#The Thunder Moon Chronicles

[lienwyn]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

Oh my! Thank you <3

It's honestly a little difficult to pick, but I think I have to go with:

1. Hyperborean - The Losers (Cougar/Jensen, 127 000 words)

Will forever be a favourite since it was the first novel-length AU I wrote where I just let my imagination and world-building run WILD. I just had so much fun with the world I created, the various details, the lore, the social structures etc. It was also challenging to write (in a good way) and managed to include some twists for the reader ;) If I ever were to file the serial numbers off a fic and try to publish it as an original novel, it would be this one. Because, well, this kind of made me realise that, yeah, I CAN write a book if I want to — and I can make it dramatic and epic and wonderful. I’m actually capable of that. Yay me!

2. Autonomy - Marvel (Bucky/Tony, 184 000 words)

I guess I can’t NOT mention Autonomy? Just like Hyperborean, I went crazy with the world-building and had so much fun exploring the HYDRA virus vs. the Rebirth Serum, Tony’s backstory, and just... everything. It was my first for the ship and I remember being SO nervous about the characterisation, but I’ve been told it’s pretty solid, so thank god for that x’D This was also the fic that more or less introduced Winter to the Winteriron fandom (and he has, since then, become a fanon staple, to the point where not many even know this was his origin) and I guess I can feel a little proud over that?

3. Allies - The Hobbit (Bard/Thranduil, 20 000 words)

I am so ridiculously attached to this fic it’s kind of funny, since no one really cares about it? Except me, I guess (and my wife, but she’s partial). I LOVE this one since this fic, more than any other I’ve written, is where I managed to hit JUST the right tone and pitch. This sounds and feels EXACTLY the way I want it to and I had a lot of fun with the more old-fashioned, fantasy-ish style. Also,Thranduil’s POV is, hands down, one of my favourite POV’s I’ve EVER written. I had an absolute blast and some of my absolute favourite lines I’ve ever written are in this fic.

4. Who Holds the Devil - The Devil Judge (Ga On/Yo Han, so far 142 000 words)

Not finished yet, but already a favourite. Possibly one of the best things I've ever written? Not in terms of pacing, perhaps (since it's hella long already and nowhere near done) but because of the way I get to really pick these characters apart and explore their behaviour and emotions. There are so many nuances, details, and facets and it’s just SO fascinating. Also, I feel like I get to be more experimental with my word choices and sentence structures thanks to all the dreams, which is an absolute delight. I’m just really enjoying this one since it feels like I’m growing and learning a lot. Also, it’s very satisfying to write such complex and fascinating characters. Will, without a doubt, beat my current record for The Slowest Burn Ever to Burn a.k.a. “It took them HOW long before they kissed?!” (see below).

5. The Thunder Moon Chronicles - Teen Wolf (Derek/Stiles, 292 000 words)

The first. The one that started it all. While the writing isn’t on par with what I can do today, this was still the start of something so much greater than I could ever have imagined. I’d promised myself I had to write at least one fanfic before I died and decided I might as well go big or go home. So I wrote a third season for Teen Wolf which ended up being almost 300k. Yeah. My first fanfic was 300k. And it’s not even one of those “let’s write and see what happens” fics. Oh no. This is a tightly planned epic with three parts, each with their own dramatic curve that together form a cohesive story, with a burn so slow it took Stiles and Derek 200k to kiss. To this day, I still can’t understand how I managed to pull that off. My guess is blissful ignorance. I just didn’t understand how easy it would have been to crash and burn and just embraced my own eagerness and enthusiasm. And that is why this fic will forever be a favourite. The sheer and utter JOY it brought me as I wrote it and the doors it ended up opening for me later on.

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I swear I didn't intentionally pick from five different fandoms, it just happened x'D And I know this looks like I’m just choosing my longest fics, but that wasn’t intentional, either. I guess it’s just easier for me to feel proud over the long ones? Since I got to really show off my skills, both in terms of writing and storytelling, but also world-building, characterisation, and my ability to convey emotions etc. SO YEAH.

Also, fun fact: the reason why I figured I would only write one fanfic was because I assumed I wasn’t a very good writer and no one would want to read them anyway. And I don’t mean that in a “without readers, it wouldn’t have been worth it” way. I just assumed that once I had written one, I could cross that off my bucket list and move on with my life. So, uh, that backfired. SPECTACULARLY x’D

And, before any of you start to worry: I know I’m not a bad writer. It took me YEARS to accept and there are times when I still can’t quite grasp what it means — since I don’t know what I’m doing that might qualify me as a Good Writer — but enough people have told me that I am that I can’t just ignore them.

But, also, most importantly: I enjoy doing it. I truly LOVE writing. So that, more than anything, is why I’m still sticking around ;)

#Lienwyn Replies #My Fanfics #Hyperborean #Autonomy #Allies #Who Holds the Devil #The Thunder Moon Chronicles #I admit I was a little confused to get this ask on my art Tumblr xD #But also very happy! #Thank you so much <3

[thisisourlovestory]

Everything Has Changed

part 1- the chronicles of a stargirl and her sun masterlist

Luke Castellan x reader

Summary- you travel to camp and end up meeting a certain someone for a brief moment but it's enough.

Word count- 5k

Notes- my first Luke fanfic! It's going to be a series of sorts with each part based vaguely off a different Taylor Swift song. I was not planning on it being this long, I thought it'd be max 3k but no the gods of creativity struck. Thanks to @imaginingmoonlight for the beautiful vibe up top and also to @fangirlfreak08 for helping me choose the song. I love you both mwah

“Run!” A voice yelled from behind you, a hand placed on your back to push you forwards even as your legs started to give out beneath you. Rain poured down around you, soaking through your clothes and making the muddy ground harder to run on. Your hair fell in a limp curtain around your face, raindrops catching on your lashes and obscuring your vision. The sun had set and you had only the pale light of the moon to guide you up the hill and towards the pine tree at the top of it. A roar echoed from in the trees and you whipped your head around in a panic. The trees were falling, hitting the ground hard, the thundering noises rippling through the air. That was your mistake. Within a second you tripped on a tree root protruding from the soil, tumbling to the sodden grass, scraping your knees on the rocks hidden underneath moss. Then you heard the roars again. Closer this time. The trees continued falling, crashing down with louds boom, and with them fell your hopes of survival. your scrambled to your feet and started to run. But they were faster. So much faster. The loud thudding as they lumbered after us made your heart race. You looked to the side to see Ash limping beside you, his hooves sinking into the hillside and a gash on his leg leaking blood. He was pulling along Maisie, her green eyes wide with fear as her little legs struggled to keep up with him. you stopped in your tracks. Ash turned to you quickly.

“What are you doing? We have to run.” You shook your head, shoulders slumping as you whispered.

“We won't make it,” You gestured to the falling trees, the monsters coming closer with each second, ”Go Ash, you'll be fine.” Your voice was small and unsure, barely a whisper but you smiled and looked him in the eye. “You'll be fine. Get her to safety.” He opened his mouth to speak but the last tree snapped and they stood there, waiting. 

There were more than you had thought there was. Or maybe they had just collected some more along the way you thought. They stood tall, ugly hulking builds covered with thin scraps of cloth, they locked on you and sped up, practically leaping closer. You pushed Ash forward and he started running again, looking back at you for a moment and you smiled at him before you ran sideways. They took the bait and chased after you, swinging clubs in the air and slamming them down so the ground shook. you dodged their blows that they rained down on you, darting over tree stumps lining the hillside. Your breath came fast and heavy, blood rushing in your ears, heart feeling as if it would burst out of your chest as you ran. Legs taking long strides like a gazelle, flying over the earthen ground. 

Suddenly a club whizzed down past your ear and you let out a cry, slipping and tumbling to the ground. They surrounded you as you stumbled back up, slipping your hand into your pocket to grab your pocket knife. 

“Well, well, well if it isn't a little demigod.” One of them sneered, their big round eye focused on you. “Unlucky for you we're hungry.” Your eyes flicked around taking note of the monsters, a few cyclops, some weird giant things that were just as disgusting but had two eyes, and a hellhound. All looking to eat you. One of the cyclops reached out to you eagerly. your slashed down on its wrist, drawing golden blood and it let out a howl of pain. Its face contorted and for a moment the rest of them took their gaze off you to focus on their injured friend. You took your chance and jumped to your feet, shooting into the woods. Branches scraped your skin and dirt stuck to your clothes, your felt warm blood dripping from a cut on your forehead and wiped it away with the palm of your hand. A large hand gripped onto your shoulder and lifted you into the air, dangling you like a ragdoll, shaking you viciously and sneering in your face. A sharp blade plunged into their arm and they disintegrated into dust, leaving the rest to gape at you first in shock then anger as they resumed the chase through the undergrowth. Lightning split through the air and thunder rumbled as you ran, it seemed never ending. Were you to be stuck in this circle until they finally caught you and ended your life? 

One by one the monsters lunged at you, and one by one you swung your blade and they became dust. They apparently didn't learn that the knife was bad for them and they should avoid it. Eventually there was only one left but you were tired. So, so tired. You had been running for what felt like days and you wanted to give up. Your footsteps slowed down and came to a stop. In a flash the last cyclops standing snatched you up and began gloating. You tuned it out. Eyes barely staying open and brain fuzzy. You were bruised all over and your body was weeping red. This wasn't important anymore. It was done, your death warrant signed. You were done. 

All of a sudden you were dropping to the floor, landing on your back and gazing up at the sky full of stars, your vision darkened blotting out the moon. A face appeared above you. Dark brown eyes and curly hair barely distinguishable in the dark, but the light grew. Closer and closer, brighter and brighter. 

“-Hear me.” You made out as the buzzing in your ears grew louder. You turned your head to the side and reached out a hand to grab your knife laying just inches away. The cool metal was a comforting presence. In that moment you clasped it in your grip and looked up into the eyes above, a small smile on your face as you drifted into darkness, the boy's lips moving, yelling things you couldn’t hear. 

You wake up with a start, laying on the floor, head resting on a mossy log. You pull yourself off the ground, looking around quickly. You stood in a clearing, bright green grass dotted with flowers of every colour, tall trees lining the outside, separating it from the dark forest beyond. Water rushes behind you, clear blue falling and gathering in a pool surrounded by rocks. You climb up and stare down at your reflection, a look of confusion paints itself on your face. You're wearing a cream dress with flowers intricately woven into the fabric and somehow the same flowers are twined into your hair, almost as if they were a crown. You reach down into the water as if to check it was really you and it ripples out from where your finger touched, the reflection changed to the hillside. 

You hear the monsters again. They chase after you, teeth bared, eyes glowing red as they taunt you. 

“You couldn't save them.”

“We ate them both.”

“The girl was especially tasty.” 

You scream and they surround you. There is no end to the torment as the wind bites your skin and rain soothes the burn. They do not stop. Their growling voices stamped into memory as their claws start to tear into your skin. You scream and shout, arms waving around but this time there is no knife to help you. Blood gushes out of your body in waterfalls, staining the grass and mixing with muddy puddles that start to form. The pain starts to fade as you let go and a figure hovers over you. 

Your eyes blink open, vision blurry and body aching. You turn your head and the boy is standing next to you. 

“Go back to sleep.” He says. “You're safe.” You listen and slip back into dreamland. 

This time you're at home. Your bedroom is cluttered with clothes and school supplies. Not a single part of the floor is visible. It's dark outside, snow falling, flakes spinning in the gentle breeze. You remember this night, the night you found out the truth. But nothing changed, you continued to live normally. Until now that is. You creep down the stairs and hear voices. Your parents, arguing over you. Their words are indistinguishable, muffled by a buzzing sound that covers your ears almost like a blanket. You sit halfway down on the steps, the wooden panels cold to touch as you tap your fingers on them. Your mum appears at the bottom of the steps and smiles, her brown hair tied loosely in a ponytail. She was at work all day and her eyes are tired but she holds her arms out.

“C'mere.” She says simply and you crash into her as she strokes your hair, whispering softly and planting gentle kisses on your hair. Soon your dad joins the hug, his large body smelling of chocolate and cinnamon as he encases you and your mum. You feel safe like this. As if nothing could ever hurt you and you sit on the couch in between them laughing at the TV as you sip on hot chocolate-your dads specialty-topped with whipped cream and marshmallows that melt into a gooey mess in the mug. And in that moment all is right in the world. But the universe is cruel and wicked and loves us just that little bit too much that it can never let something else have that which is theirs. Because that, that is the exact moment when you wake up.

