#also doing her fire pose im overwhelmed

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Doctor's Notes Book 3: Of Hidden Horns

Entry 5

Summary, Things of note since last entry attack, one stand. haunted, buried relic The Manticores and the flock of Harpies Stone stand, Blue bear tribe, Burial mounts, recursive ghosts, buried relic G-G-G-Ghosts, | Monstrosities, Manticores and Harpies Turns out that I was right to be worried. That Manticore that was supposed to guard the relic, it not only decided to give chase, but was also accompanied by a flock of harpies... * Being put in a life threatening situation and having to fight for your life, as well as protect the airship you are flying on, so it doesnt crash to the ground hundreds of feet below, Right after an intense and invasive surgery is Not ideal ! not only had I to re-bandage my own forehead, after taking care of all the injured crewmates. But I also had "bandage" the ship first, so that the balloon we are using to stay aloft, doesn't collapse into itself and kill us anyway, Before i could finally get some proper rest. (Deciding to take care of the ship first, before myself, might not have been on of my brightest ideas though. but I'm gonna blame that on the bloodloss) I havnt even had time yet to study the horn i just removed. And evne if i wanted to, Im too tired to do so now.

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what happend was, shortly after the procedure, the entire ship suddenly lurched. which was then followed by the most beautifull singing and soothing voice ive ever heard <3 Harpies are nasty creatures, their hypnotizing voice and song poses a serious threat to any and all who can hear them and cannot resist their magic induced charm ... one of the crewmembers wasnt so lucky to survive it seems. Most of the crew seemed fine / uneffected at first glance. (still wondering whether those scarfs have anything to do with that. ) But this crew member was apparently below decks during the attack, and probably wasnt wearing it, when he followed the harpy out through the window... The scarf having remained behind on the table nearby. ill be sure to make so harpy feather arrows next time we encounter a flock. Hopefully we can prevent such a thing from happening again. This ship needs their crew.

the manticore itself proved rather difficult to deal with. partially because a second one showed up and attacked as well. Lym was able to fend one of mostly by herself. But when one harpies stuck down her brother, the fight turned in their favour. she managed to heal him before any serious injuries could be sustained fortunately, but was beginning to get overwhelmed in the moments after. I tried to intervene and help and... I dont know how, but the beast just withered when i touched it. it was about to slash me to ribbons, when I could feel my fingers itch and hurt, like a piercing pain beneath my fingernails. And as i stumbled and fell backwards, i instinctively put my hands between myself and the beast to protect myself, but when my hands made contact, its neck just decayed in front of me, and the beast collapsed by my feet, before it could get close enough to sink its teeth in me. when i looked at my hands, my.... lower arms where translucent and my fingers as black as ink. It quickly faded a few seconds later but, i wonder if its just the bloodloss talking, but it felt somewhat familiar... * I vaguely recall experiencing a similar feeling back when we gave chase to the fire giants. I uhm... will have to check my notes.

| ! Important ! the manticore spines/spikes are still stuck in the balloon after the fight. since pulling them out would be a bad idea, i instead used an adhesive to properly secure them, and make sure the balloon doesnt rapture any further Its only a patchwork job though. to fully repair it, might take a couple of weeks and supplies we dont have. it should hopefully be stable untill it Can be fixed. but i will have to keep an eye out. If i can figure out something else to perhaps repair it in a quicker time frame, that would be ideal. but i dont think its that high on the priority list sadly. (Also need to figure out a better way to climb / fly up next time) | Omrick managed to harvest a some stuff from the manticore that.... didnt fall of the ship. its heart seems to hold some rather interesting biological / anatomical / chemical properties. he was kind eneough to hand it over to me before i took some well needed rest. I will study later when ive had the chance to recover and rest up a bit. |

Stone stand I managed to get the rest i needed, before we arrived out our next destination, and I already feel a lot better / less exhausted. still drained and tired to be honest ( that fight didnt particularly help ) but I can atleast move around without constantly feeling dizzy. One stand seems to be a collection of burial mounds, build around a pretty ancient looking oak tree. I assume the relic is either somewhere near the center, by the tree. or... inside one of the burial mounds. i really hope its former.

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Cant say as happy about it beign the former as i should be. as soon as we approached the tree. we... were assaulted by The spirits, of the blue bear tribe ... I hate it here. why does it have to be more undead. they kept coming back and back, wouldnt leave us alone. and things almost got out of control when they possesed Lym. nevermind the fact that they seem to be literally stealing the life force from the others. Iv'e been lucky to avoid most of the attacks. but Lym and Omrick werent so lucky. Omrick has the advantage of his dwarven longevity but .... Lym not so much. She looks about my age is now which is incredibly strange / weird. Like how do I even cure someone of aging. Im not skilled enough for that. maybe Lym herself is powerfull enough, but i dont know what she requires to accomplish such a thing, or even the amount of magic she needs perfom such a feat. Guess ill have to look into that as well. First however we have to find the bloody relic ( before more the damned ghosts return. ( I really hope that doesnt happen) ) Se did some investigating around, and the source of the necromancy that's summoning the ghosts, is buried deep beneath the huge old oak tree. and so is the relic we are looking for as well... Its gonna take a looot of time to uncover the relic, if it is as buried as deep as i think it is. * Interesting note, Omrick being aged by the spirits, resulted in him growing all his hear back. So I guess that is solved. Lym has undergone a similar effect as a result. Longer hair, nails and horns. I wonder what the effects of Baras again would be nvm. he is centuries old and in top condition still guess that shows how remarkable the ingenuity behind his design is.

| Made some tools, that should hopefully help | people also polymorphed into beasts to help with digging, hopefully that will cut some time as well. i just wonder how long the effect lasts / how long they can keep it up | good news, we are halfway i think bad news, we are only halfway i think... | stopping for now to rest. | What was that noise? i think i just heard wailing. i know i claim to hear that fairly often, but this time its different. please dont tell me more of them have come to plague us...

