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sparxwrites · 1 month
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(if you don't know what divine travel is, a) this won't make much sense, but b) you should because it's cool as hell and i've been conceptually obsessed with it for years now) cw for animal death
“We’re never getting out of here.”
“Shut up, Scar.
“We’re going to be stuck here forever.”
“Scar. Shut up.”
“We’re going to die, all alone–” He sing-songs it, drags out the o into an oooo. “–on this horrible world, full of creepers and zombies and things, in the moon–”
“Scar!” Grian, bloody up to his wrists, bent over desecrated corpses of three white rabbits, looks up at the man pacing circles around him. There’s a loop of viscera around two fingers of his left hand. His right thumb’s tucked just barely under a small, still heart. There’s a deep crease between his brows, dark bags under his eyes.
Scar, politely, stops pacing. Grian’s gaze is a physical weight. “What?” he says, shrugs. “It’s the truth. This is the third one of these we’ve been on, and we died in all the rest of them–”
“Yes, because someone couldn’t– 
“–and it was really unpleasant, especially that last one with the piglin–” 
“And who’s fault was–!”
“And then those things, in the moon–” He sings that, too, a little wobbly up-and-down like you’d do to make a child laugh. The fear behind it is tangible. “And they keep laughing at me, every time, and I can feel them watching when I–”
“Scar! Will you shut up and listen to me! Please.” Grian pulls his hands free, swipes lank and sweaty hair out of his eyes, off his forehead. “Listen to me. Scar. We’re not dying here. Not today.”
“Well, you might not be, but, as you so kindly keep pointing out, I–” Scar’s pouting, lower lip stuck out, hands in the pockets of his obscenely short shorts. He kicks a rock; it bounces, rolls, comes to a stop next to the glassy, bulging eye of one of the dead rabbits.
“We’re not bloody dying here today,” says Grian, triumphantly, “because I know where the End portal is.” He looks up, around, turns to meet the horizon with his gaze. The world stretches out in front of him, endless, wild, impossible. Foreign. But not entirely unknown – not any more.
“What? How?!” Scar’s staring at him, wide-eyed, something like hope in the set of his brow and mouth for the first time in weeks.
“Divine travel,” says Grian, baring his teeth in a grin. He holds up his hands, bloody, the crimson drying to brown in the cracks of his knuckles. The rabbits are stretched out on the grass, neat anatomical specimens, disembowelled, a fortune read in the warm trail of their removed organs. A map. “I know where we need to go.” He pauses, his eyes alight with all the fire of the sun rising in a halo behind his head. “Scar. Scar. We’re not dying here. Not today. We’re getting out.”
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hailsatanacab · 1 year
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"give me a fandom and a prompt and i'll give you at least five sentences"
Ok then.
Jazz, Danny and Bruce are in the same age range, and Bruce has been harboring a massive crush on 7'foot tall Jazz since just after he began his training journey.
His kids know about and are mercyless. Danny thinks he's a bit of a fruit loop and 100% knows Bruce has a crush on his sister.
Into the future his coworkers find out that batman has been quietly pining after the Ghost Kings sister for years.
Chaos.
love that this reads as a challenge. Ok then. Write it. i will, let's goooo!
(sorry i kinda took it so that Jazz, Danny, and Bruce were all old friends but in that horrible adult way where you can only hang out with each other once in a blue moon when your work schedules miraculously align)
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"Respectfully, Batman, you can take your "it's not necessary" and you can shove it up your arse. There's a demon the size of a skyscraper heading towards Metropolis and we need reinforcements."
"Superman can—"
"Superman can't. You do remember the part of the report I made telling you this, right? Or did your stubborn little bat brain just shut down when I mentioned magic?"
"Actually," Nightwing interrupts from the side, a shit-eating grin on his face, "I think his brain shut down when you mentioned the Ghost King."
"Nightwing." Batman growls in warning, his jaw clenching so hard Constantine can swear he hears the bones creaking.
Nightwing just snickers, and turns away to press a finger to his ear, no doubt letting the rest of the bat brood in on what's happening here... Whatever that is. All Constantine knows is that Batman is standing between him and fixing this mess for no God-forsaken reason.
Luckily, some of the more reasonable members of the League step in to try and talk some sense into Batman. It gives him some time to calm down.
"Batman. We need him. I know you dislike working with unknowns, but he's our best shot."
It actually looks like Wonder Woman might be getting through to him, Batman even opens his mouth to actually explain some things—a huge step forward for this incredibly emotionally constipated man.
Instead, Nightwing snorts and beats him to it. "Unknowns? More like—"
"Nightwing, please."
"Oh, for Pete's sake, get your head out of your arse and let me do this. The Ghost King is our only hope. I'm summoning him, no matter what you say."
For a long second, Constantine thinks that he'll refuse and he might have to resort to more violent methods of persuasion—which, honestly, Constantine has fantasised about many times during the more boring JL meetings—but eventually, Batman relents and steps out of the way.
"Fine. Nightwing, go check in with Red Robin."
Nightwing has the kind of devious smile that makes John glad he doesn't have kids.
"Oh, don't worry about it, B. Red Robin's coming here. So's Red Hood, I don't need to go anywhere."
"Nightwing—"
"Sh, it's starting." So saying, Nightwing then very obviously ignores Batman's protests with a poker face that even Constantine envies. What he wouldn't give to be able to shut the bat out like that.
The summoning goes quickly, thankfully. The lights flicker, the temperature drops, and the chalk circle erupts in green flames. Standard summoning practices, sure. Even the impromptu appearance of Red Hood and Red Robin—"Did we miss him?", "No, not yet! I got 2:37, what about you guys?"—doesn't throw him off.
It does pique his interest, though. Just what the hell is going on with them? Constantine's weighing up the pros and cons of asking them once all of this is over when the ground splits open and the clawed hand of the Ghost King begins to pull himself out of the ground.