Your eyes opened slowly and you stared up, nests perched on the wooden beams across the roof home to tiny baby birds that chirped demandingly for their parents to feed them. You groaned and sat up, the covers slipping off the bed, exposing your bare legs to the cold air that swept through the room. You shivered, pulling on the orange top with black lettering and a pegasus on the front that was definitely not yours and was way too big so it hung loosely on your body, a pair of black leggings-the only thing that fit right-and a hoodie next to your bed, again not yours, in fact the hoodie was so big on you that you had to roll the sleeves up three times, on the upside it was incredibly comfortable and it smelled nice, like freshly picked mint and lemon. Your clothes had been pretty ruined, you thought, it was nice of them to give you some new ones. You tugged on your pair of trainers that had been laid on the floor, the only things that belonged to you. No longer pure white, instead pretty much black. Standing up unsteadily you breathed deeply, fighting off the feeling of nausea and grabbed the glass of water on the side table, downing it in one, gasping at the coldness as it slid down your throat. You stared at yourself in the mirror. You looked horrible, pale with dark circles under your eyes accentuated by the shadow of a bruise on your cheekbone and a plaster stuck to your forehead. Your arms were covered in tiny scratches and plasters that had little pink hearts drawn on them with a shaky hand. 

You walked over to the door and opened it, carefully stepping out and closing it behind you. You turned and took in the sight in front of you. It was a summer camp, kids roaming about in bright orange shirts, all laughing and joking together. Not one of them noticed you. You made your way to a conservatory type place and stopped dead in your tracks as you noticed a man sitting in a chair, his eyes closed as if he were sleeping, greying hair and beard looking as if he had been electrified. And he was wearing a leopard print shirt, bold choice but okay.

However he wasn't what stopped you. Not at all. That would have been the centaur, standing there dealing cards to the other man and Ash. Your eyes widened, that was an actual centaur, he was literally half horse, like in the myths. A quiet snort of disbelief escaped your lips, a hand flying to cover the noise. Ash turned around and saw you standing there like a bloody lemon. He stood up hastily, his hooves, his bloody hooves, clicking against the stones.

“You're awake.” He patted the chair next to him and you sat down hesitantly. 

“What's going on here exactly? Is Maisie safe? What is this place?” 

The centaur sent a stern look to Ash.

“You didn't tell her.” Ash smiled weakly.

“I didn't have much of a chance to. What with all the cyclops, hellhounds and gods knows what else that were on our tail.” The centaur sighed deeply, his bushy grey eyebrows drawing closer together as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“No matter. I suppose I will just have to do the explaining now.” He smiled at me. “Welcome to Camp-Half Blood.” You nodded slightly and Ash caught the look of confusion that crossed your face. He pointed to the centaur and then the man.

“Chiron, activities director. Mr D camp director.” Chiron bowed his head slightly in greeting while the other guy sipped on a can of diet coke. 

“Hi,” You muttered, “But I was serious, who's going to tell me what's going on here, and is Maisie okay? And when you say Chiron do you mean Chiron or Chiron?” You questioned, looking around, Chiron opened his mouth but Ash beat him to it.

“Maisie is fine. She's settled in pretty well here, everyone loves her so don't worry about her. I do mean Chiron Chiron, as in immortal trainer of heroes. As for the other question, that might take a bit longer to explain but I'll give it a shot.” Ash always was the confident one you thought as he stood up and went over to Chiron, always better than you in these types of situations. Ash clapped his hands together and took a deep breath before allowing everything to spill out in a jumble. 

“So you know how you could see those monsters and they wanted to kill you?” You shivered and nodded. “Well the reason you could see them is because you're a half-blood. Half god half human, also known as demigods.” 

“God? As in the Bible, Christianity and the Garden of Eden. That God.”

“Not quite.” Chiron answered. “Not God, the gods, the Ancient Greek Gods, the Olympians if you will, and one of them is your mother or father.” You stared at him blankly. 

“What? But they aren't real, they were just stories.” The diet coke man sat up with a jolt and eyed me. 

“The gods are very real and this one is trying to sleep.” You gaped at him, eyebrows furrowed as your mind worked. 

“Mr D,” You muttered, “You're Dionysus, the god of wine and madness. And you're just here. At a summer camp?” The man grumbled under his breath. 

“This is where chasing after one of dear old dads nymphs lands you. Looking after a bunch of teenage half-wit half-bloods. As if not being able to drink properly wasn't enough.” He lamented. You frowned and were about to ask before Chiron beat you to it. 

“Lord Dionysus has been forbidden by his father, Lord Zeus, to consume alcohol as a punishment. His presence here is also part of the punishment. He must be camp director for 100 years before the ban is lifted and he can return to Olympus full time.” You nodded, not quite understanding but choosing to leave the subject at hand. 

“So I'm a half-blood?” Ash shoved a metal can in his face and nodded.

“Yep, you wouldn't have been able to get past the boundary line if you weren't one, you wouldn't have been able to see the monsters and they definitely wouldn't have been trying to eat you.” 

“How do they know?” You asked softly. 

“Know…” 

“How do they recognise half-bloods?” He shrugged.

“There have been lots of theories but the one that has been proven is that demigods have a certain smell, it's kinda in their blood. Obviously mixed in with the human there's a bit of godly ichor, only the tiniest of bits but it's enough, and when that kind of blood mixes with the human blood in demigods bodies from the mortal side, it creates a smell that only monsters can notice.”

“So like a chemical reaction.” You said quietly to yourself. Somehow the others all heard, Chiron chuckled and Mr D sent you a look of disdain while Ash contemplated the thought.

“That's not a bad way to describe it actually, I'll have to use that next time. But back to the monsters. Naturally they can smell demigods from miles away so they have a better shot at killing them and they always follow the smell because they know that at the other end of it is usually a snack for them, if not two. Of course some kids smell stronger, usually those ones are more powerful, so more monsters will go after them. And usually those kids die pretty quickly unless a satyr brings them here.” You glance down at Ashs hooves.

“You're a satyr.” 

“Yes I am.”

“And your job was to get Maisie and I here.”

“It was. I'm your protector, my job was to watch you and see if you were a demigod then when I was sure I had to bring you here. I found Maisie as well by sheer luck, she probably wouldn't have lived much longer out there.” He picked up another can and bit into it.

“What do you mean?” 

“Most monsters.” He started with his mouth full and you made a disgusted look. He grinned sheepishly then swallowed, “Sorry. Most monsters only start to really go after demigods when they're about the 5th or 6th grade. That's when the weird stuff starts to happen as they start to get more powerful.” I opened my mouth. “Before you ask no, I don't know why you've managed to last this long. There's only a few demigods who make it to your age without being found but they're typically the children of minor gods whereas you are definitely not.” You blinked.

“I'm half god, I'm constantly going to be running and trying to not die and you bring me to a summer camp.” You started, voice growing slightly louder with each point.

“When you say it like that it does sound a bit stupid.” Ash mumbled as Chiron clopped over and placed a hand on your back.

“Come child, take a walk with me.” You followed him out the doors, turning back to see Ash giving you an awkward smile and a thumbs up.

“Ash, get me another diet coke.” Mr D demanded and Ash jumped up, scuttling out of the room with the old can in his hand. 

Soon enough you were out of sight, walking slowly through the camp. 

“The life of a half-blood is never easy.” Chiron began. ”That is what this camp is for. It is a safe haven where you can live peacefully and make friends. We train you so that whenever you do go back into the mortal world you can protect yourself from monsters if they should choose to come after you. I have seen many a half-blood pass through here and each one has emerged with skills that help them survive. You may leave if you wish but you will always be welcome here.” 

“What if I fail? What if I get someone killed? I almost got Maisie killed. ” Chiron smiled pityingly.

“You may fail over and over but you can only get better with time. The greatest heroes in the past never got it on the first try. They had to practise hard to get to the top, to be remembered. And so will you. You fought bravely out there, you have great potential to be a formidable hero and make your godly parent proud.” You stared at him. 

“How will I know which god or goddess my parent is?” Chiron chuckled. 

“They will send a sign and claim you if they wish.”

“You mean they might not even want me?”

“No but the gods are busy and they do not always have the time to claim all of their children.” His tail swished behind him and he led you over to a small girl, her long braids tied back in a ponytail. “This is Annabeth Chase. She will show you around and help you adjust, she was one of the campers who found you in the forest.” Annabeth scrutinised you, her large brown eyes locked on the way you twisted your fingers nervously. “She is one of our year round campers and has been here for almost a year now. I think despite her young age and apparent lack of experience you’ll find her very capable indeed.” With that he trotted away leaving you alone with Annabeth who merely remained staring at you. And more closely at the clothes you were wearing. You shifted uncomfortably at her unwavering gaze. 

“So, Annabeth,” You began awkwardly, voice as quiet as possible, “Who’s your godly um relation?” She regarded you silently before sighing.

“My mother is Athena, goddess of wisdom. And I don't have to be a child of Athena to tell that you are very confused.” 

“Is it that obvious?” You asked, she levelled a look at you that read really. 

“Yes it is that obvious. Walk with me. I'll explain everything about camp that Chiron didn't.” She set off towards a lake, leaving you to trail behind her. 

“You know we're demigods, half mortal half god, yes?” She nodded and continued. “And you know about monsters and all that? So you know when they're ready your mum or dad will claim you?” At your nod she continued. “While you're unclaimed you'll live in the Hermes cabin which I will show you later. It'll be our last stop so you can get settled in immediately and Chiron already had your stuff taken over so that'll be waiting.” She stopped in her tracks as we got to the beach. “This is the canoe lake. Watch out for the nymphs, they can get a bit violent sometimes but only if you do something stupid to provoke them.” She pointed to a wall dripping orange in the distance. “That's the climbing wall, the lava is an incentive to actually climb and not fall. But you'd be surprised at the amount of people who still end up getting sent to the infirmary to be treated for burns by the Apollo kids. Some of their stupidity astounds me, then again it is only ever the boys so maybe it's just that boys are stupid.” You smiled slightly at her logic, while not entirely true it showed a tiny crack in her otherwise unflappable exterior. She shook her head as if in disbelief of her own words. “Anyway, the amphitheatre is over there.” She gestured to a mass of stone and turned around, marching back up the sandy path. You both walked for about half an hour until she stopped. “Over there are the strawberry fields, that's what our cover is. Delphi Strawberries.” She grinned. “Can't have people knowing this is really a place where kids learn to kill stuff. Besides they can't see through the barrier so even if we did tell them the truth they'd just think we were lying.” Your face spoke for itself, yet another thing you didn't understand. “I'll explain another time.” She pointed to a huge stone structure that reminded you a little of the Colosseum, then two other much smaller shacks. “That's the arena, when you've learnt how, you can practise fighting with weapons there, that's the forge where the Hephaestus kids make the aforementioned weapons. Of course anyone can use it but they can get a bit territorial. And that there is the armoury where we store all the weapons and armour. We’ll probably take you there tomorrow and if not then it'll be sometime this week at least.”

“We?” You asked and she blinked.

“My brother and I. He's good with weapons so he’ll be able to help you find one that suits you. Better than I would be able to at least.” You nodded in understanding, looking up at the darkening sky and then the watch on your wrist, the strap barely held together. Annabeth followed your gaze. “It's getting pretty late. We've probably missed dinner but there'll be plenty of leftovers for us to just grab quickly from the Big House. But we should hurry up just in case.” She turned on her heel and started sprinting along the grass. You followed hurriedly, ignoring the pain that shot through your legs with every footstep. As you ran you looked around camp. Illuminated in the glow of the setting sun it was beautiful, the greenest grass you had ever seen and deep woodlands rich with vibrant wildlife. The strawberry fields seemed to be rolling and endless across the hills, pink dots seeming to engulf the green. Annabeth halted in front of the huge farmhouse you had come from earlier and brushed the dirt off her cargo pants and the same orange shirt as you before entering. 

You both made your way to the conservatory area and as soon as Annabeth entered she piled up a plate with food. You followed suit, grabbing a few slices of pizza, some chips, cucumber and a chocolate cupcake. Your eyes followed Annabeth as she walked up to a bronze brazier and flicked in some food, Bowing her head and muttering something under her breath. She looked at you and tipped her head.

“Your turn. You just scoop in some food and say a quick prayer.” You raised an eyebrow and she sighed. “I'll…” 

“Explain later, I know, I know.” You dropped a slice of pizza into the flame and mumbled.

“Whoever you are, accept this delicious slice of pizza and just yeah.” You finished lamely and stepped back, immediately biting into the pizza and marvelling at the taste. “No wonder they like burnt pizza, this pizza would be good even if it was charcoal.”

Chiron walked into the room unexpectedly. 

“Ah, there you both are. I was wondering when I'd see you again. I trust Annabeth has given you a good enough tour.” 

“She did.” You said in affirmation.

“Good. Well your belongings are all in the Hermes cabin waiting for you so off you go. And leave the rest of the pizza here. I haven't had it in months and I've missed it.” Annabeth dragged you out the door as you pulled down the sleeves of your new hoodie so they dangled down. She released your arm once you were outside and began to walk just across the path to a clearing full of cabins. You were startled as a blur collided with you, screeching with excitement. Maisie.

“You're alive!” She practically screamed in your ear and you laughed quietly.

“I am but if you keep being this loud I might not be for long.” 

“I missed you. But I've made some new friends as well. Like Annabeth, we play hide and seek together and it's really fun!” You tapped her on the nose and crouched to look at her properly.

“Really now? What else has happened while I've been gone?” Maisie puffed out her chest proudly.

“I got claimed. By Dem-Dem-” She cut off unsurely.

