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fl3shm4id3n · 11 months

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍ ᴍɪʟᴇꜱ Qᴜɪᴀʀɪᴛᴄʜ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

TW: friend zone, angst, angry Neytiri, throat slitting, blood, character death, crying, sad Quaritch, vengeance.

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You knew Miles Quaritch for a couple months, that was enough for you to fall in love with the man. When he first arrived to Bridgehead with his team, you were smitten. Day and night you'd be thinking of him, then you actually began to interact with him. It felt like some kind of dream come true, you couldn't believe that he had actually noticed you, of all people.

Besides work purposes, Miles had seemed to have some kind of interest in you. Sure you had become friends, but that didn't stop you from believing you could be more than friends. The more you interacted, the more you fell for him, you also noticed he'd lead you on sometimes, it made you believe that he must have been into you like you were of him.

Then you decided to ask Miles if he wanted to be you boyfriend. You felt excited and nervous at the same time, hoping that he'd say yes. But when you had popped the question to him, he had told you that he wasn't really looking for something serious and that he wanted to keep his options open. It kind of broke your heart a bit, but you understood and decided to forget all of that, just remain the good friends that you were. As much as you wanted to hide the pain, it really hurt.

That day had gone to shit, the mission was to collect Jake and that was it, instead things changed. The ship was attacked by a tulkun, the na'vi and the RDA went into battle on the ocean, majoity of the Deja Blu team got killed, and so on. Not only that but Quaritch was not giving up on trying to get Jake. He had his daughters held captive, you didn't care if they were human or na'vi, they were kids that had nothing to do with their father's doing.

You had gone to look around, to see any survivors on the sinking ship. Instead you found he remaining passengers, dead, either stabbed or with an arrow on their chest. The ship began to sink more, you new that you and Quaritch needed to leave, forget about Jake, if you both didn't leave, you'll die.

When you went back to Quaritch, you saw Jake with his youngest daughter behind him, meanwhile Miles had his other daughter, held by her queue and a knife to her neck. "Miles!" you yelled when you got closer, then he looked at you. "You stay there!" he warned, "Miles just forget it! We have t go or else we'll fucking die!" you screamed desperately. "Nothing is over while I'm still breathing!" he hissed, he then threw the orange cuffs at Jake, ordering him to cuff himself. "You son of a bitch!" Jake hissed back at Miles was he began to cuff one of his hands.

Before you could try and reason with him, you then felt someone get a hold of you hair , pulling your head back and a large knife to be placed on your now exposed neck. It was Neytiri, when Miles looked saw her he gripped harder onto the knife on the girl's neck. "Release, or I cut" she warned him, she held you tightly by the hair and her knife on your neck, you felt cold blade slightly cut your skin. "Just let her go" I cried out in fear, hoping that Miles would listen, but he didn't. "You think I care about some woman?" he asked, you felt a pain in the heart by his confession.

Miles held the tears in his eyes and answered his own question. "Where not even the same species." He said, causing you to tear up by his painful words. Then you felt a sharp pain on your neck, then you began to cough up red. Looking down at youself you saw how blood poured from you neck like a water fall. Neytiri had let you go and stepped away from you.

Your fall felt like slow motion, you saw everyone's shocked expression as you felt. Then Miles pushed the girl away from him and ran to you, before your body could hit the floor, he got you. he got a good look at your wound, it was a huge gash and he saw the blood squirting from you throat. Not only that but you were choking on your own blood through you mask. Miles then placed his large hand on your small neck, tying to prevent more blood from spilling out. This was a cue for the small family to leave, so they left, leaving you both.

"It's going to be alright!" Miles cried out, still holding your neck as well as getting blood on himself. He held your small body close. You were still a bit conscious, but due to the blood lose, everything was beginning to look blurry. You tried to say something, but couldn't, your mouth was filled with your own blood and you felt your vocal being touched by Miles hand. Your eyes began to feel tired, the last thing that you saw was a terrified Miles who had been crying, then everything went black.

Miles watched as your eyes went shut and your heart stopped beating, he didn't care that the ship was sinking, what mattered to him right now was you. He hated the fact that he couldn't tell you the truth, that he was in love with you, but he didn't know if he was a good man for you. Instead he lied, he lied about his feelings towards you. His last words to you were basically him telling you and everyone who witness that he didn't care about you when in reality he did. He continued to hold you lifeless and bloodied body close to him, he had to leave soon, or else he'll die. But he couldn't, someone had to avenge you, and that someone is going to be him. "I will go back for him, and when I do, I'll kill him and his whole family" he said to you, he knew that their deaths weren't going to bring you back, but what he said was true, things weren't going to be over until he stops breathing.

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spunkykirby · 2 months

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As noted yesterday, I compiled a list of Morax's sins. The following are all of his unforgivable sins according to the fandom, the inexcusable blood on his leger, the utterly indefensible actions of Morax that call him to the stand:

1. Participant in the Archon War.

Zhongli participated in the war for the stolen Authorities. No, we don't know if all Archons knew the seats held the Dragon Authorities, we just knew they knew Celestia was choosing 7 gods to rule the land and exiling the others. All that matters is he participated in it, doesn't matter if he didn't know the reason, didn't start it, or was forced! Dragon authorities are up there and that's all that matters!

...wait, we do have one reason.

"I wish not for dominion, yet I cannot let the common folk suffer." [Zhongli's Character trailer].

So it's confirmed he participated to stop innocents around him from unnecessarily suffering, he never actually wanted the leadership role. His Adepti also refer to him (and themselves) participating for the sake of "bringing prosperity back to the people" [Xianyun Story 3].

However, there is no prosperity in participating in war PERIOD, silly gooses!! How dare you act in the only way possible to lessen the violence for the innocents caught in the crossfire?? The arrogance. War criminals!! You shouldn't have participated in the first place! What happens to all the other innocents you've directly witnessed caught in the crossfire is up to them and their misfortune to bear. Not. You!

(now that I think about it, calling all of them war criminals for participating in the archon war (with majority of their moves being made in self defense) would more than likely be equivalent to calling Wriothesley a willing accomplice in the child tr4ff1cking ring he was victim to or Childe 100% guilty for everything that happened in Fontaine). But anyways.

2. He killed Chenyu Vale's god, and became the new ruler over the now godless and defenseless (because the Archon War was not over after her death) people.

Fu Jin states Chenyu was peaceful under that god's rule until the Archon War was called. She didn't know if her god chose to "go mad" over survival or "seeking the position of a god who may rule this world". Either way, she instigated a war against Morax and, frustrated in not being able to get the upper hand, decided to flood Bishui river in a last ditch attempt (which was also set to kill not only her people but the people Morax was assigned to look after. Queue his contract with his people triggering into effect).

It's not explicitly stated she died but she more than likely did. I mean, it's a war, and she wasn't going to stop murking all the innocents until she took the Archon spot.

Also...I...actually don't know if I could call it unrightfully stolen land (and before y'all bring up the whole "Archons don't belong they're on stolen land b/c usurpers" thing, so are all of the humans and beings created by the PO on this planet. Everyone who isn't a Vishap should be blamed). In order for a land to be stolen, it needs an owner still claiming ownership over it, and there was no owner holding ownership over it anymore.

The battle was also not instigated by Morax in an attempt to steal Chenyu Vale, it was first and foremost a battle out of self defense that later changed to a land naturally "changing hands" (leaders. For example you wouldn't say Focalors "stole" Fontaine after Egeria died, Ei "stole" Inazuma after Makoto or Venti "stole" all of Mondstat after the first leader's death). It would also constitute as unrightfully stolen if the native habitants fought against Morax now leading them, but they accepted his rulership over them with no underlying contempt/force. A natural and consenting change of hands.

But! Either way! Rightful self defense or not, he m6rdered! Which is bad!!!! He deserves to be punished for it and it's added onto his list of crimes!!!

3. He murked Osial, whose "d3ath"bed was the foundation of Guyun Forest.

Morax was noted to have murked Osial because Osial "wrought chaos upon his domain". Another piece suggests this was also an act of self defense, for Osial's power (whether it be out of hatred for Morax (which seems to be the more likely case because Zhongli says they were long grudging rivals) or just his general existence is unknown) extended over a large range, reaching Liyue's citizens and terrorizing them. Morax's intervention/confrontation of Osial was only noted after Osial's power reached and terrorized his citizens. There are no pieces insinuating nor confirming the opposite. [Diary of Roald the Adventurer, Vol. 6]. [Monolith Fragment].

