#entombed ad

[biggi-666]

WOOOOOOOOOOOO….

……i have no idea what to put this on.

#morbid #morbid band #swedish death metal #black metal #first wave black metal #december moon #black metal demo #metalhead #metalpunk #patches #backpatch #pelle ohlin #per yngve ohlin #lg petrov #entombed #entombed ad #death metal

[heidismagblog]

#RIP #rip magazine #pride & glory #zakk wylde #james lomenzo #brian tichy #ad #the obsessed #cathedral #stompbox #carcass #entombed #napalm death

[abh-r]

the end of rentry comes with not a bang , but a whimper

#𝜗𝜚 — entombed｡ #ts elliot that you dearly for this poem #anyways #why is there ads on rentry now #what are they doing there

[rongzhi]

English added by me :)

Further Details:

In 2014, while digging ground to construct the Number 7 line for the Chengdu metro, a 2300 square meter tomb with 13 graves was dug up near Mohechi (摩诃池), the former back gardens of the Prince's mansion in Sichuan (蜀王府). Of the 13 chambers in the tomb, most were single graves, and some had been plundered or were difficult to get to. Chamber #8 was found to have its seal still closed and in decent condition, with archeologists speculating that the area had been subject to earthquakes in the past, and robbers skipped over the chamber because they were afraid of the walls collapsing if the heavy stone door was moved. Chamber #8 was also discovered to contain two rooms and the engraving of a dragon and phoenix, indicating that whoever the tomb belonged to were of relatively high status.

While the royal mausoleum of the prince of Sichuan had long been unearthed, the new joint grave was originally thought to be the tomb of an aristocratic husband and wife, as the type of tomb was typical of a husband and wife pair. The area where the new tomb had been discovered was also known long ago as 公公坟 (the eunuch graves). Other tombs of court eunuchs buried around Chengdu had been discovered in 1953, 1955, 1956, 2003, 2005, and 2008.

At the same time, experts noticed that the porcelain relics buried in the Chamber #8 all shared an unusual characteristic: the male figurines had no facial hair. This led to the realisation that the figurines depicted eunuchs. Additionally, two stone tablets were eventually located which turned out to be the epitaphs for the graves, and which allowed the archeologists to confirm that the tomb did indeed belong to two imperial eunuchs from the Ming dynasty. Moreover, the tablets revealed that the eunuchs were named Wei Yu (魏玉, b.1470) and Ruan Ying (阮英, b. 1472). Both were born from poor farming families in Tongzhou (潼州; present day northern Sichuan province).

In the fourteenth year of Chenghua, there was a huge drought in the nation, so both children were sent by their families to become eunuchs in the palace as a means to survive. Being from the same area and around the same age, they would grow to become very close.

In the Ming dynasty, imperial eunuchs had great power, such that they were in charge of many government and even military affairs. Due to this, Wei Yu and Ruan Ying did not stay in Beijing to serve the emperor but instead eventually ended up as chief eunuchs in Shuwangfu, the center of government in Sichuan. Based on the epitaph and historical materials, historians concluded that Wei Yu and Ruan Ying did not necessarily overstep their power as is often the depiction of court eunuchs of the era, and in fact, they cooperated very well with the Zhu Chun, the prince of Sichuan and Hongwu Emperor's 11th son, assisting him to repair infrastructure and bringing prosperity to the people of Chengdu.

Wei Yu was favored by the prince for being clever and witty, and was bestowed the surname Shuang, so is also referred to in records as Shuang Yu (双玉). As Wei Yu's status grew, Ruan Ying's did as well.

In the 10th year of Zhengde (1515), having experienced some rough times, Wei Yu and Ruan Ying decided they wanted to be buried together and and obtained royal permission for it to be so. As they had no children, they were able to accumulate all their earnings (imperial servants were paid) and buy a plot of land. One year later, Ruan Ying passed away and Wei Yu had a tomb built with two rooms so that they could be buried together. Ten years later, when he passed away also, Wei Yu was buried with Ruan Ying, fulfilling their desire to be entombed together.