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[IG] daraxxi : Happy Halloween 👻🎃 
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#her crush outfit and OG antenna hair #😭😭😭 #dara is truely 2NE1’s biggest fan #dara #sandara park #dara park #2ne1 #blackjack #also doing her fire pose im overwhelmed #scream

[kotalefanzu]

Pitch Pearl  ATUS AU- Part 3

ahahaha. i finally came back to wite the finale. WOOOO. im still sorry about waiting so long oof.

where we last left off, danny had a dream about phantom, in which he tells him about the creation of the natural portals. he leaves danny, saying that he’ll come running back soon enough. when he wakes up, jazz tells him that sam and tucker have gone missing.

danny takes a second to process that information along with the dream and his brain just shuts down. he goes on autopilot, acting like he didn’t hear a word she just said. jazz tries to snap him out of it to get some sort of reaction but when she actually looks him in the eyes, filled with exhaustion, fear, and helplessness, she realizes that he doesn’t need any more things to worry about and goes to tell their parents not to bother him. 

when she leaves, he blankly goes through the motions as he normally would. just like before this all happened. he checks his phone with slight hope that they may have tried to contact him, but after realizing he spent ten minutes just staring at it, he puts it away and doesn’t check it again. the walk to school is nothing but a stream of consciousness and he doesn’t even really feel awake anymore. everyone is just a blur while his brain refuses to process anything around him. 

he gets to class, looks at his friends’ desks, and notices two cleanly carved DP symbols on them. it makes him start giggling a little, then laughing loudly, before he sinks to the ground crying out of frustration and overload.

a town meeting is called in the middle of school. the missing children line up with the new influx of ghost sightings and they want to check to see if any more kids have gone missing. someone points out the danny got taken last and the two missing children were his friends. others bring up the lunchroom incident and start pestering him with questions, seeking answers. danny waits for his family to quiet everything down before explaining everything from his first day in captivity all the way to last night’s dream. many people want to push the blame onto danny for painting a target on their heads and force him to deal with it on his own while others want to use danny as a bargaining tool to save their lives.

the fentons reject every suggestion and say that the most important thing here to do if to protect the children and find a way to defeat the ghosts now that blocking their way into the human realm is no longer an option. they explain that giving danny up might be a trap if phantom was able to kidnap sam and tucker but didn’t head straight for danny. he is told to safe and not try anything.

the GIW are called in to work on locating one of the portals and storming the ghost zone to rescue the missing children. danny is desperate to help and spends most of his time reliving unwanted memories just to give any form of information that might be helpful. after a while they send him away to try getting back to normal life as he needs a form of distraction. 

at lunch, he is cornered by the other teens who ask if he is really just going to sit there and do nothing. danny is hesitant to lead more children into the ghost zone where they could be hurt, but they are determined and at this point, he is willing to risk it. after stealing a bunch of weapons from his parent's old weaponry vault, he finds a natural portal and opens it. they get sucked into it and arrive in the courtyards of phantom’s keep.

the ectoplasm flooding his system is mildly overwhelming but he pushes through it and begins guiding everyone to the dungeons where they would probably be kept. he notices while navigating that strangely everything is the same as it ws before he left, from to the decor to the guard rotations. when they reach the dungeons, sam and tucker aren’t there. it confuses him. he tries to think about where else phantom could have put them and a small voice whispers, ‘check your old wing’. its actually easier to sneak back to his old wing due to all the times he has snuck in and out of it. while the rest of the group aren’t so used to the routes, following him makes it a lot easier. waiting in the common room of the wing are sam and tucker, posed like lifeless dolls and dressed in clothing uncomfortably similar to what danny once wore, though less extravagant. their skin is pale and lifeless and their eyes are glowing

perched on their heads are silvery circlets. danny motions for the rest of the group to stand behind him. sam and tucker slowly turn to look at them and another battle breaks out.

its obvious from how they are fighting that while they wont strike to kill danny, they dont care about sparing the rest. the group slowly works out a system of one half distracting sam while the other go to hold down tucker and remove the circlet. as soon as it comes off, the glow from his eyes fades and he stills like they pushed his power button. with one less person constantly firing at them, its a lot easier to do the same for sam as she can’t fight them all off. dash and kwan take up carrying the limp, unconscious people and they make off with their battle spoils to the portal. 

danny reopens the portal and makes sure everyone gets through, doing a headcount. when he is sure everyone is accounted for and out of the ghost zone. he thanks them and seals it, locking them in the human realm with him on the other side.  

it takes a while for the group to finally tell someone what happened and they start fearing how to explain to the two dead to the world people who still haven’t woken up yet. they finally fess up when jazz drives by and asks where danny is. they silently just show her sam and tucker and watch the emotions flicker rapidly on he face. in the end she settles on heartache and gives a weak smile, telling them that she’s glad they are back but wishes they could have brought her brother back as well. she is more forgiving when they explain that it was his decision and they didnt have time to stop him before it was too late.

back in the ghost zone, danny stares blankly at the sealed portal, wondering if he should just step through now before its too late. just as he reaches out his hand, he gets pulled in a tight embrace as phantom laughs in his ear. 