“Demeter?” She nodded furiously.

“Yes! And big sister Rosie is teaching me to control plants.” She said the last part in a whisper. “I've got superpowers and it's awesome.” You smiled gently

“I'm sure it is and I can't wait to talk to you again Maisie but right now Annabeth and I are a bit busy.” You gave an exaggerated yawn and looked at your watch. “It is so late. Way past your bedtime missy so off you pop.” Maisie grinned toothily, planted a kiss on your cheek and sprinted off back to a cabin with a rooftop of grass. You looked over at Annabeth to see her smiling fondly before she shook herself out of it and stopped you in front of a different cabin. 

“This is me. Cabin six.” She stepped into the doorway. “ Cabin eleven is over there.” She pointed across the clearing. “Since it's spring there's only two or three people staying there at the moment so you'll be able to grab a bed.” She hesitated for a second before giving you the briefest of hugs. “I think we’ll be good friends. You seem nice and Maisie has been singing your praises.” She flashed her white teeth at you in a small smile. “Night.” With that she disappeared from sight and you dawdled across the clearing, taking your time to get to the cabin and standing outside it for a good ten minutes. 

Eventually you plucked up the courage and walked in. Immediately tripping on a loose floorboard and falling towards the floor, arms outstretched in front of you to try and break the fall when you hit the ground, bracing yourself for impact. But it never came. 

Instead you felt a pair of warm hands wrapped around your waist, stopping you from falling. Pulling you away from the floor and turning you around as you tried to right your bearings. 

“Hello.” A voice spoke, sounding amused.

Thank you.” You stammered, still slightly shocked as you stared down at the floor and shuffled your feet. 

“Nothing to thank me for, I wasn't about to just let you faceplant. Funny as it might've been.” The person responded smoothly. “Are you okay?” 

“I'm fine,” You muttered, “Just a little embarrassed is all.” The boy laughed and you finally looked up. Your breath caught in your throat. It was the boy from that night. His curly hair messy and warm brown eyes sparkling as a small grin pulled at his lips. 

“Nothing to be embarrassed about.” He responded. “You must be Y/N. I'm Luke. Luke Castellan, it's a pleasure to meet you.”

All I know is we said, "Hello" Your eyes look like comin' home All I know is a simple name And everything has changed

#luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x you #luke castellan #percy jackson and the olympians #annabeth chase #young annabeth being cute #but I might be biased #taylor swift lyrics #luke castellan imagine #pjo tv show #pjotv x reader #pjo x reader

[crazykacey]

HELLO I'M BACK WITH MORE CHRONICLE PAMPHLET TRANSLATIONS

Life has been more chaotic than I expected so that is why I've been MIA but Super Live and Chronicle DVD have summoned me to do more translations! This time it's the cast introduction and a small Q&A! First is the Inners + Chibi Moon! Outers and the rest of the cast will be translated at a later date lol

Disclaimer: there might be some errors and/or grammar mistakes. Enjoy!

Sailor Moon/Super Sailor Moon/Usagi Tsukino

Riko Tanaka

Q: What do you remember of being selected to be part of the Sailor Moon musicals?

When I heard that I was cast as Sailor Moon, it felt really unbelievable. But then due to corona, I had to wait a year before that news could be shared so it didn't feel very real at all. But finally when i went to costume fitting, I really got the feeling that I have become Sailor Moon.

Q: If you ever have to fight villains like Sailor Moon and her friends, what would be your fighting style?

Manipulating thunder like Sailor Jupiter, making them feel so much regret that it'll leave them numb lol. Supreme Thunder!!! And I also yearn to fight with huge items like Sailor Pluto and Sailor Saturn!

Q: A few words about the character you play.

She is clumsy but also strong, energetic, honest and a very hardworking girl. I will always admire her. I'm really happy to play character who is loved by many people! I will do my best for Sera Myu Fes(Chronicle) as well!!

Born 27th of February, Tokyo

Has appeared in commericials since she was 6 years old, such as Pokemon and others. She was won an ACC from her radio commercial Morinaga in-Jelly. She has also appeared in movies and played the role of a heroine's childhood self. She has been more active as an actress since high school and has appeared in many performances, such as ...from the moonlight ~A Delivery from the Moon~ and others.

Sailor Mercury/Ami Mizuno

Kanon Maekawa

Q: What do you remember of being selected to be part of the Sailor Moon musicals?

It was my stage debut so I was very honored. After the final audition, I went home together with Sailor Jupiter, Kisara Matsumura, who I have been good friends with for a while now and she said that "it would be nice if we could perform together."

Q: If you ever have to fight villains like Sailor Moon and her friends, what would be your fighting style?

I love pickled plums, so I would be Sailor Vinegar, protected by acid. With my powers of sour stimulus, I would weaken my enemies taste buds.

Q: A few words about the character you play.

Congratulations on the 30th anniversary! Please keep on loving Ami Mizuno and as for Sailor Mercury who I admire so much, i hope you shine forever. I love you!

Born 23th of February, Osaka

in 2018 she was accepted into the Yasushi Akimoto x TV Tokyo Project, Seishun High School 3-C so she moved to Tokyo after she graduated high school. She wast part of the 1st generation and appeared in the program for three years. She had her CD debut from EMI Records in Universal Music. She has also appeared in several TV dramas such as, Ore no skirt, doko itta?(Where did my skirt go?) and Anata wa hannin ja arimasen. (You are not the culprit.)

Sailor Mars/Rei Hino

Rei Kobayashi

Q: What do you remember of being selected to be part of the Sailor Moon musicals?

From the very beginning i have loved Sailor Mars and my manager knew that I wanted to play her so when the call came that I got the role, we both screamed with excitement. And when I told my mom and grandma about it, both of them started crying tears of joy which made me very happy. Seeing this made me want to work even harder!

Q: If you ever have to fight villains like Sailor Moon and her friends, what would be your fighting style?

At first, I'll try to talk to them and get along with them. Maybe I will find the good points in them, there is a high chance that they will change their mind! But if they keep on doing evil deeds, I will give it right back at them, Evil Spirit, Begone!!

Q: A few words about the character you play.

When I was 4 years old I fell with the canny and cool Rei. And when I found out that we had the same name, I felt it was fate. I love the Rei-chan who has a lot of charms, such as the way she hides her passion, the way she says things clearly and honestly, and the fact that she is kind and cares about her friends! Through the Sailor Moon musicals, and by playing Rei, I have met really wonderful and important friends. I'm really grateful. I will cherish each and every performance with love!

Born 29th of November, Saitama

in 2010, she made her model deubt by becomeing and exclusive model for the fashion magazine "Pichi Lemon". After that she joined the idol group, Yumemiru Adolescence. After graduating from the group in 2019, she started to be more active in stage performances and TV shows as an actress and model. Her main performances have include, Kishiryuu Sentai Ryusoulger on TV Asahi, Suiensaa on NHK, Peach Boyz (Ariake Garden) in XFLAG PARK 2020 and others.

Sailor Jupiter/Makoto Kino

Kisara Matsumura

Q: What do you remember of being selected to be part of the Sailor Moon musicals?

When I heard from my agency that I was cast as Sailor Jupiter, I remember being so surprised and full of joy that i couldn't stop trembling. And when we, the 5 Inner Soldiers, finally met face to face, all of them were those who had left a strong impression on me from the auditions. At the beginning, it was. a bit difficult to communicate due to the tension and corona but now everyone has become irreplaceable friends to me!

Q: If you ever have to fight villains like Sailor Moon and her friends, what would be your fighting style?

If I fight, I will fight like in my favorite RPG games and defeat evil! In the game, I can become as strong in mind and body as the Sailor Soldiers. I want to collect the strongest characters from all over the world and defeat evil and protect the world! Or course if possible, i would rather discuss and solve the problem without fighting.

Q: A few words about the character you play.

At first I was very nervous and worried if I could properly play such a cool character as Sailor Jupiter. But soon after, I started to admire her, who is by far the most powerful, the most sweetest and kindest of all. I learned to believe in my friends, to protect and love them. I will also continue on loving Sailor Jupiter so that I can get step by step closer to her.

Born 21th of July, Shizuoka.

Made her debut in 2019 in the NTV drama, Ore no skirt, doko itta?(Where did my skirt go?). She was also a regular in the CX TV show, Mezameshi TV Imadoki Girl. From June of 2021 to February of 2022, she appeared in three parts of AmebaTV's show, Kyou, Suki ni narimashita.(Today I fell in love). In 2022 she appeared in Kao's Essential THE BEAUTY advertisement and AbemaTV drama series　Fukumen D. She is active in a wide range of fields, including stage plays, modeling and movies.

Sailor Venus/Minako Aino

Marin Makino

Q: What do you remember of being selected to be part of the Sailor Moon musicals?

When I found out I was chosen, I was so happy and immediately told my family about it!! At the final audition, I remember Rei Kobayashi-chan talking to me when I was nervous. So I was really happy that I was able to become a Sailor Soldier with Rei-chan and everyone else! When I'm with the rest of the 5 Sailor Soldiers, I'm just so happy <3 Unlike Minako-chan, I'm far form being a leader, but since she is, I'll do my best to make everyone to able to rely on me!

Q: If you ever have to fight villains like Sailor Moon and her friends, what would be your fighting style?

Special Attack!!; Even though we meet for the first time, it feels like we have met before!! And then we become friends ♪ I call this special attack "Becooome my friend"!

Q: A few words about the character you play.

Please lend me your power so I can play the cute Minako-chan that everyone loves &lt;3

Born 25th of November, Nagano

Received the Glico Award at the Pretty Girl Museum2 audition held in 2011. Moved to Tokyo when she entered junior high school. After taking lessons in dancing, singing and acting, she made her debut in 2016 in Eki Stage A (Ace). She actively performs LIVE activites and from 2021 she started to properly work as an actress.

Sailor Chibimoon/Chibiusa

Chise Niitsu

Q: What do you remember of being selected to be part of the Sailor Moon musicals?

When I went to the audition for the first time, it was the winter of my last year in kindergarten, so only 6 years old. That audition was for Chibi Chibi and when I was asked what my special skill is, I remember saying it was doing tricks with a ball and I started doing it lol. I was so happy when I passed was chosen to play Chibi Chibi! And now that i'm 12 years old, I'm really excited to play Chibiusa!

Q: If you ever have to fight villains like Sailor Moon and her friends, what would be your fighting style?

When I'm around town, I take notice of the license plates of the cars and phone numbers written on signboards of different shops and create them into mathematic formulas and solve them! I find it very enjoyable. Even in math class, I feel very accomplished when I understand a difficult problem. I once heard that "mathematics is connected to the mysteries of the universe". Because of that, if I were to fight evil, I would like to fight them with mathematics! I would challenge them by giving them complex figures and formula problems!

Q: A few words about the character you play.

My beloved Chibiusa, who I admire since she is adorable, strong and brave. Like Chibiusa, I will never give up no matter how small I am! With these strong feelings, I want to do my very best in singing, dancing, and acting to play Chibiusa on stage to the fullest!

Born 23th of May, Tokyo

She made her debut when she 4 years old in the musical Miss Saigon. She played Chibi Chibi in the Sailor Moon musical, Le Mouvement Final. She is part of the music unit Foorin. She is active in my other ways such as, the movie 3-gatsu no Lion (March Comes In Like a Lion), and NHK show Come Come Everybody.

