle catching her off guard. Using her left feet, ri’nela swept litx off the ground while being quick to release her tail.

Litx fell into the small pond, being surprised by the sudden move. But she wasn't mad, in fact she was proud.

“See? I did use my tail” ri’nela says confidently. Chuckling in amusement, ltix gets up.

“Indeed, well done ri’nela” litx praises. Ri’nela blushes at her words, its not often she hears positive words towards her. It feels nice to be complemented. “Can we continue..? I think I would like to practice more” she says.

Litx smiles and guids ri’nela back to her other weapons. “Good, because we are not stopping now. You got the hang of your blade, now for the real things. We will be using the spears, and hopefully soon ri’nela. You will fight like a true na’vi that you are”.

Ri’nela looks forward to what litx has to show.

Maybe she will rub it in Nor's face later.

Aaaaaaaand that is all for this one! I really enjoyed it since I did my hardest to describe the actions even though I suck at it XD

So until next time! See ya!

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Litx = (blade) sharp

#avatar #avatar the way of water #na'vi x reader #na'vi avatar #avatar 2 #na'vi x human #avatar frontiers of pandora #ri'nela x reader #nesim #zeswa clan #ri'nela x y/n #ri'nela #sarentu clan #ri'nela x avatar! reader

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Idia Shroud (Vignette) – Bloom Broom Birthday

Following is my translation of Idia Shroud’s vignette for his Bloom Broom Birthday card.

Spoilers after the cut!

Part 1

Idia: Alright. Here we go again. I never ask for any of this nonsense on my birthday, and yet they practically shove it down my throat every year. Yaaaay….woo-hoooo….*sigh* Not only do I have to sit down and talk face-to-face with some rando, but they also banned me from using my tablet. Ugh, this sucks. I might not be able to get through this depending on who the presenter is….

(Someone knocks at the door)

???: Please excuse me.

Riddle: It’s me, Riddle Rosehearts. I’ll be your presenter today, Idia-Senpai. Happy Birthday.

Idia: U-ug..h….H-Hello….Actually, you know what...since I didn’t get stuck with one of those party people types, then maybe I can get through this…

Riddle: We see each other quite often, but it’s rare for us to have the opportunity to speak together at length like this. Let’s go ahead and get started with the interview.

Idia: Thank goodness, we can skip all that icebreaker stuff. Ok, let’s make this quick, please.

Riddle: Alright, then here’s the first question: If you could use flying magic and travel to wheresoever you desire, where would you go? Additionally, please note you needn’t take into consideration the amount of magic used to reach your destination.

Idia: I-I don’t really want to go anywhere. Obviously, my room’s my favorite place to be.

Riddle: That’s exactly what I thought you were going to say. You certainly aren’t one to defy people’s expectations…However, as the interviewee, you are required to answer these questions. I'll wring the answer out of you, if I must.

Idia: Yikes. What, is the title of this interview “A Senpai gets threatened by His Kouhai on His Own Birthday!”, or something…? Ahhh, a place I’d like to go to, huh….Oh, wait...

Riddle: Have you landed on something?

Idia: I do kinda wanna go to Hydra Valley.

Riddle: Hydra Valley? If I remember correctly, that’s a valley located in the Kingdom of Heroes. I’ve heard it’s got quite a precipitous rock wall.

Idia: Yup, that’s the one. There’s a legend that a nine-headed beast once claimed the whole valley as its stronghold.

Riddle: I must say I'm quite surprised. I hadn’t thought you’d want to brave such a perilous location.

Idia: Hold it. I never said anything about planning to go rock climbing there or whatever. I’ve got my own reason for wanting to check out the valley.

Riddle: Might I hear it?

Idia: Yeah. It was the filming location for a movie I’ve liked since I was a kid.

Riddle: In other words, you wish to see for yourself how it looks like in real life.

Idia: Exactly. Apparently, since CGI wasn’t all that great back then, and they didn’t have, like, drones to film with, the actors and filming crew actually had to scale the cliff themselves. And you know what else, I even heard the camara operators would use flying magic to film while up in the air. Man, even just watching the movie gets my heart pounding!! I bet since the valley looks that cool in that old movie footage, then it must be even cooler in real life…I guess it’s like, when your curiosity gets the best of you and you wanna go check out something that you just know is gonna scare you.

Riddle: I understand. When you experience things for yourself, it can help broaden your own knowledge. I hope you'll be able to make it to the valley someday.

Idia: Well, if we’re talking about me flying there, that ain’t happening with my skills. And even if I try getting there some other way, it’d just suck up way too much of my time and energy. For indoor types, it’s obvious the best choice is gonna be a 365° panorama VR experience! And if you add a feature that allows the user to experience the smells and weather around them, it’d be even more awesome. Maybe I’ll make a device like that myself one day and do a speedrun through the old filming location!

Part 2

Riddle: The next question is: What subject are you good at?

Idia: Ahh, I guess summoning?

Riddle: That’s one of the more difficult forms of magic - one that requires a wide breadth of knowledge, as well as the ability to correctly perform a number of complex steps in a limited amount of time. I’ve heard there are many students who lack confidence in that subject…and my Heartslabyul students are no exception. Might I ask how you go about your studies?

Idia: Umm, I don’t really do anything I’d consider “studying”.

Riddle: Huh? Then what did you do to become so proficient at it?

Idia: I guess I was able to master the basics just from playing a bunch of video games. I mean stuff like having to input a bunch of commands within a time limit and clearing missions in a specific order… and getting fairies and magical beasts to team up with you by trading items like rare food and plants with them.

Riddle: I’ve never heard of such a thing! To think, there are video games designed to allow one to study the foundations of summoning magic. Could you tell me more about them later?

Idia: That’s what you thought I meant?! Doesn’t surprise me to hear that from Riddle Rosehearts - the guy who’s pulled off getting this far in life without ever coming into contact with any form of entertainment…. Well, I guess if you mean that games can, like, let anybody kinda experience what it's like to perform a summon, then you aren’t totally off base. Besides, summoning magic itself does have some game-like aspects to it, like filling out a bestiary and earning trophies. And nothing beats that feeling of accomplishment you get when you finally crack some obscure spell and manage to summon a rare species.

Riddle: I don’t quite grasp everything that you’re saying, but I can at least understand you’re able to enjoy your studies by incorporating these gamified aspects into them. Idia-Senpai, I’m sorry to stray from our interview’s topics, but might I ask you my own personal question?

Idia: ...“I’m sorry, but” and “I want to ask you something” is a combo I do not like to hear!! Ahh, I’ve got a bad feeling about this… A-alright, if it’s something I can answer, then go for it.

Riddle: Thank you. In a paper you presented on magical devices, there’s a passage where you discuss a robot you’ve created to clean your bedroom. When it comes to cleaning, there’s a lot of work involved such as moving items around and sorting out what should be thrown away. For a mage of your skill level, Idia-Senpai, I imagine it’d be much more prudent to simply use summoning magic to get the job done, would it not? Rather than spending all that time designing a robot to do it.