“What did I tell you, Starlight. You would come running back into my arms soon enough. Let’s go back home. You’ll find I didn’t change anything when you left. We can go right back to how it used to be before. Like you never ran away from me.”

he stays huddled up in his room for most of the time, only coming out when phantom wants him to accompany him on an errand or when he has to attend meetings with phantom. the faces are familiar. he made a few friends during his captivity and while the circumstances are grim, its pleasant to see them again. 

for starters, clockwork was a common face when danny began getting incredibly homesick. phantom had requested danny be allowed to view the present of his ‘loved ones’ lives and he had spent every moment he could watching them throughout the day and making sure they were fine. clockwork also had hilariously awful puns, though they werent allowed to actually say them anymore after phantom got jealous and forbade them from speaking to danny. danny still carried the one-sided conversations and it seemed to cheer clockwork up from the decree. princess dora, now queen dora, was also a good friend of his, often discussing with him the pain of living with overbearing nobility. she had done a double-take when he approached her and sat him down to calmly ask what happened, though he could see the tension laced through her. after recounting she took a long sip of her tea and looked him in the eyes. she told a seemly random story of her exploring her kingdom and hearing a bard singing about how the mighty dragon princess stole the dragon king’s crown and the mighty dragon queen took her dear brother down. the piercing look in her eyes before she moved to a new topic told him more than enough.

the few moments of reprieve they offered was not enough to outdo the lappet treatment of phantom that allowed for no rejection, but it was something and it was all he could ask for.

sam and tucker wake up finally after being in a coma for two days. after scanning the room filled with their classmates, parents, and the fenton family, they quickly realize the only one not there that should be is danny. sam is the first one to speak, immediately yelling at them for trading them for danny and going off about how they need to go back for him as soon as possible. dash defends them by telling her that its not their fault danny closed the portal before any one of them could drag his skinny self sacrificing ass through it. they cant reopen it without him.

sam quiets down after that and tucker takes out asking all the questions he can think of to find a way to fix this. there has to be a way to reopen the portal.

(a cut back scene to danny interacting with phantom. im not good with writing abuse mixed with love very well so go ahead and use your imaginations okay uwu)

sam and tucker also end up secluding themselves and working nonstop on trying to figure out how to save danny. jazz stops by every day to check on them and pass on homework and anything she hears about the ghosts to them. while they start cleaning up the room to take a break and finish schoolwork, sam trips on a piece of paper and is about to fall. only she is caught in mid-air and surrounded by a neon lime green aura, one similar to danny’s though his is a bluish mint. the aura dissipates and she hits the ground with a soft thud but everything stops as tucker and her look at each other in shock. 

“That was you!”

“That was me!”

homework gets pushed aside again for experimentation and documenting. they might be able to reopen the portal after all.

#im so nice to characters #look at my kindness #arent i so nice #i edited this #less typos this time around owo #sorry there is going to be another part. #there is so much #danny phantom au #Danny Phantom #danny fenton #pitch pearl au #pitch pearl #tw: toxic relationship #tw: brain washing #part 3 #part 4 coming soon promise

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OFFAL HUNT REMASTER LIVEBLOG // CHAPTER 6

another saturday, another series of me screaming. not much of an intro up here just a plunge straight tino desert bullfuckery. here we GO-

Then the mass at the core of them took shape, practically glowing from inside like a coal in a burner. Glynda recognized the patterns of gold surging with Aura along Cinder’s dress, the long strides which carried her over the molten remains of the stone spire.

we’re opening with this quote because i feel like i never did express how absolutely God Damn Sexy cinder is in this chapter. there is something VERY attractive abt having someone become SO POWERFUL they are completely overwhelming. this is going from a candle to a blowtorch. i’m very into it. i don’t think i ever said that before BUT HERE WE ARE.

im pretty sure this is their first real desert encounter but i wonder if glynda would have noticed any marginal increases to cinder’s fire bullshit if she hadn’t been so focused on the hunt..... but no glynda needs to whapped in her face with a wet fish before she notices JACK SHIT,

glynda yr EYES,

Even the slightest graze against her Aura invoked flash sweats, the heat of the desert paling in comparison.

i get that shit from sitting in a 24C bedroom i would be DEAD BY NOW,

i wonder how fire like this feels to cinder... ive written weiss as being immune to cold before (which is hilarious when she’s trying to articulate how cold something is to someone who actually, yknow, feels it) and im like... is cinder like ‘well this is toasty warm’... cinder whats yr body temp.... hello..........................

honestly i just wanna know, as someone who hates heat, what its like, to not hate it,

Too much, if she was being honest, but staying here meant death, and death meant failure.

my favourite character trope is people who think failure > death, and honestly it makes me think of hermione when shes like... we could get killed, or worse, expelled. im just rly enjoyin this HYPERFOCUSED GLYNDA OKAY.............. shes just so 👌 and also a moron,

“It must be the heat.”

/distantly: ‘its cause yr so hot,’

Yet for all that Cinder must have known what rushed at her back, she didn’t waver, her eyes set on Glynda, never straying.

:3c

i mean lets be real you’ll have read to the end of this chapter before reading my blathering like a total Foole so like... consider how terrifying it must be to have yr rival ignoring the danger (because she has nothing to fear) just to focus on u. so powerful! u’d shit yrself! there’s nothing in the WORLD to draw her attention from u..... Oh No,

glynda Yet again refuses to fear Anything do u kno how many times this stupid lesbian ends up in trouble because of this??? Too Many is the answer. too.... fuckign many.

Glynda was as vulnerable as a rabbit in a snare.

velvet scarlatina is en route to break yr bones,

A jolt of terrible recognition shot down her spine at the sight of Cinder Fall silhouetted against the sunlight filtering in, her dress billowing around her as her flame construct faded into nothing behind her.

i stan this Aesthetiq Bitch!!!!! like HONESTLY she stood there, waited for glynda to fuckin look up, posing, silhouetted, the billowing wind.... darth vader who? only one bitch has the pizzazz, the willpower, the flawless Look(tm), and its cinder.

It was like looking into a mirror and trying to parse the empty gaze staring back at her.

oh bitch what a good line THATS A GOOD LINE WHAT THE HELL

oh no like. thats really good, actually, like, oh no. THATS. MMMMMMM-

He would have to take her destroyed body back to Beacon, for she could never return to the only home she’d ever known by her own feet again.