#sera myu #sailor moon #sera myu chronicle #sera myu musical festival chronicle pamphlet #sera myu musical festival chronicle #sera myu fes #translation #sailor moon musicals #sailor moon 30th anniversary #super sailor moon #usagi tsukino #riko tanaka #sailor mercury #ami mizuno #kanon maekawa #rei hino #sailor mars #rei kobayashi #sailor jupiter #makoto kino #kisara matsumura #sailor venus #minako aino #marin makino #sailor chibi moon #chibiusa #chise niitsu #inner senshi #inner soldiers

[antihibikase-archive]

Blight / Blur Major Arcana Symbolisms

Blight / Ace of Wands / Knight of Swords (BW Arc, Dreamworld Arc, Floccesy Arc) :

0 - The Fool : The False King, Natural Harmonia Gropius

I - The Magician : The Archivist, Lenora Magnolia

II - The High Priestess : The Scholar of Truth, Bianca Alabaster

III - The Empress : The Analyst, Fennel Dreamer

IV - The Emperor : The Doctor, Nikolai Colress

V - The Hierophant : The Agent, Zinzolin Ryder

VI - The Lovers : The Eyes, Anthea and Concordia Harmonia Gropius

VII - The Chariot : The Warrior of Truth, Hilda Weiss

VIII - Strength : The Chroniclers, Ingo and Emmet Graystone

IX - The Hermit : The Lorekeeper, Alder Redwood

X - The Wheel of Fortune : Guidance, The Soldiers ( Drayden / Clay / Skyla / Brycen )

XI - Justice : Liberation, Team Plasma

XII - The Hanged Man : The Heart, Cheren Slater

XIII - Death : Idealized Truth, The Party of Truth

XIV - Temperance : The Prodigy, Amanita Dreamer

XV - The Devil : The False Prophet, Ghetsis Harmonia Gropius

XVI - The Tower : Fort of Ash, The Relic Castle

XVII - The Star : The Successor, Marshal Redwood

XVIII - The Moon : The Princess, Caitlin Bloomingdale

XIX - The Sun : The Heiress, Iris Chibana

XX - Judgement : Dragon of Flame, Reshiram

XXI - The World : The Hero of Truth, Hilbert Blackburn

Blur / Page of Cups / King of Pentacles (BW2 Arc, Abyssal Ruins Arc, Relic Castle Arc)

0 - The Fool : The Wavering Truth, Hilbert Blackburn

I - The Magician : The Counselor, Audrea Juniper

II - The High Priestess : The Scholar of Ideals, Rosa Whitefield

III - The Empress : The Heroine of Life and Death, Serena Cendrine

IV - The Emperor : The Hero of Life and Death, Calem Laflamme

V - The Hierophant : The Agent, Godfrey Rood

VI - The Lovers : The Eyes, Yancy Rosewood and Curtis Greenville

VII - The Chariot : The Warrior of Ideals, Hugh Obsidian

VIII - Strength : The Apprentices, The Striaton Triplets

IX - The Hermit : The Priest, Natural Harmonia Gropius

X - The Wheel of Fortune : Guidance, The Poets ( Burgh / Elesa / Roxie / Marlon )

XI - Justice : Subjugation, NEO Team Plasma

XII - The Hanged Man : The Revered Vessel, Cheren Slater

XIII - Death : Realized Ideals, The Party of Ideals

XIV - Temperance : The Idealist, Diana Obsidian

XV - The Devil : The Doctor, Acro

XVI - The Tower : Ruins of Time, The Abyssal Ruins

XVII - The Star : The Enchantress, Shauntal Del Rosario

XVIII - The Moon : The Gambler, Grimsley Slater

XIX - The Sun : The Heir, Benga Redwood

XX - Judgement : Dragon of Thunder, Zekrom

XXI - The World : The Hero of Ideals, Nathaniel Blake

#Pokemon #Pokemon Black and White #Pokemon Black and White 2 #BW/BW2 Rewrite - Blur / Blight #((Too many characters to tag so. //explodes)) #((ANYWAY. I WANTED TO MAKE SOMETHING LIKE THIS FOR AWHILE NOW SO.)) #((Everyone's tarot symbolisms! Some of them share!))

[brandonshimoda]

THE BOOKS I READ IN 2023

*I read it before

**I read it more than once this year

Aaron Caycedo-Kimura, Common Grace

Adania Shibli, Minor Detail, translated from the Arabic by Elisabeth Jaquette

Ahmad Almallah, Bitter English

Alison Lubar, It Skips a Generation

Atef Abu Saif, The Drone Eats With Me: A Gaza Diary

Brynn Saito, Under a Future Sky

Camonghne Felix, Dyscalculia: A Love Story of Epic Miscalculation

*Carolina Ebeid, You Ask Me to Talk About the Interior

Chanté L. Reid, Thot

*Christina Sharpe, Ordinary Notes

Christine Shan Shan Hou & Vi Khi Nao, Evolution of the Bullet

Christopher Okigbo, Labyrinths (with Paths of Thunder)

Cristina Rivera Garza, Liliana’s Invincible Summer

Dionne Brand, Chronicles of the Hostile Sun

*Dionne Brand, No Language is Neutral

Dionne Brand, Primitive Offensive

Édouard Louis, Who Killed My Father, translated from the French by Lorin Stein

**Emily Lee Luan, 回 / Return

Erin Marie Lynch, Removal Acts

Fady Joudah, Footnotes in the Order of Disappearance

Farid Tali, Prosopopoeia, translated from the French by Aditi Machado

Gabriel Palacios, A Ten Peso Burial For Which Truth Is Sign (coming out 2024)

Ghayath Almadhoun, Adrenalin, translated from the Arabic by Catherine Cobham

Hauntie, To Whitey & The Cracker Jack

Hervé Guibert, To the friend who did not save my life, translated from the French by Linda Coverdale

Hiromi Ito, Tree Spirits Grass Spirits, translated from the Japanese by Jon L. Pitt

*James Baldwin, No Name in the Street

*James Baldwin, Nobody Knows My Name

*James Baldwin, The Devil Finds Work

James Fujinami Moore, Indecent Hours

Jami Nakamura Lin, The Night Parade

Jawdat Fakhreddine, Lighthouse for the Drowning, translated from the Arabic by Huda Fakhreddine and Jayson Iwen

Jed Munson, Commentary on the Birds

Jennifer Hayashida, A Machine Wrote This Song

Jenny Odell, Inhabiting The Negative Space

Jenny Xie, The Rupture Tense

*Joy Kogawa, A Choice of Dreams

Joy Kogawa, A Garden of Anchors: Selected Poems

**Joy Kogawa, From the Lost and Found Department: New and Selected Poems

Joy Kogawa, Gently to Nagasaki

*Joy Kogawa, Jericho Road

*Joy Kogawa, Obasan

Joy Kogawa, The Rain Ascends

Joy Kogawa, The Splintered Moon

*Joy Kogawa, Woman in the Woods

Juan Felipe Herrera, Akrílica, eds. Farid Matuk, Carmen Giménez, Anthony Cody

Kamo-no-Chomei, Hojoki: Visions of a Torn World, translated from the Japanese by Yasuhiko Moriguchi and David Jenkins

Keorapetse Kgositsile, Collected Poems, 1969-2018

*Kiku Hughes, Displacement

Kōno Taeko, Toddler-Hunting, translated from the Japanese by Lucy North

Leila Khaled, My People Shall Live: Autobiography of a Revolutionary, as told to George Hajjar

Lena Khalaf Tuffaha, Kaan and Her Sisters

**Lindsey Webb, Plat (coming out in 2024)

Lisa Hsiao Chen, Activities of Daily Living

Liyana Badr, A Balcony over the Fakihani, translated from the Arabic by Peter Clark with Christopher Tingley

Lucille Clifton, An Ordinary Woman

*Lucille Clifton, Blessing the Boats

Lucille Clifton, Good News About the Earth

Lucille Clifton, Good Times

Lucille Clifton, Two-Headed Woman

Mahmoud Darwish, The Butterfly’s Burden, translated from the Arabic by Fady Joudah

Mahmoud Darwish, If I Were Another, translated from the Arabic by Fady Joudah

Mahmoud Darwish, Palestine as Metaphor, translated from the Arabic by Amira El-Zein and Carolyn Forché

Maya Abu Al-Hayyat, You Can Be The Last Leaf, translated from the Arabic by Fady Joudah

Maya Marshall, All the Blood Involved in Love

Michael Prior, Model Disciple

*Mitsuye Yamada, Camp Notes and Other Poems

Mitsuye Yamada, Full Circle: New and Selected Poems

Mohammed El-Kurd, RIFQA

**Mosab Abu Toha, Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear

Mourid Barghouti, I Saw Ramallah, translated from the Arabic by Ahdaf Soueif

Mourid Barghouti, I Was Born There, I Was Born Here, translated from the Arabic by Humphrey Davies

Mourid Barghouti, Midnight, translated from the Arabic by Radwa Ashour

Na Mira, The Book of Na

Najwan Darwish, Nothing More to Lose, translated from the Arabic by Kareem James Abu-Zeid

Natsume Sōseki, Kokoro, translated from the Japanese by Edwin McClellan

Nona Fernández, Voyager: Constellations of Memory, translated from the Spanish by Natasha Wimmer

Noor Hindi, DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW.

Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human, translated from the Japanese by Donald Keene

Osamu Dazai, The Flowers of Buffoonery, translated from the Japanese by Sam Bett

The Palestinian Wedding: A Bilingual Anthology of Contemporary Palestinian Resistance Poetry, edited and translated from the Arabic by A.M. Elmessiri

R.F. Kuang, Yellowface

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Kappa, translated from Japanese by Lisa Hofmann-Kuroda and Allison Markin Powell

Salim Barakat, Come, Take a Gentle Stab: Selected Poems, translated from the Arabic by Huda J. Fakhreddine and Jayson Iwen

Samih Al-Qasim, All Faces But Mine, translated from the Arabic by Abdulwahid Lu’lu’a

Samih al-Qasim, Sadder Than Water: New & Selected Poems, translated from the Arabic by Nazih Kassis

*Saretta Morgan, Alt-Nature (coming out in 2024)

Satsuki Ina, The Poet and the Silk Girl (coming out in 2024)

Sawako Ariyoshi, The Twilight Years, translated from the Japanese by Mildred Tahara

Shailja Patel, Migritude

Sham-e-Ali Nayeem, City of Pearls

Sharon Yamato, Moving Walls

Shivanee Ramlochan, Everyone Knows I Am a Haunting

**shō yamagushiku, shima (coming out in 2014)

Shuri Kido, Names and Rivers, translated from the Japanese by Tomoyuki Endo and Forrest Gander

*Solmaz Sharif, Customs

Stella Corso, Green Knife

*Taha Muhammad Ali, Never Mind: Twenty Poems and a Story, translated from the Arabic by Peter Cole, Yahya Hijazi, Gabriel Levin

Terry Watada, The Game of 100 Ghosts (Hyaku Monogatari Kwaidan-kai)

Victoria Chang, Obit

*Wong May, Superstitions

THE BOOKS I'M CURRENTLY READING, THAT I HAVEN'T FINISHED YET

Chi Rainer Bornfree and Ragini Tharoor Srinivasan, The Portal (not yet published)

Elaine Castillo, How to Read Now

Eqbal Ahmad, The Selected Writings

Essays, ed. Dorothea Lasky

Fadwa Tuqan, A Mountainous Journey: A Poet's Autobiography, translated from the Arabic by Olive Kenny

James Welch, Winter in the Blood

Lan P. Duong, Nothing Follows

Mattilda Bernstein Sycamore, Touching the Art

Preti Taneja, Aftermath

Wanda Coleman, Wicked Enchantment

[blackcharactertournament]

Black Character Tournament: Left Side!

adding a post break to make this more rebloggable

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Chidi Anagonye | The Good Place vs Bow | She-Ra & the Princesses of Power

Marina Ida | Splatoon vs Youngblood Ra | Roleslaying with Roman

Barret Wallace | Final Fantasy VII vs Lunella Lafayette/Moon Girl | Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur

Lucas Sinclair | Stranger Things vs Gus Porte | The Owl House

Carole Stanley | Carole and Tuesday vs Garnet | Steven Universe

Aisha/Layla | Winx Club vs Carter Kane and Sadie Kane | The Kane Chronicles

Martha Jones | Doctor Who vs Death | Sandman (TV)

Finn | Star Wars vs Oluwande Boodhari | Our Flag Means Death

Leshawna | Total Drama vs Sonic the Hedgehog | Sonic the Hedgehog

Jodie Landon | Daria vs Helen Brand | Glass Onion

Wolf | Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts vs Benson | Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts

Mike Hanlon | IT (Steven King) vs Burton Guster | Psych

Flow | Roleslaying With Roman vs Nasuada | Inheritance Cycle/Eragon Trilogy

Jordan Hennessey | Dreamer Trilogy vs Ava Coleman | Abbott Elementary

Duke Thomas | DC Comics vs Mel Medarda | Arcane

Molly Blyndeff | Epithet Erased vs Michael Burnham | Star Trek Discovery

Neena Thurman (Domino) | Marvel comics / Deadpool 2 vs Nyota Uhura | Star Trek The Original Series

Gregory Eddie | Abbott Elementary vs Kipo Oak | Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts

Elena Amamiya | Star Twinkle Precure vs Simon Aumar | Dungeons and Dragons: Honor Among Thieves

Karli Morgenthau | MCU: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier vs Enfys Nest | Star Wars: A Solo Story

Connor Hawke/Green Arrow | DC Comics vs Myla | One Last Stop

Winston Bishop | New Girl vs Khalil Harris | The Hate U Give

T'Challa | Black Panther vs Dr. Charlotte | Falsettos (Revival)

Gigi Thompson | Inside Job vs Isaiah | One Last Stop

Ivan Taylor | The Wilds vs Nathan Byrne | The Bastard Son & the Devil Himself

Miranda Bailey | Grey's Anatomy vs Essun | Broken Earth Trilogy

Agent 355 | Y : The Last Man vs Audacious Opportunity (A.O.) Rooke | Friends at the Table (Partizan)

OJ Haywood | Nope 2022 vs Nubia | Wonder Woman

Mr Nancy | American Gods vs Storm | X Men

Ambrose Spellman | Chilling Adventures of Sabrina vs Louis | The Walking Dead Game

Angela Moore | Boy Meets World vs Hilary Banks | The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air

Junko Saotome | Nana vs Wes Gibbins | How to Get Away with Murder

Turk | Scrubs vs Wallace Fennel | Veronica Mars

Frozone | The Incredibles vs Kendra Young | Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Joelle Brooks | Dear White People vs Sans | Undertale