Idia: Uh-uh. Whenever you summon a familiar or a fairy or whatever, your magic gets drained the whole time you have ‘em out. I mean, yeah, summoning something like a little cleaning fairy is pretty easy to do and doesn’t take up that much energy… but if we’re just talking about two or three pieces of trash, then it’s way more energy efficient just to have a robot go take care of it with the click of a button.

Riddle: Don’t tell me you built that robot simply to have it go pick up a couple pieces of trash… Wouldn’t it be much more “energy efficient” to just do that yourself!?

Idia: Nah, I don’t wanna get up and move around if I don’t have to. This question’s dunzo, Riddle-shi. Let’s get back on track now.

Part 3

Riddle: Well then, we’ve reached the final question. Please discuss the things you’d like to do during the next year.

Idia: ….I wanna go outside.

Riddle: WHAT!!!?? I-I didn’t mishear you, right…?

Idia: Nope, you heard me right. And thanks, you reacted just like I expected. Ortho got hold of some info saying there’s a really good hamburger shop in town, and apparently there’s some sort of limited time event they’ve got going on. So I’ve been wanting to check it out.

Riddle: Is that so…. I can’t say I understand the appeal…

Idia: Figures. Anyways, we could also go spend all day at Whistle Park, the one down by the port. Well, that's only if I got enough gas in my tank to last that long...

Riddle: Idia-Senpai?? Outside!? All day!??..... Ahem, please excuse me. And tell me, what do you envision doing at Whistle Park?

Idia: Do you really need to ask…? Of course, I’d just play video games.

Riddle: You’d really take the time and go all the way outside…just to play video games?!

Idia: It’s ridiculous, right!?! I was sooo excited when I heard some info got released for a new game that was coming out from my favorite series…only to find out it was just a friggin’ location-based game!!!

Riddle: L-location-based…?

Idia: Games that make use of your phone’s location services, and you play them by moving around. A bunch of them have been popping up recently to get people interested in exercising.

Riddle: So wait, that hamburger shop you mentioned before… Do you mean to say that instead of going there to dine at, you’d be going there because…

Idia: …because it’s a designated location where you can collect in-game items and battle people, yeah? Oh, and by the way, Whistle Park’s one of the best areas on the whole island for this game. You’ll get the most bang for your buck by going there.

Riddle: Ah, now I understand. That game must possess some powerful charm about it if it’s able to get you to want to go outside.

Idia: Nah, not really. There’s plenty of other games just like it, and I originally had no intention of playing it. Games like that just don’t really appeal to shut-ins like me, ya know. But then Ortho came up to me one day saying, “Big Brother, let’s play it together!” and he started researching a bunch of stuff about the game’s different locations on the island. It turns out there’s some nearby places we can play at, so I told him we could give it a shot. I figure it's not a bad idea if I go ahead and take the time now to go on lots of adventures together with Ortho, while we're both still going to the same school and all.

Riddle: Our interview has thus concluded. Thank you for such a captivating discussion. The only item left on today’s itinerary is for you to take flight upon the Birthday Road. Please, take this broom.

Idia: Ugh, you make it sound like this part is supposed to be easy… If I go flying around on a showy broom like that, I just know I’m gonna be sticking out like a sore thumb the whole time.

Riddle: How do you mean? I find the cool tones and refined look go well with your robes. Regardless, I’m sure Ortho is growing tired of waiting for you to appear. Please, do start making your way over there now.

Idia: O-oh no!! Not Riddle-shi’s super straightforward compliments! I can’t take it anymore, I’m outta here!!

Idia: Be like the wind, be like the wind, be like the wind…. Get ready, and…!

#idia shroud #riddle rosehearts #twst #twisted wonderland #vignette #my tl

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gumnut-logic · 10 months

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Do you prefer having or not having a schedule?

“Mr Tracy, I have Ian Mach on the phone.”

Scott let his head drop into his hand, his elbow complaining against the wood of his father’s desk. This truly was impossible. Too much work to do.

“Thank you, Carly.” The image of his executive assistant disappeared to be replaced by the CEO of Mach Engineering Technologies. “Ian, how are you today?” Scott forced a smile.

“You are a hard man to pin down, Scott Tracy.” The smile on the man’s face was trying to be pleasant but failing.

“Well, you know what it is like, disasters to attend, people to save.”

“No, I do not.” The smile disappeared.

Scott wilted inside. “What can I do for you, Ian?”

“Have you looked at the proposal?”

Scott stared at him. Proposal? What proposal? His mind clicked through the projects he was currently overseeing and came up blank. “No?”

“You haven’t even seen it, have you?”

Scott poked at his tablet and to his horror, a file appeared under Mach’s name with urgent plastered all over it. Carly had also sent three reminders in the last week.

Shit.

He eyed the date....the bridge collapse in Peru. Virgil had been injured and spent two days in hospital after that.

Shit.

“I am sorry, Ian. There was a family emergency and it must have slipped my mind.”

Mach stared at him a moment. “I feel that your focus isn’t on the important things, Scott. We have two hundred million dollars riding on this project and you haven’t even taken the time to review the basic concept. I’m inclined to offer this project elsewhere if you don’t show me that you are all in.”

Scott stared at the man and his hackles rose. One hundred and fifty-four people were on that bridge and Virgil had managed to save all of them by putting his life on the line. “My ‘focus’ is most definitely on the important things. Tracy Industries values the important things very highly.”

“Then I presume you will be putting our two hundred million dollars at the top of that list now?” Mach raised an eyebrow.

Scott continued to stare at him, variables spinning in the back of his mind. A quick glance down at the proposal and he drew the information off the screen. A breath. “No, Ian. Tracy Industries officially withdraws from this project. We have more important things to focus on.”

Mach stared at him a full moment. “You can’t do that!”

Scott poked at his tablet and sent a short message off to Jack, their lawyer. “Oh, I think I can. Tracy Industries doesn’t do business with companies or persons who put money above what is important.”

“Scott, you-“

With a wave of his hand, Scott cut the man off. There would be fallout and the board would likely go berserk, but Ian Mach was an asshole. Powerful and loaded with money, but an asshole nonetheless. They could do without him.

The click-click of crutches on hardwood and Virgil appeared at the top of the kitchen stairs, his broken leg swinging in its cast. “Did I hear yelling?”

Scott shot up out of his chair. “What the hell are you doing? Take the elevator, Virgil. What if you had fallen?”

Virgil rolled his eyes. “I can tackle some stairs. It’s not major.”

As Scott hurried over to his brother, his tablet pinged three times behind him. One was an incoming call, one was a meeting reminder and one was a very exasperated Jack asking what the hell had he done now?

Scott ignored all of them as he cornered his injured brother and helped him to the lounge.

There were more important things and sometimes the schedule had to be altered to accommodate.

