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gust-jar-simulator · 6 months

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I want to think out loud, so let's talk about my concept for Dark Link in BOTW. Specifically the playthrough I'm doing.

The thing is, I have two things I REALLY want to do in BOTW. I want to beat the game primarily with spears, because they're my favorite, so I've decided to RP the idea that after getting resurrected Link flees from man and god and becomes someone new. New name, new look. Best way to do that? Move into the Gerudo Desert. People are asking for a swordsman, not a molduga hunting spear-wielding vai.

Unfortunately the call of destiny takes no shit and no prisoners, and even if he tries to fully integrate into Gerudo culture, he is unfortunately the only person capable of stopping the horrible zappy camel mecha. So defeating that is what will unlock the main quest for me- right now I'm region locking myself to the Gerudo desert and highlands until I defeat Vah Naboris. Also, only vai clothes. For trans reasons.

After that though, there's only one full set of armor I'm at all interested in- Dark Link's set. Weirdly enough, you can only unlock it after defeating all four divine beasts, so I've got my work cut out for me. Once I get it though, I want to permanently switch over to that for fun.

My concept for this Link, and the story I'm telling about him (tagged Rewilding) involves a lot of identity fuckery on multiple levels. The function of a Dark Link, in my mind, is to make Link confront the version of himself that he's afraid of. Sometimes the thing the gods are afraid of him becoming, to better keep him in line- but sometimes it's fundamentally just him. His own personal monster. Himself.

These are two very different things.

What would the gods be afraid of him becoming? Someone who won't defeat Ganon, probably. Someone who joins him or loves him or embraces the malice because he's so fucking done with the cosmic game. Someone who refuses to play, even though refusal is never really an option. The oathbreaker paladin who rejects his princess- and wouldn't it be justified, after the way she rejected him? Ganon has material to work with, there, with Link's memories already corrupted and Sheikah tech flowing through his veins. There's no reason the blood moon couldn't whisper to him the way it does guardians and lynels and every other foul thing in Hyrule. Doesn't he deserve a break?

You get Dark Link's set right around the time you hit a plateau and have to make a choice in the questline. After defeating the Divine Beasts, you can go to the castle. Or, you can faff off into the wilderness, complete every sidequest and pick every flower. Sure your princess is waiting, but why not suck the marrow out of life and leave her on read a bit longer, y'know?

It's an open world game. These things are for frolicking in, not beating. <- (Dark Link whispering in your ear telling you to find every Korok because you might get cool loot)

That said, what would Link be afraid of becoming? I think I have my answer, and while an argument could be made that he's afraid of letting Zelda down again, failing her the way he failed a hundred years ago- if it was me, and of course in my games Link is always to some degree me, I'd be afraid of who I was and am not anymore. I'd say Link is afraid of Zelda's Appointed Knight, Champion of Hyrule, bodyguard and pissboy and unthinking unfeeling sword. I'd say he's afraid of the Hero Chosen by Hylia, and most especially the sword that defined him, deciding his fate before he was old enough to understand.

He's afraid of becoming the Hero, and even once he makes his peace with that, he's still afraid of who he was, this nebulous creature everyone relevant expects him to be. The whole game orbits around his amnesia and memory loss. While that's scary, it's scarier to realize that he's not free to remake himself in post-apocalyptic Hyrule. He should be. It's been a hundred years. It should be okay if he can't remember, nobody else does- as long as he saves the day, it shouldn't matter who he is or how he does it.

But there are people who remember him, people with expectations that aren't just save us but also be the boy we remember, and he can't do that. Not fully. You can't cross the same river twice, and he was dead. The knight never freeclimbed a Zonai ruin in the rain to test his anti-lightning earrings. The knight never considered the freedom of gender fuckery. The knight never bounced Rito chicks on his knee or indulged in cool sunset pictures. He wouldn't know how, and if he did he might not understand why.

Link came back from the dead and fell in love with the wind in the grass. The knight never had that. He is incapable of being that again, but there's songs and legends and people who see the stoic soldier when they look at a young man dressed in his underwear and a korok leaf. There's an expectation.

He's terrified because if he becomes that soldier, he'll be killing who he is now, and he doesn't want to die. In that small, unnoticeable, inconsequential way that is important to only him. He can have things that are important, now. He can be happy. Does he have to choose, between being happy and being Who Was Promised? Can't he save Hyrule and be himself? With every memory, something else is rooting behind his eyes like parasitic ivy, and as much as he wants a purpose he wants it to be his own. He'd be much happier saving Zelda without remembering her at all, but that's... cruel. And, unfortunately, he kind of does want to know. So he does, hunts down the familiar-foreign feeling of mute devotion and tries to figure out if he feels longing or horror as the memories fit under his skin like a foreign thing settling into a too-small coat.

I think if we had to fight Dark Link in BOTW, he should manifest as the Champion of Hyrule, Zelda's devoted and utterly wraith-silent knight, with environmental storytelling to indicate the guilt of the failure at Fort Hateno as well as the horror of being a soldier.

This is Breath of the Wild. Every wolf and korok in the country has seen Link's ass as he paraglides and drops into freefall to shoot bomb arrows. You've never seen a less civilized gender anarchist. He's probably got sticks in his hair, and squees at cute clothes.

The knight is clean and groomed and primped like a showdog. He doesn't speak. He doesn't emote. He kills, and kills well, and when he's not killing he follows like a shadow. He is the mortal extension of the Master Sword, and needs be nothing else. He's a thing. An ideal. A prophecy in motion, and has been since the tender age of 4. That's when kids start learning how to read, and he was learning how to kill.

Nothing, not even Ganon, horrifies Link more than someone looking him in the eye and expecting that he be the king's lifeless attack dog again. Assuming, even, that he's eager to remember and become that again. Not many people get born twice, and he much prefers a childhood of baked apples and freeclimbing to indoctrination and conformity.

Link came back wrong and he likes it that way. So, if I may be humorous about it, this version of Dark Link would be Link's personal blend of toxic masculinity made flesh. Talk about exposure therapy...

Anyway, I put a lot of thought into this and I think it would be very fun to give Zelda everything she wants- a Link who remembers her, her devoted knight who's everything he never wanted to be again.

#botw #botw link #dark link

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alanoliva2020 · 1 year

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Return For The 40th

My favorite time is here and once again to contribute to my favorite movie of the franchise: Return of the Jedi among it's 40 anniversary!

And what better way of doing so then with another Sponge Wars poster!

Of course I've come a long way to make this to even try improving the skill (In fact it's not the first time I made a picture of it) And just like before Less Star Wars and more SpongeBob!

Comes with an included list:

The Title was (Of course) originally called "Return of the Sponge", But ever since the concept change, so dose the title, (That and it was too 'On the Nose' if it were a parody)

It went through several changes like "Requite of the Sponge", "Comeback of the Sponge" or "The Sponge Returns" To me None of them work. It wasn't until by accident I looked for definition of Sponge and consider as a cleaning tool "Rinse" seem like a funny idea that it actually works

The story for this After SparkBob defeat in the second story, He goes out to battle in His Way, with only his friends trust, and beliefs is the real source of defeating the empire

What also given is a twist where everything in the end is not what it suppose to be.

Another twist to the story of by the major concept to be like almost a remake crossover in a sense. Yes it's mainly "Star Wars made like a SpongeBob cartoon" But what I give additional concept from other movies like the Force Awakens and Rise of Skywalker

What even also give the idea of making SparkBob special is to fight in peaceful and (yet Goofy) way (Think like Anakin if he were to go rouge but in a good way) it's even hinted with the Lightsaber now turn to a spatula (Inspired by the episode: All that Glitters)

Dark Scuba get another upgraded armor as he's now crowned in command by the evil Emperor Planktine (and yes it really Plankton)

Pat and Sandia Still don't have a romance but instead is to trust one another ideas even if they are good or bad.

The Battle of Endor is taken place in the Kelp Forest and all the Ewoks are cloaked Sea Bears, now called "Seawoks"

Ms Puff also takes more the 3 roles, mainly as Boba Fett, but also Mon Mothma (in the style of Finn from the Force Awakens) and a bit of Nien Nunb as the weapon expert to fight the empire.

The "Full" role of Nien Numb is actually given to Pearl, who was originally was suppose to be Mon, But her teenage personality seem more suited as the copilot in the Millennium Patty

Unlike the 2nd Death Star which is the same weapon but unfinished, This weapon is now the "Dented Bucket" which is like the Chum Bucket with a laser coming out of the glove (Along with a rusted exterior to give it the similarity)

For Jabba the Hutt territory was given to more of a comical turnover

Bubble bass is Playing the role, but also Lazy as to not even change his name. All the other member are played out as "Comic Book geeks at a major hangout" house party Including familiar faces like Flats the Flounder, and Johnny Shark. The palace itself is taken place in his basement of his Mother's house, and The Rancor is Literally his Mother!

#star wars #spongebob #sponge wars #my artwork #spongebob fanart #maythe4thbewithyou #return of the jedi #nickelodeon

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tybaltsjuliet · 1 year

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Recast your choice of King Arthur media?

i couldn't decide which one i wanted to do more, so you get two!

quest for camelot, again, ideally in a cool live-action remake format which i get to be in charge of writing the script for, because my nostalgia wants this story to be so good so bad:

kayley: jessie mei li. she can keep their piercings if she wants because that would look dope as all hell. AND WE'LL GET THEM IN SOME PROPER ARMOR.

garrett: kristen stewart. can you not just hear her delivering all his delightfully mean and weary lines. can you not just see the pain on her face when kayley leaves for camelot. fuck. i'm emotional now.

ruber: JASON ISAACS. he was MADE for this role. maybe we can even write him a better villain song, as a treat. i think jason isaacs has earned a villain song at this point in his career.

...and camelot, cast with the stage in mind, but will also GLADLY accept this as a film adaptation, too (so i can access it, whenever i want):

arthur: RHYS IFANS. PLEASE. GOD'S PERFECT CAMELOT ARTHUR FOR THIS CENTURY. i need this. i need this for my health. i need this to live.

guenevere: sierra boggess. i'm gonna be real honest here. camelot guenevere annoys me. considerably. but i will do it. i will do it for sierra.

...no. actually. no. if i wanted to really embarrass myself, and properly convey the agony it would give me to be attracted to a camelot guenevere, there's only one option. the nightmare i live with every day. she even sings.

taylor swift.

yeah. that's got me in the right mindset of adoration and despair.

lancelot: josh young. what can i say. tennyson's description of lancelot's coal-black curls in "the lady of shalott" was very formative on me. plus he's got a TERRIFIC lock on despair, c.f. his judas.

mordred: mike faist. might as well do that to myself, if i'm making rhys ifans arthur and josh young lancelot. just like that story about maria theresa getting her teeth pulled while giving birth.

nimue: katrina lenk. i would also be hypnotized by her voice and happily follow her to an enchanted cave. she caught me slipping.

i generally defer to @venusofsuburbia for hot old men who know magic but i'd be extremely into seeing robert carlyle as merlin. it's the once upon a time brainrot. i will also take this opportunity to shoehorn in sarah brightman as morgan le fay, if we're including her in this production.

#i have sangria in me now so this might be a little less coherent and more excitable than previous #i went through seven stages of grief over that guenevere relevation.#;answer games.

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thisbelongsto-nohbodys · 2 years

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Dr Sasha Waybright Child Psychologist headcanons

Figured this would be next after Anne. Here’s a few quick things I can think of:

A few of her patients’ parents were classmates she went to school with, because of that she knew exactly what the problem was with a few of them.

When a kid is shy or doesn’t want to talk, she’ll break the tension by telling of her adventures with Grimes, Percy and Braddock. The kids are enraptured and think she’s the coolest person ever.

She had her swords remade by a professional blacksmith that attends renaissance fairs, she also took them up on the offer to upgrade her old armor. Now she shows off her old skills every year and has a ton of fans. Anne and Marcy never knew about this until after they got married to her.

Unable to find someone to remake her beetle guitar except for the stickers she commissioned Marcy to make, Sasha went with the closest she could find and plays music for the kids and solo songs at open mic nights (mostly love songs about her current partner or longing songs for Anne and Marcy).

Mrs. Boonchuy helped make a hand puppet of Grimes for Sasha to use with the kids. A grumpy toad named Grimothy always makes them laugh and open up.

While she’s neutral with her parents and talks with them every once in a while, she became closer to Mr and Mrs Boonchuy as the years went on. As her and Anne’s friendship drifted, she requested that they don’t tell Anne about when she (Sasha) sees them when she goes to their restaurant. Mostly because she knows how hard Anne is working and doesn’t want to distract her or make her feel like she has to stay friends with her. The Boonchuys assure her that Anne misses her and Marcy a lot.

Partners have tried to have Sasha cover up or fix her scar(s) but she refuses and ends up dumping them shortly afterwards. She views them as physical reminders of who she was and who she never wants to be….plus they make her look cool.

She prefers sleeveless shirts but when she’s at work she follows the dress policy and wears long sleeve shirts to cover up all the tattoos she has along her arm. The Eye of Grimes, the Wartwood Rebellion, Toad Tower, her Calamity Gem and various other tattoos both about Amphibia and Earth. She also likes sleeveless shirts cause they allow her to show off her biceps.

Her back still hurts from Darcy’s scythe. Weightlifting gets painful after so much weight but it’s another threshold to overcome for her. The spinal scar tho’ gets a number of stares when she’s wearing a swimsuit at the beach or pool, she doesn’t mind the stares cause it’s a cool scar and story but only Anne and Marcy are allowed to touch it directly.

She still trains with swords and joined the fencing team in college. When Anne and her started sparing again after moving in together they try and keep tally on who wins more…but it usually ends up with them making out due to the romantic tension (Marcy keeps count and so far it’s 37-41 in favor of Sasha).

She tried to have a pink stipe in her hair in high school but her girlfriend at the time thought it looked stupid. Anne however saw this and did a blue stripe to cheer her up (and Marcy a green), the gf broke up with her shortly after but Sasha let the stripe go away naturally.

She and Marcy kept in contact more often as she’d commission her with things the kids she’s helping want. Marcy gives her a discount for this but Sasha tips the rest anyways.