WAS THIS WHOLE BIT NECESSARY??????????????? AAAAAAAAAAAAA-

god thats. Rough. like i love the whole desert arc bit thing because it is Full Of gifts but also. it takes away so much.

Cinder’s toes curled against the stone. “Leave.”

FINALLY WE’RE HERE!!!! THE JUICY BIT BEGINS,

honestly the references to cinder’s sigils are. very good. she is Hot and i would like cinder to step on me, and also kill me maybe,

Cinder stood silent and still as a queen, watching her soldiers lower their heads as they passed her by.

i was threatened and the threat came to PASS, WHAT THE FUCK,

god cinder is SO GOOD IN THIS REMASTER shes powerful, sexey, a small gay loser....................... i am Lovin It and im EATIN HER UP...... but srsly tho the thirst,

there ARE still a bunch of 👈😎👈 moments but we finally had one of the bigger juicy bits drop (AND WE HAVEN’T EVEN SEEN ALL OF THE JUICE YET..... CHUG CHUG BABEY) so its Fine and also-

Alerted by some miniscule sound, Cinder’s head turned, eyes gleaming like an animal’s by night.

THE GLOWY EYES HAVE COME TO PASS THIS CHAPTER GIVES SO MUCH oh my god i have been waiting on the glowy eyes for. Years. i am 97 years old,

Instead, Cinder examined Glynda closely before crouching carefully before her, one knee pressed into the ground.

‘will u marry me’ ‘wh-’ ‘im attracted to idiots and i gotta say u have maybe 2 braincells going for u rn,’

“The great Glynda Goodwitch, on her knees before the enemy.” Cinder said, thumb smoothing an errant tangle of blonde hair out of Glynda’s eyes. “Do you understand what I could do to you?”

im losing my FUCKIGN MIND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is. god. u kno in films where the bad guy flirts relentlessly in a position of power.... well i never cared for it because it was almost always hetero but as it turns out, like most things, when its gay i am HERE 4 IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Red-hot and foreign, it was entirely unlike any other Aura Glynda had ever felt. In her years, Glynda had encountered hundreds of people and their Auras—but this was something dark and feral, wine-red and ichor-black, shooting scalding and angry through Glynda’s own body. A steady flow of blood or a seep of decay; Cinder’s Aura was so wild it barely felt human at all.

did i say i wouldnt 👈😎👈? jk i lied

👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈😎👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈

honestly? diesel n kc can. die,,

god why is this scene SO...... WHY ARE THEY NOT KISSING YET, IS THE THING, IS THE QUESTION, I HAVE TO ASK-- like seriously this scene became. 3x more queer than it was before. are yall seeing this shit????????????

Just who was Cinder Fall?

YR FUTURE GF AND WIFE WAKE UP AND SMELL THE COFFEE GLYNDA,

okay so. okay. did i mention i love the desert arc? because i DO and i continue to LOVE IT and i cannot wait for the bullshit that was chapter 7 now chapter 9??? did i get that right i probably didnt. BUT STILL,

anyway this chapter was powerful and gay and i loved it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CINDER, U SEXY,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

#rwby #offal hunt #liveblog

[pockpop]

we like to party | bts scenario

➢ summary: it’s time for your annual cookout and inviting the boys plus your family is always a wild night.

➢ request: Can I request a bts scenario where reader cooks dessert, bbq & soul food (with the help of readers family) for the boys' , the staff, their family and yours. Basically a get together with activities and music. I hope this made sense! 

➢ genre: fluff, mature 

➢ warnings: mentions of alcohol, cursing, some booty poppin’ cuz why not

➢ a/n: i took a while for this one but its here! im gonna be honest its kinda hoseok biased? i have no shame to show him some loving lol but i hope you like it love!

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styling your freshly done box braids, you posed in the mirror in your brand new bathing suit. it finally came the day of your ‘get together’. in real, it was a cookout you and your family had every year and y’all usually invited family. however, the boys were regular goers. you had met a few of them while studying overseas for college, befriending them well enough that they would come visit you anytime they had off. they became well acquainted with your family that they were always asked about whenever you came home. you were excited to see them as always and since you also invited their staff to come along, you wondered what the day was going to bring.

the party had started at 2. you had water slides set up, your cousin doing the music, you had helped cook the food with your mom and your aunts while your brothers and dad did the barbequing. your female cousins had of course brought a few friends that you already had assumed would be talking up the boys, but you didn’t mind much cause you knew they never really got to have fun and chill for a night.

 standing beside one of the lawn chairs while your little cousins were arguing over whether 2pac was really dead or not, you didn’t notice the boys had came in the house with their staff, your mom and aunts greeting them first. it was hoseok who found you first. “hey boo,” you jumped a bit feelings hands squeeze your waist, hoseok peeked his head around making you smile.”boy don’t scare me like that!” you yelled as he wrapped his arms around you and gave you a hug from behind.

hoseok laughed unwrapping himself from you, “chill out, it wasn’t even that bad.” you rolled your eyes at him and was about to push him away when you could hear your dad and brothers yelling and screaming in excitement as the other members came out of the house to greet them. you couldn’t help but smile warmly as they did their handshakes and hugs, stopping for conversations.

“y’all a bit late, the party started at 2.” you said smugly to hoseok who still had his hand on your hip. it wasn’t exactly a secret that you two once had a thing,it was written all over your faces whenever you two were together. hoseok kissed your forehead then mushed your head playfully,”we here though, isn’t that all that matters?”

“nigga, get away from me, you be playing too much!” you said pushing him away,cheesing so big that your mouth hurt. 

“big booty y/n! there she is!” you heard jungkook scream and you covered your face in embarrassment as your little cousins giggled. “why you so damn loud?” you grumbled as he bear hugged you. though you had brothers, jungkook ran along with them in your eyes. he teased you, annoyed you to no end and was always in your ear, but you loved him nonetheless. eventually the rest followed as they were trying to escape your family members, engulfing you in hugs, their colognes overwhelming your nose. 

