#things to help me remember my own stupid lore

[whitegoldtower]

The three Teams:

🌿🦅🌿 Team Caerwyn: Elenwen, Ondolemar, Dagduach (my oc), Inigo, Talerion, Faendal, Rulindil, Silvandrel (my oc), Ondolemar’s soldiers (I still don’t know what I’m gonna name them yet), Auri. ((CHAMPION OF BOETHIAH)) (Team Sigil is a black Hawk with a gold sprig of juniper in its beak and a gold mouse in its talons) (Aldmeri Dominion Alliance)

☀️🐍☀️ Team Corryn: Taliesin, Caryalind, Nebarra, Lydia, Telmiltarion, Lucien, Odahviing, Durnehviir, Paarthurnax. ((CHAMPION OF AURIEL)) (Team sigil is a black serpent coiled within a red sun) (Dragonborn Alliance)

🌹🕷️🌹 Team Eddard: Vingalmo, Serana, Garan Marethi, Ayla, Feran Sadri, Ronthil, the Karlov Brood (Vasile, Dumitru, Irina, Elisabeta, Lyzolda) ((CHAMPION OF MEPHALA)) (Team Sigil is a black spider on a white flower) (Volkihar Alliance)

Neutral parties?: Severin and Ancano (leaning slightly toward Corryn and Caerwyn), Gwydion and Brelyna (leaning slightly toward Corryn and Eddard), Dzizybor (leaning slightly towards Caerwyn), Hamza (true neutral)

#tesblr #skyrim #skyrim oc #things to help me remember my own stupid lore #also which teams would u guys pick lmao

[0w0tsuki]

Hey can we stop pretending like the only feasible reason that a trans woman would not like the term femboy is because she's some puritan anti-kinkster or somehow against men being able to dress femininely?

Like perhaps maybe the group of people who had to go through a phase of having to figure out and explore their femininity while being perceived by society as a man DON'T WANT to police the way men are able to present and express their genders? Like maybe WE DON'T want to make things even harder for transfem eggs. Like maybe we might have an interest in protecting transfem eggs and are speaking from the harm that we experienced as eggs ourselves?

Like maybe it might have to do with the fact that outside of Tumblr your average femboy is a trap fetishist? Like did we all forget the memes of "trying to figure out if the Astofolo icon is a trans woman or a fascist?"

Like some of us were discovering our transness during puberty in the early 2000s. You remember the early 2000s right? Where South Park and Family were at the height of their cultural influence, the R slur was a substitute for stupid, and bigotry was so common that "traps are gay" jokes could be made in polite company without having to worry about backlash. So imagine what kink spaces were like. Especially when you're a teenage trans girl just discovering herself.

I personally was so damaged by that experience that I began to believe that my gender-no my EXISTENCE was a fetish to be embarrassed and humiliated by and to be reviled for. I genuinely did not engage in relationships because I believed I was going to have to give in and tell them that they fell in love with a sex object. I did not believe that I was worthy of love. And it took YEARS of working through that for me to be comfortable with transitioning.

And after I worked through that I still have to deal with them. They haven't left kink communities they had their roots in. To this day there's a kink website I frequent that has community suggestions for tags IE: Unless the OP of the work goes back to delete this feature, anyone can "recommend" deletions or additions to the tags of the work. This is in place to make the proper labeling/searching/blacklisting of kinks easier to help curate content. In practice though it allows transmisoginists to basically graffiti any transfem artwork they come across. And let me tell you Femboy tags are getting added on right after they replace F/F with M/M on a transbians t4t work. And it happens so frequently that I have to check in about once a month to these trans tags to inform the most recent victim about what's happened to their works.

