#or in some cases they just take up their family's Pantheon

[atherix]

Hi guys have a little ficlet? I decided it didn’t fit into the main story so it’s going onto tumblr exclusive status hehe Also I’m lowkey sick right now and I can’t think to write today thanks

CW? I guess? Because some of this comes across as pretty Religious Talk so

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“Grandfather?”

The King doesn’t look down at the child standing next to him, instead gazing out across the realm, all the way to the sea and what lies beyond. Scar looks up up up at him- distant and so far away, untouchable and cold.

“Yes, my Grandson?” the King speaks, voice soft and flat. 

Scar fidgets with his hands, turning back to look through the balcony railings. “What am I?” he asks after a moment of hesitation, the question echoing oddly around.

There is a moment of silence from the King, and Scar’s heart races.

“You are a Prince,” the King says simply.

“One of the healers you bring here says I should not be,” Scar says carefully, hesitantly. “They say I am not even Fae.”

The King finally looks at him, though Scar doesn’t dare look up. “Yet I, the Fae King, am saying you are a Prince, and you are Fae. Would you take the word of a healer over the word of your Grandfather and King?”

“No!” Scar says quickly, looking up at him. “No, but- is being Human really so bad? That- that some Fae won’t even see me as Fae?”

Despite the suns resting across from one another in the sky, lighting up the world around them, Scar can’t make out the expression on his grandfather’s face. It’s like a shadow is being cast, obscuring him from sight even as he pulls away from the rail, kneeling down in front of Scar. Even nearly on his knees, he’s taller than Scar can ever imagine being.

He reaches out and brushes the loose, wispy strands of Scar’s hair away from his face, almost gentle as he traces the braids. They’re tight, and the ribbons and vines woven through them, tied to a veil in the back, hide just how short his hair is right now. Scar can’t help but lean into his grandfather’s touch despite how cool his skin is.

“You,” the King says, “are you. You are Fae and you are Human. You are both of these at the same time. You are the proof that our world is changing.” The King moves his hand away, setting it on Scar’s shoulder now. Scar watches him quietly. “The Pantheons have a plan for you.”

“How can they have a plan for me?” Scar asks, tilting his head. “How can they have a plan for me when I probably won’t even grow up?”

“Everyone has a role to play,” the King says. “The gods give us these roles. Nothing happens when nothing is done- we cannot stand idly by and wait for it to change. We must act to make the change and fulfill the plan.” He pauses, studying Scar from behind the shadows in his face, and Scar can’t bring himself to ask about his own role. “There are no mistakes in this world. Everything that happens has always been planned. Your birth, your existence is neither accident nor mistake. You have a role to play in this world. It is the role of your family to see you grow, safe and strong, to take on your role. One day, everything will be made clear.”

The King turns away, towards the horizon again. Scar glances over, seeing the suns lowering towards the sea. They cast the world in orange and gold, glimmering and burning.

“Regardless what any person might say to you,” the King says softly, “you are Fae. You are a Prince. You are Human. You are all of these things, and one day you shall be even more.” He looks back at Scar, and for one brief moment Scar sees fire. “All you have to do is wait.”

“Wait?” Scar frowns. “But didn’t you just say...”

The King tilts his head. His smile is cool and distant, but it settles something in Scar’s chest- like comfort, like love, like everything will be just fine.

“One day your waiting will come to an end,” he says. “One day will come the time to stop waiting. Just watch for the signs. You’ll find your place when the time is right. Until then...”

He moves his hand from Scar’s shoulder and stands, gaze back on the horizon and the everything beyond. “Be patient and learn. The answers will present themselves, but you must look for them. Watch and wait until you know your next step, and then...”

“... Act.”

#Midnight Series #Tumblr Exclusive #I so want to write more with Fae King Grandpa #but he won't show up again for a couple more fics #he'll be there for Tubbo's Debut and Scar's birthday tho #so #more is coming #if Stitch tells you to beware one of the King's appearances don't listen to them #I am sick and my brain will not write Tubbo's birthday #I know what I want but my brain will not comply #I think I shall nap #also just saying if you haven't figured out the pantheons are religions... yeah they're basically religions #only they're all real and true at the same time #everyone knows every Pantheon is real and they choose their Pantheon based on their own morals wants and/or needs #or in some cases they just take up their family's Pantheon #unless they're Supernatural in which case they're generally born into a Pantheon #(or Turned to one) #also totally possible to follow more than one Pantheon ex. BDubs and the Vex following the Fae and Death Pantheons #why am I rambling about the Pantheons in the tags #HEY FUN FACT I'm atheist but I find religions absolutely FASCINATING especially with how they had shaped entire civilizations #thus why the cultures in Midnight are so heavily influenced by their Pantheons/gods #anyway I need to stop I am. sleby

[yiga-hellhole]

twili headcanons 🫵

you sly dog. i'll have you know i am actually working on a lore doc RIGHT NOW . but let me whip some up anyhow!!

twili are the mixed and shuffled descendants of basically all of hyrule's peoples. though most of the population has gotten kind of a "standardized" appearance, noble families with pickier marriages will resemble their ancestral equivalents more

zant's family is primarily zora descendant, while midna's is gerudo/sheikah

the glowing markings on their body can be from birth to signify clan lineages, attained through life stages (appear on the skin when entering puberty, coming of age, pregnancy, etc), or with a careful hand can be tattooed. the royal house's tattoo is on twili midna's upper right thigh. on zant, this same mark (though missing the squiggle that signifies a ruling monarch) is on his back

that being said, i've talked about this before, but the black markings on twili bodies are like membranes that cover their sanitary areas. that's how they can walk around nude and you see nut'n at all.

on that same note, clothing is purely a way to signify status or personal taste. clergy, royalty, and palatial staff all wear some sort of head covering in humility though. high clergy is the most thoroughly covered, being the only ones clad head to toe

many twili are obligate carnivores. a lot of light world foods make them sick, too

having been cast aside by the light world, there's a cultural shunning of hyrule's deities, as well. instead, they've developed somewhat of their own pantheon, of which the sols are the conduits.

as i said, there's no day/night cycle, nor a seasonal one, so people tend to go to sleep and rise at their own schedules. there's always *somebody* bound to be awake to attend to some duty or other. that is to say, nobody's really in quite a rush most of the time.

all twili have an inherent knack for magic, but mostly in the sense of little charms and telekinesis. noble houses, the clergy, and scholarship are most actively involved with magic, leading to the creation of complex spells and structuring of magitech contraptions that rival, if not scarily succeed, sheikah traditions.

the throne isn't inherited per se, as the reigning monarch's children are electable candidates for the throne. from each noble house, the most talented caster is chosen as a candidate, and upon the perishing of the monarch, the most suitable candidate is elected.

the twili palace is just one of the locations in the realm - normally it's on a cliff, but zant lifted the whole shit into the sky to avoid beef with every other noble house in the realm. it kind of resembles the dark world/lorule in that it is similar to hyrule, but a lot more barren. oceans are uninhabitable, a lot of it is desert, and with the lack of a sun, dense vegetation only clusters around where Sols are being maintained. with the lack of inhabitable water the zora descendant twili are pissed off to all hell 24/7

hair length is correlated to marriage candidacy for adults. twili of marrying age will either have a full head of hair that they refuse to cut, or at least a strand or two of considerable length. bangles are the most common engagement gift, which are meant to be tied at the end of a braid at the proposal. after a couple years, if the husband(s) (usually, but wives can too) of the pair so choose, it become socially acceptable to cut the hair and wear the bangle elsewhere on the body, like on jewelry

other than that, twili are excessively laid-back, no-strings-attached, and a touch frivolous. having many flings before marriage is commonplace, as it takes a good bit for emotional attachment to kick in. (this isn't the case for zant, specifically, whatsoever)

#madman's rambling #asked and answered #loz headcanons #twili musing #THANK U AVID I WILL HAVE MORE LATERRR!!! #avidcollectorofdust

[cabinofimagines]

At the Museum

I am back for NOW I still have braincells which will be consumed SOON by my blorbo's. I changed the request slightly, so although the reader is from Camp Half-Blood, their godly parent is not specified! Closely based on this thing written by Riordan

Gods my thesis is killing me

Pairing: FAMILY! platonic! Magnus Chase and Annabeth Chase x FAMILY PLATONIC GN!reader Chase Request: could you do something where reader, annabeth, and magnus are cousins and readers a daughter of apollo or hecate. like her/their parent was natalie's twin. this has been in my mind forever and i thought i would share it. Word count: ~1.8k Warnings: same amount of death jokes as the Magnus Chase books

-Asnyox

You only ever had vague memories of your time with your family. Laughter, sand in your face, perhaps it was at a beach, maybe it was a sandpit. It didn’t matter anymore, for although those memories once were the only thing you had left of spending time with your family it no longer was. After Magnus ‘disappeared’ (read; ran away and died and then came back to life) you finally managed to stay connected with your cousin.

You see, although your parents always wrote the lack of connection to Magnus and his mom off as ‘religious differences’, but that didn’t mean it had to stay that way.

This weekend, Annabeth invited you and Magnus to come to New York for a visit. You had been staying at camp after summer, however with the newly revived and resurfaced cousin Magnus being able to come over you did not hesitate. Annabeth noticed that there was an exhibit at the Discovery Center in Times Square called The Vikings and decided it would be perfect to meet at. You know, given that Magnus apparently was the son of a Norse god, and neither you or Annabeth were too well versed in that pantheon.

“You bring me to New York and show me Vikings?” Magnus sighed, “I’ve got enough of those in Boston.” “Look I think it’s important to understand your world Magnus,” Annabeth smiled, “and I promise to take you to Mamoun’s Falafel and Shawarma afterwards,” “It’s a lot less boring than the Greek architecture exhibit,” You commented. Annabeth punched your arm softly. “I will just ask Percy next time (Y/n), no more bonding time for us.” She joked and you gasped. “Betrayal!” You exclaimed, and you noticed Magnus smiling. After a moment of hesitation, you spoke up again, “It sucks, you know, that we just,” you looked at your cousins sadly, “That we never got to be a family together. No holidays, or meetings. I barely even knew what you would look like Magnus!”

“But we can catch up now,” Annabeth softly grabbed your hand and squeezed it, “right some wrongs or something.” Magnus nodded. “I literally have all the time of the world now,” he shrugged, “most of the time anyways. We’ll be a family from now on, help each other and stuff.” “Yeah, that’s nice,” you sighed, “I’m glad.”

“Well, let’s get the exhibition over so I can get some falafel.”

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One of the first things you saw was a full-sized reconstruction of a Viking River boat. The most impressive part? Someone made it with historical tools, meaning no saws and no machines. Magnus commented on how, if the boat would have been more portable, he could’ve taken it with him on his quest to stop Ragnarök. Sadly, unlike the one he got, which folds into a handkerchief, this one he could not carry around.

“Huh, life must have been pretty hard for Vikings back in the day then,” you joked, eliciting laughter from both your cousins. It was then that Magnus gasped.

“The Hammer of Thor! I found it! That was legit the easiest quest ever.” He pointed at a display case, “You know, this is the second time I found it.” You quietly laughed as Annabeth go a mischievous smile on her face. “This is just a silver replica,” she pointed out and Magnus sighed, “The Norse wore these all the time, kind of how Christians wore crosses.” “Dammit!” Magnus exclaimed. The security glared at him, and he looked apologetically at them, “sorry.”

As you were walking together through the exhibition, there was some comfortable banter between the three of you. At a depiction of Jormungand, Magnus noted how it did not look like the serpent at all, while you joked when coming across a necklace made from beads that that person must have spent a lot of years at camp. At one point, Annabeth looked a little melancholic when she saw a bracelet that looked like Thalia’s.

“Must be why Valkyries wear keys on their belts,” Magnus guessed. “So they can lock up their stuff and flog anyone who tries to take it.”

“I want to meet these Valkyries,” Annabeth said.

“I can introduce you to one,” Magnus offered, “You both can come to Boston and meet my friends,” he pondered, “Perhaps there will be a Greek Mythology exhibit, so I can get you back for bringing me here.”

“I will take you up for that, Magnus.” You cackled.    

Further into the exhibit, you stumbled onto bones from an actual Norseman. There was a lot of information about how the living situation of this person had been, however Magnus tried to lighten the situation. “I’m pretty sure I did Bikram yoga to the death with this dude last week,” Magnus squinted his eyes as if to examine the bones more closely, “he must be an einherji now.” “How do you do yoga to the death?” Annabeth asked, before her eyes widened, “Wait. I don’t think I actually want to know.”

Quickly after you entered the room with Norse instruments. Among everything there was something that looked, and sounded, suspiciously familiar.

“Is that a kazoo?” you guessed, “Did Vikings invent the kazoo? I am going to change religions.” “Ugh,” Annabeth said. “I got Percy a kazoo as a joke one time, and he would not stop playing it. It’s literally his only musical talent.” “Where is Percy?” Magnus asked. “I though I’d get to meet him.” Annabeth frowned. “He’s studying. He is not allowed to do anything fun until he passes his midterms.” “Ouch,” Magnus said, “His mom grounded him?” “Nope,” you interjected, smiling knowingly. “I did,” Annabeth said, “If he doesn’t graduate high school, he doesn’t get to go to college at New Rome with me. And if that happens, I will have to kill him with a kazoo.” “That is if he doesn’t die during the,” you flailed your arms around a little, “‘Godly entrance exam quest’ or whatever bullshit he has to do.” Annabeth sighed, “Yeah, because saving the world twice is not enough for a scholarship apparently.” Magnus looked at the two of you as if you were crazy, “You know that, even if it’s ‘to the death’ at least Valhalla has free education.” “I would rather not have Percy die yet, but thanks for the offer.” Annabeth sighed, “Are those Viking ice-skates?”

“They’re made out of deer bones, they used to be strapped to your shoes.” You mused, “looks pretty metal to me, to be honest. Just, whip out your bones, to your shoes and away you go!” “Sideways,” Magnus speculated, “straight into the nearest tree.” “I’d hate to see Viking skis,” Annabeth said. “You would need really big deer for those.” You commented, before moving along to the next display full of Viking swords.

“That’s sad,” Annabeth said, “Nothing is left but corroded metal.” “Oh, you should’ve seen Jack when I pulled him out of the river,” Magnus said, “He looked much worse.” “You named your sword Jack?” you questioned him. “No, he named himself that.” Magnus answered. “He … what?” “I’ll introduce you later. But I’m warning you, once he starts talking, he doesn’t shut up.”

“Your sword talks?” Annabeth asked and Magnus nodded nonchalantly. “Does he also talk to other swords? Or weapons?” you asked, and Magnus kept nodding. “I’ll let him answer for himself, I am sure he would love the attention,” Magnus grimaced, “just not here and now.”

You agreed to keep going forward. There were several pieces of jewellery, including a broach that looked amazing despite being on the earth for thousands of years. “I think it’s supposed to resemble the pendant on Brisingamen, Freya’s necklace,” Magnus mused, “It looks nice, but the real necklace is much fancier.” “Why are you blushing?” Annabeth asked. “I am not blushing,” Magnus insisted, “Freya just has a nice ear- uh, necklace. I mean necklace.”

You were already standing a bit further, reading the text next to some shoes with spikes in them. “Hey Magnus,” said boy turned to look at you, “did you know that if you die a dishonourable death and you go to Helheim, you are buried with spikes on your shoes like this? Apparently the road to Hel is icy and slippery.” “I did not know,” he remarked, “but wouldn’t deer-ski’s be faster?” he joked. “Personally,” Annabeth piped in, “I’d go for the deer bone ice skates. Can’t die by hitting a tree if you’re already dead, right?” All three of you laughed, before moving onto the next display. It contained a magic amulet, used for cursing your enemies or protecting yourself from rune magic.