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#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #thunderbirds fanfiction #scott tracy #nuttyfic reblog #I think?#I don't think this is published anywhere #I should check #came across it while looking for something else #file said 2020 and it was from some asks I answered #but in any case #so Scotty :D

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deathsplaything · 11 days

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That's The Tea || Alistair & Mack

LOCATION: The Sugar Pot TIMING: Current PARTIES: Alistair (@deathsplaything) & Mack (@realmackross) SUMMARY: Mack stops by The Sugar Pot to give her girlfriend lunch, only she isn't there. Alistair and Melody are, though! CONTENT WARNINGS: None

It was around eleven, and Alistair had sent out Elora to the store to grab some ingredients they were running dangerously low on that they would undoubtedly need before the lunch rush hit in an hour. There were a few people in the store working on their computers and talking amongst themselves, but it was quiet right now. Quiet enough for Alistair to be alone at the register, at least. Melody was off in the corner counting inventory and marking things down on her tablet. Alistair was wiping down the counter when the bell attached to the door jingled, signifying a customer.

“Welcome to the Sugar Pot!” Alistair called out with a friendly smile, setting the rag under the counter and out of sight. “What can I help you with today?” They followed up with a tilt of their head, that customer service smile plastered on their face. Melody turned to see who it was, then smiled. “Elora’s told me all about you!” She called before looking to Alistair. “It’s Mack, Elora’s girlfriend.” Melody told him before going back to her counting. Alistair slowly nodded their head. Elora did talk about her, now that Melody mentioned it. “Elora stepped out to grab some milk from the store if you were looking for her. She should be back soon, though.”

Alistair took a step back from the register. “If you want to order something, it’s on the house.” They then spoke with a smile. “Anyone close to Elora is a friend of ours.”

Mackenzie had felt like a shit girlfriend lately with Brody being on the brain. Valentine’s Day had come and passed and the one year anniversary of his death was lingering ever so close. And that was a conversation she had yet to have with Elora. Hey, by the way…I ate my fiance and the one year anniversary of his death is coming up…How would she even gauge that conversation? She wasn’t sure, but she did know that she was good at sweeping her problems under the rug, and instead of lingering on it, she decided to surprise her girlfriend with a nice lunch from her favorite restaurant.

This had been the first time she had been to the tea shop, and while flavors and tastes no longer meant the same thing to her, she had at least wanted to check the place out. Little did Mackenzie know, she was about to get her chance as she stepped through the doorway and was greeted by everyone, but Elora, “Uh, h-hey. I just came to surprise Elora with lunch.” Before she could further elaborate, she heard someone explain to the man at the counter who she was - that must have been Melody. She had remembered Elora talking about her.

With a warm smile, she looked between the two before turning her attention back on the person in front of her, “Oh, uh, thanks. What would you recommend that has, like, a lot of cinnamon or spice to it? I like my stuff with a kick.” She sat the bag of food on the counter and let her eyes glance around the shop. She was sure it was full or pleasant aromas, but she barely caught random scents every now and again. It was times like these, when being a zombie sucked.

“She shouldn’t be gone too much longer, and I’m sure she’ll be pleased to see you,” Melody spoke with a bright smile before going over to the counter to help Alistair prepare Mack’s drink. “Ooh, what about a cinnamon oolong tea?” The redhead suggested, as they began to set up a cup in front of them, that a sensor be placed on the side of the cup so they knew when to stop filling the cup. “There’s also a classic chai latte, of course.” They then added as they mulled through the different possibilities. After a few more moments of deliberation, Alistair finally snapped a finger and began preparing a tea bag. “Cinnamon, ginger, cardamom, cloves, and pink peppercorns.” They spoke as they worked, pulling different ingredients from different containers they read with a label reader.

“I’m Alistair, and this is Melody. We’re Elora’s bosses.” They then spoke up, turning around for Mack’s benefit before going back to steaming the milk and placing the spice bag into the liquid. “She talks about you, you know.” He added, feeling a need to embarrass Elora a little. They had a good working relationship. He’d grown fond of the young girl. She was a good one.

“There!” He finally spoke, placing the drink onto the counter in front of Mack and popping a lid and cup sleeve onto the drink and pushing it forward. “One Saigon chai latte.”

Mackenzie stood in awe as she watched Alistair work to figure out the perfect option for her. It wasn’t like she exactly liked telling people that she was dead and spicy stuff was the only thing she could get some sense of a taste from. And though she didn’t want her mind to go there, she had wondered if Elora had said anything about her being a zombie. According to Alistair, they were close. Surely not though. Shut up, Mackenzie. Don’t let your mind go there. Elora loves you. You’re not going to mess this relationship up.

Ever since Brody’s death, the young actress had struggled with the idea of whether or not she had deserved to ever be with someone again, but when Elora came along and had saved her life and then saved her again, her heart was stolen, and she couldn’t help but zone out, as the thoughts of self-destruction slipped away with a vision of the red head. It was only when Alistair had announced what the tea was that Mackenzie realized she was staring into space, “Huh, oh. Sorry, I was…never mind.” She had completely spaced on acknowledging both Alistair and Melody’s names.

Looking down at the cup, the smile that had formed thinking of Elora widened as she went to pick the drink up. But without thinking to keep up appearances by cautiously sipping the hot liquid, Mackenzie turned the cup back and took a rather decent sip, enjoying the way the spices and temperature of the liquid mixed together to give her a burn she could enjoy, “This…this is amazing. You really know what you’re doing.”

Alistair smiled as Mackenzie praised the drink, and they nodded in appreciation. “Seven years of tasting things to get the perfect balance of things. I get quite a few people that appreciate a strong amount of spice in their drinks.” Whether that was because of what they were or just because they liked it that way, Alistair decided not to think too deeply into it. Of course, they were trained to know the afflictions of different undead species. It’s how they were trained. They were taught to have complete control over the undead. After all, they had the power to do so. Still, they actively fought their mother’s teachings all the time. They flashed back to that interaction with the slayer who insisted they relinquish the bezkost’s control so they could at least fight back. In that moment, their mother’s teachings had won over. But was that all they were meant to be? Alistair shook their head, dismissing the thoughts they couldn’t afford to delve too deeply into.

Of course, zombies were always a possibility. But Alistair had actively fought to see a person first, not their affliction. “So Elora says you’re an actress. What’s that life like?” They asked with passing curiosity, moving to start cleaning out the tools they’d used to pour the tea. “I don’t have an ounce of creative talent besides my tea.” They spoke, which earned a bark of laughter from Melody in the corner. “Your singing makes Brutus howl!” She remarked, voice full of amusement. Alistair rolled their eyes. “Yeah, but at least I have fun!” They shot back playfully.

“Well you’re a true master at your craft.” Mackenzie took another sip of the drink. It was too late to feign appearances, but at this point did it really matter? It wasn’t often she found things that legit tasted good, and whatever Alistair had done to it was perfect, “You can tell Elora, she’ll probably be seeing me up here more often, if it means get to drink one of these every time.” She smiled warmly.