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Additional sources:

https://www.sohu.com/a/413776430_120795605

https://m.thepaper.cn/yidian_promDetail.jsp?contid=3744568&from=yidian

https://www.toutiao.com/article/6706734279713358350/?wid=1705638571420

video (in Chinese)

video (in Chinese)

#tried to find a better douyin to introduce/summarise the topic but some of them had really annoying voice overs lol #i think there is like a cctv type documentary about the dig with actual expert talking heads but i can't find the video online atm #anyway. it's really incredible to me that they even recorded their birth and death years like bro...so often these details are lost to time #but we know all these things about these two from 600 years ago :') #chinese history #video #douyin #tiktok #long post #同志历史

[artificialbreezy]

Fic Recs

All my favorite pieces, please enjoy 🫶🏻

I do plan on adding to this pretty consistently

Just Pretend - Noah x Musician Reader by @thescarlettvvitch + @thefallennightmare

Mercy - Noah x Fallen Angel AU by @thefallennightmare

One Night - Noah x reader smut by @thefallennightmare

Miracle - Noah x merch girl by @thefallennightmare

Fika - Jolly x Astrid by @thefallennightmare

Entombed: Dracula!Noah - by @thescarlettvvitch

House of Flies: Dracula!Noah - by @thescarlettvvitch

I see Through You - by @idwt-money

Varney - Vampire!Noah by @valiantroeagleangel

Take Care - Jolly x Reader by @valiantroeagleangel

Honey - Nicholas Ruffilo x reader by @valiantroeagleangel

You can barely speak - noah x reader by @ladyveronikawrites

Lil smutty blurb - matt x reader by @withcrossesandframes

Sinful Inflictions - Nicholas Ruffilo x reader by @sorrowsofsilence

#breezy recommends #all my faves

[daddyhausen]

• kinktober — day five : mommy kink — kris statlander •

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{ masterlists } | { kinktober 2023 }

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{ commission info } | { like my work? buy me a coffee — kofi —dxddyhxusen }

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{ summary } — you and kris resolve some sexual tension that had been boiling over after her most recent title win

{ warnings } — wlw, mommy kink, scissoring, sub!reader, oral sex { f receiving }, squirting, female orgasms, praise

{ word count } — 600

{ pairing } — fem!reader x kris statlander

{ genre } — smut

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{ beta readers } — @allelitesmut + @legit9thlunaticwarrior

{ comment if you want to be added to the taglist }

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“that’s a good girl…” her voice rang through your ears in such a sultry tone

your head buried between her thighs

devouring her cunt as she had previously instructed you to

kris had been rather deprived as of late

and the sexual tension had been building between the both of you for months

you surely did not expect a steamy make out session followed by the best fucking of your life after another one of her title defences

“who’s mommy’s good girl, huh?”

she questioned in between moans, your tongue lapping up her juices as of you were a woman dying of thirst

“answer me, sweet thing” she’s cooed, words rolling off her tongue like soft waves rippling against the shoreline

“i am…” you whined, her hand held fistfuls of your hair, prying your head up every so often to meet her gaze

“hmm?” she inquired, trying to rouse the word from you lips

“…i am…mommy…”

she nodded her head in acknowledgment, quickly placing your head back between her thighs

bucking her hips upward so that your tongue was driving deep into her cunt

“oh fuck!-“ she moaned through gritted teeth “you make mommy feel so good, sweetie”

her mouth hung agape, moans spilling from her lips in rapid succession

“you want mommy to cum all over you? is that what you want, honey?”

you nodded, tongue drawing circles into her clit, making her shudder with delight

“oh fuck yes!” she cried out, thighs beginning to shake with pleasure

her sweetness dripping onto your tongue

gushing down her thighs like a waterfall

she pried your head up from between her thighs

kissing you harshly, letting her taste mingle in both your tongues

“i taste good, don’t i?” she playfully remarked to which you responded with a resounding yes

“lay down” she demanded with a stern tone

tugging down your shorts and panties in one fell swoop as you laid back against the locker room floor

“such a pretty little pussy” she praised “and it’s all mine”

she placed a few sweet kisses to the mound of your sex, before licking a hot stripe up your slit, preparing you

“so wet for me” she hummed, propping one of your legs up

positioning herself properly, sinking down until your cunts met

her hips began to move in slow, precise circles, drawing out your pleasure deliberately slow

“m-mommy…” you whimpered, adoring the feeling of her cunt grinding against yours

she suddenly increased her speed

your cunts grind together in rapid succession before she slowed down again

much to your dismay

her hands fell to your breasts

squeezing the pillowy flesh in her palms

quickly leaning down to lick hot stripes across your nipple before entombing in the warmth of her mouth

pulling away with a pop

“gonna cum for me?”

she questioned, a small smirk crossing her lips

“yes mommy…wanna cum…”

“such an obedient girl”

you felt the thrum of arousal rise in your belly, throbbing between your thighs

finally spilling over, against her cunt

she smiled down at you, proud at the mess you made

“good girl, such a messy little whore for me…”

she rubbed your clit, only aiding in the waterfall of sweetness dripping down your thighs

“let’s get you cleaned up then we can go again back at my place” she panted softly, completely unfazed by the lack of a second orgasm

she mainly wanted to get you off anyway

“maybe i’ll even use some toys on you”

she smirked with a flirtatious wind.