“I wish Hearthstone was here,” Magnus said, “He would love this.” “Yeah,” Annabeth said, “Carter and Sadie would think that was pretty awesome too.” “Why does everyone know people that I don’t?” you said.

“Oh, Hearthstone is a friend of mine,” Magnus clarified, “He’s an elf, I guess. Likes rune magic.” “Yeah, and Carter and Sadie are some uh… Egyptian friends of mine.”

You looked at her, “Egyptian? Are you telling me-“ “Maybe we’ll talk about that at lunch,” Annabeth said, “Over falafel and a large bottle of Advil.”

As you moved further with Annabeth you both shuddered at a bunch of sickles. “I don’t like sickles. They remind me of a certain Titan,” Annabeth elaborated, but as you both kept walking you didn’t notice that Magnus lingered at this exhibit.

You see, the sickles were actually a talisman that was the symbol of Frey. They would be used for the harvest. And maybe it was Magnus’s imagination, but the light seemed to get brighter and warmer in the display case when he looked.

“Hey dad,” Magnus said, after which he reluctantly moved along.

One of the last displays of the exhibit was a bunch of little silver Valkyrie amulets. As Magnus caught up to you and Annabeth he spoke up, “Sam would love these,” “I’ve got to meet Samirah one of these days,” Annabeth said, “She sounds great.” “Yeah,” Magnus said, “Just try not to meet her the way I did, by dying.” “I think if we die, we get a different afterlife,” you commented, but Annabeth ignored you. “Deal,” she said, “Ready for some falafel?”

“The answer to that is always yes,”

And as you headed out to get lunch, a little bit of your family got repaired. It might be a while until you were as close as you were when you were little, but in time it will get better. That is, if no one died an early death (again).

#request #magnus chase #annabeth chase #x reader #reader insert #heroes of olympus #requests #admin asja #cabinofimagines #coi #asja writes #MCGA #x you #y/n #platonic #family #gn reader #magnus chase x reader #annabeth chase x reader #magnus chase and the gods of asgard #Vikings in Time's Square #rick riordan or sth #admin asnyox

[acertainmoshke]

New and Improved Writeblr Intro

I didn't really know what I was doing the first time and my WIP priorities have changed, so here we go again.

Call me Moshke Palmoni (they/them). I spend as much time as I can writing, but that is not as much as it might be because there's also a lot of life going on right now. I also like to read, knit, collect vintage ephemera, and play with my cat. Most of my time currently is taken up with fixing up the 100-year-old house I just bought. It's lovely but it was not cared for in the last couple decades and the previous owners made some interesting decisions. I also visit libraries and museums as much as possible.

Active WIPs

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To Die Among the Stars

First draft about half done at ~50k words.

In the future, 20 people are sent into space on a second test of an FTL drive, aiming for a habitable planet. The first test was a disaster, so this time they’re more careful—the volunteers are only needed for data on how humans fare at faster than light speeds, so they are selected from prisons and “mental wellness centers” and areas where people would agree to a suicide mission for the promise of feeding their families. No one expects them to live, just to provide enough data to improve the next test. Told from 4 POVs: Pixel, a semiverbal black market modder; Ri, who has so many illicit mods embedded in his body he can no longer experience the world the way most people do; Zippy, a young disabled woman desperate to support her family; and Peppermint, a genetic experiment combining human and cat DNA raised in a lab with only a sentient android for company. Despite all expectations, the group bands together for survival.

Taglist: @hd-literature

A Blade of Ice

In the outlining stage.

Working title. Part of the Legends of Halara series, which follows 1,000 years of fantasy kingdom history. About 300 years into that history, Princen Aryel is born. Aryel is never good at going along with expectations but has a certain duty eso must follow to take care of eson kingdom. Aryel is one of three royal children and not expected to rule, but after eson youngest sibling dies relatively young Aryel has to take on the responsibilities of both leading the army in a generation-long war and leading the kingdom through a time of shortages and despair. Aryel often clashes with the noble advisors in ways eson sibling never did, and the balance between who Aryel is at war and who eso is at court is not an easy one. It certainly doesn't help that in a world of politically arranged marriages, Aryel always seems to be in love with the wrong person.

Worldbuilding Links for Halara: cultural genders are explained here (with pictures of clothing styles here) and non-human gender systems here. This is a basic post about their pantheon of deities and this is a post containing maps of all the local kingdoms.

Cold Iron

In the outlining stage.

Shakatra is 107 years old. They are also 33. They are a rare case of a Fae changeling surviving to adulthood without being killed or dying from iron exposure or the weak constitution common among Fae children chosen to be left. They survived long enough to gain magical strength not only beyond any human but beyond many of the more minor Fae. They used to use this to exert power over Wild Fae, to protect humanity, to exact revenge, or just for fun. Now, however, they are widowed and retired with two kids to take care of. Their brother Kris, also their best (only?) friend is equally happy to be done with that world. Neither of them are prepared for it to find them again. When there is a Fae threat against the entire world, Shakatra may be the only one with the power to stop it and enough love of humanity to bother. But things are not what they seem and questions of betrayal, priorities, and what they are willing to do to protect the life they've built are harder to fight than a direct battle, insidious like the creeping poison of iron.

Links: Character posts here and here.

Backburner WIPs

Time to Kill

Working title. Esther Dahan is part of one of the first teams ever sanctioned to use time travel technology. Against all historical odds, they aren’t cops or soldiers—they’re anthropologists. Her team specializes in Jewish history specifically, and as tough as it is to leave her young daughter behind for long stretches the team is like her family as they get to truly experience what life was once like, always careful not to change anything (the butterfly effect having been disproven, they must still not share too much information or come in contact with major figures). And yet, something is off. In more and more time periods, they find suspicious activity. But they can never quite get enough proof to convince anyone why this matters—why they should believe that these scientists found the first known rogue travelers. It’s not until trying to solve the mystery on their own leads to Esther’s life being torn apart that they’re taken seriously, and even then her team might be the only ones capable of finding out the truth and stopping something even worse.

A Tangled Knot of Gold

Also in the Legends of Halara series, about 200 years into the kingdom's history. Tlapil is the cousin of the heir to the throne, Soter, who is also the only person who treats eso like a person because eso is semi-verbal with unusual body language and interests. Tlapil's main useful skill seems to be mapmaking, but when the kingdom needs unusual solutions Tlapil's ready to help—along with eson only other friend, who happens to be a slime. Having proven esonself, eso holds a respectable position as advisor to eson cousin, but when tragedy threatens to tear apart the entire kingdom it might be up to Tlapil to find a way to hold it together.

Falling Petals

A story of imperfect love and family and undiagnosed disability across generations (they're all autistic before they would have been called that). Ira Katz was born in 1913, the only child of Russian Jewish immigrants. He was clever and charming, but there was always something off-putting about him. He didn't understand why blunt observations and mean jokes went unappreciated. He would give long and detailed lectures on his interests, which included photography, without regard to anyone else's level of interest. He spent his adult life working in the drugstore he inherited from his father and had 4 children with his wife, though he never knew how to connect, loving them from a distance.

Ira's second child, Daniel (born 1939), was also odd and isolated. He was gentle and generous but mocked for being sensitive, for his silly attempts at being serious and adult too soon. So he learned to channel his pain from tears to rage and disappear into comic books to forget about the world. He learned to script friendly conversations so no one could see his confusion or pain. He studied architecture because it was more manly than becoming a librarian, married a teacher, and had twin daughters. He refused to become his father--he never mocked his kids and he spent some time with them--but the pain and overwhelm and frustration would burst out of him in rages that terrified them.

One of Daniel's daughters, Shoshana (born 1961) was also odd. She was bright but seemed young for her age, clinging to toys her sister had long discarded. She had a bad habit of freezing when confused or scared, so she would stare blankly and just not answer people. She cried easily. She read constantly but failed out of college and ended up back with her parents and no chance of marrying or living alone. She convinced herself she was stupid.

And then Shoshana's sister had a daughter, Naomi (born 1987). Naomi was odd in a way Shoshana recognized, and she was determined not to project her own pain onto her niece but to use this chance to break the cycle of pain and give a child a chance to grow up loving herself and her differences.

#moshke writes #writeblr #writeblr intro #yes it's only been a couple months and some of this is the same #but I have learned some things since then

[black-klok-youth-pastor]

Charles and MMA Theory

Okay, I came up with this theory a while ago (and has been sitting in my drafts collecting dust for months until this point) but haven’t really shared it in that many places. Bare in mind this is also a sort of weird fan theory of a fan theory, that being the popular Dadlacia theory (the one where Salacia is Charles’s biological father in case you don’t know) so feel free to take this with a massive grain of salt, as we gather around the Pepe Silvia board to ask this one question that just clicked one day. That being:

What if Charles Offdensen and the Metal Masked Assassin were half brothers?

Now admittedly both characters are wrapped in mystery, so of course there’s gonna be a lot of fan speculation on both of them, albeit the main smoking gun is that we at least learn MMA’s backstory in Doomstar Requiem (in song form):

“Born and left alone Never knew his mother Who was killed during birth but left him a brother”

This verse seems to suggest that MMA and 216’s father wasn’t in the picture, either by neglect or being absent altogether, essentially leaving 216 to raise MMA by himself (which is particularly messed up since they seem to be a bit close in age). Sure in complete fairness in a sung-through musical like this we don’t have time for every single detail, but the specific word choice intrigues me.

And if you know the basic Dadlacia theory y’know where I’m going with this, mainly the infamous scene in the cold open of Fatherklok where Charles is suspiciously wistful about how it feels to lose the strength of a father’s touch and that his father had strong hands. Now am I saying all fatherless characters in the series are Salacia’s children? Not really. Like for example, I’m kind of skeptical of the fan theory that Salacia is Skwisgaar’s father, if not the real dad of everyone in Dethklok. The Skwisgaar one I can kind of buy even if I have some theories that I think are better but the latter I’m not as fond of since it kind of ruins the point of the found family aspect (honestly the only variant of this theory I can see is the ones involving Salacia only being their father in a past life, like the sort of Kronos figure in the pantheon but we’d be here all day if we dwelled into that).

What I’m getting at is that part of it kind of goes into the “but why?” aspect since by all accounts. After all, Salacia is immortal as far as we can tell so on paper he wouldn’t exactly feel the need to sire children. Short version as I go to my now outdated headcanons post, my sort of theory to that is that he has a plan not unlike Ego from Guardians of the Galaxy vol. 2 that involves fathering as many children as possible that through trial and error would grant him offspring powerful enough to serve his machinations. Human beings to him are pawns after all, why would his own offspring be different?

Although I freely admit a good chunk of my theorizing has been on the thematic level. The lore of Metalocalypse has taken a lot of influence from various mythology and religions, and what better way to tie into the themes of brotherhood throughout the series than good old sibling rivalry which can be found everywhere from Set and Osiris to Kalervo and Untamo to (of course) Cain and Abel, particularly how one brother more or less (except not really) kills the other.

Although funnily enough, Charles is simultaneously Abel and Seth in this metaphor considering how they didn't even meet each other until after 216's death.

#Metalocalypse spoilers #CW: blood/gore #metalocalypse #dethklok #fan theories #metalocalypse army of the doomstar #army of the doomstar #charles offdensen #charles foster offdensen #metal masked assassin #mr. salacia #salacia #...actually wait...IS THAT WHY SETH (as in Pickles' brother) IS NAMED THE WAY HE IS?!!

[karimac]

...in the details, Part 11

A/N: Warning for this series: 18+ audience (minors DNI), some cinematic level violence, some fluff and angst. Doubt that smut will be involved, but it may be implied. I’ll make sure that is noted clearly if it pops up.

All relationships, at this point in the story, are platonic, but there is romance in the cards for Kari and Bucky.

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That last Flag Smasher lived up to her to name as she sent you flying through the air and crashing into a pizzeria’s brick wall near that bus. You’d been to this Ray’s location, and you felt bad because the guy had just gotten his windows replaced after some idiot tried to rob a nearby bank and used a sonic weapon to make his point. Now that Tony was gone, these tech geniuses started crawling out of the woodwork because they suspected no one could stop them. It was a good thing Wong liked that Ray’s too, and, how did Sam put it? Oh yeah. Wong whammied the jackass to Riker’s Island?

You looked over toward where the kids had been teleported, and you thanked the pantheon those students and their teacher had been safely removed from danger. They’d have quite the tale to tell their pals at Dr. Daniel Bright Elementary School, the Home of the Bears! At least that’s what their shirts said.

You would never have expected John Walker to be the one to come give you an assist, but there he was, remnants of his homemade shield in hand, fighting off another jacked-up assailant who was trying to keep this horror show going.

Before you could feel the back of your head, everything went white, and you suddenly were not trying to get back to your feet on that New York street. You were Goddess knows where, and your sister Dana was trying to get you moving.

“Kari, please. Pete needs healing, and I am not up to it,” your sister said as her hands shook. They were covered in the blood of one Pete Wisdom, cranky Brit spy and current MI 13 agent. A mutant with the power of hot knives coming from his fingertips. But how did you suddenly know all that?

Back home, Dana was never one to rely on the use of magic for very much. Tall and thin with short dark hair and piercing blue-green eyes, Dana would have reminded many of the actress Keira Knightley. She was a lawyer by trade and a badass by nature.

And to top that all off, Dana was long dead. At least back home she was. She’d been killed during a standoff at a court house. Her client was a mystic, and some maniac hit Dana with a poisoned dart that was meant for said client.

She was, in this place anyway, terrified about losing her true love. You could feel the pain radiating off her in waves.

“I’ve got him,” you said as you placed your hands over Wisdom as you noticed many other members of the X-Men in the middle of some bloody brawl against an as yet unseen foe. But if you were seeing this, was their Kari suddenly at the mercy of the Flag Smashers now?

As you concentrated, you felt the pull of your own world and the tug of at least a dozen more. This was all going to pot fast, and you had no idea why all these pieces of you were making you into the human equivalent of taffy.

{{What the hell is Bucky going to think?}} you mused, keeping your thoughts to yourself as much as you could in case a family psionic link was being used. These people might have never met a Bucky Barnes, and you did not need to sit here explaining everything.

He would have gotten quite the laugh out of the spandex uniform you were wearing. Blue and yellow with a red X in a circle on each shoulder. What had possessed you to wear this outfit in this world was beyond you, but you hoped you’d find a more suitable one soon. It drew too much attention for your liking.

“I think most of these wounds are clean and healing,” you said as you looked up at Dana, the small smile of relief on her face worth every bit of energy you put into healing her lover. “But have him checked out when this is over. Pete can be too damned stubborn, so wheel him into med bay if you need to.”

You started to get up, but you turned your head to see if you could figure out which world this was before you got to your feet. Was this the one with Nathan Summers? Or maybe this was the world with Logan Howlett? Steve Rogers? Thor? It always got too confusing when those little shards Merlin sent into the multiverse actually started to make themselves a bit too vocal. It gave you headaches, and sometimes you wondered if it was making you crazy. You would have spoken to Bruce about it, but he likely wouldn’t have had many answers about it. And telling Sam or Bucky anything was out of the question, at least for now.

The ground around you started to shake as a Sentinel, a large robotic killing machine, made its way onto the battlefield, and the world went white again.