“damn, you didn’t say all these people were gonna be here, we haven't seen your whole family in a hot minute.” namjoon commented eyeing your cousin who was flaunting around in her bikini. you crossed your arms in mock annoyance,“yeah, the whole crew and all, they all haven’t seen y'all in a while and when i mentioned y'all were coming to town, they didn’t hesitant to bring they asses here. ya welcome.” 

“well i don’t care about all that, where the food at?” jin asked looking around and his sad eyes finding the empty picnic tables that only had drinks and condiments on them. smiling you touched his shoulder, passing him as you did it.”i just gotta bring it out chill, we were all waiting for you guys.”

“oo good, i’ll help.” jin offered and taehyung came along as well while the others went off to get some drinks. your mom and your aunts were just finishing up the food when you guys came in. handing the each of you guys platters, bowls, and tin pans of Mac and cheese, potato salad, white rice, yellow rice, black-eyed peas, collard greens, baked beans, and cabbage. it took some time to set up the tables and eventually your dad and brother brought the plates of meats.

after everyone had eaten and drank a little more, suddenly people were just everywhere. dancing, screaming at the tv over football, playing on the water slides, playing checkers, having deep discussions. jin was sitting in one of the lawn chairs talking to your mom, yoongi and namjoon was talking up a few of your cousins, but hoseok, taehyung, jimin, and jungkook had been on the water slides as soon as they finished their food. they all had had a bit of hard liquor so they weren’t quiet about it either and the kids were running along with them.

“watch the babies!” your grandma kept screaming every time the adults and big kids were getting off the water slides, the little kids kept crowding around the bottom to watch the final splash. jungkook had caught you watching them from your spot by namjoon who was now exchanging numbers with a girl you weren’t even related to. the boy ran up to you and didn’t even give you a chance to protest before he was throwing you over his shoulder and running to the biggest slide of them all.

“wait jungkook! boy if you get my cover-up wet i swear!” but he didn’t care, “you should’ve taken it off a long time ago,” he said with a shrug before climbing up the ladder and pushing you back down the slippery slide, falling into the mini pool at the bottom. when you finally got up, you ripped your ponytail out to let your braids fall then pointed to jungkook to let it be known to all you were gonna get him. 

you tripped getting out of the slide only earning a hyena laugh from jungkook but his laugh ended quickly when you were already climbing the ladder and pushing him down the slide. taking off your cover-up, you slid down the slide again, making sure to hit your body against jungkook’s who still hadn’t recovered from the initial push.“you’re evil you know that,” he giggled trying to move his hair from his eyes,”sure you’re not talking about yourself?” you teased trying to stand up and he just smirked watching you struggle

“race you to the slip and slide,” he challenged when you finally got up to let others slide down. you didn’t even give him an answer before you took off running to the slip and slide.

the rest of the party went on that way. the families having fun together and enjoying the company of everyone they love, making new friends, a bit drunk but having fun.when it was getting darker, it seemed the music was getting louder and all y’all ended up on the dance floor bumping and grinding. you had bounced around to anyone you could, everyone crowding around as you threw it back with no problem at all. they cheered you on and handing you full cups of hennessy that had you feeling every beat. 

you made sure each member got a chance to see what you were working with, whining your hips with an ease that had them all seeing you entirely differently from then on.your girl cousins were also on the floor, heating up the night as all of y’all were getting down, giving them boys heart attacks.

“y’all better stop before dem boys pass out now!” your mom yelled from where she sat with your grandma and older aunts, all of them laughing at the younger adults on the dance floor. after a while, you ended up dancing on hoseok. he was the only guy who could keep up with you and never was intimated by how you moved. his hips never missed a beat and he always left you breathless. everyone had crowded around the two of you, your sweaty bodies bumping and grinding to ‘no hands’. everybody started cheering and rapping the lyrics, not caring about being loud in your backyard and too drunk to care.

 all in all, it was a good ass night. you guys had a bonfire once it got entirely dark and the desserts your mom had made of sweet potato pie, red velvet cake, peach cobbler and s’mores were eaten around the fire. everyone was mingling, talking loud and all and when you looked around the circle, the light of the fire illuminated everyone having a good time. once it all finally came to an end, the boys definitely couldn’t wait for the next one and neither could you.

✧

#bts #bts scenarios #poc bts scenarios #poc bts #poc kpop #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #rapmonster #jin #min yoongi #suga #yoongi #jung hoseok #jhope #hobi #park jimin #jimin #kim taehyung #taehyung #v #jeon jungkook #jungkook

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Aku Headcanon: Powers/Origin

((so im gunna geek out a little bit here about my personal ideas of Aku’s powers/what exactly he is and how that ties into the series, ok? Ok

Prepare for the long haul on this one guys

(Small disclaimer: this isnt a scientific/psychological thing, and im pretty sure this ain’t even close to what Genndy wanted to be canon. These are my ideas, pertaining to the askblog and a certain fic universe, based on canon, of my Aku. Lets move on)

I. So what is Aku according to Abby?

Firstly, despite whatever canonically or fanon-wise in my own series’ Jack and Aku himself (and others) call him, Aku isn’t a demon/wizard/etc. We already know, pretty much canonically, that Aku is one of a kind. Which means beings like Demongo, his minions, others, aren’t even close to what Aku is.

^A babby Aku leaves his nest to fend for himself in the harsh and unforgiving wild

Unless you wanna go on the theory that Aku’s minions are also him but lets not right now

I refuse to accept that Aku is “pure evil” unless you want to get into moral debate and the theories on what constitutes “evil,” because perhaps in the perspective of that universe he is the Worst Evil Ever but comparatively to our own world and especially my own perspective he really...isn’t. Which isn’t to say he’s done downright vile and awful and evil things, because he really has! He’s just not “pure evil.” I firmly believe that it’s just what we’re being fed, because all that we know about Aku is really from the perspective of other characters (ie, Jack’s father being the one that created Aku and immediately assuming that he’s something to be destroyed). And Aku seems to run with this because, realistically, it’s all he’s ever known/tried.