Sasha is banned from the kitchen. No one knows how but things always go wrong when she tries to cook. However she’s been getting lessons from Mr and Mrs Boonchuy and she’s getting better but it’s a good thing they have insurance. She surprises her wives one anniversary with a homemade meal (and the kitchen only partly caught on fire instead of mostly).

Sasha wakes up in cold sweat often due to war memories. She has breathing techniques to help but after rekindling with Anne and Marcy she’s had less nightmares but when she does which ever one that wakes up as well will cuddle with her to calm her down.

She failed her driving test 3 times due to road rage.

Because of her time as Commander of the Wartwood Rebellion, she got really into strategy games. She and Marcy have days long games and she can’t play any games with her patients because she gets too competitive….and crying kids is the opposite of her job.

That’s a few I thought of during lunch break but didn’t have the time to type till now. I’m sure I’ll have more when I make more comics.

#Amphibia #sasha waybright #sashannarcy #amphibia headcanon #ask #weirdkev27

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blackroseraven · 2 years

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Uh oh so I finished the FF7 Remake.

The TLDR? I am displeased.

So let’s start where I roughly left off. Where they decided “we need more fight filler” and turned the climb up the plate into a fight up the plate. They also moved the Heli Gunner fight here and renamed it for some weird reason.

I mean, I guess if they’re going to have a fight up the plate thing moving the Heli Gunner to here makes sense. Annoying fight. Once again the cutscene phase-changes prove to be a burden rather than a blessing.

So we immediately screw up stealthing into the Shinra building and have to kill everyone in the parking garage. This makes zero sense as it would be a high-traffic area so even with someone turning off alarms and stuff for us inside the building it would still. Not work. And the fights get repetitive quick.

Also Soldier 3rd Class are annoying. And yet Crazy Motorcycle was a Soldier 3rd Class and he was super tough, while these guys are just “randomly counterattack with vacuum wave” and “spam magic.”

Get to the lobby. What do we find? An unnecessary interaction sequence. Also we know for a fact that Cloud and Tifa can definitely jump high enough to get on top of the open-ceilinged reception area. But anime rules, where the hero got no ups unless they’re in battle.

Tifa falling on her ass into the rear lobby is stupid. She’s a combat master athletic genius. I hate how they did some very basic outfit changes to appease whiny people about the “depiction of her character” and then she’s constantly in need of being saved or failing at life, which makes her appear far weaker than a lady in a skirt. It’s the same problem the RE3 Remake had, where they put pants on Jill and then made her cry and scream a lot.

Anyway. I of course choose The Stairs. Which they ruined the comedy of because part of the joke was Cloud getting to the top of the stairs and being fine and the others being exhausted. Also you can find secrets in the staircase in the original, but hey, we can’t have that.

I loathe the redesign of the Shinra building. It’s so lame and wastes so much time, and they clearly took things they wanted from the original game - the Cosmo Canyonesque theater, for example - and then just shoved them in here.

And the goddamn Sephiroth visions just giving everything away.

Also I disliked the Mayor. And how he was Briefly Important and central to the plot and then just completely forgotten about. He was much better as an honest asshole who wanted power but fell victim to it. I hate how much Avalanche has been expanded; it helps shift blame away from Barret but also creates a lot of questions about just what this rebel military-armed group was doing while Barret was accomplishing things in his messy way, even if him doing so was part of Shinra’s plot.

Also the fact that Avalanche exists only when convenient for the game’s plot and otherwise it focuses on the Avalanche that is you three.

Well, at least Hojo is still a lunatic asshole.

I did not like the Experiment boss fight. It literally just became a mock Resident Evil boss with too many phases.

Well, we save Aerith. Which is followed by Armored Shock Troopers appearing, because they have to work them in, but they have lightsabers. They still explode - which does an idiotic amount of damage, and the character AI is too stupid to back off and thus DIES - and the skater bois that come out of them are obnoxious.

What the hell is up with Red XIII. With this whole sequence. Why is he in uncontrollable beast mode after clearly being calm and quiet. This wasn’t necessary.

More plot revelation. And Jenova. Including a full-on Cloud Meltdown.

Now we cut abruptly to the Turks and get their perspective for a bit and a touch of conscience. It’s ridiculous, though. Rude is again saying they did the wrong thing but he’s the one who hit the button when he had a great excuse not to. They did such a bad job with this part. Tseng also spouts some fake wisdom, because clearly Heidigger or the President wouldn’t have any guilt about dropping a plate. President Shinra wants to just abandon the whole city, after all!

This part just sticks in my craw because there was so much they could have done to help excuse what the Turks were forced to do, there were so many little outs to give them more conscience and character, and they keep fumbling the ball and making them “just following orders” guys instead, which takes away any redemption or humanity.

.............Whispers.

............................Aribiters of “FATE.”

What the GOD DAMN SHIT IS THIS.

Noooo no no no no noooo. This is something I hate because it’s second only to Time Travel in “Ways To Hide the Deus Ex Machina of Author Influence,” and it’s almost always done badly.

Guess what guys it’s done reaaaaal bad here.

First off the Whispers change destiny purely through their existence and interference. It’s ugly and unsubtle. Second there’s no explanation why “The Planet” wills this; it’s just a lot of “look we gotta do it this way guyz” to hide the fact that “The Planet” is “Sort Of the Original Plot of FF7.”

And yet there’s also been so many changes to that plot that the Whispers haven’t cared about! It also just erases the idea that your choices ever mattered throughout this whole game.

Avalanche HQ is coming to rescue us apparently. Have I mentioned there was no giant Avalanche organization before?

Aaaaaand of course they had to cram this infamous scene in of Sephiroth before Jenova. Because of course he’s here. In the flesh. We’re just going to meet him right now.

Cloud falls into. A mess. He’s also fine after his fall because anime.

Did I mention this game is a victim of filler over content?

What in the hell you can’t even use Red XIII he’s just a bot? COME ON. Like you were supposed to have him during the Experiment boss fight and I was like “oh they changed that oh well” but to not have him playable or even commandable at all? It feels so lazy and it feels like this ended up being a lot of messy rushwork.

My lord this whole section ends up feeling like a bad Resident Evil fanfic mashed into Final Fantasy world. We’re just murdering BOWs. Some of whom have extremely annoying attacks that they spam and made me really mad.

And then the Brain Pod. A completely unnecessary boss battle that went from “strategize” to “mash the attack button angrily while my PS4 gets angry at the crazy amount of slowdown from all of the Pods staggering at once.”

Anyway this was gross.

And it all just leads to Hojo letting us go once he has enough “data.” I hate this.

We find President Shinra dangling off the edge of the building. Why? No one knows. The girls cry that Barret is being too mean to the evil corporate capitalist. Barret somehow ends up alone with Shinra who turns from crying man to Bond villain, complete with Golden Gun, monologuing away until he gets backstabbed by Sephiroth. Who then stabs Barret. Who ends up being fine because Whispers.

Literally saying “hey don’t worry it’s fine if you die we’ll just fix it” making it feel as if everything is pointless.

Oh good, Jenova.

The fight wasn’t terrible. I am going to complain that Jenova Dreamweaver is not in the naming convention of the Jenova. It’s Birth, Life, Death; they couldn’t go with Embryo or something like that?

But again, the fight was. Longer than it needed to be but not awful.

And then Sephiroth. Who. Just. Fucking flies away. TWICE. Pointlessly. Carrying the dead body. And yet another unsubtle reveal.

Of course they made Rufus even prettier - also how did Reno and Rude get to that helicopter? - and of course he has a Coat of Many Belts.

And of course he’s an Anime Prettyboi now too. Sure, President Shinra was a Bond Villain but Rufus and his Doggo fight and Assess literally just gives you riddles instead of fucking telling you what to do I wasted an action for goddamn NOTHING.

I hated this fight. I hated that they made him apparently stronger than a soldier when he’s only been depicted as a dude with a shotgun, not a Trigun character. Like that was the point of Rufus; he’s ballsy and brash but he’s ultimately a corporate head. Now he’s Anime Bad Guy No. 1.

Anyway, Triple Slash him when he’s Leashed, then wait for him to reload and Braver him when possible to Stagger in the next phase.

Even though Braver has a garbage charge-up time and terrible accuracy and half the time he reloads too fast so he just counters you and then does random anime moves until he sporadically decides he’s out of ammo and reloads his gun(s).

The Arsenal fight that follows is very poorly designed. The Barrier phase doesn’t add much to the fight, and then it constantly forces you to target the wheels when you want to hit the Main Cannon. They also emphasize Red XIII as just a bot by the way he only Staggers barrier drones when you do a certain action, which is obnoxious, and then he might as well not exist otherwise.

This was a lot of just. Tanking and picking away. Also the fact that the Arsenal loves to corner itself and then use Homing Laser, meaning you can generally only hit the Laser Gun with Thunder-type spells to stop it. And sometimes even that doesn’t work.

“oh no what do we do it’s a Chargin’ its Lazers” oh it’s dead before you finished your gasp because of course we just FUCKING SHOOT IT.

Motorcycle Time. I guess the Whispers would have save Heidigger because “important” but who knows better luck next time, Cloud.

You know what really annoyed me here, though?

They did Crazy Motorcycle Man before, and this is the perfect time for him to show up, especially since he promised a rematch.

And he never shows up.

All that potential. All that buildup. For nothing.

Anyway I died like four times on the Motorball boss fight because of control issues and a lot of frustrated mashing. Like actually Yes, this is something that was improved on: Motorball as a motorcycle boss makes sense.

Then. Sephiroth.

Who clearly just defies fate or whatever and opens a magic portal to. No Fate World or something.

frick.

Like a) this is dumb and b) this is clearly what Sephiroth wants and if they stopped to think for a moment they’d realize maybe his destiny is to be defeated which is why he’s doing this. Except c) Sephiroth clearly disobeys the Whispers whenever he pleases and they can’t do dick-all about it which MAKES NO SENSE.

and Zack. And the Crisis Core ending, no less. Just with Whispers now in the background because WHY NOT.

I hate this. I hate all of this.

Aerith wants to stop Sephiroth. Yes I would also like to stop the man I have visions of killing me and the planet. They like largely stopped writing her character at the end of the game, did you notice that? She becomes very flat apart from a few really stand-out moments and it bothers me a lot. I get that they’re trying to show “inner Aerith” and create pathos but all the lines she’s given are so flat. So stereotypical. It’s not like the good moments where she’s like “I don’t care, he sucks.” in response to Cloud warning her about fighting Sephiroth.

And.

JUST A MINUTE YOU GUYS I NEED TO GO BACK TO THE VENDING MACHINE AND BUY SOME STUFF BEFORE WE BREAK THE BONDS OF DESTINY ITSELF.

oh my lordt this was so crudely done and absolutely just shatters the atmosphere. There were better ways to do this and time the Point of No Return than this. It’s like if you reached the Heart of the Planet in the original and then were like “oh wait I gotta go to the store” and you went five feet backwards to a random shop run by a moogle or something.

First we fight the Whispers. And they’re just Spammy Assholes.

The first phase of the fight was probably the hardest part because the mirrored Whispers were just. Jackasses, and Assess was useless as always.

It’s so messy. They crammed so much “action” together and the phases are badly thought out and long and aggravating. What the shit is “Whisper Bahamut” and why does he have unblockable high-damage energy balls he can just spam at you? Why does he randomly get to Mega Flare with like five seconds of warning?

I didn’t even know when to summon because I thought “oh there’s gotta be something even worse we gotta fight the Big Guy, right?”

No we just break Bahamut up and then the rest of the phases are remarkably easy. Like they dumbed down the AI and even when they rage you can shred them pretty quickly.

Just a Bell Curve of Terrible.

And of course. We immediately follow up with a Sephiroth battle. SE PHI ROTH

I hate this. I hate all of this.

Punisher Mode to pressure and stagger Sephiroth. And that’s all I’ve really got for you until we get to the Stupid Phase where for some reason he starts using basic bitch elemental magic and charging himself with those element for Really Obvious weaknesses. This is like Magic Opposites 101 and you can’t do this for a final boss battle. The only time I’ve ever seen this really work as a final fight is in Lords of Shadow when you fight Satan.

Also. Scanning Sephiroth? UNKNOWN UNKNOWN.

You know what that reads to me like? They couldn’t be assed to put in any information.

Anyway, I get Sephiroth to his last phase - why is he using Supernova he DOES NOT HAVE THE BLACK MATERIA - and nuke him with Tifa and Cloud’s Level 2 Limits.

“Mwah I’m still here Cloud : ) you can’t beat me yet”

7 seconds. Is that supposed to be a reference?

Because guess what it makes me think of?

“SEVEN MINUTES. SEVEN MINUTES IS ALL I CAN SPARE...”

thanks guys great ending.

Also Zack is alive? Somehow we changed the past by changing the future?

I hate this different timeline bullshit. I really, really do. The only good thing about the final fight in this game is that I was able to get the Buster Sword stronk enough to use it instead of any of the other stupid weapons.

I am Not Happy.

The worst part, though, was definitely how in the endgame phase I was having issues not because of strategy or even being underleveled, but because enemies just... spam attacks at you. There’s a lot of poor design choices too, like how Sephiroth purposefully chases and targets whatever character you’re currently controlling: it makes it extremely frustrating to get AI characters to disengage so you can heal and such.

Also like. Sephiroth is literally just using his moveset from Dissidia for the most part. Again it gives that feeling of jankiness at times, and like things were rushed in development and production. Like there’s ways to pay homage to the style and keep the way he moves without seeming to copy directly; a lot of the time he doesn’t feel smooth but rather sudden and sharp, and there’s a big difference.

So yeah.

The ending is stupid. We broke destiny for the whole world?

This isn’t FF7 at the end of it all. It’s not even really a remake. It feels more like FF7 III, or FF7B. Not a retelling or reimagining, but deja vu, something happening all over again because I dunno, someone made a wish on a monkey’s paw for a chance to save the world.

Especially because of the scenes where they have “memories” and visions of things that were really supposed to be huge surprises in the future. Does everyone know Aerith dies in FF7? Sure. Is it necessary to bring it up over and over again in the remake? Absolutely not.

So yeah.