“Barnes! Wilson! I think your girl needs a medic!” Walker shouted as he stood over you. It didn’t take long for Bucky and Sam to make it to your side. You knew that much, even if you appeared to be dead to rights to everyone else. The screwy link to Bucky, courtesy of Wanda, still seemed to be quite active in your head. But you were not too certain it was in Bucky’s anymore. Pity that.

“Kari! Kari! Wake up!” he shouted as he knelt at your side while Sam checked for a pulse. You felt his hand on your wrist, and you tried to open your eyes. You just couldn’t at the moment.

When the white haze vanished this time, you realized you were still no closer to home than you were a few moments ago. You hissed under your breath as you looked up at the night sky, the battle dress of your last location now replaced by some Celtic-inspired gown of green velvet. You smiled as you looked over to see both Steve and Bucky, but they didn’t seem to be as pleased by whatever was going on. They were dressed in some sort of modified armor and looked more like men from your early life at the Tara Mount or Camelot than two men from 1940s Brooklyn. Only thing missing at the moment were their horses.

“Are you back?” were the only words Steve uttered before a volley of flaming arrows came over the parapet of the castle where the three of you apparently lived in this world. “Your Majesty?”

Oh, this world you did not like thinking about at all, and that was because you were queen of this place, and you were always more happy being a field general than you were as a member of the ruling class. Living in a tower, be it ivory or stone, sucked.

“No, I am not your queen, but I take it she has explained it all to you?” you asked just as both men pushed you back to the ground as more arrows came toward you. You tried to put up a shield but could not. No powers. This was new and most unwelcome.

“I will try to get her back to you as fast as I can,” you said to Steve and Bucky before the castle shook as a flaming boulder slammed the wall just behind you. “I am so sorry you had to go through this.”

“Ssh, we understand,” Bucky whispered in your ear just as he grabbed your left hand and Steve your right. They both looked concerned as hell, and not just because you were their queen. This one felt different. Polyamory? That was your closest guess as you smiled and squeezed both men’s hands.

{{Why is this happening?}} you thought as you felt both men move off you, and as they did, your reality was flipped once more, the white haze returning again.

“Should we call Strange? He might be better than a regular hospital run,” Sam suggested as Walker sent the last of the combatants to dream land with a couple of upper cuts now that his shield was kaput. “Are you still connected to her? That stuff Wanda did?”

“Sam, I wish I were, but I can’t feel a thing,” Bucky replied as he continued to kneel next to you. “I am not crazy about that damned link thing, but right now I’d take it.”

As your eyes blinked this time, your last location gave way to a crazed looking steampunk version of London with banners bearing your father Ronan’s face flying from every building in sight. You usually did not hate seeing the man who many said resembled Liam Neeson, but this was insane.

In this world your father was the worst despot known in history, and you had fled his court to marry Ryu, a demon warlord of the House Harada. Your sister Hayley, known as Camellia in this realty, had done much the same, but her life was tied to the son of Vlad Tepes. You really could not stay here long. Death was not something you wanted to face, and in this dimension, it was more likely than not to happen. Ronan did not like the “gutter trash” of the world mixing with the pure mystic blood of his family, even if he had fathered a bastard or two along the way himself. If your father had ever met his doppelganger, well, it would not have been pretty. Your father was fair, loving and tolerant beyond measure. This version was a sadistic imitation at best.

{{Need to get back to Bucky and Sam now, before I end up dead}}

Two sets of hands grabbed your upper arms and pulled you backward, and thank heaven that action seemed to send you home to your own world where Bucky was hovering over you. The lights of an ambulance were visible just down the block, and you could smell the aroma of garlic someone had burned wafting out of the pizzeria window. But you could also hear the whispers from that last world as you regained your senses. Two men seemed to be very happy you were not dead, but they were also shocked that you weren’t.

“Hey, you back with us?” Bucky asked as he, Sam and Walker all stood looking at you. You wanted to throw up, but you would not do it in front of these gentlemen.

“Sorry. That eejit packed quite a wallop,” you said as you grabbed Bucky’s arm to get back to your feet. “I’ll be fine. But I do feel sorry for the guy who owns this place.”

“Her version of fine and mine are very different,” Walker said as he looked down at his now broken shield. “You may want to have those medics check her out to be on the safe side. I thought I heard her speaking Japanese a few minutes ago, and I have no idea who she was talking to, Barnes.”

“I am here, Walker, and I can speak for myself. Tourists. I interacted with them earlier,” you said, lying through your blood-covered teeth as you tried to keep the trio off the scent of what was really happening. “The bump on the wall made me get hazy for a few minutes, so the most recent language set started playing in my head. Telepathy can be a bitch. I’ll be fine. I’m pretty damned hard to kill.”

“I don’t care what you say, we are having someone check you out,” Bucky said as Sam nodded in agreement. “You missed Sam’s speech. It was pretty amazing.”

“I heard some of it,” you said as you tapped your temple. “I’d have helped with the truck, but those kids needed me here.”

As you looked toward the ambulance and dreaded having to go see the medics at all, you heard what could only be called a “squee” from a group of teens near one of the police barricades. You recognized the girl with the high pitched joyful tone from a local vlog about The Avengers. She lived in Jersey City and had a thing for sloths. She also shared a name with a famous politician, albeit it was pronounced differently.

“Guys, hold up a minute. You too, Walker,” you said as you waved to the girl and her male companion. “Nice Captain Marvel shirt, my dear. She’d get a kick out of seeing it.”

“Oh my Gawd! Bruno!” the girl shouted before the police tried to keep them behind the barricade. “They saw it!”

You hobbled over to them, much to Sam and Bucky’s chagrin. “You two should be headed home before you’re missed. I know what a pain curfews can be. Many a time I’ve avoided them myself. But that was in the Sixth Century, so maybe that doesn’t count too much?”

“The subways are all shut down, and we can’t get a bus right now,” Bruno said as his friend pulled out her phone. “Kamala, that may not be a good idea…”

“Kamala Khan. Sloth Baby, right?” you asked before another “squee” escaped the girl’s lips. “Trust me, guys. Cap, you may want to talk to these two over here,” you said as you motioned for Sam to walk over. “I mean, this is Captain America after all, and he just gave the speech of his life. I need to go get my head examined, and I mean that quite literally,” you said as you pointed to the back of your head. “Good luck, Kamala and Bruno. Oh, and if you are ever in Manhattan at a more reasonable hour, come pay me a visit,” you said as you made two business cards appear out of thin air. “Lunch is on me. Sam, be nice to these two,” you said as you waved to Walker to join you and Bucky. “These two can keep me in line with the medics.”

“And why do I not believe that for one second?” Walker asked as you laughed.

“John. May I call you that?” you asked as you leaned more into Bucky’s arm as you kept walking. “None of this, from Baltimore to Madripoor and now Manhattan, has worked out as any of us had hoped. Especially for you. I can see things that are coming in small ways, and I know our paths will all cross again. People enter our lives for a lot of reasons. All I can hope is that, when we do meet again, we are all on the same side and without as much angst. Buck, I can go to the medics myself. Maybe you and John should finish that talk you started before,” you said as you pointed at your head. “Before I made the dent in the wall of Ray’s.”

“You really going to do it?” Bucky asked as you pointed toward the ambulance and walked slowly toward it. As you sat down on the step near the rear door, you looked first at Bucky and John, and then back toward where Sam was actually talking to Kamala and Bruno.

“You didn’t tell them, did you?” a tall woman said as she came up to check your wounds. “That you knew I’d be here?”

“Enya, I haven’t told them about you or Dev or Mina yet, and I am certainly not about to tell them I alerted you before this all started tonight,” you said as your sister-in-law Enya Sun slowly healed you of your wounds. A daughter of Avalon and one of their best warrior priestesses of the Holy Isle, Enya made short work of your issues, but she made it seem a lot longer so that those who needed to talk could do so. It was a long practiced ritual you had both done on battlefields for centuries. Your tiny bit for peace. That’s what Dev always called it.

“What did you see? You went walking again, didn’t you?” Enya asked as she tried to “balance” your body, mind and spirit after that attack. “Walking” was what Enya called your contact with the parts of you in other worlds.

“I saw enough to know trouble is coming, but I can’t tell what the hell it is yet,” you replied as you flexed your shoulders before smiling up at Enya. “Three places this time. One was Londinium. You know how much I hate that place. But two men were able to touch me. I have no idea who they are, but they seemed surprised to see me. One reminded me of my father. My actual father. Not that crazy copy.”

“That stupid spell you did made it worse. You know that, right?”

You rolled your eyes as you turned your gaze back to Bucky. “He does not need me making a mess of his life again. I’m hoping he hits it off with Sam’s sister. She’s…”

“Normal? Not a mystic? What?”

“Not me. I’ll leave it at that. He deserves so much more than…”

“More than someone who loves him like you do? Than someone who nearly burned Hydra to the ground in his name?”

“He deserves peace,” you said quietly as you got back to your feet. “They all do. And you and I know it will never happen.”

“Too damned cynical for our own good,” Enya added with a laughed. “I’m going to get you home now. You need sleep. And tomorrow we can talk about Silver Hand over there.”

“Don’t call him that. He’s the White Wolf. Winter Soldier if you must. But he is not some Celtic hero reborn.”

“Call him tomorrow, OK?” Enya asked as she slung your gear over her back and opened a portal to Brooklyn. She whistled at Bucky so he could see you exit the area with her. The last thing you heard was Bucky groaning and throwing his hands in the air.

Next: Part 11, or Is this the moment of truth?

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[jasper-the-menace]

love potion? i know youre aroace so im curious

Potions-Themed Ask Game

Love Potion: Does your world have any partnership rituals? (think engagements, weddings, or divorces.)

Kephea

Marriage, love, and all things related to it are ultimately under the jurisdiction of Tios and their priesthood, but every god's priesthood has the ability to legally affirm a marriage.

It goes something like this:

A person of any sentient and sapient race (centaur, cyclops, gorgon, harpy, human, nymph, satyr, or siren) decide they want to date someone. This is typically followed by speaking with others of their potential partner's race to learn more about specific cultural and racial courting practices in an effort to show that they're open to their potential partner's cultural differences. If they are successful, the relationship starts. If two people who are already dating want to court a third person together, they will both make these efforts, and so on.

As the relationship continues, the wooed partner will do the reverse and learn more about their partner's culture as well. If they decide to marry for any number of reasons (legal protection, seeking to adopt, getting into another societal caste in some city-states, et cetera), then the marriage will involve a blending of the cultures of the two people involved. A siren who grew up by the ocean marrying a centaur from the open plains will have a vastly different marriage from a gorgon who grew up in a cave marrying a forest nymph, for example.

Divorce is handled differently by different societies and city-states. Some make the process easy, aiming to minimize the argument and potential pain involved. Others make it hard and you have to jump through legal loophole after legal loophole. The god Tios rules marriage and their priests may be called to help end it, but in more legally-challenging jurisdictions, priests of Ria (the god of magic, rulers, law, order, and justice, the current head of the gods' pantheon) will step in to help.

New Capenna in Blood and Songbirds

Though polyamory is common in New Capenna (especially among the demon family heads, because damn these old people are horny), legally you're supposed to just pick one partner to marry keep things easy in the courts (even though Falco Spara thinks that's stupid, it's one of the few cases where the weak New Capennan government is actually in control of something in the city). The words "marriage" and "union" are used with equal weight as synonyms, while "partnership" is more vague but less legally-involved.

Courtship practices vary based on where in New Capenna you are and if you have any family ties. If you're connected to a family, you're expected to send a wedding invitation to the family head, even though they probably won't show up. If you're not, it's become common practice to send wedding invitations to the heads of all five families. In order of most to least likely to actually show up, we have the following: Spara (who's also most likely to take over ordaining the wedding, because who's gonna tell him not to?), Jetmir, Ziatora, Anhelo (during the short time he's head of the Maestros), Xander, and Raffine.

Raffine only showed up to one (1) wedding in recent history and spent the whole time glaring at the minister because she had beef with him. It was honestly hilarious and Xander and Ziatora organized a betting pool about whether or not she was going to interrupt the wedding to smack him.

Ministers are ordained through the New Capennan government and are genuinely lacking in any sort of skill, hence Spara (who used to do this sort of thing for fun back in Old Capenna between his paladin duties) stepping in more and more to actually get it done properly.

And if you thought Spara was serious about marriage, you should see what happens when you hire one of his Brokers for a divorce. If you've ever wanted to have someone dragged for filth, get yourself a Broker for a divorce lawyer. They'll dig up dirt that even you hadn't known about your now ex-spouse.

Thanks for sending this in, anon!

~Jasper

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Hyrule's Religiosity, the Hero of Time, and You

So, inspired by Ansem's post, & because I have Thoughts™, I wanted to type this up. While it isn't written in universe, I'm sure I'll end up doing footnotes anyway so I can get the main points across without going on aside after aside.(that's a lie I'm gonna anyway fair warning)

So this post is gonna be broken up into smaller parts about specific topics. I'm gonna be talking about religion, the intersection & mixing of religions, & the legend of the hero of time existing before Link goes on his quest. Buckle up because we're going deep. This is also a very long post; sitting at just under 2,400 words. Sorry not sorry.

Trianity

So, airlifted from Ansem's post linked above, the religion of Hyrule is Trianity. I'm going to expand that to most of the known world worships some kind of Trianity; at least as far as humans & Hylians are concerned*. I will also airlift the idea that it broadly resembles Christianity, but I would probably add in some Shinto practices & beliefs. Not because the games are made in Japan, but more to do with the storylines & themes found in each game ( restoring the balance of nature is a common one in most Zelda games ). This includes the various offshoots that have occured over the years, such as Golden Trianity ( with a focus on the Golden Goddesses above all ), Hyland Trianity ( with a focus on Hylia above all ), & Nohansen Trianity ( which places emphasis on the sages & oracles in a similar capacity to the saints in real world Catholicism )†. Again, a lot of this was covered in Ansem's post so read that goes into more details because the broad notes are the same here.

I do disagree with the take that the Goddess of Time is a lesser power in the Trianity pantheon††. It's more likely in my mind that ( insofar as OoT is concerned at least ) she is the goddess of travels as well; most real world gods represent more than one thing. I'll get into this more when talking about the 'mythical' Hero of Time, but in my mind the legend dealt with her giving that Hero of Time the powers to travel through time.

Trianity, like Christianity, would probably place a large emphasis on prayer instead of offerings like more ancient religions do.

While I believe the other species in Hyrule's world ( which should really have a name ) have their own religions, & I don't believe Trianity is actively denying those religions ( unlike Christianity but quite like older polytheistic religions that would apply their gods to those they encountered ), I do believe that religious officials pressure those species to change their ways & also for the Royal Family to do the same.

Older Religions ( for lack of a better term )

Another point I disagree with Ansem ( sorry babe ) is the idea that Lord Jabu-Jabu is a part of Nohansen Trianity. He is specifically referred to as the 'patron deity of the Zora', & also appears in Oracle of Ages, in Labrynna, in a similar role. While he could certainly be folded into Trianity, I don't think this is the case. I believe the guardian spirits ( Great Deku Tree, Lord Jabu-Jabu, Goddess of Sands, Fierce Deity, etc. ) are more representative of older religions or are otherwise outside Trianity.