(I have additional input on Aku’s birth and his “starting” personality, but I will save that for another time)

(“But the gods said—” you start.

“FUCK the gods,” I spit back, punching Odin in his remaining eye, “Theyre fuckin useless as shit anyway”)

HOWEVER, I think Aku is something more like a conscious controlling what’s essentially pure magic from that universe in physical form, with magic being like a manipulatable energy source according to that universe’s rules. I think that, much like in the Avatar (the animated series not the atrocious live action one) series, the way this magic/energy can be used varies from person to person, from being to being. And a being like Aku, who’s made up of the stuff, is going to inherently be more powerful and more versatile than anyone else that just uses magic but wasn’t born from it. AND his magic is more wild and free and flexible than the contained/inherited forms of it that other mortals have.

And from there it only gets more fun.

You see, we never really hear/see Aku mention his time spent as the Black Goop, which likely infers he either couldn’t form into something that could speak/move around or he just doesn’t remember in the way a human might. Either way means he had no control over himself. Which only feeds my theory that Aku’s just a brain constantly controlling what are really just mindless drones with power to do his bidding much like his/the entity’s former shape.

I also theorize that, if he didn’t have the same kind of consciousness, the Black Goop was absorbing anyone/thing that came into contact because that was the only thing the mindless, physical manifest of magic knew to do. It can’t think to express itself! It can’t think to grow legs and walk around!

But on the other hand, if he was...some kind of mind in there, but couldn’t form into a shape, perhaps he was latching onto living things, trying to learn about them, trying to find some form of escape. I haven’t worked out which he was in the goop form as of yet, but either works really.

I do think that’s why the gods were trying to destroy the entity, because they knew that if it started wandering around the universe in a semi-tangible form, especially with the power it originally had, wild and free, then it would cause effortless and wide-spread chaos.

And somehow Jack’s father’s fire gave him/the magic the power to form a brain, buuuut it has its limitations from Aku.

Let’s take a closer look.

II. Aku’s Essence vs Aku Infection

In episodes like the Ultrabots, the final episode, and even in the comics, we see that when Aku has his essence control/power others, he retains some level of control over the individual to do his bidding. They also sometimes gain his powers, but I think that’s also under his control.

So what’s the difference between this and the Aku Infection?

I don’t think Aku knew about Jack getting infected. And instead, Jack was the one that made himself into Aku.

This really boils down to semantics and me wanting to go completely off my rocker here, so bear with me.

^Accurate depiction of abby now

First, though it is typical of Aku, we never see him attempt this again. If you want to include the IDW comics, he doesn’t even consider it in issue 10. Instead, he uses his time in Jack’s mind to eat his memories.

HOWEVER within the episode itself, we see an interesting progression of things:

Jack steals jewels from the explorers without realizing it

Argues with himself (!!) about rescuing a stranded sightseer and the reward if he does so (which he demands for money) yet doesn’t seem to notice the fact he’s doing so

Begins to feel irritated and twitchy as well as itchy (likely as his skin changes)

STILL SOMEHOW FAILS TO NOTICE HIS BODY CHANGING

Begins to speak/look more like Aku as time goes on

(Also, a minor, tiny detail but: no beard. Hmmmmm)

NOW let’s consider something here: normally Aku controls his essence to do as he wishes. In fact, he typically immediately controls his subjects. But Aku wasn’t in good shape when we see him first in this episode, nor is his state brought up again.

What (or shall I say who) is typically on the forefront of Jack’s mind, and he associates with darkness?

Thaaat’s right! Aku!

^This is what happens when you jack off too often kids

So I think, at this point, however subconsciously, Aku’s essence/that magic latched onto what Jack associated with that start of darkness and became what he thought it would be.

It became his idea of Aku. And it simply ran with it, because that is the first and most powerful thing Jack thought of. After all, Jack has no experience in controlling magic, and especially not one as powerful as Aku’s. And that magic, now detached from the main consciousness, is basically just trying to find it’s way out in him, so it was mindlessly searching for the easiest way to be “expressed.”

By examining Jack-Aku’s behavior and wording more closely, I’d like to point out something. Right after Jack FINALLY realizes what’s happening, we have this exchange:

Jack: “This cannot be happening!”

“Aku:” “Oh yes it can!”

Jack: “Must…keep…control!”

“Aku:” “Yeah! Gotta get a grip.”

Jack: “Need help. The monks—!”

“Aku:” “I got to find those accursed monks!”

Now, does this actually sound like something Aku would say, or like someone who’s imitating Aku would say?

Hm. Let’s look at another example.

It’s close, I’ll give Jack-Aku that! But it’s a little…too close. Again, like someone’s doing an impression of Aku.

It is close to things Aku has said before, but it still feels just off to me.

Jack-Aku certainly fights a little differently, but there’s still more touches of Jack than Aku in there. Sure his swings are more brutal, but then there’s stuff like this:

^SUPERHERO LANDING

That doesn’t look like an Aku pose to me. That’s a Jack one.

Now I do realize, as I said, most of this is just semantics and most of it could be explained away with “Aku was just fucking with Jack.” But I dunno, that just seems like it’s not what’s really going on, especially since we don’t see the original Aku trying to control Jack, much like how we got a hint of that in the Ultrabots and even in Mad Jack.

Interestingly, season 5 seems to support this!

You see, I think the priestess wanted to bear Aku’s children, so that’s what his magic did for her. There was probably something in her head that thought seven was a good number, so that’s what happened for her. As for why the essence didn’t overwhelm Ashi and her sisters before, I suspect that it became combined with their DNA in order to sustain them (as the priestess wished; at least until they “lived” until she was done with them) and became dormant until Aku “reactivated” it.