Finished the game. I might do one or two levels on Hard Mode just to see what these “manuscripts” are. I hate how it eliminates the importance of any choice or variance along the way with the destiny bullshit that then gets deus ex’d away anyway by Sephiroth. I hate the constantly feeling of authorial intent and interference, the plot holes and railroading.

The game itself? It’s not terrible! It’s got a lot of good things going for it. It feels rushed at times and like there was a lot of quantity over quality. But here’s the thing: it doesn’t feel like a Final Fantasy game. It feels like an anime JRPG, like it would fit right in with the Tales series.

Here, freebie for you: rename it Tales of Midgard. The uh... Storm Discord, Diva, and Pin fighting against the evil Megami Corporation. And Storm keeps having visions of the former AGENT, Sefirah, and Neyhewh. Destiny says they will call a great Armageddon to the planet but they can break the bonds of Fate, blah blah blah, I’m not turning this into a Tales game for free hit me up Bandai.

Anyway I’m obviously bitter and jaded and probably being a little unfair, but these are my long and cranky thoughts. The ending of it all just ruined a lot of the game for me, as fun as a lot of it admittedly was, and when they did things well, they did things well!

But they did so many of my unfavorite things and the quality just seemed to drop by the endgame, which really killed it for me.

Especially that fucking ridiculous “pull up contest.”

Literally gave me a headache trying to do that minigame. But that might just be because of my brain problems, so. You know.

Okay. I am off to find some new thing to torment myself with.

#games #blackroseraven plays games #blackroseraven ff7 remake #rant

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less-than-three-3 · 1 year

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lots of thoughts on ff7 remake (base game + intermission)

I played this a while ago and I’m just copying and pasting a writeup I had- I promise as I get through games it’ll be fully original content lol

obviously spoilers I should start with that I do overall like the game, but I don't like love it and I don't really think it's a best of all time or anything, maybe when the whole trilogy comes out it'll end up like that but for now it's just pretty good. Speaking of the trilogy, I'll just address that first - I don't really think this game is badly paced... storywise at least. It's badly paced in other ways but let's put a pin in that. I think that yeah it's a 30 hour game that covers like barely the first disk of the original ff7 but like I think this argument is pretty disingenuous and misses a lot of huge differences just between generations. Being fully 3D, fully voice acted, and more in-depth (for better or worse) just generally makes the scale much larger and theatrical and that's a good thing for immersion and experience, but having to run around in a fully 3D space as opposed to a 2.5D space means you're spending a lot of time just running around and you're spending a lot of time doing those theatrical things and it just builds up. Overall the story I felt was fairly engaging, at least once it got going, and I can't in good faith say that the story was badly paced, it is about as well paced as the original ff7 just in a much grander medium that deserves more attention to detail (rightfully). So I liked the story, right? Well... I do but I also wished a lot of the characters didn't suck. Ok honestly in the last like 30% of the game the character writing did get a lot lot better but that does not mean I liked the characters and dialogue for the other 70%. Jessie literally has no character she is the biggest offender (doesnt mean her death wasn't sad lol until pizza time). Aerith is sort of annoying and feels stiffly written but at least has decent rapport with Tifa. Aerith just suddenly talking about how sephiroth is gonna fuck up the world and stuff is like a weird sudden exposition dump at the end of the game. I get that Cloud is supposed to be edgy boy merc guy who's been hardened by war but like.... the bit only works for so long. Wedge is like the thin line between annoying and "a character I liked", his arc is neat and despite everything the plot ghosts killed him (?). Tifa is the most normal girl in the main cast and she has a good internal conflict and isn't endlessly horny for Cloud so she's fine. Barret and Biggs are fucking chads I love them, I was genuinely devastated at Biggs' death scene and popped off when he was alive (which is bullshit but hey plot ghosts or whatever). Barret I feel like people probably find annoying but I love his conviction, call it one-note but dude stands by his message and loves his daughter, absolute king shit. I hate the triangle with Tifa/Aerith/Jessie. I imagine it's why a lot of people like this game (they won't admit it) but like no it doesn't work stop lmao. Keep it to persona I should mention that I do kinda like the plot ghosts like yeah they are pretty much just plot armor but you know no one's gonna die until the funny spoiler moment anyways lmao and even then with the events at the end of this game who knows maybe the funny spoiler moment won't happen. I think it is cool that you don't know what will happen in this remake of perhaps the most spoiled game in history. It reminds me of like the ticktockers from DQXI (even though I hated the time travel of that game). Besides characters the writing at least in the first half just feels so off sometimes, like I genuinely don't understand sometimes if people thought this is how people talk. Obviously funny "you owe me a pizza" which... honestly I think it was the voice actor's delivery and really odd sound mixing. But also just a few back and forths between various main characters throughout the "exposition" just felt sorta stunted but idk it definitely got better over time. On the other hand there's a lot of parts that I did find funny like people do shit on the "Mayor." part of the game but I thought that shit was hilarious. Big shoutouts to the cameos of Cait Sith, the timing of which felt like a complete shitpost, and zack crisis core, who felt like a DC cameo. Not a Marvel cameo, but like you know the cameos from BvS foreshadowing the justice league or whatever lmao. More of that shitpost energy and less of the serious shit please. Though I guess they do want people to take it seriously so idk Music I have to admit is incredible. Nobuo Uematsu is a pretty good composer. Same with visuals. Gameplay I did genuinely enjoy the combat. It has good mashy energy but it didn't overstay its welcome or get tedious like I felt Tales of Arise did. Materia management and skill trees were fun to manage even if ultimately I do not really think it mattered much lmao. But my GOD the start of this game is slow, not story-wise but LITERALLY slow. There are so many sections where you just hold forwards and WALK SLOWLY and talk to people and then watch cutscenes and you do not fight many things in the early game between reactor missions and then the battles early game are piss easy too (for more or less tutorial purposes I get it). I just want to beat people up, can you tell me the exposition while I beat people up thanks Which is where I go back to that pin about pacing- I really don't think the story or world was introduced at a slow pace, even by jrpg standards. But when you account for the amount of "downtime" it is so much time that I just feel bored. Like I don't think things really pick up action-wise until like 10 hours in and in a 30 hour game I think that is just literally inexcusable. Why does crawling/shimmying take so long why am I not allowed to run all the time why does the game force me to walk to follow this npc i just want to run around please let me run my god Not being able to like click through dialogue also kinda sucks, I get why they didn't want to let you because they paid good money for voice over but like Tales did it and like yeah the cutscenes sounded stilted when you "mash" through dialogue but like I am reading the text at double the pace that they say it I could save so much time lmao idk. With the main game I can see the hype but I think it really needs the next 2 installments to really be considered a modern classic. I am genuinely intrigued by it though and I'm looking forward to where the story goes.

all that said intermission is way better lmao yuffie is fun and fun to play as, there’s a ton of goofy shit and the serious parts still hit hard. granted the world has been built from main story but still a banger compared to main game you get to play clash royale!! CLASH ROYALE!!! the fact that literally all the hold forward to parkour stuff is actually not slow and makes you feel sorta cool is just a cherry on top lol

if intermission is a sign of the direction of the next games I’m all on board.

petition to just replace cloud with yuffie going forwards

and let sephiroth kill aerith still

#ff7r #ff7 intergrade

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𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐌 𝐈𝐈 ↟ 𝐓𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞

↠ summary: Overcome with fever, you struggle to separate fact from fiction and after an unwanted visitor meets his end, you finally experience the infamous Blood God.

↠ fantasy au

↠ pairing: c!Techno x fm!reader

↠ tw: blood, death/killing, gore, reader’s lack of morals, fever dream flashbacks

↠ wc: ~2.3k

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The wildflowers seemed to grow around you, threading through your fingers and cradling your body as the sun warmed your skin. You stretched your limbs, basking in the sweet rays when your hand was swatted back to your side, capturing your attention.

You turned your head, eyes meeting Dream’s. His green irises were nearly iridescent in the brightness. His blond hair was lighter than when you’d last seen him. Then again, the two of you were covered in grime, on opposite ends of a blade.

“Where’ve you been?” He asked, voice calm and optimistic. “I’ve been looking for you.”

You smiled slightly. “I’ve met a man, Dream. He doesn’t know it yet, but he’s going to fall in love with me,” you joshed, turning your head back up to the sun. Spirals of color swirled with the clouds in the sky, mimicking a strange painting.

You could tell Dream was smirking at you. “Bring him with you. I need you back.”

You brushed your fingers against the brittle pages of the book in front of you. The worn spine and faded words brought a small smirk to your lips, knowing full well the book was only in such a state because of how well-loved it had been. It was an old story, one that you’d grown up hearing before being shuffled off to bed with the other children.

There was some kind of red marking in it as if it’d been in a child’s hands before you, which was probably the reason you’d had to stand on a chair to get to it. Of course, this was done behind Techno’s back as he bustled about, finishing up chores and whatnot.

You knew the extent of your injures now: a sprained, almost broken ankle, your side was torn open making Techno recount how many stitches were crisscrossing against your ribs. The pain that was the most troublesome was oddly the gash on your arm, cut open by a branch in the mix of your rush through the snow. Occasionally, your fingers went numb if you twisted your wrist wrong or pressed on the wound, to which Techno would cleverly quip, “Just don’t do that then.”

Techno strolled into your room, leaning against the door frame as he rolled the sleeves of his tunic. You perked an eyebrow in his direction, silently asking what he wanted. “You’ve spiked a fever three times this week. I need to keep an eye on you, but I have some chores to take care of outside,” he stated, approaching your bed.

“It’s the wound on her side,” an unfamiliar voice called, breaking into your dreaming. Your body began to tremble as your fingers absently searched for more blankets. You felt sticky and ill as if at any intense movement, you would surely die.

Coarse fingers brushed against your forehead gently. You recognized Techno almost instantly, even with the tiredness of your body preventing you from opening your eyes. “No, love. We need to get your fever down.”

You swallowed hoarsely. “Creat. I need creat,” you grumbled, reaching for his hands. “There’s some in my bag,” you mumbled, being pulled back to sleep by your exhausted body.

You furrowed your brows, narrowing your eyes as you looked at him. “So?”

“So, you’re coming with me,” he stated, pulling the book out of your grasp and yanking the covers off your frame. You let out a protesting groan as he held his hands out for you. When you didn’t budge, he rolled his eyes, slipping his arms beneath you and pulling you up as if you were nothing more than a sack of flour. You struggled to escape his grasp but to no avail. “Don’t make me throw you over my shoulder, brat,” he threatened playfully.

You scoffed. “You wouldn’t. I’m injured,” you countered.

He sent you a smug expression. “I said what I said,” he assured. You went limp in his arms as he stepped out of the room, making him chuckle at your dramatics as your body mimicked liquid. “You’re just like Tommy,” he mumbled more to himself than you.

You straightened up, pulling your arm over his shoulder and fitting to his hold. “Who’s Tommy?” You quizzed making him shake his head.

“A story for another time,” he answered simply.

You rolled your eyes slightly, attempting not to blush at the feeling of his hands curling around your body. “Fine. Keep your secrets.” He chuckled at your statement, pushing the door open with his foot. You took note of the set of arrows mounted with a bow beside the door, as if ready to be grabbed in the midst of an attack. The wind and winter hit you like a ton of bricks, the brightness of the sun gleaming off the snow burning your eyes. You weren’t sure how long you’d been inside, but you felt like an alien when presented with the elements again.

You shivered slightly as he put you down on the steps, pulling off his cloak and tucking it around you. You were swimming in the fabric as it pooled around you. You attempted not to dig your nose into its velvet coloring, which was still warm from Techno, his scent swarming around you. He didn’t pay any mind to you as you pressed the soft material against your cheek. “Who’s Dream?” He asked, setting a log up on a large stump before chopping it in half with the ax that was once wedged in the snow.

You looked at him cautiously. “Why do you ask?”

His ruby eyes flashed towards you momentarily. “You mumble about him in your sleep sometimes…” he commented.

You chewed your bottom lip, fighting not to smirk. “You’re watching me sleep now, Techno?”

He chuckled, splitting another log. His arms tensed with each impact; hair combed by the soft wind. “I was making sure the fever didn’t take you, so yes.” His quip made your cheeks heat. “Try not to over-exert yourself.”

When you finally woke up the last time, Techno’s head rested in his arms on the edge of the bed. As soon as you inched your arm to rub one of your eyes, he woke up, eyes peering at you as if you’d explode at any moment.

He stood, pressing his hand against your forehead and sighing in relief. His features seemed softer in the candlelight as he looked over you. “Let me check your wound,” he whispered softly as if trying not to disturb you as he lifted the covers, another sigh leaving his lips. A sign that you were finally close to being out of the woods.

Before you had the opportunity to answer him or swat off another one of his questions with a flirtatious remark, the sound of an approaching horse rider pulled both your attentions toward the woods surrounding the cabin. Techno let the ax fall to his side, eyeing you as if to tell you to keep quiet as a man stepped off the animal, dressed in the King’s armor.

Your heart stilled as your mind raced with attempting to place him. You swore you’d seen him before. Instead of reacting with fear, adrenaline coursing through your veins. You stood from the step you were perched on, your legs shaking as you gained your balance. You hated to admit it, but you were still weak from your injuries and the fever.

You leaned against the railing beside the steps as the man approached Techno. Something clicked within you and you realized the reason he was there. Strength pumped through your body suddenly as you inched your way towards Techno. As if he could sense you nearing him, Techno peered over his shoulder. Your haggard appearance and choppy hair served as your shield from the man’s recognition.

The soldier eyed Techno, wetting his lips slightly. “Sorry to disturb you, but I’m looking for someone,” the man began. You settled your hand on Techno’s lower back, reaching for his ax as he let it slip into your hands.

The man nodded to you in a greeting. “I haven’t seen anyone new in these woods,” Techno answered him, voice an octave lower as you made him the barrier between you and the man.

The man narrowed his eyes at Techno, face twisting into a mocking grin. “Well, if you come across her, Councilman Dream’s offering a hefty reward for her return.” Techno nodded slowly at him, attempting not to give you away as you went around the soldier. “From one man to another, I think you’re lying about her whereabouts. I’m sure the authorities would love to know where you are too.”