Finally parting with the cup, she sat it down on the counter for a brief moment. She wanted to savor the flavor and not drink it too fast. Plus, it was kind of hard having a conversation with someone while she was sipping tea. “I am. It’s…not what you would think. It takes a lot from you, but can also give a lot in return. You really have to want to be in this business, because it’s not the easiest. But I couldn’t see myself doing anything else.” It was true. Mackenzie loved acting and music and what she did for a living. But just like any profession, it could get hard. The only difference? You were in the public eye almost 24/7, and if you screwed up, the whole world would know. That’s why she was so desperate to keep everything regarding Brody private.

Picking her cup back up, Mackenzie took another slow sip, before sitting it back down, “Hey, you are masterful at your craft, and I’m sure that’s something that brings so many people joy.” She glanced over to Melody and laughed at the comment, “And having fun is what means the most. Speaking of…this magic blend, is there any way I can purchase some for home?” She grinned.

Resisting the urge to roll their eyes at the compliment, Alistair simply nodded their head instead, smiling softly at the compliment. “I appreciate it.” They spoke in reply. “I’m glad you like it! We take pride in the drinks we make here.” They added as Mack talked about coming in more often. It was always nice to find a customer that enjoyed their shop as much as they did. They began to pull ingredients with the help of their label reader. “I can get a to-go batch of loose leaf tea for you no problem.” They told the girl with a dismissive wave of their hand. A pouch was put in front of her, and then a funnel was put into it, and Alistair began to pour the ingredients of the tea into the pouch.

“Well my son loves you,” Melody told Mack with a smirk. “So I’m sure he’ll be pleased to know that you enjoy our tea so much.” Alistair rolled their eyes at Melody talking about Tommy, knowing that the kid would absolutely lose his mind at learning that one of his favorite celebrities was going to become a regular of his family’s shop.

“Tommy’s a real wildcard, if you see a mop of blond curls about yay high?” Alistair put their hand out to their shoulder. “Run, he’s probably your biggest fan. I’m pretty sure he’d cry.” They grinned as Melody walked over to Alistair and shoved them. “Oh, leave the poor kid alone.” She told them with a roll of her eyes, though a small smile curling at the corner of her lips gave her away.

“That’s no surprise. Consider me a fan. And the next time I’m in, if I’ve got it within me to branch out, I’ll try something different.” She smiled as she watched Alistair go to work on making the to-go bag for her. Though Mackenzie had missed her life back in Los Angeles, small town life wasn’t shaping up to be so bad. At least not in the quaint sense of things. She could, of course, have done with the supernatural element of her life now, but it had been nice living a slower and somewhat quieter life than all the hustle and bustle of Los Angeles and the other big cities she frequented.

“Really?” Mackenzie turned her attention to Melody, “Do you have a pen and something I could sign, or, you know what? If you have your phone on you, I don’t mind making a quick video for him. Just a little hello you can surprise him with.” She really didn’t mind it. And though she was grateful for the support from people of all ages, kids did make her nervous. Especially since it had been a kid that had given her the bite that changed her life forever.

“I’m sure I can concoct something up to give you something new to try, keeping spice in mind, of course.” Alistair told Mackenzie with a lopsided half-smile. Alistair was good at separating the different aspects of their life. One minute they’re having a cozy conversation with someone about tea, and the next? Well, that was a bit up in the air right now, but they weren't just going to cold turkey stop practicing necromancy just because the ghost of his dead partner told them to. Their face fell momentarily at the thought before forcing that same polite expression upon their face.

“Don’t be fooled, he’s twelve and has an attitude to rival a god.” Alistair warned, pointing a finger in Mack’s direction, which earned a swat from Melody. “He’s just being a pre teen.” She corrected with a dramatic sigh. “Here, he’d love a video.” She spoke, pulling out her phone and handing it over. Alistair just rolled their eyes, though there was a fond smile on their face. “Tommy is basically your adopted son, the least you can do is vouch for him.” Melody mumbled with a frown, which caused Alistair to sigh in return. “I love the kid, I do. You know I do.” Was all they said in response before going back to cleaning the equipment they’d just used to make Mack’s tea.

“I can’t wait!” She really couldn’t. She was excited for what new concoctions they would soon come up with for her. Mackenzie could tell Alistair and Melody were pros at what they did. And judging by the massive amounts of tea positioned neatly around the shop, she knew she was in the right place. No wonder Elora had chosen to work here. Mack was almost tempted to come and join her, but she had loved her bartending gig at Dance Macabre. It was perfect for someone who rarely slept.

“Aren’t they all like that?” Mack laughed as she took the phone. She had enjoyed the banter between Melody and Alistair, and if Tommy was half as witty as his family, she was in for a real treat if she ever met the kid.

Flipping the camera so it would face her, the young actress hit record as she made a video message for Tommy. It had seriously felt like a Cameo moment, something she was never personally interested in. It had already felt weird having people pay her for her signature or a picture, but paying for a personal video online…it was too much. She’d much rather do it out of the kindness of her heart. When she was finished, Mackenzie closed out the video catching the time in the process, “Oh shit. I’ve gotta dip. I’ve got a shift at Dance Macabre tonight. But hey, thank you so much for getting me hooked on your tea. I’ll be back when this is gone.” She pulled out her card and paid for the bag of tea, “If you don’t mind making sure Elora gets this.” Mack pushed the bag of food forward, “Thanks again!” And with that, she was out the door and headed home to get ready for work.

#That's the Tea #threads #realmackross

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skykashi · 8 months

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Just wanted to chime in on what I've been seeing just now about those AI accusations to try and help put your mind and heart at ease as a fellow artist who's been accused of essentially art theft in the past because of moderate style variations(someone I considered one of my best friends accused me of tracing a piece they'd done of one of their characters because the nose on the sketch I did of him (while having their piece up to the side so I knew what he looked like) looked too similar in their opinion to the one they'd done, along with another piece I used photo reference for). Don't let that person get to you - they obviously have nothing better to do with their time than target random people with accusations they have no proof of, acting like some divine authority on what human-driven art is supposed to look like. Like, demanding proof that someone made a piece is so borderline-dystopian to me, and to claim that your motivation is like, protecting artists from being hurt then go and... accuse an artist of theft/lying for no good reason to the point where they consider leaving the fandom space you claim you're trying to keep 'safe'? Wild. Them saying it must be AI because it's 'soooo different from your usual style' is also insane to me. Styles can literally change on a day-to-day basis depending on a variety of factors. Artists try new things and end up with wildly different results sometimes. I sometimes use really thick lines while other times I push myself to go as thin as possible. Sometimes I go freehand and other times if my tablet's acting up or I just don't feel like plugging it in, I've used vector lines on a premade sketch before using just my mouse to gain ultimate control over line weight, transparency, curves and angles, etc. I've also tried out lineless, going rounder or more angular with my shape language, used 3D models as reference for anatomy in some pieces and freehanded others, etc. Also, it like... costs nothing to mind your own business, am I right? LMAO Keep up the good work and I hope you keep creating and improving even more from here. Stay safe and well and protect your creative spirit against those who would doubt you!

Ikr? I might have understood it if every single thing I post looks completely different from the other but making those claims for one piece that is meant to be different is just wild lol, like I don't know, am I supposed to submit a request first before trying to experiment with new things?