“now come on, get dressed, pretty thing”

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#{ my fics : 🤍 } #kris statlander #kris statlander x reader #best friends #kris statlander smut #kris statlander imagine #aew #wrestling imagine #wrestling smut #aew imagine #aew wrestling #aew fanfiction

[ninjagoshippingtourney]

Beginning of the tournament

Hello hello!! My name is Casey, your host on the ninjago shipping tournament!! Here, we'll find out through a series of votes which is the best ninjago ship!! We will have three tiers, the main tier (including all ships listed), the rare pair tier (includes all rare pairs) and the popular tier (includes all mainstream/popular ships) If I missed any ships in the list below that you'd like included, let me know! If you're ship isn't added in the final cut, please do not be frustrated. Here's our list of entries so far: Jaya (Jay x Nya) Pixane (Pixal x Zane) Lava (Kai x Cole Plasma (Jay x Kai) Tecno (Jay x Zane) Bruise (Jay x Cole) Opposite/peppermint (Kai x Zane) Glacier (Zane x Cole) Polyninja (Kai x Jay x Cole x Zane) Samurai (Nya x Pixal) Conia (Cole x Vania) Coleil (Cole x Seleil) Conya (Cole x Nya) Mudshock (Jay x Cole x Nya) Sunset (Vania x Skylar) Kailor (Kai x Skylar) Amber Pheonix (Nya x Skylar) Greenflower (Lloyd x Brad) Holly (Lloyd x Akita) Frosted flower (Lloyd x Akita x Brad) Think fast (Neuro x Griffin) Copycat/Mirror (Chamile x Skylar) Wusako (wu x Misako) Garmasako (Garmadon x Misako) destructive dragon (Series!Garmadon x Movie!koko) Hot wire (Kai x Pixal) Blue wire (Jay x Pixal) Braincell (Nya x Zane) Entombed (Pythor x Aspeheera) Ground wire (Cole x Pixal) Raincloud (Benthomaar x Vania) Techspin (Sora x Arin) Transformer (Ash x Chamile) Trident (Benthomaar x Nya) Eyepatch (Ronin x Clutch Powers) Garmaclouse (Garmadon x Clouse) Geode (Cole x Geo) Gemstone (Plundar x Cole) Scruff (Dareth x Ronin) Thunderwave (Jay x Benthomaar) Music Jade (Sally x Harumi) Nightshade (Tox x Chamile) Stolen data (Pixal x Skylar) Wind power (Sora x Euphrasia) Conductor (Jay x Kai x Zane) Cyber storm (Pixal x Jay x Nya) Dumbass (Jay x Kai x Cole) Heavy metal (Cole x Pixal x Zane) Ponytail (Skylar x Nya x Pixal)

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago ships #ninjago poll #ninjago jaya #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago kai #ninjago cole #ninjago nya #ninjago jay #ninjago zane #ninjago pixal #ninjago skylar #lloyd garmadon #ninjago lloyd

[hmslusitania]

Unified theory of Indiana Jones and The Mummy? My interest has been piqued 🍿 👀

Okay so I think it goes without saying that these movies clearly take place in the same universe, just off the bat.

That said, we also know that several of the (unseen) previous generation of characters had careers that would've taken them to similar geographic areas -- notably Howard Carnahan and Abner Ravenwood, who were Egyptologists of roughly a similar age.

So, it would make complete sense to me if, at some point, they were contracted to work on the same project. Whether or not they got along, whether or not they worked well together, is immaterial. The important part is that they both brought their daughters. Now, according to the wikis for the respective franchises, Evelyn (Carnahan) O'Connell was born in 1903, and Marion Ravenwood was born in 1909, and young girls, as Marion would've been, tend to heavily imprint on older girls especially when they're stuck together in a camping situation. And I think Evy, a perpetual baby sister, would've jumped at the chance to get to be the cool older sister type friend.

They would've corresponded after that.

In 1925, Marion writes to Evy about her father's dashing new student who she's fallen hopelessly in love with (and an equally passionate disavowal of the man only a few months later).

In 1926, Evy writes back to tell Marion that she's been part of an expedition to help recover the site of Hamunaptra (leaving out the magic, because that would be just a shade too far; adding the fact she may not have found much treasure but she did find a husband in the post script -- prompting many more questions from Marion).

They write each other about Evy's journey to respectability as an archaeologist and Egyptologist, and her impassioned arguments with another young archaeologist out of the University of Chicago, who Evy pointedly refused to name in any of her letters out of disrespect (the nature of their academic disagreements is simple -- Evy's seen magic with her own eyes and brings a layer of credulity to her interpretation of sites that Indy just cannot fathom. Well. Not yet, anyway).

They write when Alex was born, when Marion moves to Nepal.