You heard Techno scoff, crossing his arms. You pursed your lips, getting a better hold on the ax before swinging at the man, severing his head from the rest of his body. Specks of his blood splattered against your face, the man dropping to his knees before sinking into the snow. The hot liquid was a stark contrast to the wind nipping at your cheeks.

Techno’s eyes blared at you, his mouth gaping partially. You wiped a hand across your face, attempting to get rid of the sticky crimson substance. “Blood for the Blood God,” you quipped, lips twisting into a smirk as he remained frozen. His pupils dilated, making you quiver. Suddenly, you felt like you’d disappointed him. “They won’t miss him. Look,” you squatted beside the man’s body, pulling his sleeve up to reveal the mercenary’s mark on his forearm; a crudely etched blood eagle staring back at you. “Plus, his armor is cheap. It’s a remake. He’s one of Dream’s sellswords-“

He cut you off, stepping over the body and grabbing your face in his hands, hoisting you onto your feet as he towered over you. Something animalistic burned in his features, anger dripping from his appearance as his fingers wrapped around the back of your neck. He terrified you, your hands moving to grip onto his wrists for stability. Your sights were glued to his as the two of you breathed heavily, your body coming down from its adrenaline high and his restraining whatever his primal urges were commanding of him.

He pulled you close to him as if he were going to press his lips against yours to elevate whatever was racing through his mind. Your body went limp in his hold before he bore his sharpening teeth. “Go inside,” he commanded, allowing you to slip from his grasp. You sank to your knees before him, his burning eyes ripping from you as he mounted one of his horses and left.

Your mind snapped into reality, tugging you to your feet and running into the house to grab the bow and arrows. You swung your leg over the man’s horse, taking off in the direction Techno went, desperately trying to wipe the man’s blood from your features. You looked for broken sticks and any tracks as the snow thinned until you finally spotted in him in the distance, sliding off his horse with his eyes focused on a deer in front of him.

You put tension on the bowstring, your arrow angling towards the deer. Without hesitation, you let it fly through the air, whistling slightly against the wind before boring into the deer. Techno’s head snapped towards you as you approached. “Rip it apart,” you stated, leaning on the horn of the saddle. The two of you sized each other up, breath forming clouds to mix with the winter air before he heeded your words.

You chewed your nail as you paced in front of the door, psyching yourself up to intrude on Techno. The image of him tearing the deer in half burned into the back of your mind, but you couldn’t help to wonder what he thought of you after you’d killed a man, even if he was a mercenary. You’d faced intimidating rulers without batting an eye, but Techno…

Techno was different.

You knocked lightly, pushing the door open. He looked at you over his shoulder, unbothered as he nodded for you to enter. You tried not to stare at the scars decorating the portion of his back that was sticking out of the tin bathtub. You stepped toward him, sitting on the floor beside him and pressing your shoulder to the other side of the tub so the two of you were facing in opposite directions. You felt like a child awaiting punishment.

“So, the Blood God lives then?” You broke into the silence. It seemed to be inappropriate to joke about now; for the first time since meeting him, you were serious.

Techno allowed a beat of silence to pass between the two of you, making you turned to look at him. His strong shoulders that you’d only dreamed about were on full display as his arms leaned against the edges of the tub, head leaned back slightly as his eyes closed. “Don’t condone my actions next time,” he mumbled, taking you aback. “And allow me to deal with the bloodshed.” He meant to tell you not to kill in defense of him anymore. You’d already explained that the man’s threat was the hairline for you; what swung the ax so harshly.

You swallowed. “You didn’t answer me,” you countered.

He sighed. “Only when provoked.” You drew your legs to your chest, chin resting on your knees. He reached toward you, brushing a finger against your cheek, barely missing your healing wound. The touch was gentle and reassuring as if to consul you silently. “What a pair we are.”

#technoblade x reader #techno x reader #techno x you #techno x y/n #tw blood #tw gore #tw death #tw murder #fantasy au

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intheticklecloset · 3 years

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Proper Protection (My Hero Academia)

Primary Universe

Not sure why we felt the need to yell, but I appreciate the enthusiasm and this awesome idea for a prompt! This was SUCH a fun one to write! I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

Deku hadn’t been inside the support class workshop more than five seconds when something exploded. He threw himself to the ground, covering his head, waiting it out. Possibly even more surprising than the fact that explosions were common here was the fact that he himself was so used to them he knew how to handle them at this point. As soon as the ruckus died down, he cautiously lifted his head and blinked rapidly as smoke filled his eyes.

“H-Hatsume?” he coughed, getting to his feet. “Are you all right?”

“Fine and dandy!” she replied from somewhere nearby.

The least surprising part of all of this was that Hatsume was the one to set off the explosion in the first place.

Within a few moments the pink-haired girl emerged, wiping her hands on her shorts. “Well, so much for that. I’ll have to try again with a different component.” Then she turned her attention to Deku and beamed in her crazed way. “Midoriya! My best customer! What can I do for you?”

He gestured to his hero costume, which looked like it had been ripped to shreds, glued back together, and then burned. “I kind of ruined it…again. Think you can make a new one?”

Hatsume put her hands on her hips. “What did you do this time?”

“Uh…” Deku smiled sheepishly. “It’s a long story.”

“You really need some sturdier armor.” The tech moved closer to him, inspecting the damage closely. He let her, knowing that despite how unnerving it was to have her this close, she knew how to do her job, and this was just part of it. “Of course I can rebuild it for you, but are you sure you don’t want something a little sturdier this time?”

“What do you mean?”

Hatsume grabbed onto the sides of the outfit and pinched them, making Deku yelp and stumble back in surprise. “I mean your torso is completely unprotected! What is this, just cloth?” She stepped toward him and repeated the action. “It’s made of cheap material at best. Who authorized this costume?”

Deku sputtered and stumbled back again, this time finding himself pressed against a wall. “Y-You guys did,” he said nervously, watching as her gaze flicked up to him in disbelief. “Really! My mom made the original design, so I want it to stay as close to that as possible. We only added the support gloves and boots once I started getting the hang of my quirk a little better.”

“Why didn’t you have me work on it personally?” Hatsume sounded offended. “Obviously I can make it look the same while still having it protect you properly. Jeez.”

“S-Sorry.” Deku pressed himself further against the wall when she entered his personal space again. “W-What are you doing now?”

“Let’s see…” she murmured, pinching the sides of the outfit again, making him jump. “Obviously the torso will need to be restructured with fabric that’s designed to withstand a lot more than this cheap stuff, but what areas really need the most attention?” She slid her hands up to his ribs and pressed in there. She didn’t seem to notice he was giggling now. “When your enemies attack you, what would you say is the most vulnerable part of your costume?”

“I m-mehehehean, they’re kihihind of attacking e-everywhehehere, so…” Deku managed through his giggles, trying to stay as still as possible. He knew she wasn’t trying to tickle him; she was just getting a feel – literally – for the parts of his costume that could use the most work.

“Hmm.” She grabbed his arm and lifted it, inspecting the fabric on the inside part that didn’t see as much action. “This is less damaged.” She pinched the costume near his underarm, making him yelp again. “It looks like we just need to focus on your ribs, mostly, as well as the lower part of your torso.” Hatsume’s eyes flicked downward, and Deku panicked a little when her hands grabbed onto his hips. “How about here? Is your costume working well for you when you use your shoot style attacks?”

“Yehehehehehes!” He was giggling hysterically now, pushing her away instinctively. “Please, Hatsume, that tickles!”

“It does?” The pink-haired girl smirked at him. “Ticklish boys are the cutest, don’t you know?”

Deku blushed. “Um, w-well…I mean, I never thought about…wait!” He squeaked when she grabbed onto his ribs again. “Wahahahahait! Whahahahat are you dohohohoing?!”

“Well we can’t have the villains finding out how ticklish you are,” she replied matter-of-factly. “If this is all it takes to make you giggle, you’d be in trouble out in the real world.” She dug in fully then, grinning when he shrieked and tried to double over. “I need to see how much protection you actually need when I remake your suit.”

“Thehehehehere’s got to behehehehe a better wahahahahay!” he cried, giggling.

“There isn’t.” Hatsume chuckled, sliding her hands down to his sides and squeezing, dragging across his stomach, moving up into his underarms.

Deku giggled and squirmed in her grasp, feeling even more helpless than when he was being pinned to the ground. At least then he had an excuse for not being able to get away. Now he was on his feet, with openings on either side of him, and he still couldn’t wiggle out of her grasp. “Plehehehease, Hatsume!”

“All right, I think I have enough data,” she said at last, stopping for just a moment before lunging for his hips and drilling in with purpose.

“GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! HEHEHEHEHEHEY!!” Deku laughed, desperately trying to pry her hands away from that spot before his knees gave out. “YOU SAHAHAHAHAID YOU WERE DOHOHOHOHOHONE!!”

“Just testing your costume’s durability down here,” she said, laughing along with him. “You’re really super ticklish, aren’t you?”

Deku squealed. “HAHAHAHAHATSUME, DOHOHOHOHON’T!! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

She grinned. “Don’t stop?”

“AGH!! NO!! NO THAT’S NOHOHOHOT WHAT I MEHEHEHEHEANT!!” Deku had finally reached the point where he couldn’t stand up on his own anymore, and he started to slide down the wall, making him panic even more. If she got him to the ground, he’d be completely at her mercy with no hope of getting away. He grabbed onto her shoulders. “SOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!” He apologized through his hysterics as he brought one foot up to use the wall as a springboard, borrowing One For All’s power to find enough strength to not only push her away, but push her to the ground in his place. He fell to his knees, gasping. “S-Sohohorry, that was a bit too hard. Are you okay?”

Hatsume sat up and smirked at him. “Really can’t take it, huh? Oh, you adorable boy, you’re really going to need some sturdier material out there.”

Deku flushed a deep red and averted his eyes. “Can you do it?”

“Of course I can do it. I’m the greatest student in the support class, don’t you know?” Hatsume got to her feet, then offered a hand to help him up as well. “Thanks, Midoriya.”

“F-For what?” he asked, confused, as she led him back to the door.

She grinned and latched onto his side again, effectively tickling him back out of the workshop. Her features only grew brighter when he began to giggle again. “For making me smile,” she answered. Then, with a wink, she closed the door, leaving a blushing Deku in the hallway outside.

#fanfiction #tickle fic #boku no hero #my hero academia #bnha #mha #izuku #midoriya #deku #mei #hatsume #support #protection #playful #costume #tickling #ticklish #tickle

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Fate and Phantasms #146: Medusa (Lancer)

Today on Fate and Phantasms, we’re making the mini-dusa, Medusa Lancer. In this build, Medusa is an Eldritch Knight Fighter, and only that. Sadly Flesh to Stone is a little to high-level to get, but we’ll make it work.

Check out her build breakdown below the cut, or her character sheet over here!

Next up: The closest thing we’re getting to a Tiamat build.

Race and Background

Having been kicked out of godhood by Athena, Medusa is the ultimate Hermit, giving her Religion proficiency. We’ll also switch things up and give her Acrobatics proficiency for sick anime flips while fighting.

Like her sisters, she’s also a Yuan-Ti, giving her +1 Intelligence and +2 Strength, thanks to Tasha’s. She also gets Darkvision, Innate Spellcasting for the Poison Spray cantrip and unlimited uses of Animal Friendship on snakes. At third level you can also cast Suggestion once per long rest. All these spells use charisma to cast. You have Magic Resistance and Poison Immunity as well, the former giving you advantage on saves against magic, and the latter making you completely immune to poison damage and the poisoned condition.

It’s a shame you aren’t Small, but no race is perfect.

Ability Scores

Even if you’re wearing armor it doesn’t cover much, so make sure your Dexterity is pretty high. After that is Strength, which actually becomes your highest stat after racial bonuses if you’re using the standard array, because you’re swinging around a giant scythe and you aren’t a monk. Third is Intelligence, you know more than you let on and that’s the stat your eyes are attached to. Your Constitution isn’t amazing, but it’ll be plenty. Your Wisdom is kind of low, but we’re dumping Charisma. You just are not a people person, and you’re easily bribed with sweets.

Levels

1. First level fighters get a Fighting Style, and Thrown Weapon Fighting makes your scythe and chains a little more deadly, adding 2 to its damage rolls. Drawing the weapon can also be done in the same action you attack with it. You also get a Second Wind, letting you heal yourself as a bonus action. Your goddess core might protect you, but it’s important to pace yourself too.

You also get proficiency in Strength and Constitution saves, as well as two fighter skills. You’ve been on your own for a bit, so Survival is a good pick, and your character arc starts with you not being a fan of humanity, so I bet your Intimidation rolls will get a workout.

2. Second level fighters get an Action Surge, letting you slap an extra action onto your turn once per short rest. Copying an anime is always hard to do in D&D, but this’ll make it a bit easier at least.

3. As an Eldritch Knight, you get a Weapon Bond, letting you summon a weapon to your hand as a bonus action. You also can’t be disarmed while you’re conscious, but you’ll be throwing that thing around so much it probably won’t do much.

The big draw of the E. Knight, however, is the Spells you can cast with your Intelligence. Most of the spells you get will be abjuration or evocation, but that doesn’t stop you from getting Booming Blade and Mold Earth as cantrips. The former makes your scythe a bit scarier, and the latter is one of the few things proving your legitimacy as an earth goddess. You also get Mage Armor, because let’s be honest that outfit doesn’t count, Snare for some quick and dirty immobilization, and Longstrider to make yourself a little more mobile.

4. Speaking of mobility, use your first Ability Score Improvement to grab the Mobile feat, making you 10′ faster per round and making it so you can ignore attacks of opportunity from creatures you’ve tried to hit this turn.

You also learn the spell Protection from Evil and Good, making it harder for the gods to continue to ruin your life. Gods: not even once.

5. Your Extra Attack lets you attack twice per action, or four times with your action surge. Chains aren’t that deadly a weapon, it’s more about the quantity over quality.

6. Use this ASI to bump up your Intelligence for stronger spells. Trust me, you’ll want them.

7. Seventh level eldritch knights learn War Magic. If you use your action to cast a cantrip, you can then use your bonus action to hit somebody. How nice of them. You also learn the first of the two “none of the spells from 2nd level really work for you so we’re taking things that could reasonably be construed as Not Magic” spells, Enhance Ability, which lets you try a bit harder to gain advantage on one kind of ability score check. If you pick one of the physical scores, you also get a little bonus for your troubles.