...soooo the crime is once again murking in self defense. But violence is violence!! Punishable by law!! If Morax didn't want to be charged for this, he should've stood aside and let the waves terrorize and kill his people for many millennia to come (though wouldn't that also be breaking the contract/rules of being an archon, which is to act in the health/benefit of their citizens first and foremost?). Zhongli is damned if he does, damned if he doesn't. But who cares! Whatever he does or doesn't do in this instance is punishable by law and *true* justice!!!

4. He murked the Chi/Qingce.

It is noted the Mountainplace the Chi "ravaged" long stood before it decided to make its living place there (dispelling the myth that its corpse formed the land). People also lived there before it started to cause havoc too. It is unknown why it was driven to cause chaos, but the fact of the matter is, it caused chaos to Liyue's people specifically, and as per Morax's duty as an Archon, he stepped in to slay(?) it. It's not completely dead, just separated into pieces. Morax could not permanently kill it.

...violence is violence though! What he did is punishable by law!! Though, technically doing anything else in this instance is also punishable by law (doing nothing and allowing the monster to ravage his people is against the ideals of an archon but forcing them to move is also punishable by causing liyueans emotional duress via forcibly moving them due to outside forces they can't control but he can. Doing this each time a monster appears onto the land they've dwelt on before its existence is also unfair). [The Stars Inscribe the Year].

5. Marchosius and other Adepti participated and sacrificed themselves as a result of the war neither them nor Morax started!

...so you could say it's all technically due to Morax they're forced under these conditions (even though he didn't start the war, force the war to happen, nor force them into a contract)! Punishable!!

The Adepti, who were not forced into following Morax [Xianyun Story 3], established a contract with him to protect Liyue and his citizens. There were risks that came along with this job they decided to commit to, but they still did so dutifully. The circumstances they agreed to led to many of their deaths, including Xiao's karma, of which there isn't an insta-relief potion to. Zhongli can only slightly offset the effects.

Basically they're literally a walking: "Well if it isn't the consequences of my own actions."

6. Liyue AQ.

Morax inadvertently went through with a plan to unleash a sealed god beneath the sea, as a test (more specifically for the people who signed up knowing their job's risks. Nonetheless, they are risks he was somewhat responsible for this time around).

Despite the test naturally having risks (as any test in existence does, it's not a proper test without risk), it was a battle partially planned by his own hand. Even if he didn't directly throw the chaos at them, he was still behind the scenes, therefore shared some responsibility for it and the consequences.

The game does go out of its way to confirm nobody was ever in any real danger (3 characters confirming this, Signora doing most of the talking in the scene) and the battle wasn't even at Liyue Harbor (Keqing stating it wasn't) however Osial is still a crazy god and if anyone got injured Zhongli would share some responsibility (he could've stopped it).

This (excluding Khaenriah, we don't know what happened there) is pretty much the only "stain" on his career, in terms of judging him for being guilty of not handling the Authority healthily or whatever. He could arguably be declared guilty because he set up a risk-less divine test that came out the wazoo or he could be declared as not guilty by being argued as responsible enough (as an Archon) to properly ensure everything is prepared for his stepping down (alongside there being confirmed no actual danger). His multi millennium experience with these things is further reassurance for this claim.

7. Azhdaha.

This is...this is pretty self explanatory. There is absolutely no defense to Azhdaha's actions nor a reasonable excuse for Zhongli to not confront him (especially when Azhdaha is more than likely the Geo Sovereign. There are literally no other contenders in Liyue to stop a crazed sovereign hellbent on decimating all humans on his continent).

This...this shouldn't need any arguments. It was literally Morax confronting him or the end of Liyue (this is the same dragon frog who caused immense earthquakes when turning around in a nap. Now imagine him up and raging about!).

PS: There is no confirmation anywhere whatsoever he directly took part in decimating the Sovereigns alongside the Shades. And if this were so, it would make zero sense for Azhdaha to automatically submit and wish to become BFFs with Morax after Morax tried to lay waste to him and his brethren some years prior.

PPS: We don't know if he was directly at Khaenriah. Despite all Archons being called there, quite a few didn't actually make it to Khaenriah (Venti, Rukka, Egeria, and we have some pieces stating Morax personally directed the troops to deal with the Abyss breaking through in the Chasm during the Cataclysm).

PPPS: Zhongli does not owe Neuvillette alone anything. Neuvillette is, above all, a judge. Of Fontaine. Do you see judges of the US rushing over to Cnada to subjugate over others in accordance to their own personal laws of their land? No? It also wouldn't make sense for Ei to go over to Fontaine to wreck havoc over Fontainians not following her personal Inazuma law(s) either right? Alright same applies here (with some game logic).

#genshin impact #zhongli #morax #lore #theory #do note i use heavy sarcasm whenever it comes to the quotes in red lol #but they do sum up 90% of what the fandom dubs as inexcusable sins that #Neuvillette NEEDS to punish and k1ll zhongli for lol #some of them say zhongli has a lot to answer for and has inexcusable bl0od on his hands #but then refuse to elaborate on what or why that could possibly be...what events are they referring to...#wonder why they can never elaborate with sourcing back to in game content #...

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beeswithnoknees · 2 years

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Being the mate of a yautja retired elder is just mwah chiefs kiss, first off you won’t get messed with and second off you’ll be living the luxurious material life.

There is also the factor that the retired elders are more likely to get jealous, especially if you’ve been living with him on his planet. There’s more than likely gonna be that one elite or newly blooded that’s gonna try and make a move to which their neck will be broken but late at night when your long passed on his chest he just thinks to himself “Should you have just gone with the elite? I mean they were younger and could get you more trophies and impress you.” This leads to him being insecure.

Queue the waking up in the morning to being held tightly, the clinginess, and the protectiveness.

One day he’ll come up to you be like “Why are you still with me when you can be with someone much younger? I have aches and pains from old battles, I cannot get you the heads of beasts I cannot do anything an elite could do, so why are you still with me?” Then you’ll have to explain that your not with him for his trophies or skulls and that you love him for him and his aches and pains.

#cuteness #yautja boyfriend #yautja stuff #yautja yes #yes yes yes #yautja elder #yummiers

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skylermadness · 3 months

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Casting Changes (Lucas Lee to Stephen Stills TF/MC)

(Original Date of Upload: January 15, 2024)

Apologies for disappearing, I was too lazy to fill up my queue. Woops.

Original Description:

My half of a trade with moltingscales of FurAffinity. Their half can be viewed here. My first TF of the New Year and it's probably something absolutely no one expected! Character to character TF isn't the most common thing in my repertoire, but I also couldn't resist the chance at this when the trade was being conceived! So much so that when writing I went past my set barrier of 2.9k words and wrote out almost 4k words instead. Woops! But that just meant I really enjoyed the idea and wanted to give it justice! Plus well...Stephen is really really hot. Although we did play with some headcanons in regards to his body type, but what's a TF without some creative liberties. So in general this was a very fun trade to work on, and I also heavily suggest checking out what moltingscales made for me! He also went all-out for his half and it was absolutely gorgeous~

Lucas Lee was not someone to return to a movie set after leaving it, and his blatant carefree attitude made that quite tangible. Hiring him these days had always been a coin-flip on whether or not he would even appear on set. After all; he was already famous, he was already rich, and he was renowned as the best in varying ways.

Emphasis on was.

Maybe he still had the fame, or the renown, but his career had evidently tanked fast after the incident with the paparazzi just a few days earlier. Apparently the threats of California kicking him out ended up becoming true, the man having quickly landing himself on the Hollywood Blacklist. So this left him in Toronto, cut off from his riches and effectively jobless… or at least he would be.

For once in his life Lucas had returned to a movie set after leaving, but it was clear nothing was the same as it was a few days ago. While he wasn't necessarily let go from the production of Scott Pilgrim’s Precious Little Life he still had dropped off the set long enough for someone else to snipe the leading role of Scott Pilgrim from him. The director seemed to take some level of pity on the disgraced actor, however… okay well, not necessarily. Apparently they still didn't have someone to occupy one of the roles in the film and at this point in the production they were desperate for anyone to fill it.