John's a seasoned summoner. It's practically his job, he's done it countless times.
The icey fear that grips his heart, that freezes his breath in his chest, is new.
Pure, unadulterated power floods the area and he feels small, so, so small, like a child playing with things he doesn't understand. When he finally tears his eyes away from the portal, he catches a glimpse of the other magic users in the room, the same horror he feels clear in their faces. Even Captain Marvel stares slackjawed.
The pressure rises, death magic screaming in his ears, almost forcing him to his knees, and suddenly he's not so sure this is a good idea.
Too late to back out now, though.
Sickly green light pours from the crack in the ground, growing brighter and brighter as the giant figure rises, until Constantine has to close his eyes and look away. The last thing he sees are eyes, teeth, horns, a crown so bright that it burns an afterimage into his retinas.
When the light dies down and he opens his eyes again, a humanoid man floats in the centre of the circle. The ground is whole, nothing is burning, the man doesn't even have a crown. Instead, other than the wispy white hair, slightly green skin, and the—you know—floating, the Ghost King appears pretty normal. Huh.
Constantine blinks, rubbing his bleary eyes, and checks around to make sure everyone's okay. Most of the League are doing the same as him, taking fortifying breaths and trying to appear as if they've not just been completely blinded.
Most of them, that is, aside from the Gotham vigilantes.
Batman himself stands upright, arms crossed, looking completely unbothered by the whole thing and John's got to admit, he wishes he could do that, too. That was... a hell of a show.
The others, however, are waving frantically with huge smiles on their faces.
What?
There's a brief, taut silence, as everyone else tries to catch their breath.
As much as he would rather take a bit of a breather, John should probably start making introductions. Unfortunately, he only gets as far as opening his mouth before the Ghost King beats him to it.
"Oh, Ancients, hey guys! It's been forever, how are you? Look at you all, so grown up, wow—Nightwing, buddy, do a flip!"
It doesn't take much to get Nightwing going, and he certainly doesn't leave it at one flip. The whole of the Justice League and Justice League Dark watch with open mouths as Nightwing performs for the Ghost King.
What, and John can't stress this enough, the fuck?
As soon as Nightwing rights himself, Red Hood swats him across the back of the head and calls him a show off.
The Ghost King just laughs as he claps. "There's my little monkey, look at you go! And I'm loving that leather jacket, Hood, is that new? Looks good on you, really your colour. Brings out the red in your helmet."
"Thanks, Uncle D. At least someone around here appreciates fashion."
"Are you kidding me, you know I breathe fashion, need I remind—"
"Need I remind you of the Discowing incident?"
"That was era-appropriate and you know it! Uncle D, tell him it was era-appropriate!"
"It was era-appropriate, but so are crocs and it doesn't make them fashionable." The Ghost King—and holy shit, is this actually the Ghost King? Or did Constantine just accidentally summon a deceased family member, what the fuck is happening here?—turns to look at Red Robin with a smile, resolutely ignorning the argument he created. "How you doing, Double R? You get that tablet Tucker made for you?"
"Yes, thank you! It's so cool, how did he—"
"How's Tucker doing?" Batman interrupts, his hands now hidden underneath his cape.
As soon as the question leaves his lips, everyone groans. Red Robin makes a show of lifting up his wrist and staring at it intently.
"Incredible," Red Hood mutters with a shake of his head.
Even the Ghost King seems put out, rolling his eyes and answering in a flat tone as if he knows Batman isn't interested in what he has to say.
Not for the first time, Constantine feels like he's missing something.
"Tucker's doing very well, thank you for asking."
What follows is the most awkward silence Constantine has ever had the pleasure to be a part of.
All three of the Gotham vigilantes, including the Ghost King, are staring at Batman, waiting for something. Batman's cloak shifts as if he's moving his hands, fidgeting. If Constantine didn't know any better, he'd say he was nervous.
"Good. That's good, I'm glad to hear it."
Instead of saying anything else, the Ghost King just raises his eyebrows and continues to stare at Batman. Has he offended him in some way? Are they all going to die because of this?
After what seems like an agonising few minutes but could only really be a few seconds, Batman's shoulders dip and he takes a breath. "And Jazz?"
They all erupt into shouts, the Ghost King being the loudest. The only thing John can make out is when the Ghost King throws his hand in the air to point at Red Robin with a shout of "Time!"
"1:30.91, we got 1:30.91 on the clock, who's closest?"
"Did you even try to hold it in at all, old man? I'm so disappointed in you. People think you're cool. People think you're suave, I don't understand how they could be so wrong."
"Thank you for that, Hood."
"No, thank you, I won. Again. Because you're so predictable. Actually, I had one minute seventeen, so you held out longer than I thought you would."
Batman pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs loudly.
Constantine feels like doing the same thing.
Whatever. He's going to have to interrupt... whatever this is. There's still a rampaging demon heading their way that they've got to bargain for. He can untangle Batman's personal connection to the Ghost King later. Or he could leave it alone and forget everything about it.
Yeah, he'll do that one.
But before he can actually open his mouth to say anything, the Ghost King, again, beats him to it.
"So, B-Man, did you summon me here for a particular reason, or was it really just so you could ask about Jazz?"
There's a beat of silence before Batman mutters, "I asked about Tucker, too. We've not seen each other in so long, it's only polite."
"And I'm sure you meant it, you're the paragon of manners." The Ghost King nods slow and wide-eyed as if he doesn't believe him at all.
At this point, even Constantine doesn't believe him.
"It has been forever, though." The Ghost King muses, bringing his hand to his chin and folding his legs underneath him. "We should all get together sometime! If you get Alfie to make some of his cookies again, I'll get Clockwork to lend us a pocket dimension where we can spend as much time as we want, deal?"
"It's a deal."
No hesitation at all, incredible.