8. Use this ASI to bump up your Strength for stronger scything. You also learn the one good 2nd level spell, Hold Person, forcing a wisdom saving throw (DC 8+proficiency + int modifier) on a humanoid, or they become paralyzed for the duration of the spell, up to a minute. They get to remake the save each round, but we’ll get a way to deal with that in a bit.

9. Before that though, you’re going to be Indomitable, letting you re-roll a failed save once per long rest! Your wisdom save’s looking a little weak, but we’ll patch it up in a bit.

10. Tenth level eldritch knights get an Eldritch Strike, giving creatures you hit disadvantage on saves against your spells for the next round. That means hitting people makes your hold person work better, and hold person makes your hitting people work better. It’s symbiosis.

Your war magic is so powerful it almost makes True Strike not useless, and you also get the second NOTSF2LRWFYSWTTTCRBCANM spell, Arcane Lock. It’s a lock, just pretend you’re carrying a lock around for some reason.

11. I hope the Extra Attacks aren’t getting too repetitive yet, because you’re getting another one this level! Now you can attack three times an action, or six times a turn with action surge.

You also learn the spell Thought Shield, because I was so tired of second level’s nonsense I turned to the UA to pad this out. For eight hours, one creature you touch can’t have their mind read, and it has advantage on saves that would determine if it’s lying. If people could figure you out, you wouldn’t be a god.

12. Twelfth level fighters get another ASI, and this one is making us Resilient, giving you +1 Wisdom and proficiency with wisdom saves. Actually getting magic cast on you is for plebians.

13. Your second use of Indomitable per long rest isn’t that flashy, but what is flashy is getting to use third level spells, like Intellect Fortress! For up to an hour, the creature you target has resistance to psychic damage, and gets advantage on Intelligence, Wisdom, and Charisma saves. You already have advantage on most of those saves thanks to magic resistance, but now you can pass that onto a chosen champion as well. You could also use that third level slot for hold person, to hold two people at once.

14. Let’s make your magic even stronger with another ASI going right into Intelligence. That should make your eyes almost inescapable! You also learn the spell Haste, doubling your movement speed, adding 2 to your AC, and giving you most of an extra action each turn for the duration of the spell. You have to take a bit of a nap the turn after it ends, but the fight should be over by then.

15. Fifteenth level eldritch knights get an Arcane Charge when you use your Action Surge, letting you anime teleport behind someone immediately before or after your second action, to make sure the enemy knows it’s “nothing personnel, kid”.

16. Use this ASI to round up your Dexterity and Wisdom for better saves and a higher AC. You also learn Counterspell, because your scythe is literally sharp enough to cut magic. I’m sure Medea isn’t jealous at all.

17. Seventeenth level fighters get an extra use of Action Surge and Indomitable. Not much else to say about this level. You’re just you, but better.

18. Your last eldritch knight goody continues the trend of “you, but better” with Improved War Magic, letting you attack as a bonus action after casting any sort of spell. Hit some people, action surge, cast hold person on them while they’re weak, then hit them again for more fun.

19. Use your last ASI for more Constitution for better concentration and more HP. You also learn the spell Stoneskin for even more defense, giving you resistance to physical damage types.

20. Your last level gives you yet another Extra Attack, giving you four attacks per action or eight with action surge. You also get your last spell, Protection from Energy, which can give you resistance to one type of damage: acid, cold, fire, lightning, or thunder, for up to an hour.

Pros:

Normally hold person’s “save every turn” weakness would be an issue, but thanks to eldritch strike you can use it effectively for crowd control. Hit people, freeze them in place, then hit them some more!

You’re also pretty mobile, with 40-50 feet of movement and teleportation making it hard to pin you down for retaliation.

On top of all of that, you’re strongly resistant against magic, with ways to cheat spell saves and reduce damage even further with Protection from Energy.

Cons:

Using daggers, scythes, and whips to represent your chained weapons is fine and all, but it does mean all your attacks only do 1d4 damage. Even paralyzing your enemies for guaranteed crits isn’t going to make you scary.

Eldritch Knight spell slots only go up to level 4, so you won’t be able to cast Flesh to Stone. Maybe the big you can do it...

Your mobility spells, Hold Person, and protection spells all use concentration, so you’ll only be able to do one of those at a time.

#fgo #Fate Grand Order #D&D 5e #Medusa #Fate and Phantasms #Fighter

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cherrychonk · 3 years

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The Transfer Part 2:

Lin’s POV

She was late, the sleeping tea Kya had given her knocked her out real good and now she was rushing to the station. From all the days to be late, it had to be the day the transfer was arriving. This wasn't the first impression she wanted to give. She managed to get to the station just fifteen minutes late. Rushing to the front desk she threw some paperwork before speaking.

“Jia, is the transfer already here?”

The girl looked at the clock. “She's been here for about forty minutes. Got here before her shift even started.”

Lin groaned. “How was she?” At least you were responsible, you started on a good note.

“She's dreamy and also charming.” Jia mused over you with dreamy eyes.

Lin rolled her own in annoyance. “I need important details like her name Jia, and stop flirting with the newbie.”

“Her name is Y/N Y/L/N, her documents say she's from Ba Sing Se’s middle ring police department. Chief’s Lei Ba firebender unit.”

Lin nodded. “I’ll get the rest from her.”

The chief walked towards the elevator and out to the top floor. Where she stood she could see you from behind, your long back hair softly braided. She walked by you towards her office unlocking it and looking back to see you staring at her. Weird kid.

“Y/N my office now.” She said walking in.

When Lin sat down she was already annoyed at your talkative behavior. She could see the paperwork you were holding and she extended her hand to take it. For some ungodly reason you took her hand, firmly. You didn't even shake it, just took it. Lin had so many emotions going through her head. Confusion, uneasiness, annoyance, anger and a bit uncomfortable.

“Soft.”

Lin snapped her hand back. Who the hell is this little shit?!

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOIG?!” Lin already disliked you very much.

Your cheeks had gone deep red as your body tensed, The Chief could see the terror written on your face.

“CHIEF YOU EXTENDED YOUR HAND-”

Is this kid brain dead or something?!

“THE DOCUMENTS YOU IDIOT!” Lin wanted to smack you in the face, you were dumber than a rock.

You froze and Lin snatched the paperwork not waiting any longer. The hell is wrong with her. Isn't she supposed to be the best at her job? Rookies. She stared at the document, reading only the important information.

“What was your division back in Ba Sing Se?”

“Undercover and special forces, Chief”

Lin flipped the page to the next one. She could see a few notes her previous boss had left for her.

‘Officer Y/N Y/L/N

Element: Fire

Age: 25

Nationality: United Republic of Nations

Abilities: Fire and lighting bending, good swordsmanship, able to work under pressure, quick learner.

Injuries: None

Disabilities: None-’

Lin kept reading more descriptions on your job and the things you did in Ba Sing Se. Your previous boss had given you a wonderful recommendation letter and was probably the only thing keeping you there at the moment.

“Not bad, not remarkable either.” Lin sighed internally. She would give you at least one chance to redeem yourself and not make a fool again.

“We have a few rules we do- LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING Y/N.” What the hell is she looking at?!

Lin explained the three capital rules keeping her eyes glued to yours. It was an intimidation tactic that she enjoyed very much, it helped her see who had backbone and who didn't. You? You were confusing to her. You looked petrified but also confident at the same time. An absolute idiot in her words, and after everything was said she sent you off.

“Get the hell out of my office.”

Lin starred as you walked out of her office not daring to look back. The officers were going to chew on their new toy, probably embarrassing her even more but it wasn't Lin’s concern. The Chief just sat and waited for the office to renew their chatter and noise before continuing reading the paperwork you left her.

Idiot. She thought. But she couldn't help massaging her hands together as a blush covered her own cheeks. They were indeed soft.

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You groaned letting your head fall on the coffee table. Jia decided she had to take you out of the office at lunch time, keeping you far from the officers that were making fun of you.

“I'm never going to live this down.” You felt like crying.

“Don't worry, new rookies will arrive and soon someone will do something far more stupid.” The woman spoke as she ate her food.

“I GRABBED HER HAND!” You yelled punching the table. “DIDN'T EVEN SHAKE IT! I JUST-” You remake the movement.

Jia laughed. “Relax Y/N, just don't do anything stupid for no on and she'll forget it. It's not like she's going to replay the same thing over and over again. You did something stupid once, i'll pass.” She said nonchalantly.

The waitress arrived with your food settling down on your side.

“Eat Y/N, you don't get breaks.”

Taking her advice you start eating. You find Jia’s company as a big relief. She talked about life in the city and the things going on around it. After forty minutes you already knew all the gossip in the city and celebrity drama.

“Do you know what the Chief would like? I want to give her an apology pastry.”

“Black coffee with a glaze donut.” Jia responded as she finished her drink.

“Noted!” I got up and ordered, making sure they placed it in a nice little box. “Okay, you were saying something about Zhu li and Varrick?”

“Oh yes! Well like I was saying-” She started as you both exited the cafe.

“-And then the Avatar came out and it turns out she is dating Asami Sato! The engineer and CEO of Future Industries.” Jia said as you both stepped into the station.

“That's so cool.” You respond as you watch the clock. It's time to head back, Jia waves and you return it. “See ya later!”

Both of you part ways and you head to the elevator. As you walked holding the box, the Chief steps next to you. You were trying to muster the courage to give her the box but couldn't find it. You decide that the floor is fascinating and keep your attention on the noise the door opening would make. Her boots catch your eyes as you slowly trail up your gaze, you inspect her armor until it reaches her neck. From the corner of your eye you see her face, she's staring at the door so you stare some more. Then she looks directly at you, a terrifying stare that maybe lasted less than a second as you snapped your eyes towards the door.

“It's disrespectful to stare, officer Y/N.” She says sternly.

“M-My apologies chief. I- I” You studder. Fuck!

“If you used your mouth less you wouldn't get yourself into uncomfortable situations.”

“Actually my mouth has gotten me out of uncomfortable situations.” You shoot back.

She looks at you with a frown and rolls her eyes.

“J-Just not at the moment.” You speak nervously.

She looks down at the small box and you decide it's now or never.

“Chief I- Well- You know- I- '' You stutter, making things worse.

“For crying out loud, spit it out!” She barks.

You thrust the box to her hands, she stumbles lightly, a soft confused look on her face. “THIS IS FOR YOU- AN APOLOGY MA'AM! I'M SORRY FOR BEING AWKWARD, YOU ARE JUST VERY INTIMIDATING.” Your face was redder than a flame and hotter than one.

With that the door rang and you ran out without giving her a chance to say anything, good or bad. You ran to the bathroom and stayed for a few minutes until you felt it was safe to come out again. Walking back to your desk you continue working. Maybe I can fix this, you thought.

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Mako was assigned to be your partner. The guy wasn't so bad, just moody like a teenager. He liked to act like a tough guy but he was also kind to people. The chief had ordered for him to take you on patrol so you could see the city and get used to it.

“Down that street is the entrance to a few gang lands, you don't want to go there alone.” He said as you two passed through a neighborhood. The rest of the ride was silent as they kept driving around.

“Hey Mako, can I ask you something?”

“Go ahead.”

“Is the Chief always that rough and intimidating? Like, is that her real self or like a persona?”

Mako chuckled. “You'll have to find out. As long as you follow orders and don't barge into her office things will go smoothly.”

You nood and start talking about gangs and wars. The topic of the avatar came out and you found out Mako had dated both Asami and Korra. The conversation drifted to past relationships and you disclosed your past experiences, Mako relaxed and opened up about liking both men and women but not wanting to be out.

“No judgement here. It looked like you needed to tell someone.” You said softly and finally you saw him smile.

“Thanks. And the Chief isn't always rough, she's actually really kind and has a huge heart. Don't tell her I told you.”

You beamed. “I KNEW IT!” Something in you felt warm and at that moment you promised yourself that you would make her smile or laugh even just once.

He shakes his head. “Time to go back, the next patrol unit will be here in a few minutes.”

The rest of the day went slow, mountains of paperwork and a lot of coffee. Your shift had ended an hour ago but you still had to finish a few documents before heading out, Mako had already left along with everyone else. Glancing at the Chief’s office you could see her light on.

‘Well if Mako isn't here I'll give her the paperwork myself’ You thought as you walked over knocking on the door.

“Come in-” Her irritated voice boomed.

You walked in with your work and placed it on her desk. “Just finished this, didn't want to leave it for tomorrow.”

She narrowed her eyes. “What? You want an award or something?”

You couldn't help but smile, this was just her facade. “Just doing my job. See you tomorrow Chief.” You started to walk out.

“Y/N-” She spoke. “Do your job and nothing more. You don't get extra stars for things I didn't ask.”

“I know Chief! Good night.” You wave goodbye and start to head back to your satomobile. Tomorrow would be better.

#the legend of korra #lin beifong #fanfic

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migstheruler · 4 years

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Crash Bandicoot 4: It’s About Time

As if gaming for 2020 couldn’t get any better, Activision announces a brand-new Crash Bandicoot game, and I must say, it’s about time! (Obligatory uncle pun). I’ve been a Crash Bandicoot fan since the PSx days, beat all the original games, and even got to meet Crash once. I remember receiving Cortex Strikes Back for my birthday and playing from sunrise to sunset with my sister on our bootleg PSX Sam’s Club controllers.

First things first, Rest In Peace Mel Winkler, Aku Aku’s original voice actor.

Art by. Elio Qoshi

Crash Bandicoot is back and looking better than ever. The years the series has remained dormant aside from the trilogy remake released in 2018 have served well. Coco, N.Gin, N. Cortex, and ya boy Crash have been graphically upgraded.

Crash returns with all-new moves and powerups traveling across dimensions. The trailer shows our favorite marsupial wall running, jumping on jet-powered waterboards (below), running on the ceiling, grinding down rails, suiting up in power armor, and spin attacking enemies.

Crash 4 has new and old enemies as you have never seen them before. Crash is up against N.Cortex and new foes such as the one seen chasing the marsupial (below). The glow up is real with this one.