Anyway, thank you so much for all of your kind words, I was really upset yesterday and was thinking what's the point of trying anymore if that's what I will get in the end but I feel much better today thanks to all the wonderful support everyone has shown me 🥺❤️ you guys have no idea how happy and lucky I am to have such a supportive and wholesome community 😭❤️❤️

#my asks #sky answers

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real-life-senshi · 2 months

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hellow, i hope so far you´re doing ok since i saw you were struggling a bit with your health. though i'm quite new to your content i finally got the time to check some of your writings, i'd say i ended pretty hooked on them ahsfgsdjhs, tbh i'm not much of a fic reader of anything at all, specially since i don't think i have seen anything sailor moon related since my teens lmao. But i still wanted to let you know that i'm glad i have found it, as i tried to recall some about the pgsm plot (there's a chance i must have ended rewatching it ahsjhdsj and my gosh there were so many subtle things i missed 'cause i watched it when i was quite young haha) there were some other things that came to my mind that i wish were explored on the series, curiously most of it i found it on your fics 🤣 (i really like the way you expanded the pgsm characters through your stories) there were even some parts when i could 100% visualize them, may i have randomly doodle some stuff, who knows(?, oh! and your drawings as well, i saw this one about the Final Act *chef kiss*👌

There are other things i'd like to comment but i don't want to spoil anything as in Ao3 there are only 6 of the rest unlike the other fic site; i'm a big fan of the V manga (it's probably the one i sometimes read to remind myself why Minako is one of my fave characters ever! though my 11 year old self would disagree cause was obssesed with Manga/tokusatsu Mars😂 ) and also the continuity of the past life lore, whether if at some point in a near future as long as you're doing ok, please take care, for real. I'm looking forward to stay tuned if there's anything new from you 🙌

omg omg omg omg!!!!

You are the sweetest! 🥹Thank you for dropping by and leaving this lovely message in my inbox. Your keyboard smashing makes me go askdfhdsafdk as well! It's the highest praise one can give me. LOL😂

And jfc your amazing EoT based art? And there's potentially more doodles???? I can't believe that's happening to one of my stories. It's just not something I thought would ever be possible I don't even know what else to say except for repeating 'thank you' x10000 time.

Your message definitely encouraged me to finish chapter 7 instead of stalling some more. Made my week knowing one more person enjoys my attempt at writing a sequel. <3 My plan for the story is so ambitious sometimes I wonder if I'll be able to finish it. I even have plans to write a past life prequel and hope to do a bridging Black Moon story before introducing a Mugan arc sequel to EoT... That's 3 more stories total... and right now writing at a snail's pace, I don't know if that's ever possible... :'(

I'm finally on the road to recovery so it's getting easier for me to sit in front of my laptop for hours on end again. I've been mostly using video games to distract myself from the discomfort coz I can easily change positions while holding the console with no problem. With a laptop... there's a limitation with the keyboard for writing and the mouse for drawing. (LMAO I still use a mouse to draw. Never learnt to properly use a drawing tablet, even though I bought one long ago it just gathering dust now...)

Yeah... I think I peaked with the final act illustration when it comes to fanart. lol Knowing I did manage to make something with a quality that even surprised me, I've been overthinking and overcomplicating all the new ideas I want to do and then my brain and hand freeze and things are left as wip. 🙈

I'm really glad you enjoy my blog content. I practically owe my life to PGSM, I Iove the series with my whole being, cheesiness and faults and all. So it makes me really happy when my blog can help introduce or reignite interest in the series for other people! <3

I hope you don't mind me posting this reply instead of responding privately. I want to keep your message archived on my blog coz I love it so much. <3

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themultifandomgal · 2 years

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His Queen Pt4

2006

Once again I wake up in the crampt space

"hal ant mustayqiz hubiy" (Are you awake my love?) I hear Ahk say next to me, muffled by the badges that I know are around him as they are me

"naeam eazizati" (yes dear) I reply just as muffled. I then hear Ahk banging on his sarcophagus, I sigh knowing this happens every time we awaken

"Yell all you want Pharaoh. You've been in there 54 years, your not getting out tonight" I hear a man sternly say

"tahdiat malakiun" (calm my king) I calmly say wanting to listen to what the man is saying to I believe someone else

"There's the source of all this commotion. The Tablet of Ahkmenrah. Arrived here in 1952 from the Nile Expedition. On that night, everything in this museum came to life and every night since"

"So everything in this museum comes to life every night?"

"Exactly" the two men continue to talk

"And I'm supposed to do what?"

"Your the night watchmen Lawrence. A venerable position in this institution" the one man yells which makes the other one scream

"limadha" (why?) I sigh to myself

"If that one is Ahkmenrah" I presume the man Laurence is pointing at Ahks sarcophagus "this must be..."

"Amunet, his Queen, indeed Laurence"

"Not much is knows about her, just she only ruled alongside her husband for 10 months before dying during childbirth" I chuckle to myself knowing that was incorrect

"Come on lad"

"Alright, ok. This is impossible"

"Nothing's impossible if it can be dreamed it can be done" the voices get quieter as I think they must be leaving. That night Ahk and I talk and reminisce about our time in Egypt.

Talking to one another and our past continues on to the next night, but the night after I'm woken up to the sound of a roar, which isn't uncommon, but tonight something feels different

"ya hubiy , yabdu al'amr kama law 'anana numnan lifatrat 'atwal. 'asheur kama shaeurt eindama aistayqazna lilmarat al'uwlaa" (my love, it feels as though we have slept longer. I feel as I did when we awoke for the first time) my eyes widen wondering what has been going on

"asheur bih aydan" (I feel it too) just the we hear a yell

"Nicky!" it sounds like Laurence

"Just in time Larry. We were just locking up" a voice I recognise says, so it isn't Laurence then it's Larry? this kinda sounds muffled which means they aren't to close, but the real question is who are all of these new people?

"Sleep tight hotshot"

"Teddy, Teddy if your out there I need you pal!" I hear Larry yell

"ma aladhi yahduth hunaka?" (whats going on out there?) I ask, but I know Ahk will also be wondering the same as me. I can still hear talking but it's not clear.

Ahk continues to scream and yell to get some one to let him and I out when finally I hear a crash

"Hey, hi. How you doing? Sorry to bother you, but your guys there, your jackal guys. Do you think you could ask them to back off please? 'cause we're not trying to hurt you and I think they think we are. Think you could possibly do it, now!" Ahk yells in Egyptian for our jackals to stop "thank you" this Larry breathes out

"tamsik bihabiy , sa'akhrujuk" (hang on my love, I'll get you out) Ahk says groaning

"Dad!" a little boy yells, maybe this is Nicky? I hear Ahk cough

"You would not believe how stuffy it is in there" finally I can hear my sarcophagus open up. I sit up and feel someone, most likely Ahkmenrah taking my bandage off. When I open my eyes I see him in front of me, my handsome husband, not aged a single bit from when I last saw him. He helps me out of my sarcophagus when I see a little boy and man stood in our tomb

"How come you can speak English? can you speak English?" the little boy asks

"We went to Cambridge university" I speak in English

"You went to Cambridge?"