In 1933, Evy writes her about the Oasis at Ahm Shere, but she leaves out the part where she died and was resurrected, and the part where the entire oasis was sucked into the afterlife afterwards.

(In 1935, Indy sees Magic in India, and he thinks briefly of his continuing journal publication feud with the British-Egyptian Egyptologist E. O'Connell, and then he locks this information away in a part of his brain he does not touch lest he go mad.)

In 1936, Marion writes her about the search for the Ark, about her father's old student -- a professor now himself -- coming back into her life. She mentions the pit of snakes, being entombed, and the deaths of the Nazi bastards. She doesn't mention the magic, the actual Ark of the Covenant saving their asses. It would sound crazy, after all.

In 1937, they see each other in person for the first time in over a decade by chance at the Cairo Museum. This is before the events of the Last Crusade, so for the moment, Marion and Indy are more-or-less together and more-or-less happy about it. Rick and Evy are there for their standard work reasons, delivering some recently excavated artefacts.

At first, everything goes fine. Evy and Marion recognise each other, and as nearly life-long penpals tend to do, take a moment to remember how to speak to each other in person, but then they're thrilled for the opportunity to do so. The four of them agree to get dinner together and it's at dinner while they're talking about their work that Indy makes the connection between E. O'Connell, academic rival, and Evelyn O'Connell, and Evy makes the connection that Marion's "Indy" is actually that very same Henry Jones Jr who Evy's wanted nothing more than to knock senseless with the Book of Life for over a decade.

In the ensuing loud argument that nearly gets them thrown from the restaurant and during which Rick and Marion decide they're best friends now, both Evy and Indy accidentally reveal their hands as regards magic, archaeology, and the realities therein. They part dinner as wary allies.

The academic detente lasts just until Marion writes Evy about the dissolution of her relationship with Indy and concurrent birth of their son, and then the rivalry's back on.

Frankly, all of them prefer it this way.

(As an additional aside, while he was serving in WWI, Jonathan Carnahan met and befriended {""befriended""} an Australian nurse, who had the mixed fortune to lose all of her father's titled cousins during the war and returned home as the Honourable Miss Phryne Fisher)

#the ghost ship scribbles #indiana jones #the mummy #wilddragonflying #with the exception of checking birth years in the respective wikis #this is all just off the cuff #so if there's incorrect continuity don't @ me

[internetskiff]

(Screenshots of dialogue from this video since I don't own the equipment to play Alyx myself) Something I find so so interesting about Half Life Alyx's combine grunts is that they're not just humanized for the sake of adding more humor to enemy encounters. They're basically prototypes, and if you pause to pay attention to their idle chatter you may catch them updating their mental reprogramming in real time. Lower units are actively pressured by their superiors into basically wiping unneeded memories out of themselves as if it's garbage data. I'm wondering if Combine Soldiers feel any sort of fear when they go through this? Do they hold on to the remnants of humanity the Universal Union hadn't stripped away yet? Do they feel the urge to defect in these moments? How many of them acted on that urge? Unlike Half Life 2's Combine Units, a lot of these are still people, they have yet to be turned into mindless war machines - but they're getting there. A lot of them were probably fed an entirely different idea of what it'd be like to serve under the Union, and now the truth is staring them right in the face and demanding them to give up their memories. Home? Useless. Loved ones? Unneeded. We need to make room in that cranium of yours for more battle tactics, and these have got to go! [De-masked Combine Grunt up ahead, quite gory.] ... ... ... ...

I'm assuming a lot of these people were ex-metrocops, and this is the Universal Union's exact idea of "moving up the ladder". Imagine being told you're getting a promotion, and next thing you know you get fuckin' sedated on the spot, and once you wake you've had your skin grafted to a suit and your head entombed in armor plating, the eyes scooped out to make room for fancy new optics. They've already mutilated your body but now they're cordially asking for your consent to mutilate your mind aswell. Cognitive dissonance will not be tolerated. Update is live, acceptance is mandatory.

#hl #hl2 #hl alyx #half life alyx #rambling #the combine #universal union #combine soldier #combine grunt #combine

[moonlightteaxoxo]

A Friendly competition 🦇

𝓛𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓪 𝓥𝓪𝓷𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓮 𝔁 𝓯!𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

PLOT: Between a battle of bands a certain fae had his eye on you.

Content: romance,band battles,mentions of magic usage(teleportation),friends to lovers trope,kissing

Currently playing: Entombed -Deftones

Note: im open to taking requests 💕

Really this should have been easy for you. After all you had done this many times before and you knew you were good at it.. But so you thought before your classmate had appeared as your opponent.

You and Lilia were good friends but youd never told him you were in a band because you though it didn't matter. Well, it did and here you were just standing dumbfounded on the stage. In a few seconds you were gonna perform but this time it felt different and it made you sort of anxious..