The locations look as varied as ever with returning favorites like busy futuristic cities, damp prehistoric swamps, lush jungles, Asian hijinx, and crazy power plants.

This guy looks like a friendly Jason (below), ready to slash Crash’s pelt.

A series favorite, N.Gin (below), returns and looks more maniacal than ever.

Armored up Crashing bursting onto the scene assisted by what looks like Crash wearing a new Mask.

Selfies, yes please 😊.

In the words of Oprah: “insert you get a car, you get a car gif here”

Errybody is playable….jk but we do see N. Cortex, Coco and Crash gameplay which is sure to spice things up nicely.

Coco’s gameplay looks similar to what we can expect from the crash remake where she isn’t constrained solely to vehicle gameplay, entering the fray with her trusty laptop in hand.

Crash 4: It’s About Time released on October 2nd ,2020, and is sure to scratch that platforming itch.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5qF5JrciMnU

And lastly, me meeting Crash :)

#crash bandicoot #crash 4 #crash 4 its about time #ps4 #xbox #microsoft #activision #psx #crash

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detroitbydark · 4 years

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Fox and Mouse Finale 1/2

Characters: Commander Fox x Mouse (reader), and more Jedi/clones/politicians than you can shake a stick at.

Summary: Fox makes plans and then remakes them...

A/N: Ladies and Lads this is it! A chapter so stupid long it required it be split in two pieces. I'm not going to make you wait and I'll be posting both this evening. I'm feeling really sentimental because this is the longest thing I've ever written and completed. I couldn't have done it without y’all. Your support and comments have helped me get through the tough periods of writing and the stress in my life as of late. This is for you guys! Thank you. I love you!

Special thanks as always to @skdubbs and @crimson-dxwn for being there to listen to me and help me every step of the way. You are both absolutely amazing!

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The crick in his neck is the least of Fox’s worries when he wakes. It wasn’t like he could call the tossing and turning he’d done for the last six standard hours much of a rest. After returning to his room, tail tucked between his legs, Fox hadn’t been able to unwind. He couldn’t lay his head down without a million thoughts racing through his head.

He loved her.

Yes, it was something he’d known for a while, maybe even longer than he was willing to admit. He loved her more than he loved himself. For a long time he’d thought that’s how love was supposed to work. You sacrificed yourself for the things you loved. Now he’s not sure.

Mouse loved him. It was something he hadn’t hoped for, but after being near her, feeling her lips against his own, seeing the depth of emotion in her sad eyes as she’d kicked him out of her room - he didn’t question it. The issue he finds himself struggling with is hard to put into words. If he couldn’t love himself, if he didn’t think he was worthy, could he truly love her? Mouse was willing to accept him at his most broken, for his flaws and his lingering self doubt. If he couldn’t do the same for himself-

The thoughts kept him up the better of the night. He’d lost count of the times he’d walked to his door intent on barging into her room… and doing what? That’s where the plan got dicey and inevitably where he decided against any further action until first light.

Of course, by the time he’d fallen asleep he’d been so exhausted that he’d missed first light. It wasn’t until a pair of noisy male tik-tak birds jostled for the affections of a female outside his window that Fox woke.

His first thoughts were of Mouse as he shooed the noisy creatures from his open window.

He didn’t enjoy the smell of failure -or sweat - that permeated the air around him. He took a sonic shower so fast he would have set a record back on Kamino.

He focused on the words he’d say to her. The words that would make her see that he was sorry. That his shabla behavior was a fluke that he could and would correct. That he would spend the rest of his life making it up to her if she’d just give him one more chance.

He pauses as he slips into his armor.

The rest of his life.

He didn’t want her for a moment in time. He wanted her for all time, at his side through whatever life would throw at them. Resolve settles over him, the kind that a lifetime training for battle honed. There’s a certain peace to it.

Darasuum.

Like any good soldier he makes a plan. When she fails to answer her door when he knocks, he goes to plan B. He knocks again. Louder.

When that doesn’t work, he moves on to plan C.

There’s a small cadre of Jedi and Clones eating a quiet breakfast on the veranda. The sun is just peeking over the waterfalls in the distance. Cody and General Secura are speaking in quiet tones over two cups of caf. General Kenobi sits nursing a cup of tea staring out over the placid lake. Like, a sore thumb, Bly sticks out, devouring whatever pastry and fruit had been piled on his plate like he was a cadet late for morning exercises. He looks up in time to see Fox and give him an encouraging smile and a wave over before taking a bite of some sort of plump sausage even Fox found to be too large.

“Vod!” The golden yellow hues of Bly’s facial tattoos seem to glow brighter in the sun. “Su cuy’gar!” he greets happily.

Fox pauses, then pulls out a chair, grabbing a cheese filled pastry from his batch mate’s plate. “Su cuy’gar,” he greets in return. “After the sounds I was hearing last night I wasn’t sure I’d see you in one piece this morning.”

“Don’t be fooled. I’m held together by the Force and a prayer. My Aayl’ika does nothing in halves.”

Fox, even with the pressure of his impending conversation with his own love weighing on his shoulders, can’t help but chuckle as he steals the other Commander’s mug of caf.

“Oya!”

Bly snatches the mug back and hot caf sloshes over the edges. The commander of the 327th makes a grunt of discomfort before leaning in and sucking the drops of spilt caf from the space between his thumb and index finger.

Fox smothers a laugh with a large bite of pastry. Bly raises an eyebrow before his eyes narrow in on Fox’s mouth.

“I know red is your color,” Bly grabs a napkin and tosses it to Fox, who catches it easily, “but I didn’t believe you were a lipstick man, regardless of color.”

One swipe across his mouth brings back a small smear of star cherry red lipstick. Mouse’s lipstick. He must have missed it in the shower.

“Since I don’t see the lovely dal I’m taking it either went very well or very poorly.”

Fox takes another swipe and places the napkin down when it comes back clean. “It’s a work in progress”

Bly gives him a serious look, the easy going manner from a moment ago pushed to the back burner.

“Tell me, vod. How do you and General Secura-“ Aayla glances up when she hears her name. Fox offers a tight smile. Bly shoots her a wink. “How do you do it?”

“Well you see Fox’ika, when a clone loves a Jedi-“

“Fierfek! Bly I’m being serious!”

“We’re honest with one another” Aayla’s smooth Ryl accent interrupts whatever comment Bly was getting ready to make. She moves gracefully over from her previous spot near Cody. The Marshal Commander has now joined his Jedi staring peacefully out across the water. Fox doesn’t doubt he’s listening in.

He isn’t sure whether he should be thankful for Secura’s intervention or not. Never having had a Jedi of his own, he still has moments where he finds their presence overwhelming. Aayla looks about as intimidating as a loth kitten this morning in leggings and a loose tunic, somehow looking incredibly chic and supremely comfortable all at once. Her eyes find his, searching for something as she sits down next to her Commander. “We’ve had to learn the finer points of communication.” She looks to Bly. Adoration is written across her delicate features as her lekku twitch happily. “We have to be able to trust each other.”

“It’s work,” Bly says, taking Aayla’s hand and placing a soft kiss along her knuckles ,“but we make it work.”

“And after the war?”

Aayla sighs. “We will cross that bridge when we come to it, but I don’t know if my loyalty can remain with the order alone. Once the Force has shown you something-“ she pauses and smiles softly at Fox, “The Force works in mysterious ways, would you agree?”

“General Secura.” Cody’s voice comes from across the veranda because - of course - he was listening, “I believe you forgot to mention respect.”

Aayla smothers a smile. “Oh yes, respect is quite important.”

Fox is very quickly beginning to feel the nonexistent walls close in around him. “Yes. Yes. “ he grumbles, “I’m a lousy di’kut.”

“You said that - not us - Commander,” General Kenobi chimes in without turning his head away from the lake spread out before him.

“Beg your pardon Generals, Commanders, but I don’t need the Force to tell me that I made a fool of myself last night.” He pushes up from his seat, stealing the caf back from Bly and finishing off the dregs. The other Commander makes a disgruntled sound. “Now, if just one of you could point me in the correct direction I have some-

“Groveling?”

“Pleading?”

“Apologizing?”

The voices all mingle together as they chime in and Fox sighs, rubbing his temple.

“Yes, all of that and then some. Just-“ he lets out an exasperated sound “-has anyone seen her?”

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Mouse hadn’t meant to fall asleep. Really, she’d just hoped to get away for a bit. She needed to separate herself from the faces that looked so much like his and the sad looks they’d given her as she’d picked at her breakfast.

She needed to know that Fox wasn’t just a few easy steps across the hall. She’d stood with her hands flat against the door too many times for her liking last night. It was only a few steps and she could be wrapped up in him, repercussions be damned.

Mouse wanted to pretend that her ultimatum may not end with a choice she wasn’t happy with. If Fox decided he couldn’t - or wouldn’t - do what she’d asked, well, she wasn’t sure how she’d handle it.

The field, nearly half a klik from the estate, had become a favorite over the last few months. Close enough to the waterfalls to hear the rush of water over the edge - and catch some mist on a windy day - but rarely visited by locals. It was peaceful.

The summer grasses had easily surpassed the height of her knees weeks ago and - with a little more rain and sunshine - would soon be at her waist. For now it was just long enough to make a makeshift nest when she lay a blanket down. The green stems stood proudly around their brothers and sisters squashed by the worn quilt she spread out.

The sun shone softly through a sea of gossamer clouds, its rays warm and soothing as she lay down with a datapad to review Padmé’s personhood bill in its entirety. Mouse couldn’t help the pull of sleep. The legalese of the document and warm kiss of sun paired with the sleeplessness from the night before had her first drowsing then, finally, blessedly sleeping sheltered from the world and her problems that lay outside her ring of softly swaying pastoral grass and millaflowers.

Her dreams begin as nothing in particular. Another blessing in disguise. Nothing bad troubles her sleep, though nothing good brings tenderness either. Instead she catches glimpses of Coruscant, of Fox and the other boys of the Guard, of a tiny green-skinned twi’lek girl. Images of Luke and Leia older and toddling around with their mother and father laughing and following behind them. Slowly, the boys are filtered out, then the Amidala-Skywalker clan, even little Me’kar fades away. All of it is gone and Mouse finds herself alone in front of a tiny cottage. It has a vegetable garden along one side and rows of flowers along the other. She hears her name whispered softly, the warm rumble of it so familiar.

“Mouse.”

“Mouse”

“Mouse.”

Her eyes flutter open, and she squints into sun spilling around a vaguely humanoid shape while her eyes attempt to adjust to the sudden change.

“I’ve been looking all over for you.”

Fox.

She’d know his voice anywhere. Hope springs to life in her chest. He’d come to find her. Surely that had to be a good thing, right? She moves to stand, getting as far as sitting before he makes a disgruntled sound and angles himself down and onto her blanket. She watches him look around, his head barely above the tall grasses surrounding them. His gaze moves to her discarded shoes and bare feet, slowly traveling up over her calves where her dress has ridden up in her sleep. She blinks, trying to push the residual fog of sleep from her head. Fox’s gloved hand reaches out and skims over her ankle. That electric spark she’d felt at his touch last night is still there.

“Fox?” He won’t look her in the eyes. The feeling of his touch is missed when he pulls his hand away. “Fox-“ she tries again, hiding and failing to hide the slight quiver in her voice.

He holds his hand up. “I have things to say and I need you to listen to every one. I’m- I’m not sure if you’re going to like what I have to say.”

Mouse nods slowly. He’s more his namesake now, more animal than she’s ever seen him. She moves slowly to rise to her knees, afraid the wrong move, a sudden quick one, will see him breaking away.

“I can do that,” she offers slowly. Fear at what he has to say leaves a thick knot in her stomach. “If we’re going to do this, though, I need to see your eyes. Ok?”

Fox makes another sound, a small grunt of assent as she rises on her knees and puts her hands to either side of his bucket. She releases the locks, hears the gentle hiss of release. His features are schooled when she lifts it off, but she knows her Fox. Whatever he has to say is eating at him. She can see it in the dark circles that rest underneath his eyes, the exhaustion that looks almost permanent in the soft brown eyes she adores so much. Always the caregiver, she fights the urge to pull him down, make him lay his head in her lap. She wants to card her fingers through the new growth of hair, brush through the locks that were just beginning to curl and swirl at the ends until he falls asleep.

But she also needs to know what he has to say. She needs her answer so her heart can shatter or mend because whatever it is, there will be no in between. Not with him. Not with them.

She watches him swallow, look at the sky and the soft clouds above them before bringing his attention back to her.

“I’ve made mistakes in my life,” he begins, “Some of them widely known. You- you are the mistake I regret the most.”

Mouse attempts to turn away, but she can’t. His words- it feels like she’s watching a hover train come off the rails in slow motion. Fox glances down at his hands, squeezes them into fists.

“I-“ his eyes travel back to hers, pinning her in place “I’ve called you my precious girl more times than I can remember, because to me you are the most precious gift the maker has ever deemed fit to give me. But you're not a girl. You’re a woman,. A smart, strong, caring woman and I called you a girl. When things got hard, I treated you like one, like I had never made a mistake, like I knew what was best for the both of us.”

Mouse can see it in the little ways he moves, the clench of his fingers and the way his eyes trail to her shoulder, the scar covered by the thin summer dress, that it is taking everything for him to muscle through this.

“Fox, why are you saying this?”

“Because I need you to know.” His jaw is set in a sharp line. “I need you to know that I’ve thought about you every day since you left Coruscant, that I dream about you every night. I need you to know that I’m afraid to be around you, that even with the chip gone and that- that hut’uun,” spitting the word out as if it tastes bad in his mouth, “dead, I’m scared that it’s not enough, that someone is going to say the wrong thing and I’m going to do something you won’t come back from - and there’ll be no field of wildflowers for me to find you sleeping in, because you’ll be dead and it will be my fault”

Mouse grabs his hand, forces her fingers between his until he relents and lets her hold it. Her other reaches up, strokes along his right temple and feels the telltale ridge of scar under her fingers.

“Listen to me.” It’s a firm order and his eyes go a little wide. “You are not a bad man. You never have been. You never will be. You are the reason I’m alive. Your will, your strength kept you from making a shot I know for a fact you could make in your sleep. The scars I bear are your love brought to life.”