Side note: it is stated by a gossip stone in Ocarina of Time that the Gerudo 'worship Ganondorf almost like a god'. I am unsure if I'd put this as an actual religious practice ( i.e. before Ganondorf in Ocarina of Time became The Big Bad™, if Gerudo actually worshipped their first male in a hundred years. Sidestepping how gross & weird this idea is) or if it was something instituted by either Twinrova or Ganondorf himself to ensure loyalty amongst his subjects. Ganondorf does go on to be worshipped by Zant in Twilight Princess, & by the Deku in Four Swords Adventures but that seems to be something Ganondorf convinced them of, not a statement to his actual divinity.

I'll probably make a more in-depth post about this later, but despite Termina being a land made by skull kid & Majora's Mask ( according to the Encyclopedia & this blog ), I think the Giants that are central to that game's story are actual primeval divinities worshipped by ancient hylians & / or humans. As the Encyclopedia & game contradict each other ( if the world was created by skull kid & Majora's Mask, how was he friends with the Giants? If he knew of them from Hyrule where are other references to them? ), I'm choosing to make up that, as the land of Termina has 'its own distinct culture, which is perhaps influenced by Majora's ancient tribe' ( Encyclopedia pg. 36 ), that the Giants were the gods of whatever land Majora came from ( presumably predating Hyrule as the mask was ancient by the time of the Era of Time ). I could see them being the protectors of those who were left behind by Hylia when she yeeted Skyloft into the air. Alternatively be the gods previously worshipped in some far flung land, where people had fled to escape the divine conflict. I need to sit on it more but I thought it bore mentioning here.¶

As evidenced in Ocarina of Time, these older religions place gods much closer to their worshippers. The Great Deku Tree is the father to the Kokiri, you can go & see him & Lord Jabu-Jabu, & both the Four Giants & Fierce Deity§ appear in their homeland's greatest hour of need. They are neither omnipotent nor are they silent like the Golden Goddesses, but they are implied to be impressively powerful.

Evil Divinities

Okay, last stop before we talk about the Hero of Time I promise. Ignoring the racism of Hylians in Ocarina of Time, there are several beings I'd classify as 'evil divinities'. Majora & Demise are obvious, but I'd also like to thrown in Bellum & Malladus in this section. Majora isn't directly called a god anywhere in the game or even the manga, only that a 'great power' lay in the mask. While we can assume Majora was a divinity in the ancient tribe's pantheon, it isn't expressed. I mean the same is with Demise & Malladus, though Zelda Wiki tells me that Bellum is referred to as an 'evil dream god'. That is without a citation & I don't feel like sitting through a playthrough of Phantom Hourglass to find it so take it with a grain of salt.

These examples almost all use the epithet of 'Demon King', so it's possible they are corruptions of other deities that either Trianity or the Royal Family desired to make look worse. Of course the idea is worth speculating on but outside the scope of this post. I think they do still have small followings sprinkled throughout the world ( with Majora cultists taking my Time's eye ), & these are usually the ones responsible for their return.

I should also note that I am hesitant to separate Ganon & Demise, as Ganon is simply the reincarnation of Demise's hatred, or a transformation of Ganondorf when he has the Triforce of Power. The idea is an interesting one but I'm unsure. Just wanted to note here that I can see Ganon as being a god of sorts to the various blin species in Hyrule, but am not 100% sold on it as from a timeline sense Ganon is named after Ganondorf, though from a developmental standpoint it's the other way around.

The Hero of Time Myth

Okay so! It's implied in Ocarina of Time as well as in the manga that by the events of the game, The Hero of Time is a legendary hero; a title of sorts to any hero of Hyrule who travels through time if I had to guess as the source material is frustratingly vague on this point. In the manga, the young Princess Zelda says the Hero of Time will save her, to which Ganondorf responds by thinking 'what a stale old superstition', meaning to me that it has to have been imbedded in Hyrulean folklore for a significant period of time. Whether this predated the founding of the actual kingdom of Hyrule following the Interloper War, or had arisen during the period of time when Hyrule was first colonized by Skyloftians, is the question. Both ideas interest me; if it was a story told by those Skyloftian colonists & their descendants, it could have arisen as an alternative name or some other kind of corruption for the Hero of the Skies as he travels through time in Skyward Sword. Alternatively it could be the name of a hero who traveled through time during the Interloper War, as that period seems ripe for an Incarnation of Demise, Spirit of the Hero, & the Bloodline of the Goddess to come into conflict. Perhaps that 'Ganon' was an Interloper? Could be an explanation for Zant accepting him as a god, millennia later.

In either case, I believe the myth would eventually incorporate this nameless Goddess of Time, if it didn't at the start||. Perhaps in the role of a guide for a wayward hero to travel through time with, perhaps simply as their patron, perhaps as the one who sends the Hero of Time through time. In any case, this would be why Zelda in the Era of Time, who is familiar with the myth of the Hero of Time, would know the Goddess of Time. This would especially be a good explanation if you follow the idea that the Goddess of Time is a lesser divinity in the Trianity pantheon. This hypothetical original Hero of Time would have been the one to place the Master Sword in its pedestal, cementing its connection with him.

Of course, this is assuming there is a historical figure who would become warped into a legend. It is just as possible that the Hero of Time was purely fictional before the events of Ocarina of Time. Both are possible, but a lot of legends in this series have some truth to them so I think it fits better if the Hero of Time myth was based in some historical event.

* There is a difference between humans & Hylians, however slight it might be. As far as I'm aware it's their pointed ears, which allows them to hear the voice of the goddesses, as it's implied that they have a similar lifespan to humans. Also for purposes of this blog, I'm going to work off the assumption that humans are the main population of Labrynna & Holodrum as the sprites seem to imply that the residents there have rounded ears.

†Not that I expect it to come up on the blog, but I'd like to state that I think Hyland Trianity is popular in Hyrule during the Era of the Wilds, with Golden Trianity being popular in New Hyrule ( from Spirit Tracks; I like to think it's a separate country by the time BotW rolls around ) & Nohansen Trianity coming to prominence in Labrynna & Holodrum. I'm sure there was some kind of religious schism to cause these distinctions but that's neither here nor there.

††I'm sure, like most pantheons, there's drift throughout the ages of who are the 'main' gods. Naturally the Golden Goddesses would remain prominent if not center stage, with Hylia drifting in & out of prominence. The Goddess of Time could be in a similar boat if we don't ascribe that title to another Goddess. Then, of course, you have the nature spirits that are separate from mortals yet still worshipped in some capacity ( think like naiads or fairies ); Volvagia is the spirit of Death Mountain, the Light Spirits in Twilight Princess are another example.

¶ Also, I'm currently undecided if I think the names of the bosses in Majora's Mask are the names of the Giants or if they're the name of the bosses. On one hand, they'd have names. On the other, Odolwa being the name of the god of Deku is interesting, if redundant; the Great Deku Tree would be a much better fit for good-aligned Deku. If I go with the later idea, I'd probably make the Four Giants be named after the four cardinal directions, as they hold up the sky ( moon but hush ) like the four dwarves in Norse Mythology who are also named after the four cardinal directions.

§Oh man do I have Thoughts™ on Fierce Deity. I'll probably make a post later, but while I will agree he represents the feelings of all the people of Termina, he is also said to be equally as dangerous as Majora himself. Yet how did Majora get a hold of him? If we accept the manga backstory to Majora as canon, the man who is implied to become the Fierce Deity Mask is a god with control over time. Hmm... many Thoughts™...

||Religious history, especially with a history as convoluted as the Zelda series', is hard. It's especially hard when you lack any primary sources to check yourself against. If Trianity did come from Skyloft originally, the original form would presumably be Hyland Trianity, due to the importance of Hylia in the religion. This doesn't sit right with me, as there's no reason that I can think of as to why Hyland Trianity would fall out of favor for Golden Trianity without just pulling something out my ass. However, if we assume that Rauru, in building the Temple of Time to protect the Sacred Realm, introduced a more structured religion based around the Golden Goddesses alone & either left out or downplayed Hylia until she was forgotten, then it would make more sense to me that Golden Trianity would fall out of favor by the time of the Era of the Wilds, as that Hyrule seems much more aware of its past. Archeological discoveries of shrines to Hylia could very well have shifted religious thought in Hyrule, whereas New Hyrule with its deeper connection to the foundations of Golden Trianity, would continue to follow that branch. As Nohansen Trianity involves the sages & oracles, it serves Holodrum & Labrynna, where the oracles of Din & Nayru are most heavily associated with, quite well.

#long post tw #[Voice of the Goddess || Mun & OoC] #[Song for the Hero of Time || Headcanons] #[ This wasn't supposed to be this long but I just went off ] #[ Sometimes you just gotta get those Thoughts out ya know? ] #[ To be fair to Ocarina of Time they weren't racist in that ] #[ It was the Encyclopedia that claimed hylians thought gerudo religion was evil ] #[ Man that book is such a mixed bag ] #[ It also claims the Kokiri were originally Hylians which like ] #[ No ???? ] #[ Also the reason stated in that book as to why most people in MM resemble people from Hyrule ] #[ Is that the landscape was from Majora's memories and the people from skull kid's ] #[ Still opens more plot holes than it closes but it's interesting enough. ]

[the-indie-owl]

I wanted to make a New Headcanon/Theory History involving around these Two Characters and their Parents together, after facing up my regards towards Mindy being part among the Pantheon.

So here we have is the Children of King Neptune (the 14th Member amongst the Roman Pantheon) and Queen Amphitrite (who is actually a Greek Goddess).

The Generous and Noble Princess Mindy.

And even lastly, the Rebellious Prince Triton.

If you'd like to read more of what I think that their own Family has, you may scroll down to keep reading because OH BOY did I really have a much thicker brain.

Now many people would say that the Two King Neptunes are Different Characters (that I used to believe) but looking back at each of those Characters, I'd like to think that they're the actual same God, just by different form (since most Deities tend to have the ability to shapeshift whatever appearance they can desire).

Neptune being the case here because he is their Father, he may have had a trouble relationship with either one of them only but still loves his children deeply, no matter if Amphitrite calms him down, I'd like to believe that King Neptune has his own Magical God Abilities and Skills to transform/shapeshift any form that he desires resulting his looks to change differently but is still the same God, no matter in what form he's in.

I'd like to believe that partially the reason as to why Neptune is sometimes always like this to his own Children, no matter on how hard he tries to be a much better Father than his own Father, is because that he wants to prove himself as a much better ruler just like his own Brothers than his own Father ever was as he constantly has much Father Issues deep down inside ever since the Titan War he and his Brothers were in.

Another Reason that part of Neptune's relationship with his Children is a bit Rocky, is because that Saturn (Neptune's Father and even the Grandfather of Triton and Mindy) is never brought up nor mention in the Entire Family.

Which I could believe that somewhere in the World of SpongeBob, Saturn was a tyrannical ruler during the Golden Age as he took things too seriously, resulting in eating gulping up his own Sons that he tried to eat just so that none of them wouldn't overthrow him and take his place.

But luckily, I headcanon that Ops (Neptune's Mother) and Jupiter (Neptune's Youngest Brother) saved Neptune and Pluto (Neptune's Oldest Brother) tricked Saturn as Ops had to rescue her own sons away from their Father as the Three Gods ended up in Crete where they had to be raised by the Nymphs (which I do believe that this Universe tends to alternate the Myths).

Now I know that a lot of folks would point Me out that there already was a Backstory of King Neptune in one of the shorts, but I tend to headcanon that the Backstory itself in that short could be a Lie as I do believe that there are more versions of Neptune's own backstory out there that Neptune tries to hide his Real Backstory, just so that his past wouldn't be brought up as much through other people, no matter on how hard he faced a traumatizing childhood with his own Father.

And judging on how that SpongeBob says "Sure" at the end, assuming that another one version of his backstories could be true, he is one of the people that doesn't know their God's actual history (nor his God Family) so it could be a possibility that anyone of the Bikini Bottom has not seen nor heard of a Non-Sea God or a Titan before in their life (which is a Good Thing for the Sea King).

Sidenote, in some versions, Neptune (or "Poseidon" as he was called, like his Greek Counterpart's Name in the Third Movie) and Jupiter (Zeus) were raised together without any of their Other Siblings when Ops (Rhea/Cybele) took two of her own Boys to be raised in a Flock of Sheeps, rather than having a She-Goat to nurse her Sons.

So assuming that based around the version that I just mentioned, I like to believe that maybe part of Neptune's origins is a mixture of both the First One (where he was swallowed alive at first) and the second one, being that he was taken care of other than his Youngest Brother.

My Theory is that Neptune and his Brothers were raised by their own Guardians (which were a Couple of Nymphs; Ida and Adrasteia) as they were nursed and taken care of through their own Days of the Island of Crete, as the Three Roman Brothers studied their own God skills and even reaching their own God complex through Growth, just so that they could save the entire World as they would grow up together to stop their own Father.

Presumably a Few Days after the Great Titan War (known as the "Titanomachy"), The Three Brothers decided to take their own Place as Rulers of Each of the Three Lands around the Earth (even after when Ops retired just so that her own Sons could takeover as New Rulers respectfully). Jupiter was taken as the Emperor of the Sky, Neptune was taken as the King of the Seven Seas, and even lastly, Pluto was taken as the Lord of the Underworld.

But the Brothers realized that they needed their own Queens, so they searched up any lady they could find for a perfect wife as they ended up having each of their own consorts (Jupiter had Juno and even Pluto had Proserpina).

And lastly, but not the least, Neptune had Amphitrite.

Considering that there is No Canonical Backstory for the Two of Them, it's possible on how it would explain on how they met, but it also possible on who Amphitrite's Parents could be in this Universe.

Hesiod believes that Amphitrite was a Nereid and was the Daughter of Nereus and Doris but Apollodorus believes that Amphitrite was an Oceanid rather than a Nereid, and that in a Second version of Amphitrite's Parents, suggesting that Oceanus and Tethys might be her Parents.

I have a Theory that somewhere Amphitrite could be Oceanus and Tethys' Daughter rather than Nereus and Doris (making her an Oceanid).

Although the Backstory for Neptune of how he met his Wife was that he saw Amphitrite dancing and was immediately in love with her but since Amphitrite was scared of him, she fled from Atlas where Neptune had to sent a Dolphin to find her. Amphitrite was found thanks to the Dolphin that she adored, in which she accepted him as Neptune made her his own wife.

Perhaps the Backstory for these Two Characters is different than the One on how they actually met.

I assume that somewhere Neptune was bored in his life doing his own duties of being Sea King, he decided to stop by through an Island where he passed by but was then caught the attention of a Young Sea Maiden (which was no doubt, his own future wife) as Amphitrite was startled when she was found by Neptune, so she swam away back to the Sea.

After that, he saw her again through a Dance performance upon the Oceanids (who were Amphitrite's Sisters as I recall from the Other version of her own Parents), Neptune presumably recognized Her as the Woman who he saw at the Beach, and much like in the Myths where he saw her dancing, he was probably over head heels in love with her (not just by her own Dance, but through her Beauty).

But given of what I truly believe is that Poseidon and Neptune do live within the same world, just by different timelines (as mentioned in "Spongehenge" where King Poseidon was first mentioned before his Actual Appearance), my Headcanon is that Poseidon and Neptune did knew each other but don't tend to talk about each other anymore, Poseidon was an Ex-Lover of Amphitrite as they fell in love once as Amphitrite was once Poseidon's Girl before Neptune even married Her.

(And Poseidon being Exes with Amphitrite makes sense in my Theory, judging by how they were one of the Most Overlooked Mythological Pairings throughout Centuries).