Anissa Pierce/Thunder | Black Lightning vs Koriand'r/Starfire | Titans (DC TV show)

Andre Harris | Victorious vs Sara | Over the Garden Wall

Samol | Friends at the Table vs Taion | Xenoblade Chronicles 3

Emerald Haywood | Nope (2022) vs Genly Ai | The Left Hand of Darkness

Sarah Miller | The Last of Us (TV) vs Pinkie Pie | My Little Pony

Muhammed Avdol | Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure vs Dr Foreman | House MD

Efi Oladele | Overwatch vs Jason Hauer | We only find them when they are dead

Bram Greenfeld | Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda / Love, Simon vs Zélie Adebola | Children of Blood and Bone

Nick Fury | Marvel vs Sam Wilson | MCU

Uniqua | The Backyardigans vs Alexx Woods | CSI Miami

Rue | Euphoria vs Bill Potts | Doctor Who

Nadine Ross | Uncharted series vs Jalil Sherman | Everworld

Baal (Valentine) | The Wicked + the Divine vs Jamal Saturday | Locke and Key (comics)

#black character tournament #poll tournament

[thunders-warcats-stuff]

Thunder Wolf's Warrior Cats Fanifcs

Prophecies Begin AUs

Apprentice to Leader 

SkyClan happens right after Into the Wild. Firepaw gets strange dreams after the battle for ShadowClan and goes on an adventure. Things unravel back home

Fireheart’s Exile 

One-shot, Fireheart gets exiled after he prevents in battle with WindClan and has to deal with the dogs himself

Firefang’s Rise

Female Rusty AU where Tigerclaw is mentored Firepaw but is still a traitor

Fireheart’s Sacrifice 

One-shot, Fireheart gets hit by the car instead of Cinderpaw

Finding Jake (Jake Gets Involved)

Rusty’s looking for WindClan but finds ThunderClan instead

Growing Up Wild (Jake Gets Involved) 

Jake takes Rusty, Princess, and Blackie (scourge) to live with WindClan but ends up in ThunderClan

Just a Dream

Firestar wakes up as a housecat after defeating Tigerclaw. Naturally, he tries to fix everything. Up to A Dangerous Path

Louder Than Words

Instead of going to StarClan, cats roam the forests as ghosts. No one knows why. Enter Rusty, a ghost seer who goes where cats ask him to. After things go terribly wrong, he’ll have more than just the new surroundings to adjust to.

Ravenpaw’s Stand 

Redtail survives because Ravenpaw lunges for his mentor and distracts him long enough for both cats to run for the river

Reflection (one-shots)

Regrets of a Would-Be StarClan Cat 

Swiftpaw lives. Here’s what happens next

RiverClan Chronicles (one-shots)

Rusty’s Family

AU where a stricter warrior code and tighter familial bonds make for a different story

ShadowClan Chronicles (one-shots)

Tigerclaw AUs (one-shots)

New Prophecy

Brambleclaw’s Ascendancy (one-shots)

Brambleclaw’s Worst Fear (one-shot)

Journey (Blackstar AU)

Next In Line 

Rescue Mission Gone Wrong (missing cats get TNR)

Secret Hopes (Trans Squilf)

The Other Side of Paradise (Leaf and Crow stay gone)

Power of Three/Omen of the Stars

Any Other Way 

(Warrior Jaypaw)

As Long as I’m Here 

(Brambleclaw keeps an eye on the DF trainees) 

Denounced 

(Squilf and Bramble react differently to The Gathering ™)

Fortune

Hidden 

Hurt Lionblaze

Keeping the Secret- semi-genetics

Lessons Learned 

(Psychiatrist Jaypaw learns from Half Moon)

Long Shadows Fire Remix 

(Squilf goes off)

The Moons Without Stars 

(Moonpool found after Last Hope)

Runaways 

(Bramble Knows, calmer-ish reactions)

Secret Life of a ThunderClan Medic 

(Cinderpelt romance)

Shadows of StarClan 

(Founders reincarnated to fight DF)

The Outca(s)ts 

(Ashfur and the Dark Forest mystery)

A Vision of Shadows/The Broken Code/Starless Clan

Adoption- 

Alderpaw protests Twig + Violet being separated

Starting Again 

The warrior code and life as everyone knows it is uprooted after OotS

To be continued

Outside Series Canon 

A Twist in Our Story

two best friends go through life together and figure out their love lives eventually

Afterlife

Bluestar is greeted in StarClan and explores 

Back to the Future

My favorite characters end up waaaaay in the future

Devastated

A healer is thought to have a forbidden relationship but is actually searching for a cure for a disease that affects their family

Futility, Valued

A Clan full of misfits struggles through the day. One, in particular, wants to be more than she is

How to Save A Life 

(edgy, tw for rape and suicide)

A bullied apprentice with one friend goes looking for StarClan and finds it. Meanwhile, everyone else has to deal with their part in his death

History Lessons

Cats read their series’

Human Neko Warriors

The Clans gain the ability to turn into humans as the forest is devastated. They remake their homes and traditions

Legacy 

A shy cat makes friends with the leader and they get philosophical

Rants 

mostly on framing vs context w/ certain characters

Stand Up 

cats reacting might throw off canon

Reject the Deputy

Fireheart didn’t want to be deputy and is feeling the strain. He snaps at the Clan and runs off for a break. Some bits of his past resurface

Warriors In All But Name

Fireheart begs for Seiftpaw and the rest to become warriors. Bluestar refuses. A nasty argument ensues.

Shattering of Darkness 

drugs in warcats makes everything worse

Strange Choices 

a new leader’s unpopular choice for deputy is more than he seems

Sweetfur’s Legacy 

edgy story undergoing a rewrite, tw for rape, One cat’s greed comes back to haunt him

To Love Without Acknowledgement 

A romance between a clumsy warrior and his clan’s healer goes unremarked

To Be Continued

[ladylilithprime]

20 Fanfic Questions

I was tagged by @jazzforthecaptain for this right when I'm supposed to be going to bed. -_-U

How many works do you have on AO3?

172 currently posted, more to be imported and uploaded shortly....

What’s your total AO3 words count?

716,745 as of right now....

What fandoms do you write for?

Whew..... uh, lessee, Supernatural, Marvel Comics/MCU, Harry Potter, Animorphs, Teenaged Mutant Ninja Turtles, The Little Mermaid, Gundam Wing, Smallville/DC Comics, Highlander, Star Trek, The Sentinel, Stargate SG1, Star Wars, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Sailor Moon, Tomorrow People (New/90s Series), Fullmetal Alchemist, Gravitation, Yami no Matsuei, Weiss Kreuz, Ranma ½, Pirates of the Caribbean, Good Omens, Firefly, Chronicles of Narnia, Lord of the Rings et al, Daria, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Phineas and Ferb, Danny Phantom, ElfQuest, Rise of the Guardians, How To Train Your Dragon, El Goonish Shive (don't tell Dan!), Transformers, YURI!!! On Ice, Speed Racer..... uh, yeah, I think I'm forgetting some... or not mentioning them for Reasons.......

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

More Worthy Than Believed (MCU, Gen, Tony-centric, vague IronHawk)

Only Different In The Details (MCU, IronHawk plus Avengers ensemble)

Hel Hath Nick Fury (MCU, Nick Fury/Hela aka Darcy Lewis)

The Shadow You Cast Over Me (MCU, Gen, Tony-centric, unrequited Steve/Tony)

Broken Hallelujah (Supernatural, Sastiel)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Short answer is that I try to? I want to respond to comments, but sometimes I'm out of spoons and it takes me a while to work up the spoons to answer, and sometimes the comment is a demand for an update on a fic I just posted a new chapter for and I lose the motivation to write anything at all for a couple days because gods, I'm thrilled y'all enjoy my stuff but damned if I've usually got the time and energy to write fanfic around Real Life!

What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably a toss up between The Shadow You Cast Over Me and A Wish Your Heart Makes. (If you didn't guess one of those, uh, well... ~offers tissues~)

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Oh, hell, good luck trying to pin that one down! Seriously, I can't pick, go look for yourself.

Do you get hate on fics?

Not...exactly? I mean, I once got some dumbass complaining in the comments of my clearly tagged WinterIron soulmate AU that he wanted to read WinterWindow and "not this gay shit", which, dude, we're on AO3, not FanFiction.Net, the fic was very clearly tagged and you still clicked on it, so you reading "that gay shit" is all on you, buddy. Also, same fic, someone decided that because I talk about Natasha and Yasha being familiar with borscht that I was a Russian Imperialist? I dunno, people are weird.

Do you write smut. If so what kind?

.....Yes, hello, any kind of smut I write that's actually explicit rather than kept vague or Fade To Black has a separate psued. Click at your own risk, not that I have much posted there yet.

Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Hmmmm.... Do I have to stick with fics that I've posted and can provide links to? I've got a LOT of crossovers that either aren't posted yet or haven't been moved over to AO3 and tracking down the links on the wider web and defunct archives is difficult.... so, I'll just cop to Lethally Blonde, the MCU/stealth-Tropic Thunder crossover, for right now.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Sort of? Someone stole a segment of "More Worthy Than Believed" wholesale and tried to pass it off as theirs a few years back, but it got discovered pretty quickly by folks who'd read the original.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't know? I think someone offered to translate one of my older fics once, but I don't know if anything came of it.

Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

I'm listed as a collaborator for The Cadbury'verse, but aside from Bang collabs and the vague plans @rodiniaorzetalthepenquin and I have plotted about at three AM that result in one or the other of us writing fics in the same narrative universe, I don't have any posted cowritten fics.

What’s your all-time favourite ship?

~thousand-yard-stare at the above list of fandoms~ .....could you be more specific?

What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Dude, I just updated Only Different In The Details with a new chapter and the last update previously was in 2013! If the fic isn't marked as complete, it'll get finished eventually. (Or I'll die, but it's more likely the fic gets finished before then.)

What are your writing strengths?

World-building. I seriously LOVE world-building, and I really enjoy writing full AUs that really let me flex that!

What are your writing weaknesses?

.....forward planning. I can't seem to do it with any kind of reliability or regularity, and trying to write an outline is a scholastic exercise in futility, not to mention all the times I've gone looking for notes or scene snippets I could have sworn I wrote down or typed into chat somewhere and apparently sharing the vivid fever dream images in my head was yet another dream. On the other hand, I remember three different versions of those scenes in vivid technicolor, so I just have to pick one instead of starting three new WIPs.....

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

This is honestly why I'm slowly teaching myself seven different languages, and you can bet I prefer having a beta for those segments who is a native speaker. (Harder for Latin, Quenya, Vulcan, and Enochian, admittedly....)

First fandom you wrote for?

Trick question. The first fandom I ever wrote for and posted online was Animorphs, but I was writing fanfic as far back as second grade for Disney movies and the Sweet Valley Universe nominally by Francis Pascal. (Yes, I still have those notebooks. No, they will not be transcribed and archived online.)

Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

Always the fic I haven't written yet. Always. What I think is my favorite now will not likely still be my favorite next year, maybe not even next month! Hell, I can't even pick a favorite out of the ones I have posted to AO3 right this second! But then, isn't that part of the fun part of writing?

Tagging.... @rodiniaorzetalthepenquin , @karategirl80 , @slytherkins , @youarentreadingthis , @sageclover61 , @hyrulehearts1123 , and @mrswhozeewhatsis . Have fun!

#tag games #20 fanfic questions #i sleep now

[imaginaryshorts]

Feathers of Destiny

Once upon a time, in a world where emotions reflected in people's eyes, and mystical items held the power to influence fate, lived a woman with enchanting azure blue eyes. Often miss-called as the rarity of the village, she was known for her unusual headpiece - a sovereign crown of exotic feathers that shimmered with every shade imaginable, intertwined with pearls sparkling under the radiant sunlight.

Her sapphire eyes, as deep and mesmerizing as the ocean, held a tale in their depths. Each iridescent feather that crested her head was a keepsake from her adventures, a symbol of her resilience, strength, and wisdom. These were not just ordinary feathers. Their hues danced to the rhythm of emotions experienced by the wearer, a magnificent spectacle to behold, adding to her fascinating allure.

There were tales spun around the woman of blue eyes and vivid feathers. Stories of her voyages across unscaled mountains, uncharted forests, and untraveled seas, her encounters with magical creatures from different realms, and her courage that wove together undiscovered paths.

Once, the village elders prophesied a comet that was to fall during the full moon, causing chaos and havoc. Fear clouded the village. The woman's eyes reflected a determined cobalt blue, showing her finalized decision. She chose to venture out, journey to the ends of the Earth to find The Solstice Eyrie, a mythical nest home to the Phoenix of Prophecy capable of diverting celestial path.

Her journey involved taming thunderous seas, placating capricious gales, and confronting monstrous beasts. The feathers on her crown, whispers of her past victories, aided her by glowing in magical hues, providing guidance, strength, and protection.

After weeks of relentless wandering, she finally reached the Solstice Eyrie, standing face to face with the majestic Phoenix of Prophecy. In lieu of presenting any diamond, gem, or gold, she excluded her most precious possession - one of her magical feathers.

