#dusk management

[copperhawkthoughts]

Something I thought was interesting about Dusk before the reveal-to-the-audience moment, and about which I became absolutely feral afterward, is the way they were constantly needling. Poking at everyone, asking little questions that, on the surface and in her sweetly innocent tone, fly just under the radar of shitty behaviour but are actually weapons’-grade undermining, laser-guided missiles of ‘making you doubt yourself and the world’.

She was getting the Hells to do the kind of introspection that FCG flirts with, but carefully calculated to leave them feeling worse. It was really fucking something to watch.

I saw another post talking about how it worked on the Hells as well as it did because they don’t trust themselves enough and that’s definitely part of it, I agree - but I also think Dusk was really helped by the fact that the Hells are all too polite. Yes even Fearne, would wouldn’t know Material Plane manners if they bit her on the ass, because Fearne isn’t cruel. YES even Ashton, who has a very live-and-let-live attitude. All of them were getting sucked into that trap of being unwilling to be the one rocking the boat when someone’s behaviour starts to ride the line on your boundaries. I’ve done it myself! Someone says or does something that seems reasonable on the face of it and you realize afterward that it sucked - or you realize in the moment but then immediately doubt your right to say something, OR the inertia of “nice manners” feels like trying to wade through sludge and you can’t bring yourself to cause a scene.

It’s a fascinating, fascinating way of playing a villain and I cannot wait to see what Erika does next!

#critical role #cr c3 #cr c3e28 #cr spoilers #critical role spoilers #bells hells #dusk cr #dusk is that stealth toxic friend who always manages to make you feel bad about yourself #but you can’t push back because they seem perfectly nice #the m9 would never have put up with this shit #those assholes were always ready to cause a scene

[tj-crochets]

Hey y’all! Slightly weird request, but can you please give me any “living around coyotes” advice you have?  My mom’s backyard has no fence and backs onto a huge open field which goes up to foothills, which are also unoccupied by humans. She’s been trying to grow vegetables this year, which means she has a lot of ground squirrels in her yard (eating the vegetables), which seems to be attracting coyotes? They’ve been getting closer and closer and today she sent me a picture of a coyote what appears to be less than 100 feet from her door. The problem is my mom likes to take long walks in that big field and the coyotes keep getting closer to her on those walks. I know they make coyote-safety vests for dogs but idk the human equivalent? It’s not like one or two coyotes, it’s a bunch of them. I think she said the most she’s seen at a time is seven. 

#the person behind the yarn #tj asks weird questions #we got coyotes where I used to live but like I lived in the suburbs #so coyote avoidance was like...don't let your small dogs out into your backyard alone #always go with them #and like maybe don't go riding your bikes or on a walk by that one particular back road at dusk #because that's when the coyotes like to be there #my mom's version of staying safe with coyotes is just to loudly say 'I see you!' when she sees a coyote #when I was a little kid we also had a slingshot and biodegradable ammo (it was stale jellybeans) #but that was because we had particularly aggressive squirrels #also because my parents knew neither my siblings nor I would ever manage to actually hit one #it was not meant for coyote avoidance #when I got a little older as a kid we got my brother's dog and effective got no more large predators in our yard #because she'd scared off all the small animals. we never had another rattlesnake once we got her #idk. my version of coyote avoidance involves. you know. avoiding them. #my mom does not seem to want to do that part.