You picked the strings and shredded in all the right ways while still adding your own touch of detail into it which didn't go unnoticed by the fae who was watching you. No one wouldve expected him to have a crush on you but here he was, probably making a fool of himself by staring at you. After both of the bands performances you went into the bar to take a break before the final results. You sat on a chair and ordered a diet coke just to satisfy your thirst for a little.

"You did pretty good out there. Whyd you never tell me you were in a band?" your friend asked while a smirk played on his lips.

"I didn't think i needed to." you replied right away recognising him just by his voice.

"Awww why wouldn't i wanna know? Do you want to seem all cool and mysterious?" he teased and sat next to you.

"Well maybe, you will never know" you chuckled and took a sip of your drink.

"Is that so?.. Well after the results are given and all can you meet me on the main street near the dormitories?"

"Sure thing. Why though?" you asked curiously

"Well i gotta tell you something important.. See ya there!" he winked and disappeared using teleportation.

...

You got there and were a bit confused but behind you the fae was already hanging upside down

"Boo."

You nearly shrieked and he chuckled at that

"Seems like i scared you hm?~"

"Just what did you call me here for?"

"Well...." he trailed off and got closer to your face

You tilted your head but nothing except a quick peck placed upon your lips.

"Also you lost at the battle. See ya around!"

And with that he disappeared, leaving you dumbfounded and a flustered mess

#twisted wonderland #x reader #disney twst #fanfic #fluff #headcanons #romance #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland lilia #lilia vanrouge #lilia #twst lilia #rock band #guitar #this is kinda cute ngl #Meow :3 #pls request

[heidismagblog]

#RIP #rip magazine #entombed #nicke andersson #alex hellid #ulf cederlund #lars-goran petrov #ad #helmet #sorry about the terrible crop #I hate when magazines have blocks like that

[wazzappp]

So, I recently acquired a copy of Blue Diamond, which collects issues 7-16 of the New52 Blue Beetle 2011(?) run, and there is some nice lore.

Scarab hosts have lengthened life-spans, especially considering Sky Witness was a full grown (middle? aged) adult at time of bonding with Khaji Da.

Also, not shown but still of interest, Khaji Da + Sky Witness are the inspiration for “the cruel god, Quetzalcoatl”, due to Sky Witness, a Mayan Priest having near-single-handedly chased the people who would become the Aztec Empire out of Mayan lands using the Scarab’s power. (Also, the armor looked very very different on Sky Witness than it does for any other Scarab Warrior?)

Long term bonding results in scarab technology staying, even after the scarab leaves, although this may be affected by how hastily Khaji Da left him. (Sky Witness [SW] got obsessed and possessive over Khaji Da, [guy calls it his love and was pissed about Jaime, like *yikes*], realized that the armor couldn’t extend his life anymore, so he went into a pyramid, and blew it up so as to entomb himself and the scarab inside of it and prevent the scarab from taking another host. Khaji Da immediately detached in a semi-successful attempt to flee.)

Scarabs change their host’s dna, adding some of their own.

In that case, I’ll change my statement about the scarab mimicking genetic markers on native cells to avoid an immune response, and instead state that the scarab inserts its own dna into the native strand of dna that codes for those markers, as well as tampering with the immune system during the adjustment period, so as to avoid the body responding to its own modified cells, as well as Khaji Da.

Might send you another ask bc I might have more to say but don’t want to risk this getting deleted while I look for the panels I’m thinking of.

ooOOOoooooo Good to know!! I didn't like what New 52 did with Jaimes character but I will say the genetic fuckery / body horror is very very nice. Jaime watching his own fingertips burn off. Forever engrained in my memory I LOVE IT.

FUCK YEAAAAA KHAJI DA HAS GENETICS FOR THE WIN. eeeehehehehehehehe were mimicking viruses again here you love to see it you LOVE to see it. Assimilating the central nervous system (leaving the brain for last) first and then going for the immune system sounds like some good pathogenesis. Rabies style (in the club. freaking it rabies style) moving through the axons to try and avoid an immune response would make sense. LEAVING THE HOST GENETICALLY ALTERED FOREVER EVEN AFTER SEPARATING HOW VERY VIRUS OF YOU KHAJI <- compliment.

Jaime living longer than everyone he knows / straight up not aging angst my BELOVED. God I love messing with him so much. Pulling a jellyfish on Jaime might be Khajis biggest accomplishment and also their biggest mistake. This boy without his family. I think Bad Things would happen really quick.

Please do!! Always makes me happy to see the source material taking the body horror just a little farther <33

#khaji da #jaime reyes #blue beetle #asks #gotta get back on my blue beetle bullshit I promise you I still think about them every day #my brain is just so overrun with pacific rim au stuff rn artwise #I promise my blue beetle enjoyment is very much not over. just hibernating.