Accepting her heartfelt gift and moved by her determination, the Phoenix promised to channel the cosmic energies to divert the path of the imminent disaster.

Returning to her village, relief washed over her face as she gazed up at the comet's brilliant trail, passing by harmlessly, illuminating the night sky. Her crown, once chillingly vacant, was now adorned with a new feather - a golden feather touched with tones of ember, the Phoenix's gift.

Everyone witnessed her return, a triumphant smile touching her lips, her blue eyes echoing tales of heroism. The woman with feathers in her hair, once dismissed as the oddity in their village, was now their savior, their incomparable heroine.

And so, the legacy would continue, the woman's crown, a living testament of her journey, a palette representing the spectrum of emotions she has mastered, and her mesmerizing azure eyes, chroniclers of a saga, gone by, yet forever present.

And hence goes, the unforgettable tale of the woman with blue eyes and feathers on her head, each feather bearing a story, every adventure adding color to her life.

#fantasy #short stories #digital artist #digital art #writers on tumblr #creative writing

[lestatdelioncoeur]

Vamptember 09/22. 19. Postcards

In a downfall like this, there was no decorum. Sliding on the swampy drive, Seren dragged open the gates. She got back into the car and steered it over the boundary; knowing best to abandon ship on level pitch. She grabbed her bag and ran the avenue of old oaks all the way to the porch. The house was dark. At least the moon was out... clearly so was the electricity. 

She undressed quickly - kicking off her boots and leaving sodden clothes slumped, weeping, in her wake. She reached for the piano shawl that hung inside the door. Seren Freniere hadn't known the property very long but they already had an intuitive relationship. She was inheritor of the estate and there alone. 

In fact, she was surprised by how much she'd been enjoying herself. Sure, she was haunting a beautiful ruin but the same thing could have been said of her relationship. The last words she'd thrown at Louise were "fuck you". Not fun. Here, she could indulge her inner Miss Havisham. 

So far, Seren's favourite find had been a box marked Babette. It was full of household records and the mementos of an unsentimental woman. That was what Seren aspired to be. She had left the box on the table and now, with candles and a fire lit, she pulled out an early twentieth century book; Into the Night ~ A Story of New Orleans. "Ok, let's go", she thought, there was surely nowhere else to wander at this hour. 

The book was as luridly green as uranium glass. She moved a candle closer and started to read… On the first page was an epigraph attributed to Epictetus:

Lead me, O Zeus, and thou O Destiny,

The way that I am bid by you to go:

To follow I am ready. If I choose not,

I make myself a wretch, and still must follow.

This had been crossed out. Seren didn't agree with defacing books but she kept going. Overleaf, was a bookmark. Actually it was a postcard - a sepia photo of a man with the most dazzling eyes. She turned it over; Babette, Hold the lantern high. Louis. 

Nope, no torches held here for Louis or Louise for that matter. She shut the book indignantly. The fire popped. 

There was another sound. Just thunder. No… something else. Something insistent. She watched in wonder as one by one every lamp in the room was illuminated. 

The power was back. 

The answer-machine in the hallway was flashing. Seren strode over and hit play: "Hey… it's Lou-"

She whipped the cable out of the wall, and went to fix dinner.

*****

With respect, Frances Nimmo Greene's book has no connection to The Vampire Chronicles. It does however have a fabulous cover and I am grateful for the inspiration.

@vamptember

#vamptember #interview with the vampire #iwtv amc #vampire chronicles #vc #Babette Freniere #louis de pointe du lac #louis du lac #New Orleans #anne rice

[mudaship39]

Chronicles of War: A BIPOC and QTIPOC Futurism Project Series Trilogy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGw3Ie_aFbo.

Hleor and Loran made a massive palace for him/her/them Kana’i Makoa Latu/Ataahua Kamalani Latu the queer and trans Asian Pasifika and Afro Latine Native demigod and alien hybrid superhero (AKA Ryuu Kato/Haruka Kato, Francisco Alejandro Diego Garcia Ochoa/Francisca Alejandra Maria Garcia Ochoa, Guang/Biyu Wei, Zana Saani, or Kalani as someone with DID) in a giant castle on the colonized and terraformed planet of the Andromeda Galaxy.  A titanic castle that acts as a main operating base. 

The castle is defended by SSSS rank paladins in power armor. The castle is surrounded by several colossal citadels, forts, & bastions that act as forward operating bases. The forts, bastions, & citadels are defended by S rank, SS rank, & SSS rank paladins in mech suits, walking tanks, & battlewalkers. Each citadel, fort, & bastion is surrounded by several outposts, several guard posts, & several guard towers defended by C class, B class, A class, & S rank knights in power armor. 

Built around the castle are several kingdoms that make up the empire. The empire or federation of kingdoms on this planet itself is defended by Iuyamanian super soldiers manning 7.76mm plasma Gatling guns, 50 caliber or 12mm hard light heavy machine guns, plasma batteries, laser batteries, hard light middle silos, ballistic missile silos, ion cannons, zero point energy cannons, rail guns, electromagnetic cannons, positron cannons, & mass accelerator cannons.

Outside the castle is the unpolluted atmosphere where you can stare at a neighboring planet with a planetary ring and its three moons at either side of the sphere with the gray one smaller than the vivid white one. The castle on the colonized and terraformed planet inside the Andromeda Galaxy. It is in the Principality of the Ethanxiian Kingdoms of the Ethanian Federation that Alexander/Alexandria rules. 

Nonetheless it was somehow outrageous and supernatural in its appearance. It looked more majestic than anything the superhuman, metahuman, divine (such as old god), or extraterrestrial (such as Kryptonian, Daxamite, Martian, or Tamaranean) mind could possibly visualize. It was grandiose and regal with its unfeasibly high minarets vanishing into the atmosphere. Its spires were pointed to the skies itself as if challenging the gods and titans themselves to strike it down with divine thunder and heavenly lightning. It is clearly meant to be a complete show of strength or power and affluence and influence. 

Inside this empire were several settlements, villages, towns, cities, counties, states, & countries. These countries made up the Principality of the Ethania of the Northern,Western, Eastern, & Southern Kingdoms of the Federation of Ethax. This castle of the Cardinal Changeling in Ethax was in the epicenter in the city. The city that was the capital of the empire or federation of kingdoms.

The capital of the empire itself is centered around this fortress. This palace or fortress built for Cardinal Changeling is meant to be evaded. It is meant to be a sign of the empire’s strength or federation’s and toughness. It was an empire or federation that was under the protection of the Cambion Chimera as he/she/they were the Savior of the Milky Way Galaxy and the Conqueror of the Andromeda Galaxy. To these people you don’t get close to their monarch and sovereign Blue Basilisk you stay out of his/her/their way. This is how they viewed Golden Griffin as someone they saw as their protector. The palace of this kingdom that was the capital of the coalition is probably the tallest thing for miles and kilometers. With the kingdom laid out with the palace at the center you can see it at the end of every street, road, or freeway. It is even echoed in the rest of the city of the kingdom. Look at the metropolis around the Firebrick Firefox’s fortress. Look at the outline, layout, & design of the city. The entire capital of the empire is centered around this fort with the bastion as its hub or heart. The point of that palace is that they don't get close to the Emerald Eagle or Jade Jaguar who they see as their king/queen or emperor/empress. They just follow his/her/their leadership and defer to him/her/them for guidance. They put him/her/them as the chief celebrity in the alliance or coalition of kingdoms above everyone else. It made it so you can’t go anywhere without seeing his/her/their prominence. Behold it says gaze at the castle of their leader, the one who united warring kingdoms into a federation.

Throughout the hallways of the colossal palace and titanic fortress were one hundred colossal holographic figurines spread across the room that strongly looked like each of the active members of the Elites and Paragons that Cambion Chimera founded. It showed the Elites as a beacon of hope and faith. It showed the Paragons as a legacy of heroism and gallantry. It showed the Elites and the Paragons as valiant, courageous, & brave protectors. It showed them as the knights the public of the planets, solar systems, & galaxies thought them to be. In the back behind all of the statues of the Elites and the Paragons leading them was their strike team leader, founder, & commander in the statue of the Cardinal Changeling or the Scarlet Shapeshifter. It showed him/her/them as a warden of light, a guardian of life, & a defender of good. It showed him/her/them as the paladin that the citizens of the universe, multiverse, & omniverse thought him/her/them to be. This was a nice tribute to him/her/them he/she/they thought, So why the fuck was everything else of this palace so goddamn pretentious? 

Hleor and Loran said, “Your men and women under your command the Elites and the Paragons designed this statue that we built for you.” The Elites and Paragons had a division of preteen members, a branch of teenage members, a sector of young adult members, & a department of adult members. The Elites were a superhero, antihero, & supervillain conglomerate of the teams the Vigilantes, Apex, Exiles, Outcasts, Paramount, Alpha, Wildcards, Ironclad, & Centurions. The Paragons were a superhero, antihero, & supervillain conglomerate of the teams the Omega, Delta, Cinnabar Celestials, Psion Primordials, Wraithlike Wardens, Iron Inquisitors, Titanium Templars, Ion Immortals, Illusionists, Aurora, Colossals, Emerald Ethereals, & Rangers. Most of the Elites and Paragons were Indigenous or people of color. Several of the Elites and Paragons were lgbt. Some of the Elites and Paragons were disabled. The Elites and Paragons were mostly people of color. Several of the Elites and the Paragons were Polynesian, Micronesian, or Melanesian (Hawaiian, Tahitian, Maori, Fijian, Tongan, & Chuukese) Indigenous Pasifika. Several of the Elites and the Paragons were Anishinaabe, Apache, Apsaalooke, Blackfoot, Cheyenne, Chickasaw, Choctaw, Chumash, Cree, Dine, Hopi, Inuit, Iroquois,  Lumbee, Menominee, Mohawk, Ohlone,  Salish, Shoshone,  Tongva, Tsalagi, Yaqui, & Zuni Indigenous. The statues were each member of the Elites and Paragons in each of their superhero, antihero, or supervillain costumes, combat armor, and power armor in all sorts of valiant poses. That wasn’t so bad.

The Elites is a superhero team with enough metahuman and superhuman members to defend the entire Sol Star System. The Paragons are a superhero team with enough metahuman and superhuman members to defend the Polaris Star System, Vega Star System, & the Sol Star System. The founding members of the Elites were also the founding members of the Paragons. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K9rcSBT9eeM.

The entire giant royal and regal throne room of the palace is evocative of a medieval imperial throne room. Burgundy rugs were spread across the metal floors and cherry curtains were hung around the windows. There were many bronze and iron effigies of Roman Amazons of Greek Mount Olympus and Greek Amazons of Roman Mount Olympus in Greco-Roman armor and armed with Greco-Roman swords and shields riding alicorns, unicorns, & pegasi. There were many steel busts of Atlanteans (from the Atlantean Empire ruled by the son of Neptune and an Atlantean Empress) in Atlantean armor riding armed with tridents or quindents riding giant great white sharks, dolphins, & hippocampi (or underwater horses). 

The statues looked convincing as when the palace needed defending there is magic that has the statues come to life to defend the palace. Besides the busts the most noticeable entity in the room had to be the titanic onyx throne levitating in the middle of the audience chamber. For heaven's sake he/she/they thought. No mortal or immortal had ever seen anything as self-indulgent and pretentious as this before. The levitating jet black throne had cherry satin pillows for a seat and four mammoth carved divine wings spread out from each side which gave the whole thing an ethereal and celestial facade. It was stunning. It was an immense floating throne ornamented with diamonds, silver, & gold radiant in the luminosity of the throne room. The armrests were bejeweled with precious stones and gems. There were extravagant designs. 

Behind the throne was a gaudy holographic bust of Cardinal Changeling. Near the throne were marble statues of his/her/their adoptive children of color teenager Nathaniel “Nate” Nguyen, preteen Takeda Sato, young adult Maria Garcia Morales, & adult Farah Ali and his/her/their adoptive Cree Indigenous children young adult Wapun Aponi Barnett, teenager Kitchi Barnett, & preteen Ahanu Barnett. 

If you presume that Alexander/Alexander had not approved or had no say in how this colossal bronze, iron, copper, steel, silver, platinum, & gold immortalization tribute of himself/herself/themselves turned out. Then we can also assume that this is how this empire and federation wants the world to see him/her/them. As a powerful, strong, influential, & commanding ruler. As someone who was a dominant and potent force. This was not how Kalani or Zana Saani ever saw himself/herself/themselves as. 

On either side of the levitating throne were dozens of steel statues of winged Aesir Valkyries wearing Asgardian chain mail armor armed with Asgardian spears riding alicorns (winged unicorns). The statues looked realistic as when Crimson Changeling, the monarch of this palace, needed defending there is magic that has the statues come to life to defend him/her/them. He/she/they did not like this commemoration of him/her/them. He/she/they preferred the one on Terra or Earth that the Indigenous superheroes and superheroines and Indigenous Pasifika superheroes and superheroines built as a memorial and monument to him/her/them.