[melonthesprigatito]

I think the saddest thing about the 3DS Online being shut down is all the hundreds or thousands of Pokémon deposited on the GTS or Pokémon Bank that are now permanently abandoned with no way of anyone ever seeing them, if they haven't already been erased from existence the second the connection was severed like that one scene of Wreck It Ralph

#pokémon #pokemon #pokémon xy #pokémon oras #pokémon sun and moon #pokémon ultra sun and ultra moon #😭 #I managed to rescue my Rockruff from Ultra Moon's GTS but I forgot the others 🥺 #The Pokémon from my playthroughs of Gen 5 that were in Bank were evacuated to Ultra Moon #I'm alarmed because unless you happen to have an Own Tempo Rockruff in your PC you'll never be able to use Dusk Lycanroc in USUM ever again #I have a male Own Tempo Rockruff and a Ditto because I wasn't able to get a female Rockruff in time :( #Also RIP to a big chunk of my childhood/ early teen years 😭 #I used 3DS Online a lot :(

[solardee]

UTEV - Drabble #1

The castle was calm and quiet, for all intents and purposes. Sure, his boys were wandering about, causing their usual mischief as they were want to do, but otherwise it was quiet.

His office was undisturbed, paperwork neatly filed away in the drawer below. Dusk’s hands were folded in front of him, hiding his mouth as he gazed emptily at the door. It would be flying open any moment now, if the telltale steps of his brother down the hall were anything to go by.

There has always been a balance to maintain, after all.

He was the Guardian of Negativity, in stark contrast to his energetic brother; it was inevitable they would conflict. Natural even. Life is not always filled with ease or joy. Disagreements, betrayals, tragedies, all find themselves at home in all of our existences.

Some, perhaps more than others, the cracks in his skull dripping corruption was testament to that.

Keeping a balance, between striving against adversity and being rightfully discouraged and grief stricken in honesty isn’t easy. An ever-lasting fight between positivity and negativity, that shows no signs of settling soon. A fight to last all of eternity.

The door slammed open in front of him. Dusk’s gaze didn’t flinch, slowly traveling up until his singular eyelight bore into shining save stars in his brother’s sockets.

“BROTHER,” Dawn hissed, the talons hidden under his glove gouging slightly into the wooden frame, “I know what you’ve done.”

“Oh, do you now?” Dusk responded, head slowly tilting to the side, the corruption pooling on the inside of his skull. His hands remained folded in front of his face.

His brother scoffed, slamming his hand onto Dusk’s desk to tower over his sibling (though it isn’t like he needed Dusk sitting down to do that) “Of course I do!” Dawn shouted indignantly, “and I won’t allow this crime to continue!”

Dusk’s unoccupied tentacle curled around his chair as he lowered his hands, the barest hint of a smirk on his apathetic face, “You won’t allow it?” he mocked. His other tentacle laid comfortably on his lap.

Dawn’s wings flared out in rage, “That pudding cup in the fridge was mine and you know it!”

Dusk shrugged, raising the aforementioned confectionery in front of his chest, but out of Dawn’s reach, “What a shame. I didn’t see your name on it…” he drawled despite Dawn’s offended huffing.

“Dusk…” his brother warned.

“If you want it so badly, come and get it.”

Thus, the fighting begun.

Feathers flying, apathy dripping to impede determined progress, what Dusk lacked in height he made up for in maneuverability. Dawn shoved and reached for the treat, even as Dusk twisted further away.

It was a good five minutes before Dawn shoved his wing into Dusk’s face and made him choke on feathers, his good arm snatching the slightly crushed cup from the distracted tentacle with a shout of victory.

‘Well,’ Dusk thought to himself as they settled down from their vicious battle, ‘There are worse ways to spend an eternity, I suppose.’

“You’re such an ass sometimes, you know that?” Dawn muttered as he sprawled in the chair across from his office desk.

“Brother, you simply give me far too much to work with,” Dusk replied simply, pulling a drawer in his desk open to grab a treat of his own.

The battle for balance paused, if only briefly.