Fox shakes his head quickly. “That is sick, cyar’ika, you were-“

It’s Mouse’s turn to make a sound of discontentment as she pulls at the collar of her dress, stretching it out and down around her shoulder. “Look at it,” she demands. When he hesitates, she places his hand on it, holds it down with her own. “It’s just skin, just flesh over bone. Do you think Palpatine would have allowed me to live even if you hadn’t been the one to do it?”

Her hand slides his down to her chest where she holds it high on her left breast. “This has always been yours. Do you feel it?”

Fox’s fingers twitch over her racing heart. She had to make him see. Even if this was the last moment they were ever together, he had to leave without the guilt. “This has always been yours,” she repeats again, “You protected it and I’m alive because of it.”

Fox pulls away from her with a rough exhale, shaking his head. Mouse lowers herself, sitting on her feet, pretending she doesn’t feel the pins and needles building in them. He won’t look at her as she adjusts the neck of her dress back. She’s failed. The sudden realization hits with such certainty. She was going to lose him for good.

“You are so warm. You draw people to you and take them in, claim them as yours and care for them. You’ve never seen myself or any of the other Guard as just clones. From day one you spoke to each and every trooper you met as an individual. You’ve always tried to help and for some reason I was the one lucky enough to have you helping me. Even when I was acting like osik. Even when I was gruff and dismissive. You dealt with me-“

“-And I loved you”

Love her head screams at her to correct but she doesn’t. Fox nods.

“Someone else will come along and they’ll love you with everything they have to give.”

Mouse feels a sharp pain in her chest and tries to turn away. Fox’s curled finger catches under her chin and brings her eyes back up to his. Mouse sees something steely in their warm depths.

“They’ll give you the world. Everything I can’t. But you know what?” He lets the question hang in the air for a moment. “I don’t want anyone else to love you. That’s my job. I don’t want to lose you and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I ever put you in a position to think otherwise.”

Relief, warm and fluid fills her veins as tears threaten at the corners of her eyes. Fox watches with slow building panic.

“I- please don’t cry.”

Mouse laughs then and leans up, capturing his lips in a chaste kiss that he doesn’t respond to immediately. When she pulls back, he looks pleasantly bewildered.

“I’m not sad.” She wipes aggressively at a tear rolling down her cheek. “These are happy.”

Fox’s hands cup her cheeks, his thumb brushing away another stray tears. “Well if that’s all…”

He leans in and captures her mouth in another sweet, delicate kiss, pours his love into it until it’s spilling over and Mouse thinks she could happily drown in the feel of it.

When she attempts to deepen the kiss, he pulls back. Mouse bites the inside of her cheek to stop a whine from escaping.

“My self control is negligible at this point.” Fox manages a strained laugh while he cradles her face. “I don’t want to rush-“

Mouse presses forward and kisses him hard, sharp teeth nipping just this side of painful along his lower lip. The growl she’s missed over the last few months rumbles in his chest.

When she pulls back, letting his lip slip between her teeth, she can’t help but appreciate the way his eyes have darkened. His hands fall down to her hips and he stares. Just stares into her eyes, searching for something. Mouse doesn’t look away.

“You want to do this right here?” His voice is thick with the familiar gravel of lust and Mouse feels a wave of heat ripple through her body. Right here, on the blanket in the warm sun where anyone could see. There’s a certain thrill to that thought. She swallows thickly.

“We need to slow down,” Fox repeats.

“Are you saying that for you or me? Because I’ve been waiting months to touch you,” she admits. If possible, Fox’s eyes darken more at the admission. She’s always loved his durasteel will, but right now Mouse found it more than a little irritating.

“Cyar’ika.” His tone is warm, but the warning underneath is very clear. Ok. Fine. She could go a bit longer.

“Can I show you something?”

A smile pulls at the corner of his mouth as his thumbs brush small light circles over her dress.

“I suppose it depends on what you're trying to show me.”

Mouse leans forward and the pair meet in a slow kiss, just a soft press of their mouths that neither can seem to deny. She murmurs against his lips when she pulls back.

“Come with me.”

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Link to part 2/2 here

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hasquetzorkukudoneanythingwrong · 3 years

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Nightmare on Chaldea st.

Quetz was walking through Chaldea, looking for Rex. She's been having a bad feeling all day. Ever since the morning something felt... wrong. As she walked she kept getting more and more anxious and got more desperate to find Rex.

Then all of a sudden she saw a horrid sight. A huge almost entirely black Jaguar and in it's mouth, was the bleeding corpse of master Rex.

Jaguar?: there you are! I've been looking for you!

Quetz, in shock: ...w-what the...

Jaguar?: aaawww! At a loss for words? That's a new one for you sis! Normally you'd be burning with anger!

Quetz: Tezcalipoca, y-y-you killed him?!

Tez: hahahahahaha! Yes! I've killed your precious husband! I've taken away your happiness one again!

Quetz couldn't process what she was hearing or seeing. Rex was gone? That can't be!

Tez: but that's not all!

Then the huge jaguar moves to reveal two more normal looking Jaguars standing above the corpses of the other two masters.

Tez: the others are gone too! Hahahaha! I've not only destroyed you but I've doomed the world! Just like old times huh?

Quetz still couldn't speak, she fell to her knees and tears ran down her face.

Tez: don't worry, you might be able to remake humanity once again. Not like you'll be able to bring back your husband tho.

Quetz still couldn't move. It was clear she couldn't handle what was happening but then...

???: mi corazon...

Quetz raises her head quickly after hearing that.

???: it's me Quetz, Rex. I'm fine, it's all just an illusion. Someone's messing with you.

After hearing that, Quetz was able to finally do something. She got back on her feet, her face changed, from one of shock to one of rage.

Tez: oh! Finally going to do so-

But before the false version of Tezcalipoca could finish Quetz flew towards him while burning with flames! While holding him by the throat she also used her other hand to tear the other Jaguars apart and then flies down the hall while dragging the huge jaguar across the floor.

Finally she slams him down and immediately starts punching him in the face repeatedly.

Quetz: YOU STUPID LITTLE NIGHTMARE!!! I'LL TEAR YOU TO PIECES!!!!

Quetz kept punching, over and over until she was punching the floor and all that was left of the cat's head was a bloody puddle.

Blinded with Rage she kept going and going until

Rex, coming in to hug her: Quetz! You can stop! It's over!

Quetz finally calmed down after the hug. Now just breathing heavily. And after that all she can do is hug him back.

Rex: are you ok?

Quetz, still breathing heavily: not really

Rex: it's ok, everything's going to be OK mi corazon.

Quetz: how did this all happen? Whose responsible?

Rex: we don't know, but many others are also suffering from living nightmares. We're working on helping them.

After that Quetz sees that there's no longer any evidence of what she did to the Jaguars, just a big hole on the floor from the punches.

Quetz: I... I was so scared... I thought I had lost you...

Rex: it's ok, I'm right here. There's no reason to worry.

Quetz: si... I can see that now...

Rex: do you want to go to our room?

Quetz: si... I'd like that.

Rex helps Quetz go to the room, while she holds onto him the whole time. Eventually they reach the room, and sit on the bed. Quetz still holds onto Rex to help ease her nerves.

Rex: feel better?

Quetz: a lil... but pls stay.

Rex: I can, but eventually we have to help the others.

Quetz: ...ok, just a little longer.

Meanwhile somewhere else.

Ququ found herself in a beautiful room, she was dressed in a beautiful outfit, while feeding who seemed to be Rex chocolates from a valentine's chocolate box.

She was happy to be there, it seemed like what she always wanted, but then a nagging feeling came over her. When she glimpsed the surrounding area she realized the place was decorated in styles from various regions. Huge Greek style pillars, a lot of Hindu styled furniture and she realized she was wearing a Sumerian style outfit. But that couldn't be right she thought, wouldn't Mayan style everything make more sense?

But after a while, she looked and saw Rex was missing. She looked ahead and saw a lake of melted chocolate right outside of ziggurat they were in and in the center a whirlpool surrounded by what looked to be sentient chocolate statues of her in various chocolate flavors, including white and dark and milk, chocolate poured from their arms and right in the center of the whirlpool was what seemed to be a drowning Rex.

Ququ: hey! Stop!

She tried to fly to him but found her wings couldn't move and fell on the floor after the attempted take off, and could no longer move. Then she heard voices from all around her.

"What kind of goddess are you?"

"She's supposed to be the feathered serpent"

"But she's a love goddess, and the feathered serpent was never a love goddess"

"Then who is she really?"

Ququ: hey! I am the feathered serpent!

"You say that but..."

"You feel more like other goddesses"

"Yeah, like Ishtar or Parvati"

"Or even Aphrodite"

Ququ: that's not true!

Ququ then looked on at the lake of chocolate and saw that in the whirlpool all that could be seen of Rex was an arm waving for help.

Ququ: NO!

Then a new voice was heard, but this time from her head.

???: Ququ!

Ququ: huh?

???: it's me! Rex!

Ququ: Rex! Where are you!?

Rex: I'm here, but you need to fight right now.

Ququ: I can't! I'm stuck... and even still... I'm not really the feathered serpent... just some love goddess who looks like her

Rex: don't say that! You're more feathered serpent then love goddess! Don't forget that!

Ququ: how can you be sure?

Rex: because I know you! Q'uq'umatz you're the feathered serpent and you are a storm goddess!

After hearing that Ququ regained her strength, got right back up and as she got up a storm raged on.

The rain cleared away the chocolate lake, destroyed the chocolate statues and she was able to fly and grab the dream version of Rex.

Ququ: I've got you! I've got you mi amor!

Eventually the setting fades, and Ququ found herself flying through the halls of Novum Chaldea, before bumping into Rex and Quetz. And before anyone can process what was happening she clung onto Rex desperately.

Ququ: you're here! Oh thank goodness your safe!

Instead of getting upset, Quetz let her have the moment. She had felt the same not long ago.

After some time, Ququ finally calmed down enough to talk about the situation.

Ququ: someone's giving everyone nightmares?

Rex: yeah, we're still not sure who but that's being worked on.

Quetz: for now we're helping get others out of their nightmares.

And in another nightmare.

Slayer had woken up to find herself chained up, and mostly exposed. What she saw surrounding her was nightmarish. The earth was turned into a hellscape. All around were demons and monsters killing people or enslaving them. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain.

Slayer: ugh! What the hell?

She had been prodded with a hot spike by a little demon.

Slayer: ...eeer, do that again and you're de-

???: do what again?

Slayer heard a voice talk to her, a voice she didn't like. She looked up in front of her to see the Serpent, alive and well.

Slayer: how!? How do you live?!

Serpent: you could never truly kill me! You're too much of a pathetic excuse for a servant to ever pull that off!

Slayer stared angrily at her enemy, her deep blue eyes meeting the serpent's dull grey ones.

Serpent: you've found yourself in quite the pathetic situation I see.

Slayer: big talk for someone whose going to be pieces in a few minutes.

Serpent: big talk! But you won't be saying much when you see what I have!

After she says this demons are seen dragging someone forward, it was Rex. He was also in chains and mostly exposed.

Slayer: no! How!?

Serpent: that's enough out of you! What makes this sad little human so important anyways?

Slayer: fuck you!

Serpent: wow, how scary.

After that she grabbed the chained up Rex and held him close.

Serpent: he's very important isn't he?

Slayer: leave him one!

Serpent: no... I don't think I will. In fact, I think he'd make an amazing plaything for me, when I'm in the mood.

Slayer: you wouldn't dare!

Serpent: try me!

As she said this, the Serpent stuck her long tounge out to lick Rex's face.

Slayer: bitch!

???: Slayer!

Slayer: huh?

???: it's Rex! The real Rex! That's not me! None of this is real! You're stuck in a nightmare!

Slayer: this is a nightmare?

Rex: yes! Now you have to fight your way out!

Slayer: ...sounds good to me!

After she says this her armor returns to her and breaks out of the chains, ready to fight. She then goes berserk! Tearing demons apart one by one!

Serpent: how! How'd she get her ene-

But before the serpent could finish, Slayer stuck the super shotgun right in the serpent's mouth.

Slayer: shut your trap bitch!

BOOM!

The Serpent's head was blown to pieces, and Slayer had conquered her nightmare. The hellscape faded away, and the halls of chaldea took their place with the other two Quetzes and Rex standing their together.

Already the noodles changes and Slayer awkwardly tries for a hug but can't finish because she's nervous, so Rex goes into the hug for her.

Slayer: ...thanks.

Rex: of course.

After a while the situation is explained once more.

Slayer: but whose causing all this?

Rex: we're still not sure. Da Vinci says she must be close to finding out who.

Slayer: she better be! I want to tear the son of a bitch a new one!

Meanwhile once more, in another nightmare.

Kuku was walking down the halls of Novum Chaldea but for some reason no one else was seen.

Kuku: where is everyone?

Eventually she sees some staff, tho they seem scared.

Kuku: hey! Where is everyone!?

But instead of saying anything the staff just mumbled scared like and ran off.

Kuku: hey! Get back here!

Kuku ran after them, then she sees other staff.

Kuku: hey! Why's everyone hiding!?

Staff1, whispering: ah! It's the snake beast!

Staff2: run before we're sacrificed!

The staff run off

Kuku: hey!

Kuku: ...what did they say?

She keeps going around, and everytime she tries to talk to some staff or a servant they run off scared.

Kuku: why the...

Eventually down the hall she sees someone who looks like Rex.

Kuku: Rex! Hey!

She goes towards him, but he only starts to move faster

Kuku: hey! Don't you run from me too!

But he keeps going, getting more and more nervous looking.

Kuku: hey! Don't be scared of me! Please!

Kuku starts getting more distraught about the situation, she doesn't like the idea of Rex being scared of her!

Kuku: Rex! Please don't be afraid! I won't hurt you! I promise! Please!

But he just keeps going

Kuku: I'm not a monster! I won't hurt you!

Over time she slows down, even more distraught, before eventually stopping entirely.

Kuku: ...but... I'm not... a monster... please... believe me...

Eventually she hears a voice.

???: Kuku!

Kuku: huh!? Rex?!

Rex: this is just a nightmare! I'm not scared of you!

Kuku: then why do you run?!

Rex: that's not the real me! But you still have to confront them to get out!