Hold on. Wait. John has to fight the urge to pinch himself, because this has to be a dream, right? Is Batman actually smiling? He didn't even know he could do that.
An itch niggles at the back of John's mind. He's starting to get an inkling of what's going on here and it's... weird, to say the least.
"Oooh," Nightwing singsongs, like a child in a playground tickled by the very idea of romance.
But then, who's he to judge? John's no stranger to strange bedfellows, that's for sure. Whoever this Jazz is, she must be something incredible—she'd have to be, if Batman can't even go two minutes without asking about her.
"Batman and Jasmine sitting in a tree," Nightwing continues, with both Red Hood and Red Robin joining in for the rest. "K—I—S—S—I—"
"Stop," Batman growls, completely drowned out by the Ghost King's laughter, but...
But.
It all suddenly clicks for John.
The Ghost King Phantom.
Her Royal Highness, Princess Jasmine Phantom.
Jazz.
"Holy shit, mate," John breathes, unable to stop himself as everyone looks his way. "You have the hots for the Princess of the Infinite Realms?"
The Justice League meeting room has never descended into chaos quicker.
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skyloftian-nutcase · 1 year
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you know me
BURRITO BROS
Is Burrito Bros without the burritoing acceptable...? Because my muse just struck and...
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Time stared at the mask carefully, turning it over in his hands, his brow pulled in concern. The sight caught Sky's attention, who had seen the elder deep in thought many times but never quite this perturbed.
"What's wrong?" Sky asked as he approached.
"The mask," Time muttered, turning the wood over once more. "It's cold."
Sky followed his elder's gaze. His heart warmed at the sight of the painted face, at the fond memory of being held alongside a protesting (and bound in his scarf) Warriors when Fierce had decided they both needed rest. And then it clenched at the thought that something could be wrong.
Reaching out, Sky gently touched the mask in an offering, and Time allowed him to take it. He and Hyrule were the only ones who could speak to the mask directly, and so he tried reaching out to the cursed deity. "You in there?"
Silence. Just as Time had mentioned, the mask felt unnaturally cold, almost as if it were dead.
Sky felt the bottom drop out of his stomach. Something was definitely wrong.
"Sky?"
Looking up, he saw Warriors approaching. The captain glanced between the young knight and their leader, and he grew more serious. "What happened?"
"Gramps is missing," Sky answered abruptly, growing steadily more worried.
Warriors grew confused. "Missing? But... you're holding the mask."
"That's the thing, he isn't in it."
"What?"
Time shook his head. "It was dark magic that held him there. Maybe... perhaps the curse broke?"
There was a strange mix of emotions in his tone, a sense of loss, hope, and dread all wrapped into one. His face was stony at the possibility, as if what little hope he could have in such a statement was being quenched by the thousands of possibilities in how this could go wrong.
"What could possibly interfere with such powerful dark magic?" Warriors asked with a similar dread in his tone.
Sky drew his blade, catching both men off guard. When they looked around for threats and found none, their confusion became all the more evident. Sky held the mask out and touched the tip of his blade to it. "Fi can dowse for items and people. Maybe she can help us look."
Time's expression grew even colder, a twinge of fear held hostage in resentment. He said nothing, but the captain took a hopeful step forward.
"It's worth a try," Warriors said. "Sky and I will patrol ahead, if that's all right with you."
Sighing, Time stood and motioned for them to move. "Go on. I'll keep watch and wait for the others to return. Be careful. Be back before sundown."
The knights nodded and headed off with Sky at the lead. As they searched, Sky asked, "Do you think the old man could be right? That Gramps is just... gone?"
"If you really believed that, would you be doing this?" Warriors asked. "Something's definitely wrong. And we're not losing him. He's..."
Sky paused and glanced at the captain, who bit his lip and looked away.
"He's family," Sky finished for him. "I know."
Fi pulsed more frequently, catching their attention, and Sky rushed ahead with Warriors on his heels. Eventually the trail led them to a clearing in the forest where a spring cut through the surrounding area, babbling cheerily along the stones and fallen brush. A small waterfall washed the stone below it between two different levels of the earth, barely tall enough to reach Sky's knees. The water looked waist deep and cold.
Fi sang. Sky pointed her closer to the waterfall. She sang louder. Whe he stood directly beside it, the mask in his hands warmed slightly.
"We're on to something for sure," he muttered as Warriors kept watch. When he placed the mask on the floor to point Fi with more accuracy, the ground beneath them glowed brightly in a circle.
A green, enchanted looking circle.
Sky gasped.
"What is it?" Warriors asked.
"It's a--" Sky turned to explain when he saw that Warriors was looking at him rather than the floor. Could he not see it? "Just give me a minute."
Pulling out his harp, he strummed carefully, trying different tunes, recalling the four that activated the realms in the past. When Nayru, Din, and Farore's songs failed, he tried for his final one, and the Ballad of the Goddess didn't fail him.
The ring sang with power, glowing so brightly he almost averted his gaze, and Warriors took a hesitant step back.
"I can feel... what is that?" Warriors asked, looking around warily.
"I got this, don't worry," Sky said hastily, raising Fi into the air.
The captain looked between Sky, the Master Sword, and the Fierce Deity mask sitting innocently on the ground where Sky was about to impale. His eyes widened in a startling conclusion, and he reached out with a panicked "Wait!!" just as Sky dug his blade into the earth beside the mask.
Sky felt as if something he grabbed him by the back of his shirt and pulled him with such an intensity that it tore him right out of his body. He gasped, the wind knocked out of him and never coming back, his chest heaving and moving nothing. The world darkened and then dizzyingly spun back into view, though vastly different than before. The forest was dark with glittering lights in the air, the babbling brook echoing strangely as if they were in a dungeon. Chimes and jingles bounced through the air with magical fervor, and the Fierce Deity mask glowed dark purple.