That's how Lucas landed a dinghy trailer, and in his hand was his new script that had highlights for his new role. That role being… the one of Stephen Stills.

“Still don't know who that even is…” Lucas grumbled as he eyed the pages.

The lack of knowledge on the guy wasn't helped either due to the fact that the role felt so small. Having such a minor role also felt so foreign to a hot shot actor such as him. After all, he was always the starring role in the films he was in. Always the center of attention and always the person the action or romance followed. That was just how it's been since the start of his career! But now… now he's been given this. Sidelined with minimal scenes and very few things going for his character. He may as well have been given a background character at this point.

These thoughts alone are enough to cause Lucas to seethe in anger, yet he continues to eye the script. Although the actor would still be left confused as to what exactly he's been given. “How the hell am I meant to do any of this?”

Lucas tried but everytime he envisions a scene in his head or reads out a line in his mind all he sees is the pure tameness of the role. It was something he just was not accustomed to as an action star. Just standing around and talking? And all while Scott (the role he originally was meant to play) got the major battles and conflicts. It may have been counterintuitive but despite being an actor he doesn't feel like he could act in a role like this. Doing something that felt like it all amounted to nothing!

His train of thought then paused for a second. Nothing. Is that what he was now? Downgraded to roles nobody will care about…?

“Pfft, no, I…” he stopped staring at the script for a moment, a fake smile on his face. He still had a chance to regain who he was! This was just a setback, his life wasn't over…! Those attempts at comfort made his smile lower though, Lucas not believing any of them. “Whatever,” he tries to shrug it all off.

The negative self-conscious feeling remains, lingering and slowly but surely starting to gnaw at Lucas’ confidence. And as his gaze returned to the words of the script that feeling would only continue to strengthen…

Each word of each line lingers in the mind of the actor and as it does he can't help but dwell on the fact that he just felt like he wasn't given much with this role. There was no standing out to be done, nothing major for the name Lucas Lee to be put onto. His talents just felt incompatible with the role that was Stephen Stills.

…or perhaps he just wasn't talented enough…

The thought was foreign at first. One that was abnormal considering how he is. But maybe the prospect of the broken pedestal was just getting to him, a prospect that made the statement echo off his skull to the point he couldn't help but dwell on it. By this point everything was making him start to feel a little anxious. And born from that anxiety Lucas starts to do something he has never found himself doing before. Slowly his hand lifted up to his face, hand growing closer to his opening mouth until the end of his fingers could rest on his lips. His teeth then find purchase on a fingernail and he… bites down on it.

He doesn't stop either. He was just idly biting his nails now, an action that had in mere moments felt instinctual to him now. As if this was just his go-to way to take out his anxious emotions. It doesn't even seem to click for him that he started to do this either. It just seemed like it was just integrated into his muscle memory.

That isn't the only thing he wasn't noticing either. While he bit his nails it seemed that some level of wearing was etching into them. What was usually perfectly trimmed and cared for was rapidly deteriorating in appearance, a level of jaggedness being embedded into the keratin. Even stranger was the fact that this wasn't happening to just one hand. The nails on both hands were getting damaged, shown by their tips whitening from it while their roundness got increasingly uneven amongst them all. Almost like years of nail biting was being accumulated in seconds.

His nails also didn't seem to be alone in the wave of physical changes as the remainder of his hands were seemingly getting altered to some degree alongside them. This was particularly more tangible at their front as the usually soft and pristine appearance of his palms steadily got rougher. A level of hardening creeped into the skin, especially on his fingers, as layers of skin were thickening. Repeated instances of friction just getting placed into his hands in the form of calluses.

The back of his hands weren't left unscathed either. Lucas' bodily hair had not been the most visible, especially around his arms, but that was quickly changing as darker hairs started to sprout out the back of his limbs. It was small at first with a few stray hairs poking out the skin, but a level of coarseness quickly arose as more and more fuzz made itself known. Even weirder was the coloration seemingly being different from the actor’s usual by being brown instead of black.

Furthermore the short sleeves of Lucas’ t-shirt made their increasing hairiness tangible as well. It was fairly concurrent with the changes in his hands with coarse brown fuzz making its way up his arm. The once smooth feel of his skin was quickly being replaced by an appearance that could only be described as rugged. And that wasn't the only change happening to his arms either as they were in the process of undergoing a much more drastic change, that being in his very musculature.

There was a level of loss in Lucas’ muscle mass that was becoming quickly apparent. The pure thickness of his forearms shrinking away little by little with the overall diameter losing centimeters. The same could be said for his upper arms as well as the pure definition of his biceps and triceps were getting lost, atrophying steadily under the effects of this mysterious transformation. Oddly enough though it would seem he wasn't being made skinny. Where his muscles were leaving it would seem a new layer of tissue was growing in tangible to at least attempt to make up in bulk, and that was fat. Quite a bit of it actually with fat quickly growing in prominence within his limbs, wrapping around them and replacing the hard thickness of raw muscle with the bulky softness of chub. Although judging by the lack of tightness in his shirtsleeves it was clear that the thickness his fat was providing didn't make up fully for the muscles he had lost.

Lucas had been oblivious of his changes, at least at first. There was a point after the first minute where he stopped biting his nails, wiping the hand off his shirt to deal with any saliva (and seemingly leaving a currently unnoticeably patch of blue discoloration on the all black fabric). He would then proceed to give his chin a scratch as he continued to analyze the script, unaware that the act was making his chin stubble seemingly get a little more sparse.

“Urgh-” he grunted out of partial annoyance, and partial discomfort in his stomach. “N-no matter how I look at this I just can't get into the feel of Stephen! Maybe I'm just not cut out for this…”

That anxious feeling within him had only grown more and more prevalent. That he just wasn't going to be good enough for this, that he wouldn't be able to pull through in what was expected of him. Lucas’ usually carefree attitude was seemingly fading as all he could think about was the inevitable possibility of failure. He was an action star, not a side character! Although in truth he didn't really feel like either of those…

The discomfort in his stomach flared up again causing Lucas to lose grip on the script and drop everything. “Agh, damn-” he muttered, starting to hold an arm around his stomach as he could feel it churn and bloat. And the longer he did so the more he started to realize something about his belly felt off. Was it… softer?

That was the moment he looked down at his body. That was the moment he noticed everything.

“Wh-what the!?” he exclaimed, raising up his arm in front of him. The muscles were still in the process of shrinking by this time, and fat was gaining prominence, all while both his arms were noticeably getting hairier. “What's going on!? What's happening to my muscles, my-” his panicked statement was cut short by another groan, his stomach still churning. All he could do was take his focus off his arm and direct it onto his stomach.

His growing stomach. His rounder stomach. “O-oh God…”

This transformation was evidently a concurrent endeavor that was affecting his entire body in rapid succession. While some parts could lag behind in the end everything was happening at the same time. So even while Lucas hadn't been looking, his torso had been in the process of shifting this entire time, and it had all started at his muscles.

The epithet of Best Chest on the Business wasn't a lie seeing as Lucas Lee indeed possessed a massive shelf that was his pectoral muscles. That wasn't the case now though as due to the usually tightness of his shirt it was noticeable his chest was shrinking. The usually massive size of his pectorals dwindled in size, and it wasn't long until the indent his cleavage left in the fabric. Just years of working out and enhancing his form being lost. And in its stead, as it did with his arms, fat began to accumulate in order to make up for the loss in size. As his muscle mass dwindled his amount of chest fat increased at the same time, the newly formulating softness pushing forward steadily. The amount of fat he'd get wouldn't be enough to create a sizable shelf equal to that he used to possess but it was still enough to give his form some amount of thickness.

The real show of changes happened in Lucas’ abdominal region however. His usually thick set of abs had already been quick to shrink away, partially the cause for the churning that was in his gut. And the other cause was the fat that was bubbling up from the region, manifesting within him and amassing a feeling of bloat as his body was initially not acclimated to this. Then his belly proceeded to bulge forward with fat continuing to make it swell out more and more. The hem of his shirt steadily rose over his growing belly, moving up and up to unveil his chunky gut. And by now Lucas had started watching and witnessing his gut push outwards, his belly button becoming visible at this point as a sign of just how much weight he gained. It wouldn't take much longer for his shirt’s hem to just slip upwards and his belly to begin slightly hanging over the top of his pants.