I mean, who else could blame Amphitrite for dating a narcissist like Poseidon? He probably wasn't even the perfect match for her (which could explain as to why Poseidon is seen as single, even without Salacia (Amphitrite's Roman Counterpart) (which I doubt that she still exists)).

So Neptune saw what was happening in the relationship between his Greek Equivalent and his Crush was that Poseidon wasn't really a Good Boyfriend to begin with and was focused too much on himself, rather than his own relationship with Amphitrite as Neptune felt bad for her trying to have a Romantic Relationship. He just wondered if maybe perhaps he would make a much better consort for her.

Sure, Neptune wasn't really that much of a Great Ruler (neither was Poseidon), but deep down, he still does his Duties as a King better, despite his own arrogance as he is now.

So with that in his own mind, Neptune decided to open up himself to Amphitrite as they got along quite nicely for a causal secret affair. Amphitrite grew found of Neptune as he was already fond in her (not just by the looks but with her as a Person). He was her Wrath as She was his Patience as Romance somehow blossomed into a Whirlwind one between them.

Although despite their own disagreements, they loved each other genuinely.

However, when Poseidon found out about their true affair, he felt cheated on by Amphitrite and wasn't too happy when their relationship felt betrayed (technically, Poseidon did had it coming for not paying any attention to her) as Poseidon and Neptune did had a big huge fight over Amphitrite's heart, in which Poseidon failed but Neptune won (ex; Bambi vs. Ronno over their Love for Faline in Disney's "Bambi").

In a few months later, eventually, Neptune was chosen to be the Rightful Ruler of the Seas (while Poseidon was chosen to be Second, due to his own Laziness which is why Neptune had to be the chosen one).

Neptune married Amphitrite as she became his Wife and Queen of the Seas, taking over Each of the Seven Seas as the Seas would always feel calm whenever Amphitrite was around with her Husband, which could explain as to why they had the most open-relationship ever (which was already a thing in their relationship the Mythos).

On the Topic about the Ages in the Royal Family, given that Neptune is around Five Thousand Years Old and that Poseidon is Three Thousand, I'd like to think that somewhere back in the Ancient Era of the Centuries, the Gods were around in their Adult Ages of 20s-50s but if they tend to stop aging (depending on what Age they hit at), they'd be stuck around in their Physical Adult Years in the Modern Centuries despite being very ancient, yet they're still physically in their Mid/Late 20s/50s such. Neptune could be around in his 50s and Amphitrite looks like she could be around in her 40s. So...I assume that Neptune was around 30 when he met Amphitrite (who was possibly around 28), but they stopped aging when Neptune was 50 and that Amphitrite was around 48. A Two-Year-Old Age Gap is what I assume that these two might have.

After passing through Decades of the BCE Era, when the World began to change throughout centuries of time, the Brothers received each of their own Children that their Wives gave birth. And Mindy was one of them through the Middlest Brother of the Big Three.

Now, for the record, Mindy's top looks like that she'd be a Princess from the Middle Ages. so this could lead to believe that Mindy was actually born around in the Medieval era at the time where Neptune and Amphitrite received their own first child after Neptune's Eldest Brother and Sister-In-Law (Pluto and Proserpina) received their own Heirs in Another Decade.

Now if you remember the Medieval Time Period Episode, "Dunces and Dragons" which in that Episode where SpongeBob and Patrick went all the way back in time after an accident through a Mounted Combat, they did met their own Friends' Medieval Ancestors.

Assuming that Mindy was born around in the Middle Ages where all of the Ancestors of the Bikini Bottomites were, this could lead into thinking that Mindy was probably either still a Baby in Months or a Child during that time period, even when when SpongeBob and Patrick went all the way back in a Different Century. So this probably leads into a Bigger Age Gap between Patrick and Mindy judging on how Pat had a Silly Crush on Her (because duh, his type is Mermaids, what do you expect?) and if Mindy was ever a Young Goddess from back then, she probably was a lot younger than 14 (either 8 years old or 12) as I HC that Gods receive their own Powers at the Age of 5-7 or 14 (depending on their deity puberty) but Mindy didn't had her own Powers when she hit 14, so she was probably a late bloomer (I mean, Neptune did felt disappointed in his first heir for not receiving any Godly Powers from both of her own Parents, yet he still chose her as Future Ruler because of how much the King and Queen adored their Princess).

Now as for Triton, judging on how Old he was when he first laid his eyes on Baseball, it's possibly assumed that he was actually born in the 21st Century around in the early 2000s when Mindy was around 17,985 years old when her Younger Brother was Born when Amphitrite received Another Heir (this time, being their own Son).

Unknown on how Old Triton was when Neptune had enough of his Son's rebellious behavior (even if Triton was only just trying to be himself in which Neptune didn't wanted to have a son like that), I assume around in his Teens, Triton was probably before 14 when he received massive Godly Powers as he's not a late bloomer like Mindy and was possibly a few years older after when he grew Magic Powers from his own puberty (which could mean that Mindy was still around in her Eldest 17,000 years).

I'd like to think that somewhere that the Brother and Sister have their similar contrasts of their own Father, being that Mindy has learn to become a Future Ruler but Triton wanted to be someone else, despite the fact that they had their own personalities similar to their Parents (Mindy being the Calm and Gentle one from her Mother and Triton being the Rebel against his Father's wishes). This could lead into a Deep Sibling bond that these two would have as the Two Siblings have deeply missed each other a lot. Neptune thinks he is trying to be a much better Father than his Actual One, not realizing the truth that he fails and is not at all a better father as he thinks he is, but deep down, still has strong Daddy Issues that would be passed on to either one of his children (most notably Triton).

Now on the topic of Mindy's Age when she first met SpongeBob and Patrick, given on how that her own Voice Actress was actually 18 years old when she voiced her Character in the First Movie, Mindy was probably around 18,000 years old when she met SpongeBob and Patrick (yet, Mindy is still physically either 17 or 18 deep down) (which makes Patrick a milf lover at this point for crushing a Thousand Year-Old Princess).

As for a personal reason as to why we didn't see Amphitrite nor Triton in the First Movie, I'd headcanon that somewhere before the events of the Film, Neptune and his Wife had an argument over some Family Drama and after a One Fight that they got, the Two Rulers decided to split apart and take their own children with them as Neptune had to take Mindy while Amphitrite had to take Triton and ruled their own separate kingdoms for themselves. So Neptune took a Different form of a King.

Taking his own new responsibilities as a Merman King rather than a God, he took his punishments very cruel but Mindy always had her Mother's Patience inside of her, so she never took any cruelty upon Mortals like her Father where's somewhere, Amphitrite did make her own Son Happy just to be free to do whatever Triton wanted, even when she would tell their Son of what NOT to do, this made the Parents' own decisions quite fairly hard (even when deep down, they loved each other passionately).

But given on how when Neptune changed at the end, I assumed that Mindy confronted her own Father that she wished to be a Happy Family again due to how that she really missed both her Mother and her Father.

So Neptune, being the Rightful God King, had to do the right choice for his Family in order to make his Children Happy (because he still loves them deeply) as I headcanon that Neptune and Amphitrite went back into ruling their own Kingdom together as Neptune explained to Amphitrite on how sorry the one argument was that they had and make up afterwards where Neptune went back to his true self and became a much more better responsible Father where he learned from his mistakes and learned on how to be a Real Better Actual Father than Saturn (his Father) as the Two Sea Rulers no longer split and things were just back to normal as the way they were.

And lastly, as for both Triton and Mindy themselves, where exactly was Mindy when she didn't appear at her Father's Party?

I'd like to think that maybe somewhere she was at a visit over her Relatives' places (presumably either any one of her Uncles or at least, her Grandmother, Ops) (since I headcanon that Mindy is the most Favorite Grandchild out of Ops' Sons' own Heirs).

But also of Note, since she did at least took a visit at SpongeBob's Party in a Cameo at the Birthday Blowout special, she probably is now still around in her Thousand Years of the Number of 18, but more than the Zeros as in 2019, she would probably be around 18,001 or something like that (which ever one it could be).

And lastly as for Triton himself, what happened at the end of his First Appearance after the Party he crashed?

Well, needless to say, in Mythology, Triton was actually his Father's Herald.

So I assume that when Triton didn't want to be the Next Sea King, Neptune thought that maybe a better job would suit for his Son in which he hired him to be his Herald (which Triton actually ended up liking his New Royal Job after he didn't agreed but felt like a New Title could suit for the better).

After all, he was much of a Messenger than a Prince, and Mindy always more of a Queen than just a Goddess. So the Two Siblings have their own Titles much to their own Parents' titles.

In Conclusion; Not exactly the Most Perfect Family under the Sea, but much more like a Regal Family with their own Complexity of Godhood. Not Good nor Evil, they're just Neutral.

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[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

Hello everyone, welcome back to the next installment of the deities! Things have been a little busy lately–

“Ya mean these guys have been dragging us around on random adventures again…”

And we’ve been experiencing a lot of chaos, but at this point is it any surprise? Anyway, so this one is going to be special because I’ve asked Ruggie to tell us something about what he does and how he goes about it. Ruggie, you wanna tell us about this?

[Shishishi~! Sure thing, kitten! Well, as you pointed out, I’m the God of Hearths and Fall. The latter’s pretty self-explanatory I think.]

Yeah, so why don’t you tell us something about…what it’s like being the God of Hearths? Like, I remember you telling me before that you embody “family”. What do you mean by that?

[Ah, that. Well…my job is to remind mortals about their family, or rather what makes them a family beyond just being related to them by blood. A lot of them tend to forget what makes them actually part of a family, and in a lot of cases the kids tend to suffer the effects when life gets too stressful for them. So, my job–while I do prioritize the safety of the kids or teens–is to help the family see things more clearly and remember why they loved each other in the first place.]

“Eh? Really? That sounds a bit sappy for someone from the Bananaclaw Pantheon.”

It’s Savanaclaw, Grim. And aww, that sounds great Ruggie! Do you have any success stories you’d like to tell us?

[Hmm…well, there is one that happened not too long ago.]

Ah…do you mean by a few years or a few centuries ago? You guys don’t exactly have the same concept of time as mortals do.

[Oh yeah, right. It was a couple years ago actually. You see, it was almost winter, and…]

////—-----////

They were fighting again.

Even through the closed door Yuu could still hear the screams and bickering of their parents, the walls seeming to echo back to the harsh and hurtful words. What the fighting was about this time the couldn’t be sure–though it felt like they fought over anything and everything. One moment it’s about how one behaved out in public, another it could be an argument over a recent purchase or habit or even just mismanaging money. At this point, Yuu believed it would take a miracle to get them to agree on anything.

Yuu slowly chewed on the cold sandwich they’d managed to make before the fighting started again, only half-listening as they tried to remember happier times. How long had it been since they all sat down to enjoy a home cooked meal? Or watched a movie or show? Played board games? When was the last time this family actually felt like a family? Everything blended together to the point that Yuu couldn’t even remember how or when this whole mess began, but now they could make out certain words amidst threats of divorce:

“Yuu–unfit-!”

“Yuu–irresponsible, useless-!”

Yuu, Yuu, Yuu…were…were they the cause of all this stress and misery? Were their parents mad at them and taking it out on each other? Did…did they do something wrong?

These questions plagued them as Yuu struggled to make sense of this–struggling to understand why. What are they going to do? How are they going to fix this? Would the fighting stop if…they weren’t around?

‘If I leave, will they finally go back to normal?’ they wondered, hearing the loud slam of the door and the angry tromping footsteps before another door slammed shut. ‘If I move out–went somewhere far away and show them I can live on my own–things will get better…right?’

With no other options, Yuu quietly went around their room to gather up what they could carry: a flashlight, some spare batteries, some snacks, a change of clothes and pajamas, a blanket, and whatever form of entertainment they had room for. Once they were satisfied with their selection, Yuu took one last look around their room before quietly making their way outside. The air was cold and brisk as the pulled their jacket tighter around their body. Winter was almost here, and it was supposed to be cold tonight.

‘The bus stop’s not far,’ they thought, armed with their flashlight in the dim light. ‘I can make it before nightfall.’

////~~~~////

Darkness had fallen by the time Yuu realized something was wrong.

When a car was approaching they hid themselves in a few bushes, not wanting someone to catch them and force them to return to that house. Sticking to the trees, however, they somehow lost track of the road with no clue where they were or where they just came from. “Maybe…this way? No, no…that way? No, I just walked past that weird rock.” Releasing an anguished cry of frustration, Yuu sat on the rock and clutched their flashlight closer to ward off the shadows. In the light they could see their breath swirl in the air.

How long have they been out here? It’s gotten even colder than it had been earlier and they have no idea where they are anymore. What was going on? How did they get so far off course from their path?

Their flashlight began to flicker and dim, threatening to throw them into darkness. “No, no, no, no! Come on, please don’t do this now,” they muttered, smacking the flashlight against their palm. “These are new batteries!” With one final smack, the light grew strong and bright again–

And revealed a tall figure standing before them.

“AAH!! Monster!!” Yuu cried out, falling backwards in their panic and scrambling away. “Don’t eat me!”

“Oh my–eat you?” an elderly woman’s voice said before she chuckled, holding up a lantern that filled the area with a warm glow. “I’m afraid you’re far too skinny to fill these old bones, dearie.”

Raising the flashlight higher, they finally saw the woman’s features: a face worn with age bearing a kind smile, body hunched over with a basket on one arm holding a cane, and a pair of large tan-brown ears poking out beneath snow-white hair. A beastman–though not one they recognized.

“I’m sorry, dearie, I didn’t mean to give you such a fright,” the elder said gently, an apologetic look on her face. “I was walking back to my home when I heard you were in trouble and came to help.” Tilting her head curiously, she asked, “What are you doing out here all by yourself? You should be all tucked into your bed back home.”

“I…I’m not going back,” Yuu said. “I’m going to find a new place to stay.”

“Oh? And where pray tell do you plan to go?”

“I dunno…maybe North somewhere?” Yuu said with a shrug, standing and brushing the dirt off of them. They hadn’t thought of that just yet…

“Hm…a little cold to be heading North so close to winter. I hear that the South is much kinder this time of year,” the woman said. “Wouldn’t want ol’ Winter Veil to catch you unawares in his icy wonderland, now would you?”

Yuu said nothing.

“Well, I won’t stop you, little one,” she said gently. “You seem quite serious about your journey. However, it is quite dark out. You are more than welcome to stay with me and my grandson until morning–it would put my heart at ease knowing you were safe and sound.” Gesturing to the side, she said, “My cottage is not far. In fact, you’re standing right on the path.”

Sure enough, they looked and saw the path in question lying right behind the stone they’d been sitting on.

“Of course, if you are still determined to make it to town, you may follow the path that way,” she continued. “Though I must warn you: the path is not easy to maneuver at night, even for my grandson and I. Whatever you decide to do, take care, dear.” Turning away, she began to hobble along the path using her cane, the lantern illuminating the path ahead of her.

“W-Wait!” Yuu called out. When she turned to look at them, they asked, “It’s…just for tonight, right?”

“Just for tonight,” she agreed.

“...okay.” They were silent as they followed along, keeping pace as they watched her easily maneuver the path yet never seeming to get ahead of them. Then, in a quiet voice, they asked, “What’s your name, ma’am?”

“Oh! Goodness me, how could I forget my own manners?” came the startled response as she chuckled. “Everyone calls me Nana Bucchi. What is your name, dearie?”

They told her, adding, “But everyone calls me Yuu.”

“Such a wonderful name. Ah, here we are: home sweet home.”