Warriors groaned.
Jumping, Sky turned to see his friend half collapsed on the ground, and he hastily knelt beside him. "Captain?"
"What the hell just happened," he ground out as he sat up, slowly opening his eyes. "Sky... where are we?"
"Silent Realm," Sky answered as he helped him stand. "These were made as trials for me, to hone my spirit, but... the more I listened to all of you talk about your different adventures and worlds, the more I realized that maybe... maybe this place is like an extension of the sacred realm. A different plane of existence entirely. Fi led us to this point and the mask reacted to it. I think... I think he's here somewhere."
Warriors reached behind his back and then stiffened when he realized he didn't have his sword. "Where--?!"
"There are no weapons here," Sky explained with a sheepish shrug. "We have to figure this out without fighting."
"That means you can't track him with the Master Sword, either," Warriors parsed out. "How do we get out of here?"
"Well..." Sky trailed off uncertainly. "Last time it was either because of a guardian or because I completed the mission."
"A guardian?"
"You don't want to know. It's best we don't meet them."
Warriors huffed, putting his hands on his hips. "So let me get this straight. We're stuck in a spiritual realm with no inkling where we are or where Fierce is or how to find him, and the only chance we have at escaping is either getting to him or running into something we don't want to run into?"
"Basically."
The elder Link laughed, putting a hand on Sky's shoulder and patting him as he marched ahead. "Well, then, what are we waiting for? Let's have an adventure."
Sky smiled brightly in return, and the two knights marched ahead into the unknown.
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keepthetension · 4 months
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i have no carnal desire and i must meme
so! i was trying to think of things closer to my own love/lust/squish/affection/¯\_(ツ)_/¯ language than "i want this character carnally" and the prompts i have so far are:
character/s i want to eat [insert comfort food here] with or make [insert comfort food here] for/with
character/s i want to burrito up in a weighted blanket
character/s i want to [insert hobby/activity here] with
character/s i want to bonk with a cardboard tube
character/s i want stick a gold star/fruit sticker on
character/s i want a bear hug from when i'm down
character/s i want to get tipsy and watch my shows with
character/s whose special interest infodump i want to hear
character/s i want to [insert self-care activity here] with
character/s i want to go thrift store shopping with
character/s i want to have an incredibly unserious debate with
character/s i trust to remember my drink order or make it correctly
character/s i want to bite/scratch
character/s i want to go on a car ride with on a rainy night
and not exactly in the same vein but it's on my mind
character/s that altered my brain chemistry the most this year
most importantly: i encourage everyone to customize these prompts, or simply ignore all of these prompts entirely and use whatever forms their own own love/lust/squish/affection/¯\_(ツ)_/¯ take
tagging the people who interacted with my feeler post but OF COURSE participating is completely totally utterly optional
@regulusmasamune, @jeffsatyr, @chessasincheshire, @baby-droll, @ch3rrysunbl0ss0mx3, @yitewewoteli, @corettaroosa, @pickletrip, @greatpiraticalrumbustification, @libricolaphysicorum, @aro-in-space, @artisannerd, @lyxthenjan, @thisnightsrevels, @simplyafanofmanythings, @le-velo-pour-dru @befuddledcinnamonroll, @bimedusalover pick one, or some, or DIY your own, and have at it if you like! if not, hi, have a nice day! <3
if i didn't tag you and you see this and want to do it, consider yourself tagged and go ahead!
💝
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waywardsalt · 11 months
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thoughts on totk now that i’ve beaten it
under the cut bc of length and bc there is honestly a fair bit of negative stuff
i don’t really think i can say that i liked totk.
it’s fine, it’s genuinely fucking incredible from a technical standpoint with ultrahand, recall, the three map layers and with how smoothly it ran for me. as a game it’s fine.
i’ll start with the things i dislike and end with what i actually liked
i honestly didn’t really like ultrahand? i disliked how much the game leaned on it, since so many puzzles and whatever just boiled down to ‘make something that’ll work’ and it just... it was far too clunky for me to really enjoy using it, outside of using some of the same few designs for traversal. there were a few times when i could see what the game wanted me to do with ultrahand and the given zonai parts and sometimes it just... didn’t work at all. more often than not ultrahand was frustrating for me to use so the game’s reliance on it just made it into a chore sometimes.
in a similar vein the dungeons were serious letdowns. i mean, don’t get me wrong, they’re fine, they had good themes and (mostly) had good aesthetics and general looks and identities to them, but the fact that they were just... basically twenty-ish minute little things was kind of disappointing. i hate that they all had the exact same ‘go hit x number of switches’ gimmick. it really limited what you could do and fucked with the dungeon design, too. the only one where that really worked for me was the fire temple, which was my favorite overall. the water temple was especially dismal, with the least inspired look and just being an astoundingly easy experience. the puzzles in those dungeons were so awfully easy, too, especially since half of the time they just hand you what you need so you barely need to really assess the situation and put a plan together
i hated the water dungeon’s little mini-areas where you do a single piss-easy puzzle to automatically get your prize, i hated the wind temple’s god damn ‘pull a lever and get your prize’ kind of puzzles, i hated how soul-crushingly disappointed i felt when i took a look at the lightning temple’s map and realized that every fucking floor had a singular room just for the switch puzzle. god forbid it’s as fun as the lowest level of that temple. i really miss stuff like mini-bosses or rooms where you have to do a puzzle in order to just... progress, i miss dungeons that i could get lost in or spend a while in or just had... something more interesting or some more substance so that i can’t just breeze through like it’s a glorified shrine. most of the puzzles in those dungeons were simpler than some shrines i did.
i didn’t care to do much exploration since there honestly isn’t much motivation to explore the surface map if you’ve already played botw, and the scarcity of materials this time really got to me, it took me a while to have a half-decent stock of materials, and i still had trouble not running out of stuff even though i was using amiibos to stock up on some things. the money situation was rough, too... a lot of things are cheaper to sell, but some armor is still really expensive plus you have to pay the great fairies to upgrade your equipment in addition to having the correct materials. that especially felt odd- having to grab a handful of (goddamn hard to get) lynel guts is hard enough to upgrade the soldier’s armor, but you want me to cough up 500 rupees, too??