Lucas placed a shaky hand onto his belly as he exclaimed, “What the fuck is happening to me!?”

The change in weight wasn't even the end either. Beneath his hand he could feel a few hairs sprout from his skin, a triangle of fuzz rising from the bottom of his belly with its tip touching his belly button. Furthermore, a trail of hair ran up from his belly button and lined his midline before reaching his chest. Brown hairs emerged from his now much more shallow cleavage before spreading across the man’s chest. What was once void of any type of body hair quickly became covered with almost a forest of it, which had only continued to dispel his body’s smoothness. At this point a low pressure began coursing across his body (his bones?) as well, and Lucas noticed that the floor seemed to be getting at least a little bit closer. A loss in height, evidently.

“O-oh jeez,” was the first thing he could muster, his voice seemingly sounding a little less deep and a whole lot less conveying of any form of confidence. “Why is this happening? What's going on?? Why is my body like- like this!?”

His brain was just in full panic mode. Any semblance of calmness was thrown out the window as he just stared at his body, just comprehending the difference of it all. And the fact he was transforming at all was enough to make that panic become stronger. All of it has made his prior acting woes get pushed away, but truthfully this just felt so much worse! Especially because he didn't even know who or what he was becoming.

Then came some feeling of dwindling self-confidence, followed by the man starting to try and push his gut back into his abdomen. “Come on, come on, just get back in there!”

He tried to disregard how different his voice was sounding, or the weird level of familiarity of it. He just wanted to be Lucas Lee again, the famous actor!

All while he was panicking the next phases of changes had been underway. His earlier loss in height especially, primarily because of how his legs were decompressing into a shorter length. In general his legs had undergone a process of changes that were quite similar to that of his arms. His pants getting increasingly baggy as his thigh muscles diminished, hamstrings and quadriceps losing prominence as yet again the years of work put into them faded away. The same could be said for his gluteus muscles, although his rear didn't shrink too much as the increase in fat made up for the loss in size quite well in that region. A similar event even happened at the crus of his legs as his calve muscles atrophied and fat billowed out the back of his lower legs to remedy it. All while his legs got increasingly hairy, so much brown fuzz accumulating around them that it was evident that these limbs belong to someone who didn't really shave their legs.

At the same time as his legs changed his feet had been doing so as well. With his body now shorter it had resulted in a lot of his appendages to shrink down a bit to fit his new proportions, feet included. This resulted in his shoes not being too affected by everything as he feet underwent their transformation, shifting to be a bit thicker and softer with fat while perhaps becoming just a bit wider. Hairs were in the process of poking out the top of his foot while his soles gained very minor degrees of thickness and callusing (and extremely minor in comparison to the calluses on his hand).

It wouldn't take very long for Lucas to give up on his crusade to push his fat back into his body as the man was now deciding to embarrassingly try and pull his shirt (which by now was getting increasingly bluer) down over his belly. “How is anyone going to believe I'm Lucas now??” he stated, cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he fully realized just how different he was becoming. He was going to look nothing like the action star he was, instead looking like some background nobody!

That statement could very well be the truth as well. Especially because his face wasn't that of Lucas’, no. All during the course of his bodily transformation his face had been slowly but surely shifting into the visage of a different man…

It started with the scratching of his stubble earlier, that very act stimulating the follicles in a way that altered them drastically. It started with a brown coloration washing over the once black hairs, similar to that of his new body hair. At the same time however there came a shift in how his stubble had appeared. What once was a rugged and almost symmetrical appearance quickly shifted with bits of fuzz retracting and the overall well-groomedness dissipating. A patchiness was quickly manifesting within his beard as a result making it uneven. And while it was still relatively short it still had a level of disheveledness and scruff to it that didn't exist prior.

All the while more and more changes overtook the man’s facial features. While his more rectangular skull structure remained there was a level of roundness that made its way into his facial shape, his jawline seemingly coming off as less chiseled as some submental fat descended from beneath his chin. Following that came more fat and more of his features filling, softening his once well-sculpted appearance. And while it wasn't on his face, it seemed that the stylized 2 tattoo that was on his neck had rapidly faded into his skin as well.

It would only become increasingly clear that none of this would come to an end. The straightness of his nasal bridge inwardly curved and the overall size of his nose shrunk a bit, nostrils flaring as it all reshaped into a smaller size with an almost turned-up tip. The regions under his eyes darkened, slight wrinkles forming as he was given some noticeable bagging beneath each eye. And above his eyes the same wave of brown overtook his brows while the finely trimmed appearance of them was done away with. Hairs noticeably sticking out at the top make their appearance looking less pristine and more fuzzy. It resulted in a level of more overt thickness entering his eyebrows that was accentuated further by their almost disheveledly furry appearance.

To truly solidify the differences in Lucas’ form came was changes in his hair. The same brown creeping up from his patchy beard and etching into his sideburns before running over the remainder of his usually spiky style. That spiked style didn't even last long as each follicle got browned, instead many of them growing a little bit longer and sticking out more. As his hair got longer, volume becoming thicker, the style of it became increasingly less neat and more sloppy. Clumps sticking out in any which way by going left, right, and behind his head. At the back of his head his hair noticeably grew to the nape of his neck before sticking slightly upwards and fraying. A fair amount of his hair even hung over his forehead, seemingly short yet still very messy in appearance. The only way to describe his new style was being practically adjacent to one’s hair when they get out of bed in the morning. Disorganized with ends sticking out all over.

This all cycles back to the present with Lucas’ form having become, well, not Lucas. Even his mind didn't seem to be running off his usual mindset as the thought of being gone from the public eye made him unhand his shirt’s hem and grab the sides of his head in panic. Grinding his teeth together he just couldn't stop dwelling over every single thing that went wrong in the past few minutes- hours- days! Demotions and failures and inabilities and- and everything- Every part of his body lost the ability to shake all of this off with a simple whatever and let it be! It just didn't feel like he was him anymore and all these thoughts became overwhelming! And inevitably once everything becomes overwhelming, something has to give…

In this case it was the mental aspect of Lucas that was Lucas. The anxiety was rapidly overriding all sense of self within the man, his own identity being overhauled at a rapid pace. Stray thoughts and memories overran his mind as the very prospect of action star was seemingly thrown out of a mental window. The word fame did stick inside his brain, but the word was seemingly shifted drastically. And while he could just barely grasp onto having been someone else for a few seconds with just the thought of ‘he was still a good actor, right?’ it still wasn't enough to register such a notion in a serious manner. After all, everything in his mind was spiraling into making him think he was just part of a garage band.

Soon it all flowed into his personality. Even though his personality had been integrating a very anxious and panicky persona within his mind there was so much more to shift. Nigh self-absorbness being replaced with low self-confidence, intense desire for bodybuilding fading away to nothing, and any level of disregard for anything instead becoming a regard for too many things. There were even undefined aspects of his sense of self that had gotten shifted with one of the more prominent ones being his own sexuality. Something about it was being solidified (or perhaps unearthed?) as his changing mentality developed a taste in men. So in the end his perception of reality, his entire bank of memories, his entire life. All of it was being reconstructed under a new name and that name was…

Stephen Stills.

And all during the man's panicked breakdown there were two final surges of changes.

The first of the two came with his clothing. Although the aforementioned shade of blue had spread itself across the fabric it was only now that the true result of that would come to life. It would start with a pair of breast pockets manifesting in the upper torso area of the shirt, one on each side of the front. This was followed up by a split running itself down the shirt’s middle, already fastened buttons seemingly manifesting from that split. As the split lengthened up and down the shirt the hem would drop down and cover his belly, the newly divided panels of the shirt seemingly not tucking themselves in. Furthermore the neck of the shirt extended upwards, making its way up the lower end of his neck before folding downwards and becoming a collar instead. The once short sleeves of the shirt also proceeded to lengthen, quickly running down his arms until they could reach his wrists before promptly rolling themselves into cuffs that were a little ways below his elbows. The last change that came to his shirt was an inverted wave-like seam that etched across the uppermost quarter of each end of the split, a shift that gave his shirt what could only be described as cowboy vibes.