The cottage was small, surrounded by towering oak trees and several small gardens and one larger garden. The warm glow from the windows illuminated the area to the point Yuu didn’t need their flashlight anymore, following Nana Bucchi to the door and lingering at the entrance. A wall of smells hit them then: warm spices and beef, fresh baked bread, and sweet pastries that made their mouth water and stomach rumble.

“Ruggie, I’m home,” Nana called out, setting down her basket and beginning to shed her coat. “We have a guest.”

“Welcome home, Grammy!” a new voice said, a teenager walking out of the kitchen in a flour covered apron, wiping his hands clean on a dish towel. “So, who’d you bring along this time?”

“This is Yuu,” Nana said, patting them on their shoulder. “They’ll be spending the night with us.”

“Really? Well that’s great timing! Dinner’s almost ready,” he said. Snickering, he added, “I always make extra since she always invites people over.”

At that moment, Yuu’s stomach gave a loud growl.

“Shishishi…especially hungry little kittens like you. Come on! I could use a little help in the kitchen.”

Yuu agreed, feeling at ease around him as he instructed them on how to prepare the dishes. Soon enough they were carrying out a basket of bread loaves while Ruggie carried a large cauldron to the table. Bowls and spoons were set out and Nana Bucchi sat at the head of the table, pouring juice into the cups with a hum. “It smells wonderful, dear,” she said as Yuu cautiously sat in one of the empty seats.

“Thanks, Grammy. Hope you like stew, Yuu,” he replied, filling each bowl with a generous portion before settling down. “Alright everyone, dig in!”

Breathing in the steam, a sense of warmth filled their chest as they examined it. It was a simple beef stew, chunks of meat mixed with vegetables and herbs. On sampling the broth, however, they closed their eyes with a quiet hum. The rich flavor dancing on their tongue reminded them of the home cooked meals their parents used to make.

“I guess someone was hungry,” Ruggie’s voice broke through their thoughts. Looking down, they were stunned to see their bowl empty. “There’s plenty left if you want seconds, ya’know. Just ask.”

Sheepishly holding up their bowl, they asked, “Can I have some more, please?”

“Shishishi, sure thing, kiddo,” he said, filling it with another generous helping of stew. “Try dipping the bread in it–you can soak up all the good flavor in one bite!”

Dinner continued on, Yuu listening to the two talk as they ate and ate…and by the time the stew was gone Yuu had finished four bowls and two loaves of bread–far more than they’d ever had. When was the last time they’d sat down to a home cooked family meal like this? ‘I wonder what they’ll cook together once I’m gone,’ they wondered as they helped clean up.

“So what’s your story?”

“Huh? What story?” they asked in confusion.

“Everyone has a story to tell,” Ruggie told them, scrubbing the now empty cauldron with soap. “I just wanna know how you met Grammy this late at night.”

Yuu said nothing, focusing on drying the bowl in their hands.

“Ah…well, I guess it’s really not any of my business then,” Ruggie said with a shrug. “I’m sure you’ve got your reasons.” Shaking the water off, he grabbed another towel and dried his hands before he said, “C’mon. I’ll show you where the guest room is.”

The room was small, with a single bed, a small table, and a small bookshelf nearby. It wasn’t furnished elaborately, but there was a cozy feel to it. The walls were painted with soft colors, flowers and trees painted on one side while stars that seemed to glow were painted on the ceiling–where they could make out several constellations they recognized while others were unfamiliar to them. On the bed was a large, soft quilt with a savannah like pattern stitched into the cloth.

“It’s not much, but we always keep this place ready in case someone needs a place to stay for a while,” Ruggie commented, setting the lit candle on the table next to the bed. “People usually stay for a day or a week until they get back on their feet. If you need anything, I’m right next door, okay?”

“Okay,” Yuu said. “Um…thank you.”

“Sure thing. Good night!”

Ruggie left the room, leaving Yuu alone with their thoughts as they examined their surroundings before climbing into bed. It was soft, the quilt settling over them with a comfortable weight. Staring up at the ceiling, they thought back to their original goal: to make it to the bus station and find a new place to live. ‘I’ll be gone in the morning,’ they thought, turning to blow the candle out. The room was bathed in darkness, yet before they closed their eyes they could still see the faintly glowing stars on the ceiling twinkling down at them.

////~~~~////

Despite Yuu swearing that they would be on their way right as they woke up the next morning…something compelled them to stay. Nana Bucchi and Ruggie were fine when they said they wanted to stay another night to figure out where they were heading, quoting Nana’s words about the North being too cold.

Soon enough three days had passed and Yuu couldn’t imagine wanting to leave the warm cottage, happy with their new routine of helping Ruggie around the kitchen and listening to Nana’s stories as she knitted something with green and yellow yarn. Each meal they ate was simple, yet each bite filled them with nostalgia and left them feeling content. Warmth and laughter filled every space in the cottage, Ruggie praising them whenever they do something good and playfully teasing them–like a brother. Even Nana’s gentle hugs filled them with a sense of security and peace that they hadn’t felt since…since…

Before the fighting started. When things were happier in that house.

It was out in the gardens when they were helping Ruggie harvest some of the vegetables and covering up some of the vulnerable plants that they got lost in thought.

“Hey. You okay?” Ruggie’s voice broke in, his expression curious yet concerned. “Lookin’ a little spacey there.”

“...I was…just thinking…”

“‘bout what?”

“...my parents…I wonder if they even know I’m not there anymore…”

“Ah. So you ran away from home, huh.” It was a statement rather than a question, yet Ruggie didn’t seem too upset by their words. If anything he looked…sympathetic. “Wanna talk about it?”

At first Yuu wasn’t going to…but slowly the words came out. How their parents would always argue and fight with one another. How the house felt like they were walking on eggshells, worried that one wrong move might somehow trigger another argument between them. How what they heard the other day solidified their desire to run away.

“...I see…” Ruggie looked thoughtful as he leaned against the fence, hands working with dandelions as he twisted them together. Then, he said, “Sounds like your parents were dealing with a lot of stress and didn’t know how to handle it. But…I don’t think they were upset at you.”

“What do you mean?” Yuu asked.

“Well, think about it: if you were really the problem, they wouldn’t have bothered to keep you around, right? Besides, you’re a good kid: you’ve been helping me with my chores and you’ve kept Grammy company whenever I had to run errands around town.” With a casual shrug, he said, “Besides, I think in this case, Yuu, you were probably mishearing your nickname for them just attacking one another in frustration and anger.”

“Huh?”

“You see, most parents want the best for their kids and for each other,” Ruggie explained. “More often than not though, they wind up getting so stressed out and focused on making money to create a living for their family that they just…forget how to live life. They forget that it’s not just some rat-race where it’s survival of the fittest–though the world sure seems to like making it feel that way. Because they don’t let themselves have that time to relax and just breathe…they have nothing to help them feel like it’s all worth it–nothing to help them feel like they can make a living and still enjoy the things that make them happy. And without that buffer to help them decompress, there’s no other place to send that energy but at each other.”

They were silent for a long moment, Yuu mulling over his words. Something flopped down on their head, and when they pulled it off they realized it was the dandelions Ruggie had been playing with fashioned into a flower crown.

“I understand wanting to run away,” Ruggie continued, kneeling in front of them to look them in the eyes. “You feel like it’s the only solution you’ve got when nothing else seems to work. And in some cases, that may be what’s best. For what it’s worth, I think your parents do love and care about you just as much as you do them…otherwise, why would you run away if you didn’t think it would help them get along again?”

“...but…” Yuu paused, not sure what to say. “But…I’ve been gone for days now. Won’t they be furious with me?”

“Mm…they might be upset, but…honestly, I think they’d be more happy and relieved to see you’re safe once the worry is gone.” Placing a hand on their shoulder, he said, “Parents are supposed to listen to their kids when something’s wrong so they can figure out how to make things work or come to a compromise. That’s why communication is so important…okay?” Slowly Yuu nodded, Ruggie giving them his signature grin as he snickered and said, “Great! Now c’mon. Let’s get these veggies inside–we’re making some soup tonight. Wanna help?”

“Y-Yeah. Sure!”

Later that night as the lay in bed–belly full from yet another amazing home cooked meal–they couldn’t sleep, staring up at the fake constellations still twinkling overhead. The flower crown lay on their chest, their fingers brushing over the new green bracelet with dandelion patterns that Nana had finished knitting for them. Ruggie’s words echoed in their mind over and over again, any feeling of defensiveness or determination now faded to emptiness and longing.

‘...I don’t want…to run away anymore,’ they thought, tears blurring their vision. ‘I want to go home…I want to go home…’

“I want to go home,” they whispered to the constellations.

////~~~~////

[...so, you’ve had enough of your adventure, huh? Shishishi…that’s okay though. Being able to go home when things get tough is always part of the adventures of life, whether you’re on a quest…or simply tryin’ to find your place in the world. We all go through it at some point–so why not see where this path will take you?]

/////~~~~////

Sunlight streamed in through their window as Yuu stirred the next morning, opening one eye–and sitting up straight in shock. Their room! How did-? When did they-?

“I’m…I’m home?” they uttered, looking around and patting at their surroundings. Sure enough, it was in fact their room they were seeing. There was no trace of the cottage they had been staying at for the past few days…or…had they? Glancing at the calendar, they saw the date set to the very next day they had left. Had they dreamt that they had run away? All that food and the warmth and comfort they felt from Ruggie and Nana Bucchi…had it been just a dream?

Yet…something was different. The house didn’t feel as tense as it once did, the air feeling…lighter.

It was then that they noticed the sounds of muffled voices downstairs, immediately recognizing the sound of their parents. They were speaking in calm, hushed tones rather than the usual shouting and bickering they once heard nearly every single day.

Stepping out of bed, they paused when they felt something under their foot and looked down, spotting the familiar sight of the flower crown sitting on top of an envelope. A quick glance at their wrist revealed the knitted bracelet, a faint shimmer running along the woven fibers before the effect vanished. Cautiously picking up the paper and the crown, Yuu opened it and read the message written inside:

[Yuu,

Family can become your greatest treasure in this world, whether they are related by blood or by the bonds you create. Find those who love and care for you, and you will always be home. Never forget that.

–Ruggie]

Right before their eyes, the letter vanished in a swirl of yellow dust.

////—--------////

[...and that’s how it happened. Yuu’s parents actually sat down and talked to them, and they agreed to do things one step at a time to make things better for their family. Last I checked, everything was going much better for them since then.]

*sniffle* “I…I…waaaah!”

Awww, Grim! You little softie…

“S-Shut up! I just got something in my eye…”

Well, anyway, it’s really nice to know you kept an eye out for them and everything turned out okay. Thanks for sharing your story with us, Ruggie!

[No problem! And thanks for the donuts~!]

"Hey! That jelly one was mine! Give it back!!"

[Ya snooze, ya lose! Byeeee!]

“Get back here!!”

Well, I can’t say I didn’t expect that to happen now can I?

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland deity au #twst deity au #ruggie bucchi #this took me MONTHS to write and was a struggle #but I'm glad I kept at it and I'm pleased with it!

[talesofmetalandmagic]

So I’ve been building some ideas for League of Legends OCs, one per region. Except Bande City because I don’t care for Yordles.

Aside from Fletcher, my demon OC who lives with cartoon logic and goes around to spread mayhem, I’ve been building up some ideas as it goes.

I’m not really sure about Bilgewater, she’ll either be some creepy hybrid monster-girl or a fierce assassin and pirate with a cute physique. If the latter is the case I want her to be a cool rebel.

For my girl from Demacia, however, I have no doubt: Sylas’ proud and beloved henchwoman, a mage he saved and who fights by his side. Sylas is a king and deserves love. I may base her off Karli Morgenthau from The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, except she’s treated as if she’s right and she gets to live.

Ionia’s side will have a healer, someone who lost enough from the war and tries to mend wherever she can, even though she knows sometimes violence is indeed the answer. I’ll try to find an Asian culture that’s not China and Japan to build her from.

Ixtal has the dubious honor of containing my least favourite LoL character, Zyra. So I’ll create a character who’s hell-bent in hunting and destroying her for the good of the world, all the while she debates herself about Zyra’s own sentience.

I’m also indecisive when it comes to Noxus. On one hand I like the idea of creating a villainous character – Fletcher kills people but she’s not evil, she’s just a demon – but on the other hand Noxus offers more potential for a complex heroine and I shall indeed take it.

My Piltover character – and probably token white character, unless I decide to create that Noxian baddie – will be a high-end gentlewoman thief with a classic double life. Probably a cyborg. Probably spat in Camille’s coffee out of spite

Shadow Isles: this is the character I’ve worked on the longest, so much so I gave her a name (Vivienne). She’s Senna’s older sister, who blames herself for her fate as older sisters do. After shutting herself off from the world she gave all she had in fighting: now she occupies a high rank in the Sentinels of Light and needs to find herself a greater purpose than “protect my sister and my bil with my own life, and on the side curb-stomp Thresh’s head”, thus living for herself. She also exists to fulfill one of my greatest fantasies: hug Senna and tell her she’ll be alright.

When it comes to sweet Shurima, I’m browsing a bunch of ideas and cultural inspirations. I already made a SWANA Oc in Genshin Impact, and since I don’t want to copy her (especially her name, since we already have a Samira) I’ll try to make something that’s the opposite of what she was. My Samira was self-conscious, responsible and insecure: this one will be an extroverted thrill-seeker who needs to undergo a Puss in Boots II arc about life and responsibility and, on the side, slap some sense into a certain bird of dubious smarts.

I need to look up more into Targon, but if I do end up making a full villainess, this one will be it. An anti-Pantheon of sorts, and someone who doesn’t care about the Moon or the Sun: just herself.

The Freljord will bring home a unique character: an old, worn warrior who’s lived through plenty of battles and knows a thousand ways to survive. She’ll probably be my only older character.

Not sure if I’ll even consider the Void.

And finally Zaun: this one already has a unique backstory, having been kidnapped as a kid from a rich Piltovian family and raised by ChemBarons to work as an errand girl. But will cynicism prevail, or will the brave local youth show her a different way?

#league of legends #league of legends of #lol #Runeterra #Bilgewater #demacia #ionia #ixtal #noxus #Piltover #shadow isles #Shurima #mount targon #the Freljord #the void #arcane zaun

[sigyn-foxyposts]

Hi mom Sigyn it's me, your dear daughter :D

You can take this that I will say as a request 💜✨

But I wonder, how would Smite characters from the norse pantheon react if you ask them for a hug?

This came to my mind a few minutes ago and I wanted to know what is your perspective on this <33

Take the time you need to be able to do this in case you're busy, I don't want to rush 😅

Have a nice day mom Sigyn, remember that I will always have ears for you in case you want to ask me for something <33!! and also: 0 drink water, eat well and always give your best smile, Heldi wants to see her mother happy 💜💜✨✨

I love you mom and a lot!! <333

Ha det!! 😊🌹💖

Heldi out 🤍✨

Aww well arent you just so kind! Thank you so much my child. This is definitely going to be quite fun and new for me to do hehe! :D

"How would the norse Pantheon react if you asked for a hug?"

💰Fafnir🐉:

Fafnir doesn't really like physical touch and probably hasn't had that for quite sometime.

Considering he isolated himself after turning into a dragon.

So in conclusion he would decline you.

If you had anything on you that was valuable, he would most definitely accept your hug, but expect your items to be stolen.

🔥Fenrir🐺:

It really depends on who you are to him, if you are a stranger he would most likely just ignore your request, or threaten to eat you up.