Kuku: how...?

Eventually she sees the dream Rex get closer, seemingly curious. Before anything can be done she runs and embraces him.

Kuku: don't be afraid. I love you... I'd never harm you...

After some time, everything returns to normal, and Kuku is hugging the real Rex now.

Rex: you ok?

Kuku: ...yeah...

Rex: good, because Da Vinci's finally found out where's the cause of all this.

Kuku: good! I'm ready to show that fucker a world of pain!

The five find themselves in front of a room that should've been empty.

Rex: this the place?

Da Vinci: yeah! That's the source of the nightmares!

Rex: alright!

They force the door open, to reveal 3 servants trapped in some kind of machine, specifically Anderson, Shakespeare and Murasaki.

Shakespeare: finally! We're saved!

Anderson: took long enough!

Rex: what's going on!?

???: the authors were just helping me bring you all despair.

A voice is heard, and walking out into the open is the Caster of Limbo.

Rex: how'd you get here!?

Limbo: I won't be divulging my secrets! Tho unfortunately, much like Vitch it's one time only. How unfortunate, I didn't achieve what I set out to do.

Rex: yeah asshole! You're a dead man now!

Limbo: now now, I may not have achieved my main goal but I did achieve something else!

Rex: Da hell?

Limbo then pulls out a completely black grail.

Rex: a grail!?

Limbo: yes! I've been collecting the despair and fear all felt when trapped in their nightmare to make this! The nightmare grail!

Rex: what the hell is that supposed to do?!

Limbo: I'll show you!

The grail then flashes a blinding light, and Rex finds himself on the bleached earth once again, but alone.

Rex: how'd I get here?!

Then, Limbo's voice echoed

Limbo: that's the grail's power, you'll understand soon enough.

Eventually Rex noticed that forming a circle a bit of ways away were the tree of emptiness.

Rex: what the?

Limbo: you have an interesting fear young master of Chaldea.

Eventually a fireball is seen heading towards one of the trees, inevitably destroying it in a huge explosion.

Limbo: the guilt of erasing the lostbelt ways heavily on you

Then the fireball destroys another, fire spreading near his location.

Limbo: but also weighing heavily is that you use your wife to finish them off.

Then the fireball does it again.

Limbo: she turns into a super weapon to destroy the trees and entire worlds at your behest.

Then another is destroyed

Limbo: she may be the one erasing worlds but you give the order! So you're turning the two of you into world enders.

Then another

Limbo: and she does so out of love for you!

And another

Limbo: but it seems such a misguided love, to kill for the sake of your beloved.

And then the final one is destroyed.

Limbo: in the words of the great Shiva "I am become death, destroyer of worlds" and now that's you!

As Rex looked on at the destroyed trees, the whole land is set ablaze. And eventually the fireball flies towards him, barely stopping and floating above him to reveal someone who looks like Quetz.

She looks twisted, huge black crow like wings that were aflame at the bottom, burnt black feathers on her arms and legs, burning hot obsidian spikes jutting out of her body, and a horrifying mouth with jagged teeth and a constantly lit flame in her mouth.

Nightmare Quetz: Hola mi amor! Look upon what we've wrought!

Rex looked on at the firey destruction she brought upon the land, all for his sake.

Nightmare Quetz: I did this all for you! Erased the false world's for our own superior one!

Rex couldn't speak, all he could do is sit there silently...

Nightmare Quetz: and since you're here, let's celebrate with a kiss!

The twisted parody of Quetz grabs onto Rex, slowly bringing her huge maw up to him, until...

BOOM!

The twisted parody of Quetz is knocked away. Rex is brought back to his senses and sees all the other Quetzes there by his side.

Quetz: you ok mi amor?

Rex: si... I'm fine now!

Quetz: muy bien! Now we can fight!

Nightmare Quetz recovers, flying above them again.

Nightmare Quetz: NOOOO!!! He's mine! And mine alone!

Kuku: get in line bitch!

Ququ: we all have a claim to him!

Slayer: so don't think you can just waltz in and take him for yourself!

Then the nightmarish serpent let's out a blood curdling sreech

Nightmare Quetz: rraaaaahhhh!!!!

She flies into the air, and readies a noble phantasm

Nightmare Quetz: I'll destroy all! For the sake of the one I love! Become the flame of death!

MY BELOVED'S SUPER WEAPON!!!

Quetz: not on my watch!

As the nightmare heads towards them, the original Quetz prepares the same attack, absorbing Piedra del Sol

Rex: are you sure about this?

Quetz: si mi amor! It'll work!

She then charges up and flies towards the nightmare

XIUHCOATL!!!

The two impact, causing a huge explosion!

Eventually the area fades away, and they return to the room they were in originally. Limbo was missing and the grail was smashed.

On the floor layed Quetz and the nightmare Quetz too.

Rex: Quetz! Are you ok?!

Quetz, got up with Rex's help

Quetz: si... I just need some rest...

Then the new Quetz got up

New Quetz: pls don't ignore me mi amor...

Rex: oh!

He props up the new one aswell

Kuku: should you be doing that?

#fate grand order #quetzalcoatl #wife #rex #rexcoatl #mastersona #kukulkan #q'uq'umatz #slayer quetz #fucking went over the limit #will continue immediately

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aros001 · 3 years

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Going in blind: Watching season 2 for the first time. Random thoughts.

Huh. Only 7 episodes. Not complaining necessarily. For series with an ongoing plot I've definitely become more in favor with their seasons only having as many episodes as they need rather than them having to stretch themselves out to full up a certain number of episodes, which can lead to padding and just bad character moments.

Episode 1: Jeez. Catra visiting Shadow Weaver's cell just to rub her success in her face and verbally abuse her back for once. It's like a twisted version of Zuko and Ozai from ATLA. Catra's upbringing under her was abusive but this is far from a healthy way for her to deal with it. She's basically deliberately swimming in her resentment.

Episode 2: It's not that I'm rooting for her but by-golly was it fun to watch Catra act like just the absolute worst she could while she was Glimmer and Bow's captive.

I touched on this in season 1 but part of the drama of the heroes feeling guilt over leaving Entrapta behind is kind of lost on me a bit simply because it was her own fault it happened. She deliberately went back into the purge room because of her machine obsession, which then closed on her and erupted in flames. It was more than reasonable to assume she was dead and no one but her was to blame, so I'm not really able to be invested in their guilt over it.

That said, weirdly enough I do like that her "abandonment" doesn't seem to be even a blip on the radar for Entrapta herself. She hasn't joined the horde because she resents the heroes or felt left behind, she simply is so obsessed with machines and experimentation that she'll be on the side of whoever lets her do the most of that. Like, it's selfish and irresponsible but it's very in-character and I'd far rather have a traitor motivation be based in that over something stupid like a misunderstanding.

Episode 3: I love the mental image of Shadow Weaver thinking up princess-themed ghost stories to tell Adora as a child.

So, if the previous She-Ra Mara separated Eternia from the other realms/planets/whatever she did and that's what cut off the She-Ra line for 1000 years, I'm guessing Hordak may be from the time before that happened, thus his drive to create portals and calling Eternia a backwards world. Either he's naturally long-lived or his technology is extending his life.

Episode 4: You know, you could maybe argue it was vague enough that it could be taken other ways but I'm definitely getting some vibes here that Scorpia is crushing on Catra. She literally refers to the two of them as soulmates at one point. I know she says she's trying to be friends but this feels a level beyond that.

Fun little reference to the original She-Ra cartoon thrown in there (and maybe Cowboy Bebop...? James Bond...? What was Glimmer's art style supposed to be?). I like how it is more like just playful ribbing than anything outright dumping on the original. Again, I've never seen original She-Ra but whenever remakes/adaptations go out of their way to trash to the original I always kind of wonder why they bothered doing an adaptation if the original is just that bad? Also, I was having trouble sleeping so it was about 2am when I watched this episode and the very Eartha Kitt Catwoman Catra made it very difficult for me not to lose my **** and stay quiet. With how much of a contrast that version is from the one in this series, that was hilarious. Bonus note, it's a nice touch that Frosta's version of Catra is a pretty crasher in that sweet suit, since that's the only impression of Catra she's ever had.

Adora being a chosen one is definitely elevated up simply by how much the pressure of what she's supposed to be is getting to her. I'm likely going to keep making Avatar The Last Airbender comparisons throughout the series but that's partly because I went into this series figuring it'd be at least structured similar to ATLA (season 1 being more episodic and a little more kid-friendly as it builds up the world before getting more serious later). Adora and Aang are interesting to compare here. Aang's worries early on were less apparent because he was more in-denial/choosing not to think about his problems that much, which fit with his character as a free-spirited Air Nomad. While Adora is much more military-minded. She can't keep herself from thinking about her problems and trying to prepare for the worst-case scenario. And jeez, that idea of who/how Catra is in her mind. Not only beating her but making her watch as she takes everything she cares about away. Not Shadow Weaver, not Lord Hordak, but Catra. That whole Lion King Mufasa/Scar moment between them in episode 11 and their fight in the S1 finale really did a number on her mental image of her old friend. Not reasonably so.

Minor note: I'm sure I'm the only one who got this impression but by the look of it, the way the robot's eye moved, and the music, after getting the soda spilled on it that little spybot gained sentience for half a second and then immediately died. It was so darkly comedic I had to laugh.

Episode 5: So that red disc is basically She-Ra's Red Kryptonite, having an effect on the mind rather than the body. The drunk Adora joke doesn't really do it for me but it did get some nice interactions going between Scorpia and Sea Hawk, two characters I certainly wasn't expecting to bond. I did really like Catra's panic when berserker She-Ra nearly beheads her. The implication is that is Adora really wanted to kill her Catra would already probably be dead. It's a thing I like about powerhouse characters like Superman or Aang, who could just demolish everything around them and don't simply because they're a good person...which in turn makes them the scariest person on the planet when they're well and truly ticked off. I'm not going to lie, I do kind of want to see a She-Ra version of Aang when Appa was stolen or when Superman fought The Elite.

Also, Catra's line of "I have control over Adora. I'm not giving that up for anything.". There's a lot to read into there.

Episode 6: I guess my prediction was sort of right. Shadow Weaver became basically a magic parasite and while it did increase the power she's capable of the implication seems to be that she needs a constant fix of magic to keep herself going, thus her attachment to the Black Garnet.

Have we seen Micah before? Given how long ago the flashback seems set, the fact that Shadow Weaver didn't kill him and thus he probably becomes someone important later in life, I'm guessing he's Glimmer's dad and the queen's late husband, since I think he's the only important male character whose face we haven't seen yet. Also, he's voice by Ezra from Star Wars Rebels and that cracks me up for some reason. It's the exact same voice and a relatively similar character.

I compared Catra and Shadow Weaver with a kind of twisted version of Zuko and Ozai and that definitely still fits here. Both Catra and Zuko confront their parent and call them out for the inexcusable abuse they put them through but while that moment was the start of Zuko's upwards journey this and SW's betrayal seems like it's going to cause Catra to spiral even further. Makes sense why Adora leaving affected her so much. She's probably the only one Catra's ever had that she could consistently trust and rely on, even if she did somewhat resent her.

Not surprised Hordak is getting along with Entrapta. She's not socially aware enough to be scared or intimidated by him, so she'll speak frankly, and since all she wants to talk about is the machines, experiments, and how they could get them to work Hordak probably doesn't take much issue with that. She's producing results, which is what he cares about, thus also why Shadow Weaver and Catra started losing favor with him. I wonder if Catra is going through imposter syndrome? Shadow Weaver had that line that Entrapta earned her place next to Hordak and, if you think about it, Catra hasn't really "earned" anything. We saw that she didn't really take her training or studies that seriously, showing up late to combat practice and even getting partial credit for what Adora beat. She wasn't promoted to Force Captain because of her own abilities but because Adora had defected when she was supposed to get that title. She's come close to a few victories but never really had any except for Glimmer and Bow's kidnapping...whom she then basically let escape when she returned Adora's sword to her. She doesn't have the slightest clue how the horde's bureaucracy works when trying to get things done, like simply getting troops armor. Given how much better than her Adora always was and how little she herself has to her name, I wonder is subconsciously Catra believes she doesn't deserve her current position and thus why she's fretting so much over trying to prove herself.

Episode 7: Am I mistaken or did Bow's parents say that he's the youngest of TWELVE siblings? I was going to ask whether Bow was adopted or if his dad's used a surrogate or if maybe there's even just simply magic in She-Ra's world that allows two people of the same sex to have a child together but now I'm just focused on the 12 kids thing. I get nervous just imagining myself having more than one. You should see me when I'm with two cats. I have to pet both of them because I'd feel like I'd be making one feel left out and like the other is the favorite. I'm a mess with kids.

The dad with dreadlocks (Lance?), his design looked familiar to me and I finally realized it reminded me a of a fanart design for a human Grim from The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy. Very different voices between those two characters though.

I wonder if there's any significance to the robot protecting the crystal having the same design as those in the artic in episode 5? Obviously both have the connection to the First Ones but the robot in the forest who was also protecting First Ones' tech had a more insect-like design over these more worm/Graboid ones.

I'm kind of curious what Hordak would have done if Catra had told the truth. Given his interactions with her and Shadow Weaver he doesn't seem like the time to tolerate failure but I suppose the implication here is that he at least would respect those who own up to their failures. Or I suppose more simply he was just testing to see if she would lie to him and since she did there's little merit in keeping her in a position of authority anymore where she could lie about important things again.

Season 2 verdict: Still enjoying it. Another person on this reddit recommended I view seasons 2 and 3 as one since they are basically just one season split in two. I was going to do that but this ended up longer than I thought I would, so I'll just do 2 and 3 separate to keep them semi-organized and easier to read.

I think overall Catra is my favorite character since she has the most interesting backstory, interactions, and just general path through the story out of everyone. She's like Pearl from Steven Universe or, well, Zuko. There's just so much baggage there that she's trying and kind of failing to deal with. I'm always invested in whatever's happening when she's onscreen. Hordak so far is a good big boss villain for Adora to face but Catra is a good archenemy for her.

Original Reddit post: https://www.reddit.com/r/PrincessesOfPower/comments/o027y3/going_in_blind_watching_season_2_for_the_first/

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