The rest of his clothing underwent a much less interesting change. The black hue of his pants was lightened to gray as they shrunk a little to fit his slightly smaller size. Meanwhile his shoes shifted to refit his feet as well with the white and black coloration being deepened to a plain brown tone.

The second surge of changes though, that came in the form of the very reality around him being shifted. The small trailer that was on the set of a movie was warped with everything within it being reshaped. Objects disappear or reshape while the van-like internals expand and ground as it becomes more like an actual room. The set that was outside was also seemingly being morphed as well to fit this new development. It wasn't long until he would find himself in his garage that was surrounded by the neighborhood he resided in. And considering he was just coming to…

“AHHHH, what's going on!?” he shrieks in panic before opening his eyes and finding… his garage. “Whuh, huh? I thought…”

He paused. Wait, what was he thinking? He can't really remember. All he knows is he felt a severe level of anxiety that he couldn't quite pinpoint the reason behind. He circled around in place for a moment to find a source, but all he found was his garage with the Sex Bob-Omb band equipment originally behind him.

“Maybe I was just stressed about band practice…?” he tried to reason. But something about that statement felt off. Wrong…

…

“Ugh, this is too confusing to wrap my head around fully.”

With a sigh Stephen walks over towards the couch located at the back of the garage and takes a seat. It would be nice to just clear his head and calm down before the others arrive for practice…

#character tf #tf #transformation #human tf #weight gain tf #bara tf #male transformation

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lilghostiequinni · 4 days

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Even If You Were To Go...

Main Masterlist Avatar Masterlist Tsu'tey Masterlist

Pairing: Omatikaya Na'vi!female reader (no name mentioned) x Tsu'tey

Warnings: Death, talk of death, talk of mates, talk of killing, killing, Lyle

Description: In the midst of battle, you felt everything go away. You couldn't feel him anymore

A/N: based on this request by @thiawithvoid ; Thank you again for requesting! Also the first published work on here!

You dispatched another demon that kept relenting, wanting nothing more than to save your people.

Jake calls through the comlink that he had given to those that were leading on different teams, he called out to your mate, but there was no response.

After killing the demon in front of you, you stop to hear if your mate answers the calls, he doesn't.

You quickly try to reach out for him through your bond but nothing is getting through, all you feel from him is pain and agony.

You stand from the crouch and run in the faint direction that you feel him in.

Hoping, praying to Eywa that your mate is okay and that he is still alive to witness all that is to come from a miracle.

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Tsu'tey felt nothing but pain after he was shot and fell a great distance to the ground.

He tried to keep his groans of pain relatively low in case of anyone around, but of course, that never works out how it's supposed to.

He took a deep-breath in as a sky demon comes up to the side of him, both eyeing each other to see who would move first.

But Tsu'tey was in no shape to move from his place, the human came up to him and kicked away the weapons that had fallen with him, throwing his beloved bow to the side, just out of reach.

The human lifts Tsu'tey's head up and puts a knife at the base of his queue, ready to slice, the tension is there, and the knife is ready.

Tsu'tey can't do much to move from his place, not able to put up much of a fight.

Then, just as the knife moves, the pressure lifts from the base of Tsu'teys skull, and you are there, bow drawn back, ready to fire if the demon moves again, but it is not needed.

The sky person is dead, a clean shot, and if he wasn't in so much pain, Tsu'tey would be proud.

All is well.

Well, except for the bleeding wounds in the torso of your mate.

When Jake arrives, he helps bring your protesting mate to the base of the People in hopes of saving him from his injuries, hoping that he may recover and live out your lives with the miracle you now know to be true.

So... Hi... I'm not exactly pleased with how this turned and I will most likey revise it later, but this is my first one-shot. It's not that long either, but I hope I accomplished what you had in mind or you are happier about it. Thank you again for your request. I was thinking of a part two, but maybe not.

Tags: @etherynn

If you want to be removed for a tag list let me know, so I don't keep tagging you.

#tsu'tey x you #avatar #tsutey #tsu'tey x reader #tsu'tey te rongloa ateyitan #tsu'tey avatar #tsu'tey x y/n

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the-monkey-ruler · 4 months

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Dota 2 (2013)

Date: July 9, 2013 Platform: Mac / PC / Linux Developer: Valve Corporation Publisher: Valve Corporation / Nexon Corporation / Perfect World Entertainment Genre: MOBA Theme: Fantasy Franchises: Dota Also known as: Defense of the Ancients 2 Type: Crossover

Summary:

Dota 2 is a free-to-play high fantasy action real-time strategy game developed and released digitally by Valve for the PC, Mac and Linux on July 9, 2013.

Built on the studio's Source engine, Dota 2 is the official sequel to Defense of the Ancients, a series of custom scenarios for the 2002 game Warcraft III: Reign of Chaos that originally popularized the "Multiplayer Online Battle Arena" sub-genre. Development of the game is led by the original mod's final lead designer, IceFrog.

Similar to the original mod, the main gameplay pits two five-player teams (the Radiant and the Dire) against each-other as they work to escort their three endless waves of AI-controlled monsters (or "creeps") to the fortified enemy base in order to destroy the enemy "Ancient". Each player controls an individual Hero character and, throughout the match, earn experience (to level up their stats and abilities) and gold (for purchasing items and equipment) by eliminating enemies.

Rather than using a weekly free-to-play character rotation system (similar to other MOBA games at the time, namely League of Legends), the game makes all characters playable from the start and features cosmetic microtransactions (such as alternate appearances for each Hero's armor and weapons, alternate announcers, and custom UI enhancements) using the Steam Inventory and Steam Market systems.

The game received numerous updates since its original release, adding new Heroes, game modes (including support for custom modes), and features while revising certain gameplay mechanics. New features include better support for both new players (with integrated community-made guide support, coaching, and improved training modes) and competitive players (with improved replay and spectator support), as well as VR headset support (for spectating and viewing cosmetics). It also received a reworked client update in June 2015 (named "Dota 2 Reborn" for a short time), porting the game to Valve's Source 2 engine (the first game released with it), and received a complete map revamp on April 2023.

Dota 2 originally received an invite-only beta in November 2011, during Gamescom 2011. It was formally launched July 9, 2013, but access was gated via a queue system until December 16, 2013. It was also distributed as a standalone game in some regions, with Perfect World publishing the game in China, and Nexon publishing the game in both Japan and South Korea. The game also received spin-offs, including the 2018 digital card game Artifact, the 2020 "auto-battler" game Dota Underlords, and the 2021 animated series Dota: Dragon's Blood.

Source: https://www.giantbomb.com/dota-2/3030-32887/

Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LqtkfCLjJz4&ab_channel=DotaCinema

#Dota 2 #Defense of the Ancients 2 #jttw media #game #video game #crossover #sun wukong cameo #sun wukong #six eared macaque #liuer mihou cameo #six eared macaque camero #zhu bajie

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albentelisa · 4 months

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Hello!!! Jim here from the @theonceandfuturetrollhunter blog, but I'm making this text anonymous because Clotpole (who owns my blog) doesn't want the reply back- I'll have to search for it instead 😂😒

Anyway, we love your headcanons and the AUs you create with adks back here in Arcadia- Claire is obsessed with reading them- and we wanted to know how you wpould take to this AU...

What if mine and Claire's roles were swapped over (me being the wizard and Claire being the Trollhunter) but we found out about our respective roles at the times we did in the show (me first, then Claire)?

Can't wait for the reply!!!!

Hi, Jim:)

This ask is something I really like, so I've put it up my queue of asks (there are more than thirty of those in my inbox, holy trolls!).

Anyway, to the AU.

So, in this AU Kanjigar manages to escape during his battle with Bular, so Jim and Toby pass through the canals as usual, with nothing happening. Toby sees that his bro is slightly disappointed that it's just a regular day and suggests investigating the stone monsters Eli mentioned. Obviously, Toby doesn't believe in any supernatural creatures, thinking those are just another one of Eli's delusions, but he thinks Jim needs some fun (and a minor adventure is better than no adventure at all).

It turns out to be a horrible mistake as Bular is pissed because of his failure and is actively looking for a consolation snack. Jim and Toby look like a wonderful meal for him. Bular nearly catches Toby - and it's when Jim awakes his shadow magic, firstly blasting and injuring Bular and then teleporting Toby and himself to the safe location. Jim collapses afterward as he has pushed past his limits.