He has some very bad trust issues too, which is why he doesn't like hugging strangers. He feels uncomfortable.

Plus he really doesn't like ruining his reputation of being this scary deadly wolf that eats everything in his path.

He does on occasion hug his family and secretly really enjoys hugs. It makes his tail wag uncontrollably.

💛⚔️Freya⚔️💛:

Freya would definitely accept your hug but be a little confused on why you'd want it from her.

She tends to expect, because she's a love and beauty goddess that people would want kisses more, than hugs from her.

Which she then usually would turn down and feel offended by.

But either way, since you asked for a hug. She is happy to show some affection that way to make someone's day. She honestly she prefers hugs too.

🌈Heimdallr📯:

The answer is yes! Heimdall loves giving out hugs and pats on the backs to anyone who asks for it. Unless you're loki of course.

He finds a lot of joy in it and doesn't care if it's awkward, he in general just loves people and spending time with everyone.

Though admittedly if you were to become clingy, like physically clingy he would have to kindly ask you to stop. After all he has a job to do.

Though you continuing to be there with your presence always puts a smile on Heimdallrs face!

💛☠️Hel☠️💜:

Light Hel loves hugs more than anything and will always accept them no matter what!

She would also probably squeeze you to death accidentally too. Yes, she loves them that much.

She also loves physical touch, unlike dark Hel who despises it!

Dark Hel on the other hand, is so opposite. She despises hugs and hates it! She would much rather be violent.

💜Jormungandr🐍:

Like his siblings Jormungandr both likes hugs and dislikes them. So he would most likely not accept a hug, depending on who you are to him.

Mostly because of his huge size, I mean when you're a big serpent like him hugging a small tiny person, it wouldn't be that enjoyable.

Also because he doesn't trust anyone but his family, though it's not like they get that many hugs either. He only makes small exceptions, like to his younger brothers.

🗡️Loki🐍:

Though it's not smart to ask for a hug from this guy in the first place, he either declines you or accepts but tries to stab you.

Unless you're his family that is, he is very much like his kids not hugging anyone but his closest.

Though you'd be surprised to learn that he's secretly a very affactinate person.

Too bad his kids really don't like him in the smite universe, well expect for light hel!

⚔️Odin🐺:

Odin is a grumpy old man and doesn't like to but will exceptionally give hugs. Unless he is busy, if he's busy it's a no!

Neven though he does give out hugs time to time doesn't mean he enjoys them or really wants to.

But after all he is the All-Father! Though he finds it awkward at most. He doesn't want to make anyone upset.

In general Odin has never been the affectionate type, I mean ask his family and they'll tell you just that!

🐿Ratatoskr🌰:

Ratatoskr like Loki will either decline and probably tell you "I'm too cool to hug someone like you"

Or accept only to then try getting some information about yourself or someone else, rumors.

Anything that fills his thirst for drama, satisfies him and he'll do it.

He's also aware people will ask him for hugs because he's so cute so he'll most definitely manipulate you with that. DON'T TRUST THE RAT!

🌨Skadi❄:

Skadi has one rule, if you want to hug her you'll have to impress her. She's quite cold if you get what i mean.

She too has a little trust issues and so wouldn't just hug anyone, but doesn't see anything wrong in giving out a hug for just that simple reason you know.

She actually likes it a little, because it reminds her of the affection she had from her father before he was killed.

☀️Sol🔥:

Sol is like light hel, she just absolutely loves hugs and would accept anyone who offered one.

After being thrown into the sky with her brother Mani, she had been so starved on physical touch it just fills her with pure joy.

And fire, just remember to be careful when hugging her, she's the personification of the sun.

Her body is all fire, which is why she's also quite starved, it's not easy to end up burning up in her grip.

⚔️Surtr🔥:

It's a no sadly for you, he refuses hugs because it's as simple as "I just don't like them".

And because he's also made out of flaming hot stuff (haha get it) that could burn you and he doesn't want that.

Though he could just pat your head, after all he wears gloves. He honestly prefers that if anything.

⚡Thor🔨:

Thor unlike his father doesn't see anything wrong in a hug and accepts them!

Though be careful, the guy is quite strong and could break you in half if he's too drunk or too happy.

Besides from that he loves being affectionate! He's a big teddy bear :]

⚔️Tyr✋:

Tyr is another teddy bear! He loves hugs too and accepts them almost always, if he isn't busy that is.

Unlike Thor he knows his own strength and wouldn't want to bring anyone to harm.

So he is always gentle while giving them. Though he likes being playfully rough without actually hurting you!

⛷️Ullr🏹:

Not as fond of hugs Ullr would still accept them and even pat your head, he really doesn't mind.

It's just that he's never the one to give them, but if anyone asks of course he'll give them one!

They're also very nice to have after a long cold day, that's when he especially enjoys hugs!

He's jalso just nsecure it will be awkward if he asks for a hug, he's quite the loner and anti social person too.

❄Ymir🧊:

Ymir might have the the mind set of a toddler but even a toddler loves a hug now and then! And he is one of them.

Ymir loves giving anyone but Odin and Thor a hug, a big one at that.

He might accidentally squeeze you but it's never intentional and he does feel had if he actually hurts you!

#smite #smite headcannons #norse mythology #norse pantheon #headcannons #Talking to heldril 💚+💜=🖤🤍

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[kylesvariouslistsandstuff]

STRANGE WORLD Frustration

History repeats itself in the world of big-time Western animation feature films...

STRANGE WORLD, a Don Hall-directed sci-fi adventure B-flick throwback from Walt Disney Animation Studios, is looking to lose money at the box office, despite being out for barely 2 days. Costing over $135m to make, the usual for one of these California made in-house pictures from one of the Mouse House’s animation divisions (Pixar’s LIGHTYEAR cost $200m to make), the film is also not playing in several key markets for various reasons. A distribution disagreement is making it a straight-to-Disney+ title in France, and homophobia is why it won’t play in several overseas markets.

At least here, you’d think there’d be some kind of hope, right? After all, animated movies are slowly picking back up at the North American box office. Or so it seems... This year saw MINIONS: THE RISE OF GRU cross $300m domestically alone in addition to a fine worldwide take, THE BAD GUYS legged it up and made a nice little profit, DC LEAGUE OF SUPER-PETS was also leggy and did okay for itself. PAWS OF FURY came and went, MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON had a very short wide run, and LIGHTYEAR failed to recoup its astronomical costs. Take away the budget and horrendous legs for LIGHTYEAR, you’ll still see that the movie collected about $118m domestically. That currently has it behind MINIONS Deux and SING 2 as the highest-earning animated movies of the post-outbreak era. LIGHTYEAR was purely a case of many audiences just not liking the movie. Maybe if it was something else, and not the nerdy-specific movie that director Angus MacLane set out to make (which I admired and enjoyed, myself), perhaps it could’ve been a bona fide Pixar summer blockbuster? I do not know.

Much like STRANGE WORLD, LIGHTYEAR was a sci-fi action animated movie. Those just don’t pull in big blockbuster grosses that are required to cover the hefty costs. We saw this again and again... TITAN A.E. in 2000, ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE in 2001, TREASURE PLANET in 2002, BATTLE FOR TERRA and 9 in 2009, and now LIGHTYEAR and STRANGE WORLD look to join this unfortunate pantheon of animated movies that tried to show audiences the scope of the medium and what it can pull off... More than just singing princesses and farting ogres and jibbering yellow tic-tacs.

Perhaps you could mount an argument for BIG HERO 6 and SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE, two superhero films based on Marvel characters. BIG HERO 6 certainly has some action bits and a techy futuristic setting, but Disney wisely promoted that movie as “haha look at the big funny marshmallow robot”. Then you have the popularity of superheroes, that sure helped! Coming off of TANGLED, WRECK-IT RALPH, and FROZEN had to have brought some goodwill for the Disney Animation adventure, too. It opened very well and held on very well, big hit.

SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE had a fairly lukewarm opening when it bowed in mid-December of 2018, and it relied on very *very* strong word-of-mouth to bring it up to a near-$200m domestic haul. Being a Christmas release also helped, usually family films leg it up *big* time during the season, even with a lot of competition around it. And SPIDER-VERSE had plenty, from AQUAMAN to MARY POPPINS RETURNS to BUMBLEBEE.

But BIG HERO 6 and SPIDER-VERSE are likely seen as “superhero” movies by the public, not so much as “sci-fi” movies. To the public, “sci-fi” might mean space adventures and techy futures, but *without* superheroes. No one in STRANGE WORLD is a superhero. Buzz and his crew in LIGHTYEAR are just human beings in space suits with some neat tech at their disposal, but not really superheroes as we come to define them. LIGHTYEAR could perhaps be seen as a superhero origin story, should we have gotten a LIGHTYEAR sequel where Buzz and his new Star Command crew fight bad guys up in the cosmos, but alas. Visually and storywise, LIGHTYEAR leans more STAR TREK than, say, IRON MAN.

It seems that the one wide-released animated space adventure that didn’t lose money was... STAR WARS: THE CLONE WARS, a microbudgeted pilot to the long-running series of the same name. Now, that $68m gross it pulled in in summer 2008 was no great shakes... But it only cost $8.5m to make. That was it!

Maybe the lesson here is... Don’t overspend on these movies? TITAN A.E. cost around $90m in 2000, but flopped hard with a $36m worldwide take. Yikes. ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE was somewhere around $120m, it sank with $186m worldwide. TREASURE PLANET went down in history as one of the world’s biggest box office bombs, grossing $101m against a $140m budget. (A record for an animated feature at the time, and still the highest for a largely 2D film.) LIGHTYEAR took in $226m against a $200m budget, **ouch!** STRANGE WORLD maybe could’ve been made for half of what it ended up costing... and still look as cool as it did? Films like THE BAD GUYS (cost $80m), SPIDER-VERSE (cost $90m), THE MITCHELLS VS. THE MACHINES (cost $50-100m), even Illumination’s films (typically cost $70-90m)... They all show that you can make pretty fine and even dynamic-looking visuals without adding another $100m to the price tag.

STRANGE WORLD curiously has a “B” CinemaScore, a shocking low for a Disney Animation or Pixar release. Word of mouth looks to be sour for this one, but I can only wonder why. It’s no different from most animated movies I’ve seen lately, that have had fine multipliers. Is it really, truly the sci-fi elements and glorpy weird creatures? Is it truly the classic Jules Verne-esque adventure movie vibes? Are too many Americans **that** homophobic that they absolutely won’t see or recommend this film that has a gay lead character in it who is - not implied whatsoever, stated explicitly - crushing on a boy at school?

Morever, did Disney intentionally make this film fail because of the gay relationship? Many have tweeted endlessly about how STRANGE WORLD wasn’t marketed, or had “bad” marketing. The former is certainly untrue... There were two theatrical trailers, multiple posters, ads everywhere on websites/YouTube/TV commercial breaks/etc. You might have adblocker on, too. However, what was in those trailers didn’t seem to entice those who saw them... If you can’t get people interested in your movie, no matter how subjectively good or unsatisfactory it may be, then it’s dead on arrival. This is exactly what happened to something like TREASURE PLANET almost exactly two decades ago.

STRANGE WORLD is just that, sadly. The ads didn’t get people interested, and the movie itself just isn’t doing it for audiences. I liked the movie fine and loved certain things about it, it has a slew of mostly positive/passing-grade reviews. So do a lot of blockbuster animated movies. No, for whatever reason, audiences are just not digging this one... A shame, because the takeaway better not be “no more animated movies with LGBTQIA+ characters” or “no more animated movies that try out different genres”. If Disney was trying to bury this movie because of Ethan Clade and his crush Diazo, then they failed, because the right-wing *always* finds out. They look for things that aren’t there, so of course they learned early on that STRANGE WORLD was going to be an evil movie corrupting America’s youth. And they were *loud* about it. Heck, they probably gave that movie as much publicity as Disney themselves did.

Oh yeah, about that... Lots of finger-pointing. The current thing I’m seeing is “Bob Chapek killed STRANGE WORLD”. Chapek, a former CEO that I’m happy that they ousted, likely had nothing to do with that. At least directly. The movie was presumably greenlit when Bob Iger was CEO, pre-COVID. Average WDAS movie takes about four years to take shape, from concept to creation to final cut. STRANGE WORLD had to have been on the boards as early as 2018. In fact, if you remember, its director Don Hall wasn’t originally set to direct RAYA AND THE LAST DRAGON, which debuted nearly two years prior.

Tangent-time: RAYA AND THE LAST DRAGON was supposed to be WDAS’ Thanksgiving 2020 offering, keeping in line with how they usually do a new film almost every November/Thanksgiving. TANGLED, FROZEN, MOANA, RALPH BREAKS THE INTERNET, and FROZEN II were Thanksgiving releases in their respective release years. WRECK-IT RALPH and BIG HERO 6 were first-weekend-of-November releases. RAYA was set to be the fall 2020 film, which sets it two years apart from STRANGE WORLD. RAYA was pitched by Paul Briggs and Dean Wellins, who were to be the directors of that picture. Then a shake-up happened about a year before release, Don Hall and Carlos Lopez Estrada replaced them as directors, Briggs was “co-director”, and Wellins was out completely. Because of COVID and other release schedule restructurings, RAYA ended up being a March 2021 release, but presumably it was in the can before then and the release date was simply because of COVID. I think Don Hall was working on STRANGE WORLD circa 2018, while Briggs and Wellins were still directing RAYA. Then the shake-up happened, Hall put STRANGE WORLD aside to direct RAYA... Much like how Rich Moore put aside WRECK-IT RALPH 2 to direct on ZOOTOPIA with Byron Howard... And then returned to STRANGE WORLD after that and committed to that. If anyone from Disney Animation can confirm that for me, that’d be swell! I’d like to think it was an Iger-era greenlight... It’s also entirely possible that this was a modern-day equivalent of DUMBO, a movie banged out in less than 2 years as a stopgap feature, but I’m thinking it was in some form of development dating back to 2018 at the earliest.

(UPDATE: 11/29/2022 - A few days after posting this, I learned that Don Hall started developing STRANGE WORLD sometime in early 2017 after he wrapped up co-directing on MOANA.)

Anyways, STRANGE WORLD being unsatisfactory to a lot of audiences isn’t necessarily Chapek’s doing. In fact I don’t want to finger-point at anyone, be it director Don Hall, or writer Qui Nguyen, or any of the producers or crew, or WDAS chief Jennifer Lee for that matter. They made a movie, they made decisions that they thought were right at the right time, and audiences just happened to reject it. It happens. Moviemaking isn’t elaborate conspiracies, like the internet filmsphere so likes to think that they are... Last year’s ENCANTO was completed under Chapek’s tenure as CEO, and it’s a beloved movie that did okay in theaters during the Delta variant and absolutely *exploded* on Disney+. RAYA did so-so as a theater release when things were slowly opening back up, and did excellently on Disney+... Also a Chapek-era release. Curiously, one of Bob Iger’s first moves was swiftly removing the chairman of Media and Entertainment Distribution Kareem Daniel. If STRANGE WORLD’s marketing failed to get audiences interested in the first place, that’s more on the marketing department than Chapek... And also audiences for not wanting to see it.