And then, Ashi is initially overwhelmed by Aku’s essence, but once she takes it for her own—

^THATS MY GIRL

It becomes her own. She’s owning Aku’s powers, Aku’s essence, Aku’s magic for her own use. It becomes what she wants it to be.

Jack never did that because he never took it. He allowed himself to be overwhelmed by it, letting it do it’s own thing inside him, and it nearly transformed him into his own Grand Theft Me nightmare.

III. Aku’s Powers (and the actual powers of the sword)

Ok ok, so what does this all have to do with Aku’s powers? Well, like I mentioned earlier, Aku is made up of pure energy that can be made into (almost) anything he wants to do with it.

“So why doesn’t he just do _ to kill Jack?!?!?!”

That’s actually quite simple: Because Aku has no idea what he is either.

^Aku voice: AWHUA

He has literally no frame of reference, no concept or comparison. All he’s ever really gotten is from others, who call him “evil,” “demon,” “wizard,” etc. He knows he’s more powerful than any being in the mortal world, but he doesn’t know how or why. He simply is.

(This feeds back into that linked post from the beginning about Aku being something of a narcissist, because he makes himself into whatever others think of him in order to be “accepted.” But I have more words on that idea at a later point when I can get all these thoughts about his powers out of the way, though I firmly emphasize that I’m not even close to a major in psychology so I’m not fit to diagnose him with anything, really. This is all just for funsies)

It’s how I explain his ability to pop random powers out without notice or mention of them again, ie creating a dark clone of Jack, encasing a living man in stone while also making him immortal?, telepathically manipulating objects from afar, RAISING THE FUCKING DEAD, etc etc. He knows he has tremendous powers, but does he explore their limits? Find out what all he can do? No! And why would he, if he’s already immortal and immune to everything? He only seeks out to use these powers like that when it conveniences him.

And yea, that would be his own fault. But it’s his life, and he’ll do as he pleases.

Now, let’s get to the sword.

It’s heavily implied (if not outright stated) that the sword is made from Jack’s father’s spirit/soul. The gods insist that only the strength of such a thing, combined with the virtue of “human righteousness” can destroy Aku. This is where they say he’s a “force of ultimate evil” and all that, but I already don’t like that the gods are entrusting this “duty,” which they started but didn’t finish, onto a mortal. Mighty suspicious.

So how exactly does the sword work if Aku isn’t made of evil, but instead pure magic? Easy. The sword destroys that magic from Aku’s physical form. It’s literally cutting away his control and his power, in a harsher and far worse way than if Aku were to be using his energy on his own. And the gods basically made a soul contract with Jack’s father to give it that power without there being serious repercussions on the wielder of the weapon. Because technically destroying a magic/energy like that should totally backfire and act more like splitting an atom than a cool firey-burning effect.

^( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

So Aku and his powers are in a constant state of decay-recovery, because he’s using his own body to do all these powers and abilities, but the sword speeds up the decay process faster than Aku can recover. And yes, Aku using massive amounts of magic quickly with little or no recovery period would do a similar thing, but the sword will always take longer and threaten to do more permanent damage for that than Aku using his magic himself, because it destroys instead of frees. And since magic is energy, Aku recovers through time and reabsorption of magic from…well, anything. Typically just the energy of the universe, I suppose.

So why couldn’t/didn’t Jack’s father destroy Aku the first time?

Because he didn’t make a final strike. Instead he allowed even the smallest sliver of Aku to persist. And if you do that, then you give Aku ability to reform.

(“But what about in season five when—“ you try again.

“It was bullshit and you know it,” I say as I firmly curb-stomp that “final fight” scene.)

So why did Aku get turned into a tree and was imprisoned?

….Yeah I haven’t worked that one out yet either, I’ll give you that. I’m thinking it may have something to do with cutting away so much of Aku that his mind is locked away and stripped of its power over his body, but I haven’t worked out all the fine points yet.

Aku makes his choices to do evil things, to follow his own will (whatever his will may be) but he’s still limited by his own mind and what he believes he’s capable of, due to mainly just being too lazy/unwilling to try anything else. Yes, of course like I said outside forces only contributed to this, effectively helping him make his own box to put himself in, but it only explains why he’s like that. It doesn’t excuse him, and ultimately his choices were still his own.

PHEW well I think that’s about all for now! Hope I made sense and you enjoyed reading! I’ve been stewing on this one for a long, long while, but only recently got half a mind to coherently jot it all down and explain it, so there’s probably a few holes here and there, forgive me... :,D

Thanks necessary for:

@strawberry-smilodon, for reading my draft!! and then i kept adding more...and more... and more.....

Obv @teacupballerina, for basically doing most of the theorizing waaaaay before i even got back into this fandom and inspiring my own mind to start thinking harder about Aku and canon :3

all my friends that tolerated me geeking out about this before i wrote it all down...i love yall 😙

And thank YOU for reading!!!