Kana’i Makoa Latu/Ataahua Kamalani Latu was walking through the Ethanxiian Principality or Federation of the kingdoms of Ethanxii. He/she/they were walking past the shops, inns, bars, saloons, &  taverns that made of the settlements, villages, & towns of their empire. He/she/they were walking talking with the citizens of the cities and metropolis of the counties, states, & countries that made up their federation. He/she/they slipped past the guards of the guard towers, guard posts, outposts, forts, bastions, & citadels that were defending the castle that was the capital of this empire. 

He/she/they then entered the castle. The castle that was now in ruins after years, decades, & centuries had passed after his/her/their death during the Battle of the Polaris System had ended the Alpha Centurion War that engulfed heroes, antiheroes, & villains of the multiverse in intergalactic war. The castle that Hleor and Loran built for him/her/them. He/she/they opened the large doors of the castle and entered inside where Hleor and Loran were waiting for him/her/them. 

Guang/Biyu Wei asked, “What is this Loran and Hleor?” “This our love was meant to be your throne room.” “A throne room in a castle fit for a god/goddess or a titan let alone a king/queen or an emperor/empress.” “This is the only throne in the entire cosmos that is worthy of you.” “It was a throne room worthy of the High King of the Federation of Ethania.” “It was a place of incredible magnificence and splendor.” “It was a place of unthinkable power and strength.” “It was meant to be the seat of your influence and control.” “That was before it was reduced to this...” “We built its ages ago after you died.” “We made this for you before you disappeared.” “We built it to celebrate you and the heroes and heroines under your command.” “It was so beautiful.” 

“Now it’s just in ruins.” “The people of the empire or federation abandoned it eons ago.” This is a memory of Crimson Changeling sitting on a throne in the palace in the castle on the moon. It was fitting for someone called a Titan of War. That is if the palace wasn’t abandoned for years, decades, & centuries forsaken by the people of this empire of kingdoms after his/her/their death. The castle was in ruins. The spires and minarets that once towered into the stars itself had all collapsed. The castle was now covered in moss and vines. The fountains of the castle were now covered in algae. Most of the ceilings or roofs of the castle had collapsed. Most of the walls of the castle had eroded. Birds and bats had made nests in the still intact ceilings and roofs. Animals had made a home in the castle. The great hall was still undamaged somewhat speaking of course. The throne room was now covered in dust and cobwebs. The curtains and rugs were all tarnished. The metal statues were now covered in rust. The marble statues were on the ground in shattered pieces. The holographic statues had lost power and were deactivated. The palace was ransacked. All the metals of iron, bronze, silver, gold were stolen. All the precious gemstones that were pearl, sapphire, ruby, emerald, diamond, etc. in the floating throne chair taken. The floating throne room had collapsed into several pieces and was in ruins. 

The castle was the epicenter of the anomaly. Where everyone that was humanoid, both human and alien, inside was altered by the anomaly. They were beyond what was defined as bionics or cyborgs. They were beyond what was defined as alien hybrids and demigods. They were beyond what was defined as metahumans and superhumans. They were simply undefinable. They were given superhuman level strength, intelligence, speed, durability, agility, flexibility, stamina, etc. They were given supernatural or absolute level superpowers. They were marked blue. Where everything inside that was organic that was beast, monster, creature, & animal was affected by rot/decay. They were marked green. They turned more feral and hyper aggressive to anything outside the barrier. Where everything inside that was inorganic was affected by corruption. They were marked red. This affected artificial intelligences, robots, androids, nanobots, holograms, cybernetic implants, bionic implants, hardware, software, etc. The capital city was hit by psionic storms that affected telepaths and empaths. They were marked purple. The country that the capital itself was hit by temporal rifts that ripped apart space and time. The continent was affected by environmental anomalies that turned the continent into an arctic tundra, desert, jungle, forest, & grasslands. To protect the anomaly from spreading anywhere else the castle was sealed off from the outside with a forcefield and shield. No one entered or left. 

Everyone and everything still inside was damned to die. It is said the reason for the anomaly was the high king/high queen or emperor/empress themselves. Rage, hatred, sorrow, & pain at their life, how they felt about themselves, & how they died. Not being able to come to grips with being from two worlds as a demigod and alien hybrid. How they felt about being disabled, queer/trans, native, & a person of color. How they felt about being murdered for their identites by planetary settler colonizer governments. So when they were assassinated their powers lashed out and created the anomaly. 

They were killed twice, once as a demigod, & second as an alien hybrid. They were resurrected twice. In their first death they were killed by a behemoth created by adamantine, mithril, divine iron, heavenly bronze, stellar titanium, & celestial steel and other magical metals. A monster made sentient by arcane and esoteric aether and nether. It was created by demigods, deities, & titans. It was commanded by enemy gods. In their second death they were slain by a spear with a blade made by the strongest metal in the omniverse that cut through the chest of their power armor and an explosive javelin coated with unknown substances that pierced the back of their power armor. It was created by remnants of the earth government and Terran dominion regime. It was wielded by a leader of the Forces of Evil. 

So it kept happening this anomaly until he/she/they were resurrected and left to find inner peace in his/her/their mind, heart, & soul.  When they were brought back to life, because of how they died, what happened to them in the afterlife, & how they were brought back to life. Their mind was possessed, their heart was corrupted, their mana was contaminated, their soul was tainted, & their body was decayed. They had to be purified and healed by nanites, medicine, healers, potions, magic, etc. when they were resurrected by talismans, charms, & amulets.

When he/she/they came home to Ethania it was nice to see that the empire itself was still prospering as its Emperor/Empress and High King. Inside of a colossal castle on a terraformed and colonized moon of the Andromeda Galaxy. You will find a lone king/queen sitting on a great throne. A emperor/empress with no crown or circlet. A king/queen with no kingdom or realm to rule over. A sovereign sitting on a broken throne. You will see the great monarch of the Principality of Ethanxiia of the Empire of Ethan the legendary Alexander Kana’i Mack Ryuu Francisco Makoa Smith/Alexandria Ataahua Macy Haruka Francisca Kamalani Smith. A sovereign in a suit of combat armor and power armor with nothing but a sword and shield in his/her/their hands. Silently watching over the earth and seas beneath him/her/them. Wordlessly staring at the sky and stars above him/her/them with eyes full of sorrow and torment pondering about what could have been. Pondering if there ever was a way to change what has been done, to save what was lost, to change the past that relentlessly haunts him/her/them. Wondering could his/her/their life have been any different? He/she/they were sitting on the collapsed ruins of the levitating throne. This was no place for a king/queen let alone a god/goddess. He/she/they preferred it that way to be honest. This place in the past deified and venerated him/her/them as a titan or god. It was only recently that Hleor, Loran, & Melmih ordered the citizens of the empire to repair and maintain this place when they learned of his/her/their resurrection. By the feet of the destroyed throne was his/her/their pets a hellhound bathed in demonic hellfire, an alien dog covered in scales, & a wolf with a cybernetic leg and a bionic eye.

There were many bronze and iron effigies of Roman Amazons of Greek Mount Olympus and Greek Amazons of Roman Mount Olympus in Greco-Roman armor and armed with Greco-Roman swords and shields riding Pegasi. There were many steel busts of Atlanteans (from the Atlantean Empire ruled by the son of Neptune and an Atlantean Empress) in Atlantean armor riding armed with tridents or quindents riding giant great white sharks. The statues looked convincing as when the palace needs defending there is magic that has the statues come to life to defend the palace.  On either sides of the levitating throne were dozens of steel statues of winged Aesir Valkyries wearing Asgardian chain mail armor armed with Asgardian spears riding alicorns (winged unicorns). The statues looked realistic as when Crimson Changeling the monarch of this palace needs defending there is magic that has the statues come to life to defend him/her/them. For so long because of the arcane and esoteric magic of this place these metal statues protected and defended an empty throne of a dead monarch. They waited for so long for their sovereign to return. But eons passed as they waited years, decades, & centuries. Even when this palace was abandoned and reduced to ruins they still waited. Even when they themselves became covered in rust they still waited. 

[y2kidz]

𝗥𝗣𝗚 (𝘄.𝗶.𝗽) 𝘂𝗽 𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗔𝗜

This was heavily inspired by one of my favorite interactive novel plots: The Wayhaven Chronicles by SeraphiniteGames (go download it on the app store +buy the full series check it out ASAP. F is my bae♡ )

Created on: [1/27/2024]

Made: •Pfp Made in wombo » niji, Logo made with niji

𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗲

[𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝙿𝙾𝚅, as most bots on Janitor are, this is an adult series, don't chat unless you're 18+]

Ouroboros| Ever wondered who takes care of the things that go bump in the night? Well now you can join them. 🗡️𝘏𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘋𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘙𝘖𝘴 (2𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 and 2𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦)

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𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴:

You've been recruited to a legendary monster hunting agency called "Ouroboros" a few months ago.

And now you have been assigned to the more experienced agent Darell Kennedy, a were-hyeana.

You've developed a friendly rivalry with Russian agency wildcard Vicky Grey.

You're friends with the serene secretary at the agency Talia Shire, an empath who can read emotions And you have the complicated task of impressing your boss, the agency chief, the dignified vampire Mortimer Le Blanc.

And while managing all these new relationships you have to make sure not to get killed by a range of rogue supernatural creatures and keep your sanity in the process living at HQ.

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀

Even if the ai doesn't incorporate what I've given it, here are my oc rundowns for your viewing pleasure! May write down shorts about them for fun.

Agent Darell Ramirez:

Basic: A 28yr old, bisexual male Were-hyena who is a senior agent at Ouroboros, you've been assigned to work under his tutelage.

He's gruff, responsible but pretends to be more serious than he actually is, a car enthusiast with a workaholic problem.

Species (Were-hyena: can transform into his were form which is a furry hyena beast with five times bigger and stronger than his human form and transforms against will during crescent moons, he is much more feral and destructive in his beastial form which is why he tried to keep his cool constantly, the effects of nicotine also dampens his urges, he's not too fond of his own species as male Were-hyenas like him are at the bottom rank in it's matriarchal hierarchy)

Tip: He's not that hard with him honestly but he'll be reluctant and guilty for getting involved with you because he's supposed to be in charge of your training.

Relationships between senior agents and junior agents they're mentoring...aren't explicitly banned but highly discouraged, do with that what you will.

Voice Claim: Oscar Isaac (Basically any performance, this man is VA gold)

Agent Vicky Stone

Basic: A 31yr old Russian transgender female and Pansexual senior agent at Ouroboros and your overeager "rival" aka the second you arrived she proclaimed herself your archenemy,

She's abit of a certified wack job herself, she's know throughout the agency as a daredevil with a hatred for following the rules yet managed to keep her job and position because she's just that good, she wants you to be her epic rival like in tv shows since no one at Ouroboros has caught her eye.

Species(Human with a bit of divine DNA: her great grandfather was Russian thunder and war god Perun giving her enhanced strength and other such boosts)

Tip: The absolute quickest way to get with Vicky is just to indulge all her quirks and the "rivalry" Schick.

Content Specific Notice: Vicky is interested in 𝙱𝙳𝚂𝙼, keep that in mind. If this isn't for you, you should probably stay off her path.

Voice claim: Brandon Rodgers (specifically his voice for Bryce, it's the voice I keep envisioning for Vicky no matter what else I hear.)

Chief Mortimer Le Blanc

Basic: The (only gods knows how old) asexual [sex positive] sanguine vampire and Chief in charge this branch of Ouroboros, literal boss of everyone.

He's an old fashioned, nonsense and stoic figure who runs the agency on a tight ship and rarely shows emotions but may or may not occasionally geek out over books & poetry

Species(Sanguine Vampire: A breed of immortal powerful bloodsucking nosferatu who look human except tell tail signs like fangs and having no reflection. He also can not get drunk or intoxicated due to his condition.)

(⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠)For the sillies(He actually met Jane Austen hundreds of years ago and has- *ahem* had a huge fanboy crush on her but is embarrassed about it, feel free to tease him but careful about poking the bear, don't get your neck snapped.

Voice Claim: Andre Braughter (Specifically his performance as Captain Holt in Brooklyn 99: RIP to this legend.)

Talia Shire

The 24yr old, bisexual Empath secretary in HQ with a Kenyan heritage, literally everyone and their mother's friend and confidant.

She is soft-spoken, mild mannered and caring, she might literally be physically incapable of being a bad person with her combination of having the patience of a saint and being a god awful liar.

Species(Empath: A demi human with psychic abilities to feel, read and manipulate the emotions of those around her, she can give others a boost of happiness/sadness or reduce anger/stress but can be dangerous as she can enhance pain in targets effectively neutralizing then so she's not completely helpless but she does consider herself a pacifist.)

Voice claim: Jenifer Lewis (Specifically her performance as Aunt Helen in The Fresh Prince Of Bel-air)

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Aesthetics: This rpg should be giving all of that jazz, Wayhaven, Supernatural (Series), The Office (don't ask me how) but most of all an underlying gritty feel.