[localcuttlefish]

asks you about the lightning never strikes twice au

You and @thecatchat have opened Pandora’s Box, I will take this as my signal to never shut up

Strap in folks this is gonna be a Long Post, but I added visuals so bear with me on this

This AU relies heavily on a few assumptions about character personalities, and a few assumptions about how the entities work. 

Here’s my basis of knowledge upon which this entire AU is built:

We know Tim is mentally and emotionally checked out for the majority of Season 3. He’s antisocial, cold, and resentful towards anything regarding the institute and/or it’s employees. He doesn’t give them the opportunity to get close to him anymore, and therefore, he isn’t really fully informed as to what the archival team is looking into all the time (as evidenced by MAG 104: Sneak Preview).

This means he wouldn’t know much (or care much) about Jon going out of his way to seek out Jude Perry, and subsequently seek out Mike Crew. 

The events of MAG 091: The Coming Storm occur as normal. What I want us to focus on is the audio after the statement, of Daisy disposing of Mike’s body and attempting to execute Jon as well. We know that the location Mike is buried in has to be accessible by car, specifically by standard undercover police vehicles, because the audio recording is implicitly either from the trunk of the car or in a closed bag in the car. I tend to make the assumption that the burial location is in a clearing through a patch of woodlands off the shoulder of the highway, because Daisy would know that the highway is a very difficult place to thoroughly search for cadavers, and Jon confirms that he was dragged through a forest to be executed in MAG 132: Entombed. If I remember correctly, Daisy frequents this place, as confirmed by Basira in MAG 091: The Coming Storm. We will keep the presumed location of Mike’s unmarked grave in mind.

Now here comes some big leaps of logic from me. This is where it starts to get funky.

We know that in order to become an avatar, like, a real one, full blown inhuman, you need to die, or at least come close to death, as explained in MAG 121: Far Away.

Up until this point, Tim has not encountered such an event. He’s been tricked into a binding contract with The Eye after being traumatized by The Stranger, he’s held his own against The Corruption, he’s been trapped in The Spiral, he’s inflicted his loneliness upon himself, and god knows to what degree The Web has been stringing him along as it did to all the archival employees, but none of these experiences killed him, or even came that close to it. 

As much as I love Desolation or Stranger aligned Tim, we always forget that he is first and foremost an employee of The Magnus Institute. He’s got that Eye alignment set up for him from the start. Being that he hasn’t died, he isn’t an avatar, but he can tap into the power of The Eye to some degree, much like how Jon in S3 could, but obviously Tim’s dominion of The Eye would be much narrower, since he isn’t The Archivist. 

I would like to think Tim’s abilities are almost mundane to some extent, since he resents the entities and tries to distance from them as much as possible.

Perhaps he’s just really good at finding hidden things. Like in MAG 039: Infestation, when he conveniently fell into multiple canisters of fire extinguishers in a seemingly coincidental stroke of good luck.

That’s the assumption I like to make.

We also know for a fact that trying to escape The Magnus Institute will cause sickness. It happened to Tim when he tried to get away in MAG 090: Bodybuilder. We will keep this effect in mind for later, trust me, it’s important. 

Jumping back to Mike, we know that avatars of The Hunt are the only beings that can really put down another avatar (I forgot which episode this was explained but I think it was from late S3 or early S4, if I find it I’ll edit this and put the exact episode). Daisy, at the time of MAG 091: The Coming Storm, is not confirmed to be an avatar for certain if I remember correctly. But for sake of covering all our bases, let’s say she is. In MAG 132: Entombed, Daisy clarifies that The Hunt “was in me all my life. Telling me who to chase. How to hurt them.”

Daisy was never hunting Mike, though. She was hunting Jon, and Mike just so happened to get caught in the crossfire. Therefore, I would make the argument that The Hunt did not put Mike down, but it sure looks like it did at face value.

So, when she puts a bullet or two through Mike, I’d like to think that’s not enough to really do the job permanently. But what does incapacitate Mike is being completely separated from The Vast, stuck in The Buried. Almost a fairytale-esque sleep-like-death. 

From that, I would dare to assume Mike isn’t dead, but in a painful, paralyzed, eternal stillness and silence, being crushed on all sides and totally severed from that which he serves. He can’t even scream in the few fleeting moments of lucidity in his entrapped state because Daisy broke his jaw when she first attacked. He’s stuck in a half-coma underground.