#samurai jack #aku #aku headcanons #main #WHEEEWWW its all out now!! yaaay!! #now i have a solid thing to give reference to!! #hooray!!!! #hopefully i made sense and it all mostly works #i know theres holes and its not 110% accurate to canon but #i like this theory #and its been whats been going on in my head since basically i started truly analyzing the series

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FFXV/ZESTIRIA AU, PART 2 OF PART ONE: THE LORE

its 4 am and i started doing this yesterday at 2 am and im tired and im sorry if some parts dont make sense i will fix them when i wake up later I PROMISE

continuation of this, and in part 2 is the stuff i forgot to mention in the first post: niflheim, armatization, royal arms, ring of the lucii, and a few notes about the seraphim in eos. id talk about the lord of calamity here, but 1) i cant write anymore, and 2) its pretty obvious that the lord of calamity is ardyn. do i even have to talk about him? this is a legit question. id like some answers so i’d know if i can finally move on to My Boys(tm)

if i forget something again, i swear to god ill just eat my foot

@chocobaes LOL I GUESS HAVE SOME MORE OF THIS

THE EMPIRE OF NIFLHEIM AND HELLIONS (AND MALEVOLENCE AGAIN)

- a country which seeks world domination, the empire of niflheim is a technologically advanced nation, using it as a means to conquer the world. not very long ago, though, theyve found a way to mix technology with hellions, creating monsters of their own. with magitek troopers, they seek to finally take over lucis once and for all

its like telling people something they already know (if i have to be honest, im amazed at how much of ffxv’s lore perfectly fits with zesty’s lore. theyre meant to be.)

hellions are the monsters born from malevolence. there are different kinds of hellions depending on what they originally were before malevolence tainted them. common and weak hellions are merely animals and inanimate objects. humans and seraphim hellions are definitely stronger and trickier to defeat, because usually, these types of hellions can think and sometimes are actually conscious of their surroundings.

seraphim hellions, though, are very dangerous. comparable to a caterpillar’s transition to a butterfly (although unfitting lol), a seraph turned hellion has stages of metamorphosis. stage one is being another common hellion. when left unpurified, they evolve to a dragon or lizard-like form. stage three is when it evolves to a drake, a miniature dragon. at this point, the hellion is now insanely powerful that while it still can be purified, it poses a considerable challenge to do so. once it gathers enough power, the drake makes its nest to become a full fledged dragon. once a seraph becomes a dragon, it cannot be purified, and the only way to truly defeat it is to kill it, which is practically impossible with its overwhelming power and malevolent domain.

however, a seraph’s transformation to a dragon isn’t only just in 4 slow stages. drown a seraph in so much malevolence, they can turn to a dragon on the spot. a seraph travelling alone and without a vessel is practically suicide.

seraphim hellions, specifically dragons, are very powerful but uncontrollable, so niflheim can only keep a few dragons in their arsenal. they mass produce human hellions to be processed as magitek troopers instead

(guess who’s still suffering from the same past that makes him so insecure about himself and his place in lucis and makes him really susceptible to malevolence and unfit as a squire to serve noctis but he really, really wants to prove his place and usefulness and right to be beside his prince and

crucibles are places so thick in malevolence. once used by the ancient civilisation of solheim, they’re a means to convert victims to hellions. crucibles work best with seraphim, but they can also be used with humans. crucibles are the best places to mass produce hellions, and it just so happens that most of these crucibles are scattered all throughout niflheim.

ARMATIZATION

- a shepherd’s true mark as king of lucis. wielding the astrals’ power as theirs, the shepherd themselves can reshape eos. those clouded by their lack of faith may view the power the shepherd holds as that of a monster, but the shepherd must remain steadfast in their duty and must not be swayed; their role as protector of eos goes beyond that of mortal understanding

in addition to being able to wield seraphic artes of a certain element, upon completing the astrals’ trials, the shepherd is also blessed with the ability to wield the astrals’ overwhelming power, literally reshaping the land with their mighty powers

unlike in zestiria, only the shepherd is capable of doing this, and this is practically the equivalent of summons in this au

although, instead of a purple glow in their eyes during a summon, for the whole duration the shepherd is using armatization, they take on a more ethereal form, their hair longer and a pale shade of blond, wearing clothes of white and gold. god-like, the faithful say. a monster, the nonbelievers say.

the first time noct uses it, raining down lightning on the entire imperial base they infiltrated, prompto cant look away and gladio practically has to wrench him away from the battlefield just so he wouldnt get fried while oggling his best friend

though there’s no limit to how many times the shepherd could use armatization, it takes a lot from them, so it’s not used as often

THE DIVINE ARTEFACTS, THE ROYAL ARMS OF LUCIS

- once wielded by past kings and queens of lucis and now hidden across the world, they are weapons of power that only the shepherd can wield. blessed with purifying powers, they are the proof of covenant between a shepherd and their seraphim.

the royal arms have two functions: serving as the physical contract that binds the prime lord and sub lords to their shepherd, and serving as weapons for the king of lucis to wield

unlike in the game, the royal arms dont drain the shepherd’s life force, and they are the shepherd’s main weapons

what’s unknown by most though is that anyone is actually capable of wielding the royal arms and the armiger---so long as theyre shepherds blessed by bahamut or his proxy (luna).

having been contracted to luna instead, noct’s first weapon in his armiger is the trident of the oracle. had he contracted with shiva, as it was really meant, it would’ve been the sword of the father.

THE RING OF THE LUCII

- a ring bestowed by the gods to kings of lucis, and since then, it has been passed down from king to king. though what it is for is unknown, the kings of lucis have guarded this ring for generations, waiting for the day the ring’s purpose is finally put to light

no one knows why bahamut gave this to them, but it’s important, like end game important

no spoilers :^)

SERAPHIM

- a race of divine beings meant to be protectors of eos, they have the ability to bend the elements to their will. they are spiritual beings unseen to those without resonance, and so, in old times, they are mostly regarded as mere legends. when lucis is founded by the first shepherd, the seraphim are beckoned to live with the humans, and so, from legends, they’ve become one with humans, living with them in harmony.

seraphim, by default, dont have physical bodies. humans with little to no resonance can pass through them, but someone who can perceive them with no problem can easily touch them as if they have a physical body

every seraph specialises in one element only, and instead of hair colour, one can tell the element a seraph wields by a unique colour that encircles their irises. for example: luna, a fire a seraph, has brilliant blue eyes ringed with a fiery red colour; shiva, an ice seraph, has golden eyes ringed with an electric blue colour (her default form in this au is her form as gentiana); so on and so forth

#aro.fic #its 4 30 am bye im gonan get my ass kicked