#UT Equiverse #UTEV #Dawn!Dream #Dusk!Nightmare #UTEV Writing #Dreamtale AU #Dee Drabbles #So I have decided that for this year #I am going to try and post something #ANYTHING at least once a week #I make no guarantees #It's probably going to be a lot of random keyboard splattering like this #But drawing takes me far too long #writing is much easier and it'll be good practice anyways #My goal is to write or draw a little something at least once a day #but I'm not sure if I'll post everything I make so enjoy what manages to pass through my attention span #Also yes #Dawn and Dusk are both melodramatic #Dusk's wit is just very dry and it's hard to tell lol #Funfact I wrote the basic script of this over a year ago now #IT was going to be a comic #I redid the paneling for it about 40 times #and gave up lol

[idiot-mage-cloudie]

gonna distort i just beat the dusk mission and was gonna end the day then the purple midnight happened 😭

#cloudie's talkin #im still legit so pissed at that but theres always tomorrow since i've managed to plan out my strategy for the dusk ordeals-

[peridaniel]

me before the episode started: omg matt's probably gonna end the episode right as dusk reveals their true colors

me after matt ends the episode right as dusk reveals their true colors:

#critical role #critical role spoilers #cr3 #cr3 ep28 #fearne calloway #birdie calloway #cr dusk #or whatever the fuck their real name is #matthew mercer #erika ishii #they are so SICK and TWISTED for this #the fist bump they did at the end 😭 #this is the first episode ive actually managed to watch in its entirety and it was worth it but im also terrified

[vodika-vibes]

Corrie Guard quotes ~

Dusk: *sitting at a table, drinking his caff, and trying to stay awake*

Thire: *sitting across from Dusk, reading reports*

New Shiny: *steps into the room, looking cheerful* Morning LT, morning Commander.

Dusk: *grunts out something that might have been a greeting but might have also been a curse*

Thire: *just waves*

New Shiny: *unperturbed* Do either of you want a quickie?

Dusk: *chokes on his caff and ends up spitting it across the table*

Thorn: *jerks so violently that he falls out of his chair* I...what?

New Shiny: A quickie. You know, one of those breakfast pie things.

Dusk: *in between coughs* H-holy fucking hell, vod.

Thire: It...it's pronounced quiche.

#star wars #tcw #clone oc #lieutenant dusk #commander thire #new vod manages to almost kill both of his brothers in one comment

[inkstaindusk]

Rereading enstars stories trying to understand how their 'nature of humanity' conversations go but I keep spacing out because there are only so many words you can use to describe human fallacy and yet somehow they keep finding more

#who talks like this?? why do you all talk like this?? #it's the trauma isn't it #considering you guys keep trauma dumping on each other at the same time #'humans will follow the laws of the jungle' 'weapons obey their master' ok. #do you guys just have like a list of sayings somewhere #check them off once youve managed to insert them in a conversation?? #dusk liveblogs #enstars lb #sorry the way they talk is my favorite thing to clown on i think it's so funny #i know none of yall are going to therapy

[kaslanist]

her swagless looks and cringe fail personality have captivated me

#arknights #dusk #arknights dusk #sui siblings #drawing 2 ppl at once next to eachother is horrible how do yall manage to pump out ship art constantly⁉️⁉️ #rkgk

[changeling-rin]

Ooooookay so we know that the Links are all very athletic right. They fight enemies and use swords and frequently run through monster hordes and do other hero-y things.

But how *fast* can they run?

So: the Links (from the main story) all have to run a 400 meter dash (approximately 1/4 mile), a mile, and a half marathon. Who finishes each race first, who finishes last, and approximately what are the times of the first and last person to finish each race?

Brought to you by, someone who realized the fastest mile ever run was done in under four minutes and suddenly felt deep pain for the DLinks who have to track down Realm even when his earrings are in place

(But is also wondering who would win each race, since a short sprint is a very different game than distance running)

You made me research olympic track records for this. I hope you're happy.

The 400m dash: Gen wins, because he's not great at distance but Din can that boy sprint. He clocks in roughly at the 50 second mark, and there's a good five seconds of space between him and the next finisher. Realm finishes last, at about two hours and thirteen minutes, because he got lost. This skews the results horribly. Nobody is willing to try it again.

The mile: Lore wins, somewhere around 8-and-a-half minutes, because he just started jogging and then... never stopped. Mask and Dusk are close seconds. Realm finishes last, roughly ten hours later, because he got lost. At this point everybody just mentally removes Realm's time from the list.