(the scarcity of monster guts also got on my nerves, but i’ll just chalk that up to just some kind of really weird difficulty thing. it was annoying until i tracked down the stronger monsters.)
the story is probably the weakest part of the game to me. it’s really hard to have a baseline investment when you don’t care about these characters, anyway, and what i saw in this game’s story still failed to endear me to hardly any of them. link’s role frustrated me; he just comes off like a tool rather than a character this time through, he barely has any actual relevancy to the story segments beyond being the guy who can use the master sword and being the player’s vehicle to get from point a to b in the story. the blank stare and limited emoting worked in botw because... there’s a given reason for his lack of outward emotion in the past, plus he has no memory in the present. it makes sense. but this time around, he’s gotten memories in the years between this and the last game, but he just feels like a background character in most of the story beats. 
he has no role in the memories and in the present just exists to gather some stuff for other people, he gets the master sword from zelda and then helps the other sages get their secret stones, but he’s barely addressed as his own character in the grand scheme of things unless he’s being directly spoken to. he’s just the swordsman capable of wielding the master sword and zelda’s chosen protector as far as the story is concerned. he has no opinions outside of doing what he’s told and looking for zelda. at least not as far as i could really tell. at least in botw, the story directly concerns him, and it’s his story we’re following. this time around zelda and the sages seem like the most important characters, link’s just... there, doing what he’s been told to.
the new sages are fine, none of them really endeared themselves to me, and i will say that making the player watch essentially the exact same cutscene each time you finish a dungeon was BAFFLING. they were long and you learned almost nothing new after the first one, and there was nothing done to make them very distinct to each individual pair of sages or their respective regions; at the very least, it could have been interesting to meet the ancient sages not in the exact same stone garden, but perhaps at the top of a snowy mountain for the rito, near a volcano or something for the goron, maybe in a shallow pool of water for the zora, and in the desert for the gerudo- but no, they’re all effectively the same thing just with the speaking character swapped out with some minor changes.
(the sages themselves are a pain in the ass to use, having to chase them down to activate their power or accidentally activating a power when you don’t want it; yunobo was honestly my favorite, but because i generally defaulted to having them all activated at all times, i had a lot of trouble with tulin blowing shit away from me when i was trying to grab it while midair. they’re half-decent for combat)
i didn’t really care for rauru or sonia, either. rauru in the present as a ghost was fine, he was kind of interesting and seemed to have changed from his time in the past, but he never managed to be a character i particularly liked. i wasn’t really a fan of his... arrogance? or something in the past scenes, and he never really came off as very interesting. sonia was nearly completely uninteresting which is a shame since she has an interesting design, she just felt delegated to the role of supporting rauru and zelda and then dying to motivate them.
ganondorf is a character i was really looking forward to seeing, and it really fucking sucks that he’s so god damn one-dimensional this time! the story can’t be fucked to delve into him beyond just giving us scenes that just tell us that he’s evil and wants to rule hyrule and get the secret stones and nothing else because fuck having complex villains, i guess. especially frustrating because within the game itself you can draw more interesting motivations up for him, but the game really just doubles-down on him being evil for the fuck of it and wanting to end the world because uhhhh... he’s evil don’t fucking worry about it
the ignoring of the triforce in this game sucks in that way, too, because the way the triforce works and how it can grant wishes made it a much more interesting goal for ganondorf to attain, rather than some poorly-named ‘secret stones’ that do nothing more than just amplify power or something. it sucks how black-and-white this damn story is and how it seems like it just wants to do away with any possible nuance or gray area. no one but the bad guys or side characters are flawed in any actually interesting or significant way.
at least ganondorf was still the most interesting character in the flashbacks.
and then zelda, oh god ZELDA. i honestly really liked her in botw. i liked how you saw her as a flawed, insecure, pressured teen, and how you saw her struggles to relate to link and how she eventually warmed up to him. you saw her as a flawed person who develops and as someone who cares deeply about her friends and her duties and gets frustrated by her failings.
and then in totk a lot of her more interesting traits- her interest in sheikah tech, her excitement over field study and research, her more defining traits as this incarnation of zelda- are basically sanded down and she’s just this perfect flawless princess with great power and an insanely passive role in the past beyond finally taking some kind of action after one of her friends dies and she’s pushed to the brink. cool. great.
she has practically no flaw in totk. if anyone in the present talks about her, they have nothing bad to say and just want to please her and follow her orders, she is right in telling the gerudo how to train their troops she is right even when misheard to tell people to put themselves in danger and she is hardly meaningfully questioned when her imposter is doing very clearly suspicious shit. neither the story nor any of the characters wants to let her be flawed. she’s just perfect in damn near every way and barely retains any interesting characterization she got in botw. there are some interesting snippets in her being a teacher and setting up memorials to those who died in the calamity, but there’s hardly any more than that, and it makes it really hard for me to give a damn about her. she’s not interesting this time.
the whole thing with zelda becoming a dragon too, is... it’s fine. it’s ok. but the fact that she turns back at the end with no problem whatsoever is one hell of a fucking misstep. why talk about draconification being forbidden for a good reason anyways if it doesn’t actually matter anyways??? if you never actually see any of those fucking repercussions why even bring them up??? i really feel like it would have been more effective for there to have been actual consequences for zelda beyond just fucking flying around half-conscious for a millennium or whatever- have her lose her memory when she’s brought back! there you go! there’s the reason why draconification is forbidden! there’s the thing about losing yourself! plus, zelda losing her memories as a result would mirror link having lost his memories in botw! that has so much more weight and significance then ‘oh uh ignore the warnings from a while back she’s completely fine dw abt it’ i hate that she’s back just like that without any of the consequences that the game suggests.