As much as it sucks to admit, animated family movies haven’t necessarily had it great post-outbreak in the theatrical market. It has a lot to do with money. In 2014, it was reported that the average American family goes to the movies maybe 4 times a year... Now imagine how choosier they are these days, what with streaming existing and the thought of “let’s wait til it comes to streaming” frequently crossing the minds of consumers. Only LIGHTYEAR, SING 2, and MINIONS Deux crossed $100m domestically... They’re all franchise entries featuring familiar characters. PUSS IN BOOTS Dos is likely to join the ranks too, along with THE SUPER MARIO BROS. MOVIE. You know, an adaptation of a little indie game that nobody at all knows about, nope, not at all, uh-uh... ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE ought to be the other big animated movie smash of 2023, TROLLS BAND TOGETHER (supposed title for TROLLS 3) should do fine, too.

THE BAD GUYS and ENCANTO got into the mid-90s in terms of domestic gross, one based on a Scholastic book series and the other an original story. The former opened post-SPIDER-MAN: NO WAY HOME, the latter just a little before that. If we’ll see an original* animated movie score well any time soon, it ought to be the next Pixar feature, the very familiar-looking ELEMENTAL. It’s got the “what if something was living in a city/factory world?” scenario, a love story, all that jazz. I think it’ll do well come summer 2023. I’m confident it’ll remain a theatrical release, too, but if it goes straight to Disney+? I’ll just be glad that it’s *finished* and it *exists*. After what David Zaslav has been doing at Warner Bros. Discovery, I’ll take whatever I can get. (I’m very bitter about SCOOB!: HOLIDAY HAUNT likely never seeing the light of day.)

* Before I go on, I use the word “original” in this context to describe an animated movie that’s not part of any long-running **film** franchise. THE BAD GUYS is obviously based on a book series, but that book has never been adapted into a movie before. Hence, it’s relatively original. I extend the same to an upcoming film like, say, THE TIGER’S APPRENTICE.

So, STRANGE WORLD likely won’t make it to the $100m domestic threshold. Maybe the studio’s next feature, WISH, will be the one to get back to those MOANA/TANGLED numbers, maybe FROZEN numbers if it really *really* resonates with the public. I feel WISH, ELEMENTAL, and MIGRATION (from Illumination and director Benjamin Renner) are the ones to cross that at the box office next year, maybe not. Maybe families and other moviegoers will remain choosy, and pick the Marvel and tentpole movies instead... So now, we’re left with the budget question.

DreamWorks got smart. After years of blowing $120m+ each time out on films like TURBO, MR. PEABODY & SHERMAN, and many more, DreamWorks found a way to keep their costs down. Compare THE CROODS and its $135m budget to the sequel’s $65m budget. No downgrade to be seen, it’s every bit as good-looking. Animated movies can’t just pull $500m worldwide out of a hat, just like that... And they now know very well. Lower cost doesn’t have to mean penny-pinching and cheaping out.

Sony Animation, Illumination, and Paramount Animation were pretty much already onboard this train or are boarding it at the moment.

It’s WDAS and Pixar who continue to blow so much on their movies. I get that a lot of the time, they’re flexing their tech and resources, but it shouldn’t be to the point where it puts unrealistic financial expectations on the films and might arguably even get in the way of stylistic variety and experimentation. WDAS makes very handsomely-crafted films with impressive feats, but to these eyes, TANGLED/FROZEN/MOANA/RAYA/ENCANTO might as well all be set in the same universe and be semi-sequels to one another. They’re all so samey-looking. STRANGE WORLD manages to kinda look like its own unique thing in comparison, in terms of the backgrounds and much cartoonier character design. At least Pixar has more variety in their features now: ONWARD, SOUL, LUCA, TURNING RED, LIGHTYEAR, even ELEMENTAL and the upcoming ELIO are varied in looks and styles. They feel like their respective directors’ distinct visions. This is true of DreamWorks and Sony, too. WAG and Paramount have multiple studios make their movies, so there’s difference in styles/visuals there. Illumination could surprise us with MIGRATION and future films of theirs, they could break from their typical art style.

Or in short, maybe STRANGE WORLD could’ve cost half of what it cost to make and it wouldn’t have had such an absurdly high bar to clear. A $337m gross, which is 2 1/2x the $135m budget, might not have been doable from the word-go. You know?

Hopefully *that* is the takeaway going forward, but given the way capitalism works, it likely won’t be.

[mountphoenixrp]

We have a new citizen in Mount Phoenix:

          Park Jeonghui, a 26 year old child of Vidar.          They are the stage manager at Divine Twins PAC.

FC NAME/GROUP: Dann (Jung Seungbo) / KINGDOM CHARACTER NAME: Park Jeonghui - 정 [quiet, still, gentle] 희 [bright, splendid, glorious] AGE/DATE OF BIRTH: 26 / 1997.04.22 PLACE OF BIRTH: Ilsan, South Korea OCCUPATION: Stage Manager at Divine Twin’s Performing Arts Center HEIGHT: 5’10” WEIGHT: 141 lb DEFINING FEATURES: Nose ring, raven wing tattoo on the inside of their left forearm.

PERSONALITY: Jeonghui is fairly thick-skinned. They aren’t easily rattled—you have to say a lot of really vile things to them before they will take action on it. They don’t talk almost ever, choosing to let their presence and facial expressions speak for themselves—although they’re not mute. Reasons for their silence are largely unknown to the general public, only to those they’re close with—see history for more. Because of this, they don’t say everything they should. They will often leave things unsaid in the hopes that the other person will just “know.” They don’t realize that most of what they say doesn’t translate from themselves to other people very well. They’re also very self-sacrificing, and would easily give up an opportunity for someone else.

They have a commanding air about them, one that often keeps people from choosing to argue with them. They themselves also don’t partake in drama/arguments very often, choosing to remain impartial on many a situation. The only time that they get involved is when someone is being picked on, in which case Jeonghui will always take the side of the underdog.

HISTORY: CWs: anxiety, mentions of death.

For six years after their birth, Jeonghui’s mother thought her child was mute, until they spoke up against a bully at their elementary school in perfect Korean, as if they’d been speaking it since they were born. Eventually, the two figured out that Jeonghui had selective mutism, as a side effect of their social anxiety disorder. The two struggled through life as much as possible. All of Jeonghui’s extended family is deceased, so Hye did her best to raise them by herself.

Art, in all its forms, is their life. When they lived in Korea, they were part of a dance team, and learned how to dance hiphop/street/breakdancing there. They didn’t care for the style that much, however, and instead started taking lessons in contemporary. That wasn’t able to last very long, as soon all the money had to go towards their mother’s medical bills, but they learned enough of the basics to continue on their own. They introduced their group to the contemporary style, working it into some of their choreographies whenever they could. Dancing comes as naturally as breathing to them, and it’s something that they feel very lucky that they’ve never had to work at.

Eventually, one of their group members suggested they audition for an entertainment company. They did, and they got through the first round of auditions with ease. When the other group members found out, however, they turned on Jeonghui, kicking them out of the group and stating that they were selling out and only trying to get famous. They’ve regretted their decision ever since, as it meant they didn’t get to say goodbye to any of them before they left for Mount Phoenix. They purposefully missed the third audition deadline, feeling unmotivated to keep going after the harsh criticism of the ones they’d thought were their friends. Ever since then, they’ve kept their art to themselves, dancing for them and them alone.

Jeonghui went to college in America, studying dance at NYU. Their social anxiety was exceptionally strong during this time, and rather than learning English to communicate, they learned ASL. To this day, they can understand English, but not speak it. After their return from the States, their mother suggested they go to Mount Phoenix, to perhaps find their father and see if they could be more open with him than her.

PANTHEON: Norse CHILD OF: Vidar, god of the forest, revenge, and silence POWERS:

Stealth : They have a tendency to sneak up on people. They can be super quiet, very flexible and light on their feet.

Tree Manipulation : They can grow limbs or bend branches at will, but it takes a lot of energy.

STRENGTHS: Observant, stealthy, moral WEAKNESSES: A bit bossy, quiet, self-sacrificing

#kpop rp #krp #kingdom #jung seungbo #kingdom dann #mp; welcome

[soilem]

i have a few questions and thoughts about hollow knight now

1) why does it seem like hornet is an only child? like, there are thousands of vessel siblings, myla's song, specifically the "bury my sisters two by two" line suggests more than four sisters, and it sounds like a nursery rhyme or a folk song(??) which makes me assume having many children in a family is common for bugs of hallownest. the kingdom itself does not shine of modernity either so maybe child death was still common which would make that make sense

2) it was a random thought but now i can't shake off the feeling that the pale king's hypothesis, despite not being correct, actually had some solid ground. first, void, judging by its name, SHOULD have made a hollow/pure vessel. since it does not seem to just be a substance, bur also an object of worship and study for many generations of kingdoms that were built there and died there, it's easy to believe in its nothing-ness. as to why the "no mind to think, no will to break"? well, the will part may be for the reason that resisting the infection of the old light took a toll on a bug's body, the swelling and forming of glowing orange cysts commonly being the result of that. no will means no resistance means the body of the vessel will not be damaged by the infection. no mind, obviously, would be to make sure that the infection that primarily affects it won't have a way to take hold of the vessel. (no voice to cry suffering was imo just cruel though). so if the pale king has been correct about the pure vessel, they would not have suffered from radiance's rage. the previous attempts at working with void and making moulds must have been somewhat successful in proving that the creature was void of thought and will for the king to move on to putting thousands of lives through that. unfortunately, despite that, it was still incredibly inhumane and unethical and wrong and cruel and a terrible thing to do. which i find unforgivable for a being that claims to foresee the future to come to even consider. the idea may have had a solid foundation but if you saw it won't work WHY DID YOU EVEN CONSIDER PUTTING A LIVING BEING THROUGH THAT??? NOT TO MENTION GOING THROUGH WITH IT????????

yes i have problems with the wyrms' foresight thing

3) the white lady, who oversees the dying kingdom through the roots that spread throughout thinks that the knight/ghost/player is... somehow more PURE? the one that... in the case of full completion of the game, had delivered the fragile flower to a grave, had completed all the trials of the colosseum of fools, had learned all the nail arts and became a nailmaster, collected every charm they could and received a blessing from a bug in crossroads, fought their way up the pantheons of godhome, explored all the nooks and crannies of hallownest, most of which were so out of their way to completing the only task she even considers, which is defeating and replacing the hollow knight?? more pure?? again, pure in her and pale king's understanding of a pure vessel???????

??????????

im so confused?????

how do you come to such a conclusion??????

4) monomon??? idk i'm just confused about monomon in general

[awellboiledicicle]

I just remembered another Hypnos/oc au i had that involved a daughter Loki had with [spins wheel] who knows just before he was, you know, chained to the boulder.

Under the cut bc long

Her name is Osk and has the patience of Thor, Loki’s bent for magic, and the body of a brick wall. She’s actually a perfectly nice person when not annoyed, the problem is she loves her brothers and sister. And isn’t entirely convinced the world would end if they were treated better, which is a problem because Odin is 99.9999999999999% sure she’s wrong on that. Good news is she was basically Freya’s ward due to the goddess just kinda finding her one day after her mortal mother died of sickness. Bad news is Freya and Odin have been watching Demeter’s unending winter spiral out of control for the last fifty years and they’re... well not antsy. They know Ragnarok is going to come at some point. They’re just in agreement that maybe the great tree shouldn’t get frostbite early, nor should Fenrir be allowed out of his chains just because his little sister thinks he could be calmed with some work.

So a pantheon spanning convo happens between Odin and Zeus--who is also not loving the long winter, or the warring he isn’t involved in over resources--to figure out what to do. Because if the long winter is the Big One, their only hope of stalling it would be cutting out a possible trigger. And the best way to do that, since they can’t just stick her in Helheim because she might stir up Hel early, is to lock her in place somewhere where she can’t possibly contact her family. And them greek gods sure are good at locking up big powerful things. AKA Zeus offered to bind her into service of Hades. Because he does, at the time, have a reputation of only letting very specific cases leave his realm--and only if they follow the rules. It keeps her busy--he knows his brother, though they don’t talk much lately, will have work for her. And, maybe, the resulting offense from Hades will make him answer one of Zeus’ calls. It doesn’t. Hades answers a missive from Odin about it. No one knows how the raven got into the House in the first place, but it seemed content to follow Charon out. They come to an agreement that, yes, he’ll take Asgard’s problem child so long as she does a service to his house and doesn’t cause trouble. Which is good, since he will be her master for all intents and purposes. 

What’s bad is Osk and Freya--who is there largely to make sure she doesn’t channel her father and fuck off--show up about a month before Zagreus starts trying to escape. Which gives Freya time to try to convince Hades to marry Zagreus and Osk in a bid of ‘well if shes married perhaps it will slow her response upon ragnarok’. Hades, much too tired for this scheming and already trying to just be a good host until she fucks off, keeps saying no. Partially because he doesn’t want to deal with the chaos of a wedding, and partially because he seriously doubts Zagreus would be able to keep a wife. Just on a responsibility level. Then Freya tries to talk him into marrying her off to one of Nyx’s sons, assuming he’d have a say in that since the story was still that Zag was Nyx’s son. Hades definitely does not have the energy or time for this and says no.

Meanwhile Osk is not quite sure why she’s there. Like she knows she’s been essentially sold into service, the end date of which is ‘when the world ends’. She’s aware of the mechanical why. She just doesn’t understand why it was necessary-- she doesn’t want Ragnarok to happen any sooner than anyone else. She simply doesn’t want her family to suffer in the meantime. But no one seems to believe her, and thus. 

The upside is she does meet Zagreus and get along with him rather well--though sparring is done only under close supervision of Achilles. Osk might have a more mortal kind of immortality, but she also fights like she’s trying to tear someone apart with her bare hands. Zagreus, being trained by Achilles, does much the same. Which means if they’re not careful, they’ll both be climbing out of the pool of Styx. Which is best avoided. Meanwhile she’s very interested in Hypnos, in a very specific kind of way. Initially, she was curious if he and hsi river Lethe could be used to calm her brothers into stalling ragnarok, or on her father to make him sleep so deeply that the venom in his eyes no longer pained him enough to cause earthquakes. Then she got to know him and her interest turned into: “He is a funny little man, more suited like a housewife than some master of the realm.”

Basically she went “he’s pathetic, i love him” and spent a lot of time giving him pretty trinkets because she liked how flustered he got. Meanwhile he’s a bit caught up in the fact she could destroy him. The fact he was told, very sternly, that he was to knock her ass out if she disobeyed orders was noted and filed away behind her calling him a delicate poppy.

When Zagreus fucks off for the first time, shes the one who gets the job of hauling a very upset Cerberus out of the lounge. Her job, until Zag gets his as security tester, is literally to carry things around for Hades. Not because he can’t carry things, but because there’s so many fucking rolls of parchment. She’s just glad she doesn’t need to memorize all of them because oof.

She also refuses to believe Theseus isn’t Asterius’s father. She doesn’t know the story, no one wants to teach her to read to learn the story or tell her the story, so she just. Assumed, because of proximity. Hypnos corrects her because he’s his favorite fighter and oh darkness, no.

Once Zag gets his security job, he principally hijacks her for what he calls ‘stress testing’ on the off chance the shades are getting too used to how he fights. This is also known as ‘Osk punches her way through the underworld until she actually needs a weapon, in which case she just summons one with magic because what kind of woman would she be if she could not magic up a sword bigger than Theseus on command’.

That said, she’s mildly upset to find out Demeter throwing a fit is why everyone back home got so nervous. Well, not a fit but an overreaction. It’s not like the mortals asked Persephone to go missing. Once Persephone comes back though, Hades has to order her not to tell anyone. Because while yes, it would stop the winter if Demeter were focused instead on her daughter, it would mean a much larger war.

basically im ponder

#Osk au

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