The half-marathon: Realm wins by a landslide when he comes in at twenty minutes. Apparently, he got lost. This, at some point, seemed to clash directly with the amount of distance he was trying to travel. Everyone else decides to mentally remove Realm's time from the list again, albeit for completely different reasons. Last finisher is Steam, who does his best but just isn't used to running everywhere the way his siblings are. He comes in at a little over two and a half hours.

(If all modifiers were removed, the winners would be Gen, Realm, and Realm again, respectively. The loser would be Steam, every time, poor boy. With modifiers, such as a wolf, a Goron, a bunny hood, pegasus boots, etc, it's an all-out free for all war and nobody actually sees who got first through all the dust they kicked up.)

#Changeling Answers #DL Questions #balladoftime #I am not a track runner nor have I ever been #I did manage an eight-minute mile once #emphasis on ONCE #I was trying to keep up with the track athletes and I failed miserably #they get like five-minute times. HOW. #All the DL Links #Lore #Dusk #Realm #Gen #Steam #Mask

[eva-cybele]

wolmeric week day 3: AU

Kaede sighed and shoved a rogue lock of blonde hair behind one sharply pointed ear. Usually, the chance to leave the circle tower was a welcome change of pace – there were only so many times a girl could read the same books or blow up the same training dummy – but this assignment was… less than ideal.

Stupid Orlesians.

Her escort cast her an amused glance from behind his shaggy hair. “You know, you seem awfully sour for a woman who just got a free pass to live somewhere that’s not a tower in the middle of nowhere.”

Wrinkling her nose in distaste, Kaede grumbled a quiet, “Shut it, Waters,” in his direction.

Most mages wouldn’t dare speak to a templar like that, but Thancred wasn’t like most templars – they were the only Fereldans in the Ostwick Circle, and had always gotten along well. He was human, but they were both Denerim street rats at heart, even if his path had led to the Order, while hers landed her in the Circle. He had a few other reasons to treat her more kindly than the other mages in the Circle, but, well. Those didn’t bear dwelling on in the cold light of day.

“Oh, don’t be like that. Orlesians aren’t all bad.” His serious expression lasted for about five seconds before dissolving into a snicker. “Damn, I can’t say that with a straight face after all.”

As they passed through a part of the forest that seemed darker and thicker than the relatively sparse woods they had been traveling through for nearly a day now, Kaede finally asked the question that had been on her mind for the entire trip – “Why in Andraste’s name does an Orlesian country vicomte need a mage? And more specifically, why does he need an elven mage from bloody Ostwick? Orlais has Circles, surely he could have found one closer.”

Thancred shrugged, catching hold of the reins of Kaede’s mare in an attempt to guide the beast around a tree that had fallen half over the path. “Apparently he asked for a Knight-Enchanter, specifically. And seeing as how those are in short supply, First Enchanter Matoya determined you were the best candidate.”

“Do you know why he needed a battlemage? And, well… anything about him?” Thancred was always the man who knew things – had things been different, he would have made a great bard, Kaede was sure.

Shoving his bangs out of his face, Thancred cast a look around, then urged his horse a bit closer to hers. “I don’t know much, but rumor is, he’s the Divine’s bastard son.”

Kaede opened her mouth to respond to that – though with what, she did not know – but before she could, a horrifying scream rent the air and a large creature darted directly into their path, trailing blood from several wounds.

“Andraste’s tits, is that a drake?” Even Thancred, who approached most things in life with the same laconic humor, seemed startled by the appearance of dragonkin.

Adrenaline hummed in Kaede’s veins, and she all but leapt down from her saddle, raising her left hand and forming a complex sigil in midair. Recognizing her as a threat, the drake reared his head back to spew a gout of flames their direction, but the fire flowed to the sides and around the shield that hung, invisible, in the air in front of her.