the dragon’s tears in general kinda just felt weaker than botw’s memories anyways bc you’re more just. watching stuff happen then actually learning anything. it has less characters and yet i feel like you only get to know like half of the important ones. like three of them are all about the same event. a few times they just replay parts of old memories in new ones. if they ever reference a past memory they just show you what they’re referencing instead of leaving you to piece it together. just play the voices or something don’t break the flow of things to play a clip of something i’ve already seen.
plus the fact that totk... barely acknowledges that it’s a sequel to botw really rubs me the wrong way. i understand that loz is extremely loose with its lore, but totk is a direct sequel set in the same world a few years later, and yet the events and characters of botw have might as well been forgotten and its all either ignored, brushed aside, or straight up replaced by something else for no good reason. the continuity between these games is absolutely dismal and to see the different ways in which the events and concepts or botw are just... disregarded really just left a bad taste in my mouth.
just- i love good stories and worlds in video games, and while some games can coast by for me by feeling good to play, having a good and engaging story and characters is usually essential to my enjoyment of a game, and when i don’t care about to the point of disliking the story and characters, and when none of the important areas are fascinating or distinct enough from each other, and when the game even fails to really reel me in with the gameplay...
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i wanted to like totk, but it really just did not work for me. i just ended up feeling frustrated and disappointed and even sometimes bored with all of the major stuff and man. totk is really, REALLY, not for me, and it just left me wanting to play older zelda games instead.
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HOWEVER! there were actually some things i really loved about totk! it’s not all doom and gloom! (well, not all doom, at least)
so! the music was great! not all of it really fit or made a lot of sense with the context in which they played or failed to evoke the feeling they were meant to, but the new tracks in this game were great! i especially love the first two phases of the fire temple’s theme, the depths music, and most of the new battle and boss themes. zelda games almost never fail when it comes to the music.
i did genuinely like the fire temple- yunobo’s ability was used the best in this dungeon, and it had the best five switches gimmick, i loved how you had to hit the gongs (sometimes having to construct a path to account for the weaknesses of yunobo’s ability) and how it then ‘scared’ each of the five statues holding a part of the gate- it was very cute and fit in very well with the general feel of that part of the story. it was the best in terms of difficulty and complexity, but it didn’t have the best boss- the lightning temple had the best boss, and i will admit that even if most of them were easy, i really enjoyed the mirror puzzles, as well as the process to unlocking the dungeon. the wind temple had my favorite visual identity and aesthetic, though, i liked it being a part of this old rito song, and how it was the most distinct in looks from the other dungeons.
the sky islands were honestly fun, even if they weren’t all that interesting. getting to some of the harder-to-reach islands were some of my favorite times i had to use ultrahand, and stuff like the zonai forge island and the one orblike island with the mirror puzzle, and pretty much all of the more complicated parts of the sky islands were a lot of fun to explore and figure out.
being able to ride on the dragons was just really cool, and the fact that they come out of the chasms was fun.
the new horns for the monsters were cool, it helps differentiate the different monster strengths and i just thought they were really neat.
the quest with lurelin village was fun, even if the pirates just being monsters was a real let-down.
the stable trotters were also a fun bunch of characters, that was a good, new way to open up fairy fountains.
all of the new stuff with the yiga was really fun, like getting their outfit and being able to pretend to be one of them and learning the blademaster attack- so much fun it was so cute.
most of the new outfits are really good and useful, and while a bit janky and not that great, the house-building bit near tarrey was endearing.
while none of the main characters interested me, i really, especially liked tauro and yona and penn. for some reason they just appealed to me and i really wish they had bigger parts in the game because they’re interesting and they have good designs and i’d really like to know more about them.
the underground gerudo shelter was pretty cool, to be honest, and the look of the caves was really cool.
i adored the proving grounds shrines- easily my favorite shrines in the entire game, i had no problem spending a decent amount of time in those kinds of shrines, they were fantastic.
the new ingredients and recipes and new weapons were cool.
the way you basically return to the area you started at on your way to ganondorf is pretty cool, that whole path is really neat.
ganondorf in general was a pretty cool boss, even if he ended up being kind of easy for me. the whole final boss sequence was neat.
by FAR, though, my absolute favorite part of this game was 100% the depths. the fact that there was just an entire second layer to the map that was the same size as the surface, just inverted and dark and filled with new bosses and locations... i spent hours down there without going back up to the surface and absolutely had a BLAST screwing around in the dark, lighting up my path with brightblooms and tossing together little vehicles with lights so that i could get to the next lightroot off in the distance. the depths was probably where i ended up using zonai vehicles the most, and it was honestly pretty fun to go around spotting and reaching every lightroot, coming across different mines and weird little landforms and coliseums and yiga camps. the music and plantlife and look of the depths were so good, and it really felt distinct from the rest of the game in a very good way. doing all of the lightroots and getting enough zonaite to max out link’s energy cells was definitely a good move since it made finding shrines and dealing with later zonai machine stuff easier.
overall, tears of the kingdom was a severely mixed bag for me, and while there was stuff i did like, i don’t think it’s enough to really get me to say that i really liked this game overall- after all most of the stuff i disliked was unavoidable parts of the games, and it definitely put a hamper on my interest in the rest of the time. totk is fine, but it’s really not my thing. 