The next morning, Toby is excited, but Jim is conflicted as he isn't sure it's the kind of adventure he wants. Besides, his newfound magic keeps acting on its own, complicating his life.

Jim comes to Strickler to talk about his issue, but chickens at the last second and tells some lie. Strickler initially believes that it's something trivial, but later notices Jim falling through the shadow portal, and everything clicks. After all, last night, Bular came back enraged, cursing some fleshbag wizard who injured him and swearing to kill that bastard. Strickler deduces that the wizard in question could be Jim. Unlike Bular, he wonders if he can use Jim's talent (after all, all the changelings are connected to shadow magic) and decides to get even closer to his student.

Meanwhile, Douxie visits Jim (as he learned about him from Archie who witnessed the encounter with Bular). Douxie wouldn't get involved in most cases, but apparently, Jim's magic is too strong for someone born during this age, and Jim lacks control, which could easily lead to a lot of damage. So Douxie decides to teach him a bit.

Because Bular has a personal vendetta against Jim, soon enough Kanjigar contacts him as well. Jim learns about the Trollhunter and his mission and proposes to help him (after some initial shock, Jim starts to wonder if there is some meaning to the fact that he got magic). Kanjigar is against it - he has worked alone since the very beginning, and well, Jim is a kid. Jim and Toby still sneak to the Trollmarket, and meet Blinky and Aaarrrgghh there. Blinky believes that having a trollhunting team might not be such a bad idea, so now there are four of them trying to help Kanjigar. Draal eventually joins too, becoming the fifth member. Jim keeps this fact from Douxie because Douxie forbids him to risk his life needlessly (out of concern that there might be another spike in Jim's developing magic which can be harmful to his soul). As for Toby, he gets his Warhammer early on.

Meanwhile, Strickler gets close to Barbara, wondering if she knows her son's secret. He discovers rather fast that she is in the dark about everything and uses it for his own profit.

Much like in the canon, Jim is in the school play, but he skips less because his outings are more controlled (be it magic lessons with Douxie or visits to the Trollmarket), so he has less friction with Claire. Claire still senses that Jim hides something and tries to talk to him about it.

Jim and Toby are the ones who discover the hideout at the museum and basically trigger all the changeling-related events, including Enrique's kidnapping. Enrique is picked because Jim is a regular guest at Claire's house by this point, and Strickler feels that he can use another pair of eyes.

Jim is the one who goes to the concert with Claire in this AU, while Toby babysits Enrique. Claire is initially upset with Jim afterward as she thinks that Toby and Jim decided to prank her together, but after giving it some thought, tries to investigate what is wrong.

Jim still gets Grit-shaka from Draal and ends up exposing his connection to trolls before Douxie before running to fight Bular. Much like in the canon, Bular exposes Strickler.

Claire catches her fake brother herself and encounters Jim, asking if he knows too. Jim decides to tell her everything.

Kanjigar decides to face Bular head-on together with his team (plus Douxie, who joins at the last second). Together they slay him and recover the Killahead.

Now that everything is more or less safe, Claire comes to Kanjigar and asks him to save her brother. Jim and Toby join her pleas, and Jim says that he'll travel to the Darklands himself if Kanjigar disagrees. Kanjigar agrees after some consideration (the previous Trollhunters are against it, but Kanjigar reminds them that his team has slain Bular).

Strickler frees Angor Rot, much like in the canon. Angor, however, disobeys the first command to attack the Trollhunter and judge his skill and goes for Jim instead (he senses his shadow magic and decides to get rid of someone who can possibly become a second Morgana). In this fight, Jim manages to wrestle out the shadow staff. After some examination, Douxie allows him to use it - as the shadow staff, apparently, stabilizes Jim's rather chaotic magic.

The Trollhunters recover the first triumbric stone, but during the quest at the Quagawumps' swamp, the tragedy happens - Kanjigar dies, taking the hit from Angor meant for Claire (it's something that will haunt her for a while). The amulet chooses her as the next champion, but she is conflicted wondering if she can be a good one. After all, she couldn't protect her brother, and Kanjigar died because of her. Draal also doesn't help as he questions her worth (he isn't as bad as he was with Jim in the canon, but his words are still mean).

Jim, however, believes in Claire and says that she can be the best (after all, she is a quick learner, brave, and loyal). Claire starts training, hoping to be able to catch up quickly. Draal warms up eventually and comes to help her.

Angor doesn't make any deal with the Trollhunters in this AU, as he doesn't trust Jim by default. Douxie is the one who suggests stealing Inferna Copula from Strickler, but much like in the canon it ends destroyed, and Angor unleashes his anger at Strickler, Jim, and everyone else. Barbara walks in amid the fight and gets wounded. In this AU she learns everything without losing her memories. Obviously, she is mad at Strickler for using her to get to Jim.

Angor Rot is the first Claire's major opponent, but she manages to defeat him with the help of Jim, Toby, and Draal. Draal feels that his father is avenged and thanks Claire.

However, for Claire, it's not enough. She doesn't want to lose another team member, so goes to the Darklands alone (besides, she was the one who requested that mission to start with). She saves Enrique but ends up trapped.

And here's the problem - only the Trollhunter can open the portal to the Darklands. Jim tries to find an alternative solution and finds a book in Douxie's library about summoning spirits and letting them possess the body. There is a risk, however, as the one who performs it is more vulnerable to possession later, but Jim is willing to risk. He summons Kanjigar's spirit and the team heads into the Darklands to save Claire.

Gunmar getting out isn't the only consequence of that venture. Morgana senses Jim's mind's vulnerability and starts to take over. She resurrects Angor first, then contacts Gunmar.

No one realizes that something is off with Jim at first, chalking most of the stuff to the shadow magic acting up. Claire gets suspicious first and goes to Douxie, demanding if all of that is actually shadow magic. Douxie admits that his fellow student Morgana was odd at times too. After hearing that, Claire is even more worried, and she and Douxie encounter Jim - only to realize that Morgana already fully possesses him.

Claire and Douxie restrain possessed Jim and decide to travel inside his mind to free him. They also bring Toby and Barbara with them, as more meaningful people should make it more likely to succeed. Jim is free, and fighting Morgana gives him a better understanding of his own magic.

With Gunmar and Morgana around the team decides to wake up Merlin (per Douxie's suggestion). And, well, Merlin isn't excited to learn that Douxie got involved and even took a shadowmancer as an apprentice (he is pretty much convinced that Jim will end the same as Morgana if not worse).

Merlin also plans to turn Claire into a half-troll, but as Douxie is around, he investigates the ingredients and discovers what they might do. The team encounters Merlin, and he admits his intentions but tells everyone there is no other choice. Strickler, however, intervenes and makes a guess that there might be some alternative in the Janus Order's records, which turns out to be true. The alternative just requires some blood from a shadowmancer, which Jim gladly provides. Claire becomes a shapeshifter with the ability to change forms at will.

However, Merlin also comes to Jim regarding Morgana. It's possible to seal her inside the Shadow Realm, but all the links between it and the outside world should be cut, meaning that Jim should stay inside the Shadow Realm for good. Merlin appeals to Jim's insecurities and reminds him that the shadow magic is evil, convincing Jim that it'll be better for everyone.

However, Claire overhears this conversation and confronts Jim about it. She also reminds him that Merlin's solutions have already proved to be not the only answer and that their team has already found an alternative once, so it's possible to find another one.

The encouragement from Claire prompts Jim to craft his own spell for the first time to use against Morgana. So, once the Eternal Night comes, both Claire and Jim defeat Gunmar and Morgana respectfully.

@theonceandfuturetrollhunter, I know that you feel down now, so hopefully, this one cheers you up a bit:)

#tales of arcadia #toa au #what if scenario #jim lake jr #claire nuñez #trollhunter claire #shadowmancer jim #roles reversal au #text post #ask box

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jungk0oksthighs · 2 years

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Over The Odds | Outside

Pairing - jungkook x reader

Genre - angst, smut, fluff, S2L, ceo!jungkook, sugardaddy!jungkook

Word count - 1.4k

Drabble 9 - You run into a familiar face at the supermarket

warnings: swearing, self-loathing

FULL SERIES COLLECTION

Jungkook: I need to see you

Jungkook: Please talk to me Y/N

Jungkook: I’m so sorry that this has happened

Jungkook: You moved out of you apartment?