"We we're on display in the Egyptology Department. I am Ahkmenrah, forth king of the fourth king, ruler of the land of my fathers"

"And I am Amunet daughter of the moon God"

"Ughh I'm Larry, son of Milton, and this is my son, Nick. And we hail from Brooklyn" Larry speaks "well I do. I mean he comes out and stays with me on Wednesdays and ever other weekend. That was the err custody agreement that we had" Ahk and I look at one another confused before looking back at Larry and Nick

"Larry Nick guardians of Brooklyn, we are forever in your dept. Now bestow the tablet upon me so that I may assume command of my kingdom"

"Oh yes. Ok the tablet. I would... love to bestow it upon you, but we don't actually have it"

"Excuse me?" I step forward frowning "we're is it?"

"It's been stolen, ask your jackal friends to open up the gate and we will get it back to... bestow it to you" I look at Ahks face to see he's looks furious.

#ahkmenrah x reader #ahk #ahkmenrah #Ahkmenrah imagine #a night at the museum

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shakooo · 6 months

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HI☺️ weeeell i come to give a little message <33 because i wanted to thank each and every one of the people who requested a commission!!!! you don't know how much you helped me and i thank you from the botom of my heart for that as you have no idea‼️💖

i must also thank the people who are always here supporting me or interacting with me :"))) this month i was only able to upload commissions but i really had to take the time to make them of good quality and put all my effort into them 😌 i must also say that the commissions will not close FOR A LONG time since i'm still saving for the tablet :'3 but anyway, if i evr close them i will be letting you know ^^ now that it's over all the pending commissions that i had, i will be able to continue with the projects that i have as well as the askblog or more comics only with less frequently becuase i want that even if i publish little, it is of quality

(also because i just came out of a somewhat "discouraged"episode (? in a certain way, but i regained inspiration, thanks to the people who gave me messages of encouragement TvT) i know i'm always apologizing for not bringing you some new drawing or thanking all of you, but AGHGHH i swear ido it because i feel happy to be here, all of you guys are so kindly and that should be appreciated, sorry if i went on too long, but i have to do it whenever i can, i will do it💖 THANK YOU AAAALL GUUUYYS

#my stuff #the commissions will continue open!!#really thanks #i will continue with my projects and i will continue practicing to bring you good things #i hate feeling that way at certain times and that can last for months but well we're back to normally ;>

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theomnicode · 2 years

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Oh man... apparently there was a hidden easter egg message sent out in OPM mobile game.

Today on 29th of September 2022

Titled: "Latest News from the Hero Association"

In morse code.

And it reads:

"I am here to test my new weapon"

I have multiple questions. (morse code tablet here)

Who is here to test and what weapon?

Also anybody enlighten me if today's some kind of significant day across the globe or in japan? Like specific holiday or event or something? That may also be significant clue.

Genos just got a message from Hero association too, in the last chapter.

Is...Genos the new weapon? Of whom? Of Hero association or...some secret baddie?

Sure, at a glance it could just be Metal Knight foreshadowing too and him making an appearance, since him testing out weapons is basically his thing. I think he is slated to appear very soon if we follow WC and apparently he also appears in the trailers for the opm mobile game, but it may be also related to something else entirely.

But this is not something we really need to be told that he's gonna appear anyway is it? But some hidden subtext. People have read the WC and they've seen trailers.

Perhaps it's related to the very end of special Saitama mission in OPM Game: A hero nobody knows. Where player character gets tasked to retrieve the Runaway son of one of Association upper brass and the boy has left behind a crumpled note?

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The Runaway boy leaves a note behind, but it's a coded message for the player character to decode (player character may mean us irl people btw).

Not unlike the morse code message people who play the mobile game received today.

The crumpled note, which Saitama and player character decode, reads: "By the riverside."

I have already put thoughts into this game and the easter egg and if it comes to fruition...oh boy we're in for some good shit.

Runaway Boy’s note: Please don’t be sad. I can look out for myself, so there’s no need to come looking for me. But enough bragging. Please just leave me alone, I’ve had enough. Saitama: “What even IS this?” Saitama: “Aha. code. Uses the first letter of each line. This kid’s a real piece of work huh?” Saitama: “Let’s see…"By the riverside.” Saitama: "Well to the river it is then. Sounds like the kid’s dying to be found.” Saitama: “Let’s get it over with. He must be at that attention-craving age.” Saitama: “But is this really a job for heroes? Who knew babysitting was in our job description.”

The riverside and dying to be found?

The Sanzu river.

Specifically, the riverbead of dead.

Similarly to the Sanzu-no-Kawa, there is also the Sai no Kawara (賽の河原, lit. "Riverbed of Death"), a boundary by which the souls of children who died too early cross over to the realm of the Dead, with the help of Jizō, a Kami/Bodhisattva who helps the souls of children who died too early to avoid the attentions of the Oni and of Shozuka-no-Baba and Datsueba.

I wonder what kind of animation Murata-sensei has been working on, hmm...

Not an omake, original animation but actually related to the storyline progression? Can I hope?

If these two are related...hell yea shits gonna do down. I'm excited and there's not even a chapter next week since Murata has been working on animation and volume 27 instead.

I'm here crossing my fingers that the shoe finally drops.

Edit: I FOUND THE REFERENCE!

TODAY IS MANEKI-NEKO DAY!

Coincidentally, mister Murata also tweeted this from Makoto Furukawa (Saitama's VA).

(This is 100% planned foreshadowing, I bet he's in on this)

Oh, I didn't know it was Maneki Neko Day 🐈. Thanks for all the congrats!!! And thanks for making my tag again this year! I'll try my best this year to make it a good one! Thank you!

I present thee

Maneki-neko pose.

Something I already made a meta post about.

Genos is 100% the new weapon being referenced here.

But of Hero association that the message came from and the urgent business he had to attend with? Maybe? Not sure.

Somebody is coming around to test out their new weapon though.

I wonder if HA is going to put pressure onto Genos to make up for other S-rank heroes still being indisposed. He's a cyborg and he's one of the few people who wasn't affected by radiation.

HA wants a new final weapon now that Tatsumaki is also pretty hurt huh?

This might compel Genos to not think about his own or Saitama's needs if the Hero association needs him to make up for all the other S-rankers and work him to the bone. Or take some other drastic measures, such as maybe using an untested core to get more power faster...

I do wonder, if it makes Genos a weapon in more ways than one.

#opm #one punch man #opm mobile game #easter egg #morse code #one punch man game #opm wc spoilers #Youtube #opm meta #opm manga panels

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elvendara · 2 years

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MYSME-FICTOBER 14 OCT '22

Sweets

October 14th 2022

“These look fantastic Yoosung!” MC squealed as her chocolate brown eyes took in the variety of sweets on display.