#i just- *slams head into brick wall* bro i did not have a good time with this game#going back to my silly little comparison point; totk was $70 and my copy of phantom hourglass was $70#$70 is a bullshit amount for a game but thats no the point here#totk from a technical baseline standpoint as a GAME is worth $70#its story and the amount of enjoyment it gave me was not worth $70 tho. the story and enjoyment i got from ph was more worth $70 to me#salty talks#loz#legend of zelda#totk#'zelda games almost never fail when it comes to the music' if you talk shit abt ph's soundtrack i'll kill you. i like the dungeon track#i partially have the shinji chair image saved for this but i did also initally save it yesterday when i finished nge#listen this was fine on a surface level but it just wore me the fuck down#link was just some flavor of stonefaced or surprised or determined in any given cutscene and like. idk. wasnt too interested in him either#look i know about the silly little dialogue options. still didnt do it for me#link getting his arm back only makes sense to me bc i got every last light of blessing and heart container and stamina vessel#the gloom in his body is 100% gone hes squeaky clean for me. whyd you take his shirt off tho. at least keep his hat. cant take it seriously#put him in the archaic set or smth his arm is fully visible that way at least and its full circle thats what he wears at the start#couldnt take the whole grabbing zelda sequence seriously bc i missed the (hold) prompt and link flew away lol#totk spoilers#also wasnt really a fan of most of the voice acting yeah sorry. kinda rough all around aside from like ganondorf and dimitri- i mean rauru#mineru and the rito sage were fine too ig. im not going to bother watching any vids or whatever to check again#riju and sidon were fine too#sonia was cool too but everyone else was a lil rough tbh esp with having to say 'secret stone' that name sucks shit#my switch died in the middle of the credits. i had like 25% when i started fighting ganondorf.#it died twice actually cuz i charged it for a few minutes and what like yeah 5% should be good and nope. died again#anyways whatever. im not giving it a rating im tired of this game i dont think i'll be replaying or even just touching it any time soon#music was top notch again tho. made me feel stuff more than the actual story did. cool ig#bitching abt totk
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cecils-dragons · 5 months
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Oof, I’ve been playing Coral Island lately and oh man it makes me want to make my own game so bad :’[ weh
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assaily · 10 months
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Wip Game
Rules: Post the names of all your works in your WIP folder. Let people send you asks based on those titles and any that especially intrigues them, and then respond to them. Lastly, tag as many people as WIPs you have.
Thank you @littlerit and @rockinlibrarian for the tags!
I have a lot of wips so i’m just gonna do a couple more recent ones. And they're all tua, they're all about Five.
1. Hide the Morning from the Stars - The thing that started this one was a line I heard that went, “I just wanted to be loved!” It another one of those post-everything Five acclimating to a peaceful life poorly type fic. The siblings are pretty caught up in rebuilding their own lives, as you do, and so Five proceeds to have the loneliest first year of retirement ever. This one also leans pretty heavy into something @mangoshorthand posted or reblogged a few whiles back about Five struggling to reconnect with Grace because she reminds him of the Handler. 
2. Howling still counts as a wip because i cannot go a full 24 hour period without thinking about it. It’s just sitting in my brain, simmering in all the juices. I’m working on this one constantly. Like all the other wips are on a constant rotation, but this is the big fat star they inevitably orbit.
3. Selkies and Shit - my attempt at mermay masked author but i haven’t gotten very far with it. I don’t even know how to describe this one. The kids were selkies, the Handler was a pirate who was keeping Five and Lila’s skins, and everyone in the world had forgotten all their memories from more than six months prior. No one knew why, but it had something to do with the Moon being missing and the ocean being tide-less. 
4. Planned Obsolescence - that fic where the Commission put a kill switch in Five in case he ever defected and then it slowly kills Five when he defects to be with his family. Here’s a tid bit from that one.
5. the delicate parts of us - it’s... a wing fic. anyone remember that really gory wing eruption scene in Haibane Renmei? yeah, i watched that as a kid and this isn’t the first time i’ve been inspired by it. Kind of dumb, actually, but mostly about Five asking for help.
6. And an untitled post-season 3 fic about Five being human trafficked and saving some kids and generally having a bad time and then a less bad time when his family shows up.
Gonna tag @mangoshorthand​, @sharkneto, @clementineofmine, and @in-a-slanted-outhouse. Participation isn’t mandatory, only if you want to, and even if you weren’t tagged. 
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sun-e-chips · 17 days
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penny for ur thoughts on themed entertainment? 0.0
Oh where to begin!
Can I just say that the best part (at least my personal favorite part) of going to any theme park or a themed resort is those first couple of minutes after walking through the entrance!!!
It’s like you just stepped through a portal into a place that’s DESIGNED to make you feel like you’re at the center of it all. And in those first couple of minutes you are filled with excitement and possibility because you are at the beginning!
Also I’ll add that I love that the purpose/ goal behind themed entertainment is literally to make people happy. Their is so much love put into the craft of designing these places and if you look close enough your always finding something new (especially learning about hidden details and inside jokes designers have implicated into the artworks I’m always excited to discover those!!!)
Every time I have the pleasure to going to one of these places I study everythingggg posters, the floor design, murals, architecture, signage (even the bathroom ones!), merchandise, themed food and drink options, the background music, characters, plant choices, water features, animatronics (no surprise there hehe), lighting, how they handle transitions into two differently themed zones, EVERYTHING!!!
The fact that these places are meant to be enjoyed in company. If I could I would take all of my beloved mutuals with me on a roadtrip to themed entertainment paradise :DDDD
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elegyofthemoon · 5 months
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love getting backstory stuff about my ocs out of complete nowhere. yes this is canon no im not explaining why
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universestreasures · 3 months
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Yu-Gi-Oh! Verse Headcanons/Ideas (Battle City Arc)
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During Battle City, I imagine the Buddy Police are all over the city for two main reasons. The first is due to intelligence they've gathered regarding that the 'Ghouls' / 'Rare Hunters', notorious card criminals they've been trying to apprehend for a while now, have infiltrated the tournament. The second is because specifically that Seto Kaiba is running the tournament. Considering the Death-T incident, they've had their eye on his activity, especially Tasuku due to being Mokuba's friend. They want to make sure that the tournament is going to be safe and would be prepared to shut it down if needed.