Jungkook: Where are you? Please call me

Jungkook: I miss you

You haven’t seen Jungkook for two weeks now, you’ve been sleeping in Jimin’s bed every night crying yourself to sleep as you scroll through the endless sea of articles and posts about the video leak. Jimin’s tried to put you on a phone ban, he thinks that torturing yourself the way you are is unhealthy and is only making things worse. He’s not wrong, you know you shouldn’t be Googling yourself every hour and reading each and every post that pops up but for whatever reason you can’t help it.

According to one of the many articles you’ve read Jungkook’s legal team are working tirelessly to find the source of the leak and have managed to get the original video taken down – of course people have saved and shared it on numerous websites by now, it’s still out there and probably always will be. You figure you can’t hide underneath Jimin’s bedsheets forever and that’s what’s lead you here, the local supermarket, at almost nine pm, even if you are wearing a black cap and face mask to try and conceal your identity from the public.

You’re standing in the queue with a basket full of snacks and a box of tampons when a familiar voice drags you from your thoughts, as well as a large palm resting on your shoulder.

“Y/N?” His voice is quiet and surprised.

Turning round you sigh with relief as soon as you register that you know this person, and that it’s not Jungkook. “Hey Taehyung.” You offer a small smile, though it can’t be seen through the fabric of your face covering.

“What are-, where have you-,” Taehyung’s tripping over his words, he’s holding two protein shakes and a few bars, you figure he’s just left the gym judging from his damp grey workout clothes, “How are you?” He asks with genuine concern, his big brown eyes swimming in sympathy.

“Fine.” Is the only word you manage to choke out, “How did you know it was me?”

“I recognised your bag.”

Note to self, change bag.

“Ah.” You nod as you move further down the checkout line, “Makes sense.”

There’s a brief pause while Taehyung internally battles with what to say, eventually going with, “He didn’t leak the video Y/N, his camera was stolen.”

“Not now Tae, I don’t wanna talk about this.” You’re putting your snacks and feminine products onto the conveyer belt, trying your god damn hardest not to crumble in front of his best friend.

“Don’t worry I’ll get those,” Taehyung adds his shopping to your pile and steps in front of you, red credit card in hand. “I don’t know if you know this but I got the original video taken down, the police are currently trying to trace the IP address it came from.”

“Thanks.” You mumble, feeling guilty for acting this way with him when he’s being nothing but nice to you. He’s a good person and whether you want to admit it or not you’ve missed his company, “How have you been?”

“Tired, but I’m okay,” Tae smiles reassuringly before his face drops, “He’s in a bad way though… He misses you.”

“So he keeps telling me.”

“You’ve spoken to him?” A flicker of hope brightens Taehyung’s features.

“No, he keeps texting and calling me but… I don’t want to talk to him.” And you mean that, the last time you saw him you were screaming at him for leaking the video – something everybody but you is adamant he didn’t do.

At this his best friend nods slowly, “Why haven’t you blocked his number then?”

“I-,” You open your mouth to speak but no words come out, why haven’t you blocked his number? You’re frowning, visibly confused, “I-, I don’t know.”

“Y/N…” Taehyung’s usually sharp features soften, “I promise you he didn’t do this.”

You sigh, tears beginning to cloud your vision, “If he didn’t then who did?”

“I’m working on it.”

“—Do you guys need a bag?” The male cashier asks lazily, presumably sick of his retail job, he’s looking between you waiting for an answer when suddenly a realisation dawns on him, “Holy shit, you’re that girl! The girl on the video!”

“Mhm.” You uncomfortably shift in place.

“Oh. So not only do you have a dead-end job that barely pays your rent but you’re a pervert as well!” Taehyung’s voice is loud, loud enough for you to freeze on the spot. He’s usually such a bubbly personality, you’ve never heard him call anybody out like this. “Fucking asshole. Who gave you the right to—"

“Taehyung it’s fine.”

“Nah it’s not fine Y/N,” Tae waves off you words as he chuckles humourlessly to himself, the young man staring at him with wide eyes, “You’re lucky there’s a security camera up there.” He points to the ceiling.

“Can we have a bag?” You cut Taehyung’s threat short, dumbfounded that he’s even making threats in the first place.

“Yeah, uh-, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend you. It’s just well, yknow you’re famous. I’m sorry.”

“Just scan our shit and stop talking.” Tae bites, aggressively throwing everything into the bag once he’s begrudgingly paid for it, “I’m so sorry Y/N, I should go back and take that guys jaw for a walk.” He says to you as you both walk out of the supermarket, he’s swinging the bag of snacks with each step, only to be seen by two camera men who are waiting outside.

“Y/N! Y/N over here! Any comments on the leak?”

“Can you confirm if yours and Jungkook’s relationship was a façade?”

“Y/N any plans to release any more adult content? You’ve got a lot of fans!”

“Where’s Jungkook?”

You pull your cap further down your face in a final attempt to conceal your teary eyes, this is exactly why you haven’t been leaving the house. Naively you thought the buzz surrounding this story would’ve died down by now, but no, you can’t even buy snacks and tampons in peace without somebody recognising you from that god damn video.

“Come on I’ll give you a ride.” Taehyung rushes you into his silver Audi, closing the passenger door behind you, “Leave your cap on they’re still here.”

As tears cascade down your cheeks at a rather impressive speed, Taehyung drives off equally as fast. His profile is set rock solid, you know he’s angry and truthfully so are you, you just want this to stop. It’s when you remove your cap and messily wipe away your tears that he glances in your direction with an sympathetic look.

“Are you staying at Jimin’s place?”

“Yeah, I got kicked out my apartment so...” You exhale, looking at the quiet road ahead of you, “Thanks Taehyung.”

“No need to thank me,” He changes gear, “Even if you’re not my best friend’s girlfriend anymore you’re still my friend. I’ve always got your back.”

“Thank you.” You say quietly, stomach flipping with regret as it dawns on you that he’s right – you’re not Jungkook’s girlfriend anymore.

“And if you need any legal help, when we find out who did this… I’ve got you, okay?”

You take a beat before you muster up the courage to ask what’s really on your mind, “How bad is he?”

Tae looks in your direction for a brief moment, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, “He’s a mess. He’s hired three private investigators to get to the bottom of this, I’ve never seen him like this.”

“Do you think I should call him?”

“I know it would mean a lot to him if you did.”

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emmalovesfitzloved · 5 months

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Last question, who are your fav downwolders and why?

Ahh… well it has to be….

The one….

The only….

💫Magnus Bane! 🥂

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Queue the music!

Now. Reasons reasons reasons. Where to begin.

I took my time thinking about this question bc there are quite a few downworlders I have an affinity to. But the showdown where it was REALLY hard to pick one or the other was the battle of the warlocks…

Tessa or Magnus.

On the one hand, I love Tessa So much (wrote a piece on why you can find here hehe) and I truly think she is a timeless character (well before she became literally timeless ie. immortal) and her influence throughout the shadowhunter world is iconic, relevant and enduring.

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However… her choices and inner narrative became a bit clumsy dealt with and a bit inconsistent unlike Magnus’s, as the shadowhunter novels went on. Of course, characters are allowed to change, grow, develop at any age, but her character felt slightly manipulated in the writing? All for the sake of peddling the plot. Not to get TOO into the whole herongraystairs touchy topic but I do think as I’ve grown up and done over a handful of rereads I do spot the slight manipulation that started then, which kind of set a precedence in her character throughout. I adore Jem but he as well was felt a bit clumsily. Topic for another time.

Meanwhile Magnus, while through his own self discoveries and through his own immortalities feels more cleaner in plot. He’s necessary, vibrant, witty and is that character that you ALWAYS look forward to reading. He is That character that just lights up a room and you wait with baited breath on what he’s going to say next. His air of lightness that he brings into every interaction makes you be able to read and listen to him all day long. With long promises made of laughter, sage advice, experience, history and adventure.

“I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?""A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus (City of Ashes).

And because of this, when he is being serious, his words strike you when you least expect it and leave you stunned.

“You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is All” (Clockwork Princess).

His bisexuality was handled wonderfully, and was truly one of the first stories I think our generation read where the sexual identity wasn’t about coming out but already at the stage of acceptance and fun loving. He remains respectful and doesn’t want Alec to rush out of the closet but rather does the best thing- inspire Alec to be the best version of himself in life which is finite. That’s the best thing a partner can really do for you.