“You think so? I worked really hard on this one, the crew was amazing too. Not sure I’ve gotten much sleep in the last few weeks, but it’s well worth it.” The blond was proud of his creations and happy to hear the RFA’s opinions on them. This was the first Halloween fundraiser, and he was ecstatic that Jumin and MC had asked him to cater the event. It was a different role from the one he’d previously had with the organization, but Saeran had filled the vacancy with ease.

His amethyst eyes scanned the crowd, and he quickly spotted his redheaded boyfriend with a headset on and a tablet in his hands. The man could tap on the tablet and give verbal commands without missing a beat. His gaze was pulled away as Jumin made his way towards the table. His body elegantly attired in a masquerade black and silver suit and a matching mask.

“You really have outdone yourself Yoosung, I must thank Saeran for encouraging you to follow this path, although I have missed out on an excellent apprentice.” He chuckled as he picked up a pumpkin tart shaped like, well, a pumpkin.

“Not to mention the rest of the food you’ve created. My particular favorite is the spaghetti zombie brains.” MC said.

People were drawn to the buffet. A lot of chatter began as they partook of the feast. It made Yoosung blush to hear such compliments and watching the pleasure eating his food brought to everyone. He didn’t hear a single complaint.

“I should take care of the auction, if you will both excuse me.” Jumin bent his head as he turned and walked away.

“I should probably take care of my own responsibilities.” MC gave Yoosung a short hug and swished away in her golden gown, the tail trailing behind her and shining in the twinkling lights strung on the ceiling.

The blond went back into the kitchen to restock some of the sweets, as they were quickly disappearing. His people and those Jumin had hired to work the event were busy, running in and out of the kitchen, one almost slammed into him, thankfully, the man held the tray he carried effortlessly. After the near miss he headed towards the packed treats when he saw a familiar red head.

Saeran, tablet in hand, fingers tapping away faster than seemed possible, had a mummy finger sandie cookie in his mouth. Yoosung watched in awe as the man quickly chewed it up and the cookie disappeared into his mouth. The other man didn’t skip a beat, nor did he take his eyes off of the tablet, as he snatched up another treat and stuffed it in his mouth, fingers going right back to what he had been doing on the tablet.

“Save some for the guests babe.” Yoosung said as he stepped closer to his boyfriend.

“Mmph?” Saeran looked up, mint green eyes as wide as a child who had been caught stealing candy. It made Yoosung laugh. It also made his heart soar to see the joy his pasteries brought to not only the people out in the grand room, but to those closest to him. Saeran had been invaluable as a taste tester, and of course, since he had such a sweet tooth, he had loved the job.

“Mm, sorry…I couldn’t help myself.” He set his tablet down and gave Yoosung a sheepish smirk. “They taste so good! Just like you.” He grinned and pulled Yoosung into a hug, planting a sweet kiss on him.

Yoosung heard the snickers around them, but he didn’t care. He was happy, it was one of the best days of his life, and he was going to enjoy it!

#my posts #@mysme-fictober #mysme fictober 2022 #day 15 #Sweets #Yooran #Yoosung Kim #Saeran Choi #Jumin #MC #RFA #fundraiser #one day late

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autismsupermusicalassassin · 2 years

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Day n Light (a moonknight star wars crossover)

plot: after the fight with the first order on Crait , Poe Dameron starts having dreams about a mysterious man with DID ties with the Moon god. Poe, Rey and Finn including the adorable BB8 lands on earth accidentally after being attack by the first order. With three of them separated they met Steven Grant/ Marc Spector after an mistaken Identity , the four must help stop forces beyond their level.

a/n: remember this was written by a autistic author/actress 🌙

Chapter 4

Earlier Rey and Finn try to find Poe and BB-8 since they left the falcon on this planet which to them was both amazing and terrifying because it was out of their normal what shocks them is that earth only has one moon and sun instead of two.”Unbelievable” Finn awe at the sights “there's strange transportation on those round things, and the smells” he inhales a small near a restaurant “smells nice, and those plants.” pointing sunflowers “Agree Finn it smells nice, this place looks nice, and peaceful “ rey replied “But that doesn’t get us any closer into finding Poe or bb8 anywhere”

“I know but still this planet is nice though, and theses people look like us” He pointed out making Rey smile at his childlike wonder “ I do to finn-” She stopped mid sentence and saw a man being followed by a droid that looks almost like “Finn you look” He turns to see what she is looking at and his mouth drop “Is that….BB-8?” she nodded “he going into that building “ The Both looked at eachother and went into The Museum .

They couldn’t believe their eyes yet again , the building inside was massive and beautifully artistic , with the egypt exhibit being well presentable ,”I never seen these markings as an language ,” Rey said while eyeing a the tablet that was cover in ancient arabic “Me enther “ finn replied looking around and pointed at the gift shop where they see the man from earlier outside the museum with BB-8 fallowing him “hey Rey there’s bb8 with that man” The both of them turn to where that bb8 with the man that looks a lot like “BB-8, Poe!” she shouted jogging towards the shop Finn following behind her.

Steven looks up and sees a woman no older than 19 coming up to him and Bb-8. Hearing his name BB-8 rolls towards his friend who hug the droid “ we were worried about you Beebee '' she told then droid who beeps at her with happy beeps , “she probably his owner “ steven thought before he can kindly ask her name , the woman hug steven “Ummm….”

“Thank the Maker Poe Dameron we were looking for you and BB-8 for hours” she told him , giving the woman a weird look “Um, Im sorry but is this your robot or something, because In my defense it’s fallow me “ he told her “Also, what did you just called me?” The question left Rey confuse Finn finally coming up behind her on standby to prevent another argument happening “what do you mean Poe? this is your droid bb-8, and what are you wearing?” She asked “Poe” these questions , which making Steven really nervous “Miss, I don’t remember owning the droid , I just found him on my way to my flat, these are my clothes “ steven told her pulling out his nametag to show rey and finn “and My name is Steven with a V , not this Poe Dameron fella“ Steven look at them and the corner of his eye sees marc telling him to calm down and let him take control so he can deal with this situation “you know what, if you keep calling me by that name I swear I’ll freak the bloody out “ Steven starts to panic as rey tries to touch his head and Finn started to say “Rey don’t please don’t use the force on Po-” then Rey saw it through the force.

A/N: chapter 5 will have Rey to see Steven/Marc memories and Poe Dameron reappearance of this story soon 🧡🌙🧡🌙💗

#poe dameron #marc spector #steven grant #moon knight #jake lockley #poe dameron is my space boyfriend #star wars moon knight crossover #bb8 #rey of jakku #finn star wars #Poe Dameron

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eristic-kaleidoscope · 1 year

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National Treasure: Book of Secrets | Erik | Trial 2.3 | Re: Just Erika, Byrne, END, Kenshin, Airika

Midway through walking clockwise around the trial circle to Byrne, Erik freezes as Just Erika posits the theory that proved in the next few moments to be as unpopular as it was wrong. He lets out another hitched breath, counts to seven, and then thanks whatever deity must be looking down on the group right now that he hadn't gone in the other direction. Because just as much as he does like Just Erika, he's not sure he could have stopped himself from shouting at her. "Cosette would never have given up so easily, not when she still had so much to live for." He reiterates quietly, before moving on to where Byrne is.