Ghouls / Rare Hunters would probably go after him because even though it's not Duel Monsters, Jack is a one-of-a-kind Buddy Rare card that would fetch a high price. Not to mention I imagine the Buddy Police (since they've become a more international organization by this point), is a thorn in the sides of them they'd want to get rid of.
I imagine right after the Yugi v Jonouchi duel, if Tasuku was a witness, he'd try to shut down the tournament right then and there. In his eyes, the tournament would be too unsafe to continue until the criminals are arrested properly, which we know Seto would not like due to the fact if Marik / Malik was arrested, then he would never get his hands on Ra.
I like to think Ishizu / Isis or Yugi & Atem would be the only ones to get Tausku to let the tournament continue, since he is unaware of the true context of what needs to happen (For the plot and personal character-wise). He'd be hesitant to allow it, but I could see Jack, while in agreement with Tasuku, would say in his ancient wisdom that there are some things that just need to happen.
Tasuku would check up on Mokuba throughout the tournament (So would Gao too for that matter), and I could see them getting into a confrontation with the Ghouls / Rare Hunters (perhaps when Mokuba is sent to find Jonouchi, since in the manga he was not kidnapped like in the anime) where Tasuku perhaps reveals his Future Force to both Gao and Mokuba for the first time. I could also see it being revealed if he got to the Yugi V Jonouchi duel and was involved in stopping it (whether it's by him freeing Mokuba instead of Seto throwing his Blue Eyes or by helping to rescue Yugi or Jonouchi following being drowned).
He'd probably be a witness to the tournament finals, whether it's by being allowed to stay and watch (Perhaps Mokuba asks his brother if he can) or he follows them in secret using Jack's Buddy Skill and tracking Mokuba's Cell Phone.
He'd scold Seto for blowing up Alcatraz, not only because of the risk involved, but also because it was, in his mind, not necessary.
Following the tournament, he would make sure the Ghouls / Rare Hunters are disbanded for good and use any information from Marik / Malik to stop any other crime organizations they may be associated with.
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mattodore · 4 months
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seeing them side by side is so sexy
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darkkitty1208 · 11 months
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Guess what, lads? Just got my BTHB card! 🥳💖
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If any of these lovely prompts pique your interest, you're welcome to pop in my ask box to request a specific one. Prompting rules can be found in my intro post (under the cut), please read that bit before sending your ask in. Also read the 'My preferences' section if you're so inclined. ^^
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darabeatha · 5 months
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vvanessaives · 2 years
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WIP WEDNESDAY
i was tagged by @arklay @denerims @aelyosos @katsigian in the past weeks and finally got around to showing a little wip <3
i’m tagging @nuclearstorms @morvaris @ladybeniko @montliyets @reaperkiller @swordcoasts @saintjudegf @faarkas @liurnia @indorilnerevarine @druidgroves @alexandbear @florbelles and whoever has a wip, be it art or writing or whatever, and would like to share!! <33
“Are you assuming that the presence of my father…upsets me somehow?” They enquired vindictively, inducing Eva to instinctively take a step back, too aware of Akira’s frame looming over hers, of how easy it would be for them to wrap those metal fingers around her neck and snap it in half. The meaning behind their words were clear: do not take such liberties with me.
The glare of those pools of dark nothingness they had for eyes and the glow of the red ring light made it impossible for Eva to keep eye contact, not when Akira was staring like that. An animal ready to jump on the wounded prey. Mortified, she lowered her gaze and swallowed down her pride; Akira’s icy tone stinged just like a knife being turned inside a gaping wound and prevented any kind of witty response. “No, of course not…” She mumbled and immediately regretted the weak sound of her words: nothing could upset Akira more than a shaky pathetic voice; maybe only hearing ‘sorry’ was far worse. “No.” Eva repeated, voice louder now but on the verge of breaking. “Of course not, chief...Executive Yoshimoto, sir.” This time she managed to offer some fake confidence but her eyes, still refusing to meet the ones that were tearing apart piece by piece her pretense, spoke the truth louder than her words could.
Akira examined her features one last time, capturing every nervous twitch of her lips, the pearl of sweat falling down along her temple and the way she was barely breathing at this point. She was frightened, good.
Satisfied, they turned their back to Eva and began walking again towards the office where their father was waiting to be yet another thorn in their side. “There is no need to send him away. A meeting should not be denied to anyone, after all.” Akira regained the usual imperturbability, only allowing a sick and macabre grin to twist their features. “Especially to those who come to implore.”
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bsaka7 · 2 years
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no pressure bc this is kind of ridiculous but charles/fernando + apocalypse or a doomsday scenario
um no this is actually EXACTLY everything i love (crazy pairing + the worst circumstances i can think of ever)
It was raining ash. The sky was blackened, a streak of dark paint. Charles had stayed hidden for three long days, until his throat cried out for water and he could no longer hear the sounds of people-becoming-animals around him.
He held out his hand and dark flakes landed in his palm, almost like snow. Smoke coated his mouth, his lungs, and he could feel a cough building.
"Charles," a voice came from behind him. Charles startled, unable to help it, a deer in headlights. It took him a moment to recognize the man as Fernando, out of his Alpine uniform, his hair tucked back in a hat and face hidden behind a mask. "What are you doing back here?"
Charles opened his mouth to speak but nothing came from his unused throat. The smell around them was putrid. Bodies laid strewn about, as if thrown by some unknown force. He could pick out the colors. It had only been days but he didn't want to look closer.
Fernando shook his head. "You can come with me," he said and there was no pity in his voice. He held out his hand. Charles took it.
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chalkcrave · 2 years
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tags!
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