However he isn’t a Mary Sue bc in every series he stars in the reader sees his vulnerabilities in pure daylight. And also has a plot line that challenges his Yodha immortal dogmas. Will being one weakness of his in TID, Camille and how she mistreated him and being alone in a very sad world. I don’t think these topics were explored nearly as well with Tessa.

“You left me. You made a pet out of me, and then you left me. If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me” (City of Fallen Angels).

And of course, his relationship and development with Alec is my top 3 relationships in all the shadowhunter world. It felt natural, wonderful, sizzling, exciting and steadfast. Didn’t feel too young or naive like I sometimes feel when reading Clace, but new enough to feel like the honeymoon will never end. And I think in part it’s because of Magnus bringing out the best in people, and how Alec chose him. Of all the people Magnus helps out, he actually doesn’t really ask much in return. But for once Alec did a double take on him and let Magnus take the reins of where their relationship will lead them. With great readership payoff 🥹💍

“You could give me the past,“ he said a little sadly. “But Alec is my future” (City of Fallen Angels).

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In fact, he has SO much to offer we got standalones, his own mini series with his partner and constant features in further novellas stories. There is no other character in the Shadowhunter chronicles who has been that centre stage as him. And he deserves all of it.

Favourite Swiftie songs that r HIS:

• BEJEWELED

• Begin Again

• Welcome to New York

• You’re in Love

• Karma

• You’re Not Sorry

• Ours

• I Know Places

• You’re on Your Kid

• Castles Crumbling

• The Last Great American Dynasty

• The 1

• Hoax

So yeah the superlative for the best Downworlder has to go to the delightfully and wonderfully written…

Magnus Bane <3

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So yeah! I hope the answer makes up for the wait @imabitchforjemcarstairs ILY! And thank you so much for the lovely ask!

P.s. if any artist doesnt want to be affiliated, kindly DM me and I’ll remove your lovely art and mention from the post :))

#bejeweled magnus #magnus bane #shadowhunters essay #TSC #TES #cassandra clare #TDA #TLH #Malec #TID #ask #iamabitchforjemcarstairs

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The Crux Clash

Character(s): Childe xgn! reader Tags: Sort of fluff , established relationship Warnings: might be ooc , other than that none. Word Count: 1153 Notes: me and Shiro/@intothegenshinworld 's entry for the prompt "Watching the Crux Clash with a character of your choice. The character enters the Crux Clash as well." This was really fun to write although it did take me forever to finish but it's done and we can move forward in the game LOL Dictionary: моё солньышко - "my sunshine" , золотце - "darling/honey, or even precious" (thank you @flesh-and-silk for helping me with this)

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It wasn’t unusual for Childe to pull you away from your house to go do things with him. Though usually the activities he wanted to do with you stayed close to Liyue Harbor. This time, however, he’s pulling you excitedly quite a way away from the bustling streets of Liyue Harbor. His hand in yours as he leads you to who knows where.

You decided to simply let him lead to your destination, which shouldn’t have been a surprise when the two of you neared a clearing with a ring in the middle by one the islands of Guyun Stone Forest. You cocked your head to the side slightly, curious as you look over the small crowd loitering around the circle. “What’s happening over there?” you asked but before Childe could answer you, a loud feminine voice rung through the air, “Everyone that plans to participate in The Crux Clash, sign up at the table!”

Everything clicked for you then and there. That explains Childe’s giddiness and all-over-the-place energy that wafts from him in waves. “You’re planning on participating, aren’t you?” you asked, looking at him. He nods enthusiastically, “Yes! It’s the perfect event to put my hand-to-hand prowess to the test and learn new techniques!”

You shook your head at his enthusiasm, he always loved throwing himself into things that tested his fighting prowess and ways in which he could improve it. You worried sometimes that one day he’d get himself into some trouble thanks to his bloodlust for battle. A squeeze to your hand bought you back from your thoughts, you met his eyes again, seeing the boyish grin on his face. “You’ll watch me win, yeah?” he asked, his eyes crinkling at the sides as he looked at you.

“That’s a bold claim. You haven’t even signed up yet and you’re already thinking you’d win.” Amusement laced your words as your own grin formed on your face.

Childe waved off your words with a motion of his hand, “I’m confident in my hand-to-hand combat, моё солнышко. I’ll definitely win.”

You shake your head at him a smile on your face, what are you going to do about that confidence of his? You look at him, giving an affectionate squeeze to his hand, “Then go sign up and win, but just so you know, you’re going to pay for dinner tonight once this is all over. Call it compensation for inevitably making me worried about you getting hurt.”

He laughs, nodding his head, “Dinner’s on me then.”

With that and a boyish grin he sends your way, he goes to the table, standing in a short queue by the table to sign up. You could only smile at the sight of him fidgeting while waiting for his turn, a show of how restless he is, a sign of excitement. While waiting for him, you look at the small, gathered crowd. Your eyes quickly catch a glimpse of a few masked figures standing close to the ring, chattering amongst themselves. What are they doing here? You wondered.

Childe walked up to you, a grin on his face. “All signed up, I presume?” you asked, smiling back at him.

He nodded enthusiastically, “All set, I have a few minutes before the tournament starts so I’ll do a few stretches to loosen up.” He moved next to you, starting some arm stretches. Your eyes moved towards the group of masked individuals. “Hey,” you glanced over at the ginger next to you, pointing discreetly towards the group of masked individuals, “Aren’t those some of your subordinates?”

“What?” he asked, eyes looking in the direction you’re pointing towards, eyes widening slightly at the group of Fatui. “What are they doing here?”

You had to stifle your laughter at the shocked look on his face, “Probably caught wind that you’re going to be participating and came to cheer you on.”

Childe’s expression goes through a multitude of different expressions before sticking to a nervous grin, “Now I really can’t lose.”

You nodded, patting his shoulders with an amused grin, “Gotta save some face in front of your fan club, yeah.”

He sagged slightly, a pout forming on his face, “That makes it sound like you didn’t think I’d win, моё солнышко.”

You chuckled at his pout, “Of course I believe you’ll win, золотце. But with your underlings around, you gotta show off even more.”

He pouts for a moment longer before putting on, what you assume, to be his game face. He continued stretching, chattering away with you until the tournament officially starts. That loud, feminine voice from before, that you could now see belonged to the Captain of the Crux Fleet, announced the beginning of round one. You and Childe watched the brawls between contestants, waiting for his turn to come around. You could see that Childe was focusing intensely on the fighters, digesting their every move, logging it in his mind for future use.

His name was called along with one of the other participants, indicating it was his turn. Before he left, you quickly took hold of his hand and pulled him towards you for you to plant a soft kiss on his cheek. You grinned at him, “Goodluck! And try not to get too hurt.” With a nod, he left for the ring with a sheepish grin and a soft shade of red dusting his cheeks.

You watched him as he fought in the ring, over and over again. Every round you watched with bated breath as he fought, every time he won, you cheered along with the crowd. Sometimes you’d look over at the group of Fatui, watching them cheer for Childe with every victory.

It was the final round, Childe standing confidently in the ring, facing his opponent with a confident smirk on his face. His opponent seemed more tense, respectfully so, Childe had beaten his other opponents swiftly and with trained skill. You kind of felt bad for the guy who made it to the last round. Childe wasn’t going to make it an easy fight.

You watched the round progress, entranced like the rest of the crowd by the fight, scared to miss something by even so much as blinking. Safe to say the opponent tried their best and even had a few close chances to pin Childe down but at the end of the day, Childe knocked his opponent down and won the round. Loud cheers echoed from the crowd, your own cheer mingling with everyone else’s.

Childe was given the prize for winning which concluded the tournament. You smiled at him as he jogged towards you, a big smile on his face, “Told you I’d win.”

You rolled your eyes, pulling him into a quick kiss, “I never doubted that.”

The rest of the evening after the tournament was spent getting back to Liyue Harbor and as promised, a lovely dinner date with The Crux Clash Winner.

#chaoffee fics #astronetwrk #genshin x reader #genshin x gn reader #childe x reader #childe x you #childe x gn reader #the dragon dances not through rain and tide #genshin impact

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