The last piece of setup for this show is the fact that Tim values autonomy. We see this as he gets more and more frustrated with Jon hovering over him with accusations and micromanagements throughout S2, and Elias trapping him in his current job via supernatural means as revealed in S2 and S3. Granted, he’s not as outspoken about it as Melanie is in comparison, but he still values autonomy. He even dared Elias to kill him if Elias wanted to take away his freedom of choice so badly. “Kill me or fuck off.” (MAG 104: Sneak Preview)

From this, I’d like to assume that he tries to get away in smaller ways, like driving far away from the city of London just to see the stars. Simple things like that, so the institute doesn’t drag him back on a shorter leash, kicking and screaming. 

So, we have the setup. Where does that lead us?

We have a tired and stressed Tim, driving out on a long empty stretch of highway, feeling more and more unwell the further he gets from the institute, until he sees an undercover police vehicle whipping out of a shoulder on the highway. Once again, he has conveniently found something meant to be hidden. 

And of course, being of The Eye, he investigates. Almost instantaneously he no longer feels unwell. 

To his horror, he unearths Mike, discovering the potter’s field Daisy has been steadily adding to over her years in the police force. 

What really wakes Mike up, though?

Well.

There’s a few more fine details, but this is the general gist of it! Feel free to ask more, I’m gonna continue to put out content for this AU but I would love to know what people want to see from it!

#local cuttlefish is drawing again #the magnus archives #tma season three #tma podcast #tma #mike crew #michael crew #tim stoker #the magnus institute #the eye #the vast #lightning never strikes twice au #rusty quill #tma au #skyak

[daddyhausen]

Could I request Jon Moxley fucking reader’s breasts?

• tit-fucking headcannons — jon moxley •

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{ word count } — 483

{ pairing } — fem!reader x jon moxley

{ genre } — smut

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the locker room door burst open with a fury

one of which made the wood almost rip clean off its hinges as it slammed into the brick wall

you turned your head noticing your husband standing in the doorway

blood seeping from an open wound on his forehead

fresh and congealed crimson stained his skin

his chest heaving with shallow breaths 

skin glistening with sweat

anger evident upon his furrowed brows

the cowboy had bested him this time round

although you could sense jon’s self-loathing due to the loss

he kicked the door closed, locking it in the process 

all the while never averting his gaze from you

“tits out. now”

his demand was rather impatient 

already half naked due to his match, barely ridding himself of the bottom half of his gear

the blood-stained cargo pants sat halfway down his thighs as he sauntered towards your position on the couch 

he pushed out back onto the couch

trapping your between the soft, pillowy fabric and his beaten, exhausted body 

noticing the welts beginning to form around his ribs and stomach 

wanting to extend your hand to trace over them momentarily before refraining 

he did not wait for your chest to even be fully exposed

ripping the zipper clean off your jacket, only revealing the navy blue sports bra underneath 

using his middle and index finger, he pried the elastic away from your skin

slotting his cock between your skin and the material 

his cock nestled in the valley of your breasts 

entombed by supple mounds of flesh 

his grunts and groans entranced you, leaving a pool of wetness between your thighs 

jon’s hands held your shoulders still

fingers tightened their grip around the straps of your sports bra 

until the knuckles turned bone white

you pushed your breasts together with your elbows for added friction 

that and the action made rather accentuated them

making your breasts rounder, more pronounced 

“feel good, daddy?” 

you questioned with an innocent bat of your long eyelashes

“fuck yes, doll…” his reply was short in turn, yet you knew he was genuine 

“open your mouth..wanna cum in it” 

his demand was met with quick obedience on your part

opening your mouth,

tongue sticking out slightly

graciously awaiting his seed

he let a drawn out moan spill from his lips, 

slowing his pace down yet heightening the force of his thrusts as he came

hot spurts of cum stained your cheeks

dripping down your chin and neck until residing into the pillowy cavern between your breasts 

“feeling better?” you inquired , freeing his cock from between your breasts, slowly jerking him off in the process

“yeah…” he gave a small nod in acknowledgement 

“i’d feel even better if i was buried in that cunt of yours”

your eyes glimmered with another burst of arousal, 

the swell of wetness in your panties dampened 

“well, what are you waiting for?”

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[tomswifty-fr]

Pearlcatcher 1.0 was a very different creature.

The most significant differences are the structure of the horns and pearl. On Shimmerhides, the horns (and they all had multiple) grew together into a spiral that branched at the end, and helped both focus and discharge their magic - when under stress, excess magic will 'flare' from the ends of the horns and temporarily drain their magical reserves, preventing them from forming Emperors if killed. Some individuals learned to trigger this flare voluntarily to cast very powerful spells. This is very risky, however, and should only be attempted after years of training and meditation. Damage to the horns can result in ether an inability to flare or uncontrollable, constant flaring. The latter is a serious, but manageable, chronic condition; the former almost always leads to a drastically shortened lifespan since it opens them up to the ol' "exploding from too much magic" that other dragon breeds are vulnerable to.