Apparently irritated at the lack of immolation of his prey, the drake lashed out with fang and claw, narrowly missing Kaede as she rolled out of the way, only to find herself face to face with a smaller – but still larger than her – dragonling. And if the cursing behind her was anything to go by, Thancred had met a few of his own.

Kaede braced herself for an attack that never came, for at the moment that the dragonling lunged, a brilliant blue blade lodged itself in the side of the creature’s neck and sliced through muscle and tendon, leaving it half-beheaded and bleeding on the forest floor.

A gloved hand reached down and pulled her to her feet, and Kaede found herself face to face with possibly the most handsome human man she had ever set eyes on, even though his armor was spattered with dragon blood and his wavy black hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat.

“Are you hurt?” A warm, masculine voice with an Orlesian accent was barely audible over the screech of the remaining dragonkin surrounding them, and Kaede shook her head.

Movement caught her eye behind the man, and she abruptly pushed him to the side as the drake rushed forward towards them, reaching for her magic and pushing outwards, until ice crystallized around the creature’s legs, stopping it in its tracks. An arrow immediately lodged itself in a eye socket and the drake screamed as it crumpled.

A strong arm caught her around the shoulder and pulled her close against the mystery man’s chest, spinning to keep her beyond the reach of another dragonling’s lunge, when a lance came down and skewered it between its shoulderblades.

A quick glance over her shoulder revealed Thancred and another human man, with a lance in his hand, fending off the last two dragonlings, and then, finally, everything was quiet.

As she willed her heart to slow back down to a normal pace, the arm around her shoulders relaxed a bit, and her eyes were drawn back up to lock with pale blue ones. “My thanks, my lady. I take it that you are the Knight-Enchantress I sent for, then?”

Blinking in surprise that this was the vicomte she’d been assigned to serve, Kaede couldn’t resist a second look at him – she didn’t know of many Orlesian nobles who fought in places other than the dueling rings of tourneys, but this one looked well at home amongst the chaos of a battlefield.

A loud, Antivan-accented woman’s voice interrupted whatever answer Kaede thought to give, as a dark-skinned elven woman with a face covered in tattoos strode over to the drake and gave its corpse a kick. “Well. At least these aren’t bloody tainted. Unlike the last bunch.”

The grey-haired human man answered with a grunt, nudging the dragonling in front of him with his lance, before pronouncing in a gruff voice, “Aye, but that makes them harder to track.” Silver griffins emblazoned both their armor, and Kaede wasn’t sure which to be more confused by – the appearance of a Dalish elf, or the presence of two Maker-forsaken Grey Wardens.

Finally realizing that she was still more or less in the arms of an Orlesian lordling, Kaede took a step back and looked around the clearing in complete bewilderment – “What in Andraste’s name is going on here?”

The handsome human bent in a shallow bow, his sharp blue gaze never wavering from her face. “My apologies for the late introduction. My name is Aymeric de Borel, and as you can see, we have something of a dragon problem.”

#looks it's kaedemeric in thedas #and by that for once I don't mean cullen/inquisitor lmao #wolmeric #daughters of dusk and dawn #sons of ice and fury #we've got city elf circle mage kaede #seeker aymeric #grey warden marz and estinien #templar thancred #most of the other scions are mages from kaede's circle (of knowing lmao) #this is super rough but it's what I could manage in an evening #wolmeric week

[mauriooo]

me when i was trying to clear tiphereth's meltdown and survived my first crimson dusk (by nothing short of a miracle bc fuckin g nothing there escaped and i had to use the rabbits on it) and then i

got violet midnight

started the ordeal before i was ready bc i forgot how many employees i had sent out to start working

sicced little red on the pale shrine and sent all my employees to the black shrine

and then literally everyone either died or panicked so. an hour of my life is ✨gone✨

#ghghghg hopefully ill get smth more manageable for both dusk and midnight like #i have cleared and Know i can clear green dusk #green midnight im iffy on bc my kiting skills are Not Great #amber midnight seems the most manageable but w my luck ill get all the way to midnight and itll be violet again #mauri speaks #lobotomy corporation #lobotomy corporation spoilers

[neoma-eltanin]

67%. What's the worst injury they've ever gotten?