Handing the pen to him, he waits quietly as Byrne writes down something on the piece of paper. Reading it while comparing the note in his hands to it, Erik visibly nods, before quietly asking Byrne for a hug. It's exchanged, and the two men separate after that. Before he leaves, Erik also squeezes Erisu's hand comfortingly, then heads back the way he came. Once he's back at his seat, Erik remarks, "The handwriting, as expected, does not match. We still don't have Arakiel's, but I'm not going to bother with trying to get his if he is deadset on not sharing it. I don't think it would be of much help, anyways." Know when to fold them, he supposes. There are better things to focus on, anyways.

(cw: discussion of suicide)

"I echo what Airika has to say about Cosette and Identity Theft. They told me in confidence as well, and I don't believe it has anything to do with the crime at hand." He tilts his head. "I can vouch for Kenshin-san, and besides... It's unlikely anyone would be writing a letter to him with his alias in mind. I can also vouch that Eri's real name does not begin with that either, as they were unintentionally outed to us during our VR run. I will not reveal any more details than that, however, unless any of those two are comfortable with sharing. That being said, while I understand not everyone will take me at my word or consider it enough to clear xem, given some of the other things that had been unfortunately outed to us during the run, it's impossible for Eri to have left Cosette in that sort of state or participate in what is tantamount to assisted suicide."

There's a bite in his tone that's undeniable, and it has nowhere to go. But his anger will be brought to bear soon enough.

"There are a few other things about the crimes on the list I can talk about, but I have to stress that the act of serial killing was not the only crime that kept getting floated upwards. Originally, Criminal Sabotage was in fifth, and whoever was manipulating the order of revelations had it bumped up to second. I'm also relatively certain that Aiding and Abetting has nothing to do with the Serial Murderer, because the two people I've identified that belong to these should have nothing to do with each other's crimes." That's a pretty bold statement, but Erik doesn't even look fazed to be admitting that he knows more than he's letting on. "Put it this way: why is there a bottle of DeLight gummies marked clearly as prescription medication in that cabinet? Who was it meant for? Then take into account the blurb in Serial Murder: This perpetrator both directly and indirectly killed countless others with items of their own making."

Erik exhales, massaging the bridge of his nose. "I'm all but certain one of us is responsible for the creation of those gummies and likely many more items on the side, and through them, contributed to the deaths of many people to be eventually earmarked as responsible for Serial Murder. Did someone else come to the same conclusion and decided they needed justice done? Does that have anything to do with the case at hand? I suppose we'll have to find out."

(cw end)

At END's request, he deliberates the idea for a while, before eventually deciding. "I don't mind removing my gloves, but as a warning, what you see isn't going to be very pretty." With that ominous declaration, Erik sets his tablet and evidence pile aside, before rolling up his sleeves to the mid-forearm, and then pulling off his treated leather gloves.

(cw: description of burn injuries)

Even from where it is revealed beyond his wrist, the group can see the splotchy, scarred skin that takes up most if not all of the exposed space on both of his hands and arms, as if it had been exposed to hot temperatures for far too long. The scars seemingly stretch further up his arms on both ends, but some of the worst scars can be seen on his palms, his knuckles, his fingers. A patchwork of blight in red, branded beyond mere blisters... you wonder how bad it really is.

(cw end)

What's important to note is that none of those injuries look fresh, nor do any of them look like they're bleeding or recently opened. "I would prefer not to take off my mask." He states flatly. "Not that it would reveal anything beyond what you can guess has happened to me."

He gingerly wears them once again, and then prepares for what comes next.

#Azr #chapter2 #trial2 #submission

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iadoreyoungmen · 2 years

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I've been kidnapped by tiktok, yeah I succumbed to the draw and yes get carried away...

As for me, well seeing as toy asked.

I've been busy at home doing work on yhe house and now the garage.

My health is much better and I'm 1st 9lbs lighter than a year ago. So far at 10st 13lbs just, the scales won't give me the 10st win, pops back to 11st just. Thanks also to guys on here who are super skinny, though that is not the goal your determination did help me and give me inspiration so thanks guys.

Not just have I lost weight but a lot from my tummy which was my main incentive and as a 5' 4" shorty 12st 9lbs was very much obesity. I've lost it from all over as well so looking good now, plus I drop a shoe size lol so my trainers are a little on the big size now.

This weight loss is not just to look good, I get a lot of back pain so carrying less helps and rolling over in bed actually is improving and waking me up less, if only the shoulder pain would go, more about that later in my super post.

I've been working hard, gardening and DIY so that burns fat, plus now I'm exercising daily which helps. Plus walking, 10,000 or more steps daily.

I've also noticed my libido increasing and omg, wood (hard on) have returned in the mornings to an unprecedented level.

I've so far reduced tablets, off my happy pills (sertraline) as I call then. Off omeprazol which is awesome, must of been taking these for 5 years or more. Reduce my pain killers which is not massive and I'm still in daily pain but hey, their not good for you, only numb the pain it never cures it or goes away fully.

Tranexamic acid is the next step, taken for swellings mostly face and tongue but can be anywhere on my body including believe it or not my foreskin which was amazingly swollen and the doctor had the cheak to ask of I've always had that much foreskin. This tablet is taken daily, twice a day 2 x 500mg bit seeing as I've not had swellings in nearly a year now I'm going to give it a go, in around another month or so.

So, seems good and getting better.

So is my shoulder pain. I have osteoarthritis which firstly affected my left shoulder, so much so I couldn't put my coat on or lift things properly, so after numerous (LOADS) of hospital visits, injections and physio they operated and after it healed which seemed like forever it was great.

Then the pandemic hit and my right shoulder started giving me trouble, typical eh.

So, what to do. After all I'm not going to get doctors appointments or hospital visits for a while so it was down to me.

I started gentle exercises and into the pain a little, every day in the shower. Knowing I would remember in the shower so would do they regularly.

It's been a year and still improving. I have 50% more use and can lift and stretch for things where I couldn't before. The pains are less doing daily activities where before it was uncomfortable and now my sleep is improving.

I sleep on my side so shoulder pain is awful but improving so I'm continuing to do it and more exercises I can think of tpeep the joint supple.

So that's me, healthier, happier and omg hornier.

I dare say I've bored most people to death so far but for anyone interested I've proved to myself exercise does help as longs as you do it regularly .

I'm NOT a doctor or health specialist but have seen lots and lots and lots so know what they say.

I really, really hope this has helped someone and feel free to ask any questions

Added to this (update), I realised some more good news, my BP is normal. A few years ago a general test at the doctors showed I had high blood pressure, for a short arse at 5'4" 12st wqs considered to be the issue, after all I walked enough and had a busy life but a little stressed I'll admit. But now 120/69 I'm happy with.

Thanks for reading

Paul

#health #weightloss #bp #shoulder pain

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