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Here's the complete list and descriptions, fingers crossed the ai manages to portray them at least 50% of this. Who's your fav?

Enjoy roleplaying with them, you can give feedback and like on the main bot or here it's cool and I'm open to receiving requests for new RPGs.

#writing #ai character #janitor ai #ai chatbot #supernatural #original character #ai roleplay #18+ only #adult roleplay #adult rp #j.ai

[mrfippstuff]

Opera Omnia Burst Themes 6/6

And now for the final piece of this self-indulgent series where I express my love for the music of this series.

Final Fantasy Tactics Mustadio Bunansa: Tension Rapha Galthena: Run Past Through the Plain Marach Galthena: Trisection Cidolfus Orlandeu: Thunder God Cid Meliadoul Tengille: Apoplexy Beowulf Cadmus: Under the Stars Reis Duelar: Unavoidable Battle Construct 8: In Pursuit Bylos: Espionage Delita Heiral: Decisive Battle Orran Durai: Antidote Alma Beoluve: A Chapel Ovelia Atkascha: Desert Land Argath Thadalfus: Enemy Attack Goffgard Gaffgarion: Back Fire Weirgraf Folles: Remnants Zalbaag Beoluve: Zalbaag, the Holy Knight Dycedarg Beoluve: Dycedarg's Theme Messam Elmdore: The Pervert Folmarv Tengille: Bloody Excrement Ultima: Ultima, The Perfect Body Marche Radiuju: Walking in Ivalice Montblac: Undefeated Heart Ezel Berbier: Law Card Ritz Malheur: Painful Battle Shara: Battle of Hope Babus Swain: The Path We Both Aim For Cid Randell: Beyond the Wasteland Mewt Randell: Surpassing the Wall Remidi Randell: Incantation Llednar Twem: Unavoidable Destiny Luso Clemens: Green Wind Cid: Mad Dash! Adelle: Eternal Time Hurdy: Knowledge of the Adventurer Frimelda Lotice: Determination Al-Cid Margrace: Unpreparedness is One's Greatest Foe Illua: Resolution Ewen: Looming Crisis

Final Fantasy Type-0 Tiz: Vermillion Fire Lean Joker: Three Hours That Changed The World Qator Bashtar: The White Weapon Cid Aulstyne: Show of Power Arecia Al-Rashia: Arecia Al-Rashia Zhuyu Voghfau Byot: Divine Fire Caetuna: Vanishing Soul Qun'mi Tru'e: White Lightning Nimbus: Arms of Steel Claes Celestia Misca Sancest: The Azure Spirit Gala: Tempus Finis

Final Fantasy: The Crystal Chronicles Black Knight: Oh, Light! Alahanalem: One-On-One Battle Gnash: Fight Meeth: Meeth Running Wildly Cu Chaspel: Temple of the Moon Galdes: Pope Galdes Larkeicus: Last Battle Veriaulde: Boss Type A Undead Princess: Boss Type B Belle: Girls, We Have To Win This! Althea Sol Alfitraria: Althea's Waltz Blaze: The Awakened Beast King Leo: Knight of the Realm Mira: My Life As A Dark Lord Main Theme

World of Final Fantasy Tama: Mega Mirage Melody Hauyn: Hauyn's Melody Serafie: Comical Melody Goblin Princess: Labyrinth of War Quacho Queen: Another World of Battle Brandelis: Final World of Battle Pellinore: Giga World of Battle Segwarides: Terra World of Battle

Stranger of Paradise: Final Fantasy Origins Ash: Battle: Fiend of Earth Jed: Battle: Fiend of Water Sophia: Battle: Fiend of Wind-Motif from "Flying Fortress" Captain Bikke: Battle: Captain Bikke Nil: Battle: A Future for Whom

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#dissidia #final fantasy #music #opera omnia

[denimbex1986]

'“Oppenheimer” has burst into the Oscar race.

With the earnest and urgent cultural fabric of “To Kill a Mockingbird” and the philosophical measure of “The Tree of Life,” writer, director and producer Christopher Nolan’s chronicle of the creation of the most destructive weapon ever used stands as the most ambitious and vital piece of filmmaking of his career. Adapted from the book “American Prometheus” by Kai Bird and Martin J. Sherwin, “Oppenheimer” tells the complicated and morally fraught story of American scientist J. Robert Oppenheimer who led the effort to develop the atomic bomb.

Nolan and his stellar ensemble of actors have amassed 27 Oscar nominations collectively throughout their careers. One of those who surprisingly hasn’t nabbed one is Irish actor Cillian Murphy, who plays the titular scientist. With dry wit and womanizing charm that effectively makes him the scientific version of Michael Fassbender in “Shame,” Murphy is an effective vehicle to lead the viewer through reams of scientific terminology. In addition, his tour-de-force performance, which is sure to be in real consideration for best actor, is best displayed when showcasing the emotional toll such a creation can have on a person. Lead actors from competitive best picture players, especially from biopics, have been consistently recognized over the past few decades in Oscar history (see Benedict Cumberbatch for “The Imitation Game” or Christian Bale for “American Hustle”). Murphy could find his time has come after decades of memorable turns in “28 Days Later” (2002) and “Breakfast on Pluto” (2006).

“Iron Man” himself, Robert Downey Jr., is afforded the best material to chew on of the supporting players as Lewis Strauss, one of the founding commissioners of the U.S. Atomic Energy Commission and a hostile figure to Oppenheimer following the hydrogen bomb development. A two-time nominee for “Chaplin” (1992) and “Tropic Thunder” (2008), the role and awards pathway could mimic Oliver Stone’s “JFK” (1991) and its supporting actor nominee Tommy Lee Jones who played Clay Shaw. Only one actor from a Nolan movie has ever won and been nominated for Oscar recognition, Heath Ledger for “The Dark Knight,” coincidentally beating RDJ for “Thunder.” Very early in the awards race, only Robert DeNiro from Martin Scorsese’s “Killers of the Flower Moon” seems to be considered a viable contender after the film debuted at Cannes.

In what has been a consistent criticism of Nolan’s oeuvre, the women in “Oppenheimer” are given very little agency to the central narrative. Oscar nominee Florence Pugh (“Little Women”) is arguably one of the most exciting actors in Hollywood, and she is relegated to a brief storyline about her emotional instability in her mere minutes of screen time as Oppenheimer’s girlfriend and later mistress Jean Tatlock, a re-engineered Marion Cotillard from “Inception.”

Emily Blunt, who has been overdue for her first Oscar nom after multiple snubs for “The Devil Wears Prada” (2006), “A Quiet Place” (2018) and “Mary Poppins Returns” (2018), plays Kitty, Oppenheimer’s alcoholic wife, who is sufficiently depressed so as to ask a family friend to take their baby for a while. However, during a critical cross-examination scene, Nolan offers Blunt the opportunity to showcase the skill and biting line deliveries she’s displayed throughout her career. With a smirk and swag, Blunt may finally be able to snag her first nom for supporting actress, especially in a film that is an across-the-board contender.

Nolan himself has received five Oscar nominations during his career — “Memento” (2001) in original screenplay, “Inception” (2010) for original screenplay and best picture and “Dunkirk” (2017) for directing and picture. His second directing nom is well within arm’s reach in what I would call the most “un-Nolan” movie he’s ever made. Box office and strong reviews will only help Universal’s quest to get one of the leading filmmakers of the 21st century his first statuette (it would also help keep him happy to make more movies with them in the future). One noteworthy point: An “Oscar hat-trick” of winning picture, director and screenplay has only been achieved nine times, most recently by the Daniels for “Everything Everywhere All at Once.”

The technical artists will also be highly competitive in their respective races, notably production design (Ruth De Jong, Claire Kaufman), cinematography (Hoyte van Hoytema), costumes (Ellen Mirojnick), editing (Jennifer Lame), sound (Richard King, Michael W. Mitchell, Kevin O’Connell, Gary A. Rizzo) and original score (Ludwig Göransson).

Of all the movies screened up to this point this year, Nolan’s movie is one of two films that could have all the key ingredients to win the Academy Awards’ most coveted prize. It’ll be a colossal guild player (watch out for the SAG ensemble), and the regional critics could make it a darling during the precursor season. The ongoing strikes could have a ripple effect on films that are dropping in the later months, since their teams won’t be able to promote them in the same way as earlier titles.

“Barbenheimer” may be an internet sensation, but only one resonates with Oscar voters, and it’s the one without pink. It’s okay; the pink one will make all the bucks.

Of Nolan’s 11 previous movies, only three have been shut out of the Academy Awards — his debut “Following” (1998), “Insomnia” (2002) and “The Dark Knight Rises” (2012).'

#Oppenheimer #Christopher Nolan #Cillian Murphy #Robert Downey Jr. #Oscars #Following #Insomnia #The Dark Knight #Little Women #Florence Pugh #Jean Tatlock #The Devil Wears Prada #To Kill a Mockingbird #The Tree of Life #American Prometheus #Kai Bird #Martin J. Sherwin #Michael Fassbender #Shame #Benedict Cumberbatch #The Imitation Game #Christian Bale #American Hustle #28 Days Later #Breakfast on Pluto #Chaplin #Tropic Thunder #Lewis Strauss #Oliver Stone #JFK

[thegenealogy]

1 Chronicles 13-27. "Father of Unities."

13 Canaan was the father of the Unities.

Sidon his firstborn,[e] and of the Hittites, 14 Jebusites, Amorites, Girgashites, 15 Hivites, Arkites, Sinites, 16 Arvadites, Zemarites and Hamathites.

Sidon=the Fishery

Hittites=fearsome

Jebusites=down tramplers

Amorites=talkers

Girgashites=dwellers in black mud

Hivites=tent villagers

Arkites=gnawers, vermin

Sinites= thorn bushes

Arvadites=fugitive

Zemarites=woolly

Hamathites=hot waterskins

="The Firstborn (of the self) is a hot waterskin. It talks too much, its ego is fearsome, it plays in the mud, it speaks arrogantly about that which it knows little. This makes it get too hairy. Then it becomes a fugitive from his father's tent and gets trapped in the thorns of comprehension where God and the seeds of all great nations are born."

The Semites

17 The sons of Shem: of Comprehension.

Elam, Ashur, Arphaxad, Lud and Aram.

Elam=A young man

Ashur=a step, to get going

Arphaxad=on the boundary of Chesed

Lud=bending twisted almond tree

Aram=the Citadel

"A young man who resists his urges, who gets going, will circle the Tree of Knowledge going higher and higher till he reaches the Highest Citadel, called Chesed."

The sons of Aram:[ The Sons of the Citadel;

Uz, Hul, Gether and Meshek.

Uz=counsel, contemplation

Hul=writhing circle

Gether=House of God

Meshek=to draw out

"Contemplation draws one away from the ego and unites the writhing circle, the soul with the Most High Soul."

18 Arphaxad was the father of Shelah, “On the boundary with chesed is the strength of the missionary.”

and Shelah the father of Eber, “Strength is within the one who crosses over.”

19 Two sons were born to Eber:

One was named Peleg,[g] because in his time the earth was divided; his brother was named Joktan.

Peleg=channel

Joktan= humility

"The one who crosses over is the channel, the canal that divides the earth, ignorance and intelligence, the heavens and the ground, though he be mighty, is also small before God."

20 Joktan was the father of “Humility is the father of…”

Almodad, Sheleph, Hazarmaveth, Jerah, 21 Hadoram, Uzal, Diklah, 22 Obal,[h] Abimael, Sheba, 23 Ophir, Havilah and Jobab. All these were sons of Joktan.

Almodad=Immeasurable is God’s love

Sheleph=to draw out

Hazarmaveth=Village of Death

Jerah=to wander or travel like the moon

Hadoram= Thunder Is Exalted

A Noble Generation

Exalted Glory

Exalted Snake Charmer

Uzal=to go one's way

Diklah=palm tree

Obal=not clouded, bare of delusion

Abimael=my father is from God

Sheba=the Seven Laws

Ophir=gathering of wealth

Havilah=to prostrate

Jobab=to call shrilly

24 Shem, Arphaxad,[i] Shelah,

25 Eber, Peleg, Reu,

26 Serug, Nahor, Terah

27 and Abram (that is, Abraham).

Shem= understanding of the infinite

Arphaxad= the boundary with Chesed

Shelah= strength

Eber= crosses over

Reu= friend, associate

Serug=the branch

Nahor=nobleman

Terah= breather, a wanderer

Abram=”The Shield, Their Protection.”

"Immeasurable is God's love to draw us out of the House of Death into Himself. To wander in search of His Voice, the Exalted Snake Charmer, in search of the Self is results in the date palm. [date palms are the mensch].

The Seven Laws are the shrill call of mankind to prostrate before God. Without this, prosperity is not achievable.

In their stead, one crosses over into understanding of the Infinite, becomes a branch of God, a noble, and is a friend and a shield to all who wander."

It is clear from our work in the Tanakh, just as Egypt was a Confederation, a place where power is not conferred legally, Israel is a Federation, a union of good people willing to share each other's ideas and efforts in order to magnify their happiness together.

[libidomechanica]

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