Modern Pearlcatchers are vulnerable to losing their pearl, but their predecessors were much less so. Instead of turning their memories into an object, Shimmerhides added them to their bodies, which is where their name comes from. Hair will not grow on areas that have had nacre applied to them, leading some to apply their memories in decorative patterns or designs. The older a Shimmerhide gets, and the more memories they collect, the heavier their outer layer gets and the more difficult it becomes to apply. Some pearlescent statues are said to have once been living dragons who, after running out of usable skin, applied their final memories to their eyes, mouth, and horn and entombed themselves. These are almost certainly just legends, although it is possible to accidentally immobilize a joint by carelessly applying nacre to it.

Other differences include their lack of wings and knuckle-walking posture. After the Imperials, Lightweaver deliberately confined her next children to the ground. Since they are unable to fly away from danger or run very fast, their main defense is their pearl armor. Shimmerhide tails are an effective natural weapon (and their only natural weapon) - they are very long and the tips are both flexible and thin. Getting smacked with one can do a lot of damage, and it hurts.

#flight rising #hey undel free light ancient concept for you #they eat meat insects and plants

[ap-kinda-lit]

Behold my Yugioh OC!

Amunet

artwork done by the ever so talented @la-caja-de-pandoras-art 💖 (thank you very much!!)

Daughter of the moon, disciple of Khonsu, radiant maiden of darkness, and the Pharaoh’s love

In Ancient Egypt, Amunet was a priestess to the moon god Khonsu and served at one of his many temples. Originally, she was born and raised as a devotee to the Greek goddess Artemis and grew up in one of the goddess’ cults. Amunet’s childhood consisted of training, frolicking and sports, and dancing in Artemis’ name. But this childhood came to a dramatic end when Amunet’s cult was destroyed during a military campaign and she was left on her own. She was soon found by the high priest of Khonsu, who right away recognized immense spiritual power in her, and thusly took her in. From then on, Amunet grew into a living saint. She devoted her life to serving the moon and all it stood for. She herself was essentially a human incarnation of the moon: radiant, mysterious, pure, and powerful. She was a master archer, a healer to the body and soul, an oracle, a medium between this world and the next, and an exorcist of malevolent forces. It was rumored she was a child of Khonsu himself or a deity in disguise.

In actuality, Amunet balked at these rumors. She was far from what people thought her to be. Beneath her serene and flawless exterior and the isolated life she lived, Amunet was a free-spirited, happy-go-lucky young girl with strong emotions and opinions yet also an open heart and mind and an overall love for the world around her. She saw beauty and wonder in anything and was able to find a bright side in even the grimmest situations. She could be strong-willed and have a fiery temper, which came out most of all when someone was being hurt or injustice was done. Being energetic, she loved athletic activities like swimming and archery and, like most priestesses, she dabbled in singing and dancing. Amunet also loved games, her favorites being the ancient board game senet as well as riddles and puzzles, and she was very proficient in them thanks to her wit.

Amunet was selfless to the point she put others above her, even at her ownn expense. She could be very shy and, in spite of her reputation, she had low self-esteem. She also could feel lonely and isolated. Nevertheless, Amunet was content as a servant to the gods and helping others. She had no thoughts of falling in love nor did she expect to, which was why she took the vow of chastity, swearing off marriage and relationships in the name of the gods. At the end of the day, few realized that Amunet’s true power lied within her large, pure heart.

Then came the day she met the young pharaoh Atem. The two met when Amunet treated him after a grueling duel. Right away they clicked. Atem was fascinated by the young priestess and Amunet developed an attraction to him. It began with stolen glances and coming up with any excuse to be around the other. Atem became a patron to the temple of Khonsu (the very one Amunet just so happen to serve at) and the two frequently shared walks and game sessions (which were long and exciting due to the two being quite the match) and Amunet helped him hone his archery skills. It wasn’t long before a secret correspondence of coded letters and hidden rendezvous were added. A passionate love affair struck up.

Unfortunately, it all came to a tragic end: the true nature of Atem and Amunet’s relationship was either known or at least suspected by those closest to them, including Aknadin. He was horrified by the relationship and saw Amunet as a threat. She had to go.

Amunet died in her pharaoh’s arms. Needless to say, Atem was devastated. Amunet was mummified and entombed beneath a statue of Khonsu near the temple she served. Not long after, a small oasis formed there and grew beautiful lotuses. Strangely, the lotuses there would stay bloomed in the moonlight, rather than retreating like their kind normally do.

#oc #original character #atem x oc #oc x canon #yugioh #yugioh duel monsters #pharaoh atem #atem #yami yugi #yami yugi x oc #ancient egypt #long post