Neoma has been wounded on a number of occasions, but most have not left a scar on her body due to them being fairly quickly healed and taken care of. There is one scar however that is much more prominent, located on her lower back, shaped like a snowflake.

She received the injury when she was fairly new at adventuring, when she and Dusk had started moving around in Eorzea to look for people in need of help. One day they encountered bandits who put up a serious fight against them. When Neoma was distracted, a thaumaturge struck her in the back with lightning magic. The blow was bad enough to cause Neoma's heart to stop.

A distraught and panicked Dusk fought off the remaining bandits before cradling Neoma's lifeless body in his arms. He had by this point started to learn some healing magic of his own, and in utter despair he somehow managed to find the strength to bring her back. He could not make the scar go away completely, however. She will carry it for the rest of her life.

#ffxiv #ff14 #asks #replies #Neoma Eltanin #thanks for the ask! #yeah Neoma was pretty much dead for a moment there #very dramatic! #she was proud of Dusk for managing to heal something so severe

[aspens-orchard]

Welcome to Dark Oak Bakery!

Walking up to the stand, it's a simple fair stand. Dark wooden supports, pink tablecloths, platters of all different kinds of desserts, and colorful cups full of smoothies, each with allergy labels on them decorated with little hearts. The sweet scent of freshly baked pastries and fresh berries fills the air around the stand, an Appletun standing next to the stand possibly making the scents himself.

Working at the stand, a shirtless and muscular Aspen flirting with each and every customer, whether or not it's genuine or just a sales pitch is unknown. He's standing at a blender with two cutting boards next to it, stained with berry juice, said berries in barrels behind him with his fingers stained all sorts of vibrant colors. Also working at the stand, a slightly annoyed Dusk, wearing a very tight white shirt to accentuate his toned yet slim figure, a pink heart apron on the bottom half with flecks of batter all over him. He's constantly taking things out of ovens, working mixers, whisking as fast as he can, and he has his own seperate blender for fruits and other pastry mixtures. It's clear seduction is the main sales pitch here, and yet the smells of the freshly baked goods is too enticing not to buy something; the smoothies are vibrant and vary greatly in color and flavor, the baked goods all different sizes yet mostly in heart shaped.

Standing to the side of the stand is a very excited Dellessi, dressed up as a luvdisc holding a sign labeled "try our luvdisc festival exclusive menu items!", It's clear Dellessi doesn't even know what the sign says. If you look carefully, you can see what appears to be Mūne standing up above the stand from much higher up with binoculars, watching over the stand to ensure Dellessi's safety.

#lovediscfest2023 #ic #welcome to Dark Oak Bakery! #Aspen Fieldds as the smoothie maker #Dusk Revail as the baker #Dellessi as the mascot #Mūne as the manager/safety practitioner #long post #this was such a long explanation but I love these little idiots

[ornithic]

there was a beldum yesterday that, with its rlly low catch rate, made me so tired that i had to stop playing hshfhfwg

but before that, i got skarmory and three different colours of minior (red, blue + indigo)!

#caw caw #i Did manage to catch it after using many great balls and some ultra balls </3 #i had a!!!! dusk ball i could've used since it was night time and those Specific Ones can rlly do well #but i only had 1. and the only pokemart that sells them is on another island #PLUS iirc i'm too low on money to buy them in bulk [pensive emoji]

[xgutter-glitterx]

broke: avoiding using a common word as your sona's name even though it's perfect for them bc your toxic manipulative ex friend used it as their screen name for your whole friendshit woke: being very "fuck it we ball" about it and naming them that anyway

#this is the only thing theyd still managed to poison for me after all this time and i have decided that i am dusk now. so fuck them #my name now