And outside of kink spaces I go into fandom spaces where I have had to deal with trap fetishists positioning themselves as fucking lore scholars when they harass trans positive folks about the Correct and Moral gender of the transmisoginistic character that they've got a fap folder dedicated. I got to see someone rise to twitch fame off the back of trap content turn into a “femboy icon” because he gave some of the trap money to trans charities and has a trans girlfriend. Who is still making trap content by the way.I've gotten to see reddit lose their absolute goddamn minds when the term Trap was banned from r/anime, shitting themselves so hard about it that they made their own separate website with transmisogynistic wojaks on the home page and everything. And then I got to see the fucking Bridget Debacle.

The reason I always talk about Bridgets trans confirmation is that it's the most widely recognized recent event where the exact shit I'm talking about was on full display. The reason why her being confirmed as a trans woman was such a big deal for trans girls was not just because she was one of the anime caricatures with her own folder in the trap enthusiasts masterbation portfolio. It was because she was GROUND ZERO for original coining of the word trap. And the EXACT same guys who deemed her a trap were now coming out in DROVES fuck EN MASS. But this time as self appointed femboys. We had so many examples of fucking Astofolo icon twitter facists trying to drudge up any type of left sounding argument using the femboy identity after having their initial arguments revolving around mistranslation were debunked. Crying that transfems were “stealing femboy representation” and trying to say that it was an “antitransmasculization force feminization trope” ironically. You know the cry of “Let men be feminine!!!!” y'all always bring out in defense of femboys. THAT'S who you're parroting! THAT'S who you got it from! We have had direct evidence of former trap fetishists dawning the term femboy when it became less cool to be openly transmisogynistic and then started appropriating leftist language to give their transmisogynistic arguments an air of legitimacy.

Like y'all need to understand that this magical space we got here is a FUCKING BUBBLE. Femboy communities in literally every other online space are former trap/sissy communities and are fucking cess pits of transmisoginy. I have seen posts by people who's only experience being around femboys was on Tumblr go out and check a place like r/mildfemboys to be horrified by the obsessiveness of the transmisogyny the femboys they interact with. And the femboys here aren't much better by treating being forced to acknowledge that these people exist and that is a still very active part of their community even if they don't personally interact with it as a personal attack on them and their gender presentation.

Y'all just want to pretend it doesn't exist and treat the idea that a Transfem might not WANT to interact with YOU(OH GOSH!!) because of it like it's some sort of personal judgement instead of something you're just going to have to accept happens when there's a large portion of people who share that title who are responsible for traumatizing them. But y'all got to go one step further. Y'all who go on about how femboys are our closest allies and about how “femboys and transfems are actually closer than transfems want to admit”. Y'all treat femboys like they're out little fucking brother in the queer community and it's our personal fucking responsibility to leave behind any personal baggage at the door in order to make them feel welcome.

Y'all can't handle the fucking idea that a trans woman might not be comfortable with sharing community with someone who's average member would call her a trap while jacking off to her selfies if he thought he could get away with it. That's she's not interested in playing the Astofolo icon game with them. Y'all gotta create a backwards narratives where she is against her own interests, where she is for making it harder for eggs in the future instead of you know. Asking for better from the communities those eggs are drawn too.

I have been forced to fucking put up with femboys in nearly every online space I've ever been in. And I

Am sick and fucking tired

Of putting up with femboys

#transmisoginy #trans bridget #bridget #trans #femboys #femboy #f1nn5ter #transmisogyny tw #tw trap #trap tw #trap cw #cw trap #tw sissy #sissy tw #cw sissy #sissy cw

[amurih]

Fuck it ima put it out anyway.

COTL AU where instead of staying in the cult Narinder leaves and builds his own little plot of land that becomes a rare occurrence you find while crusading through the different biomes post game.

Like it starts off when the lamb like spares Narinder and he’s like sent to the cult. And is in such a state of shock and bewilderment of what just happened that he doesn’t really know that the lamb is setting up their wedding until he’s at the alter. And he just SNAPS. To trade one prison for another? And to be stuck with the same being that not only took your crown, but your title as the god of death as your jailer? No thank you. Proceeds to walk out while the service is still going.

(I’m not the kind of person to think that he would be murdering or plotting to kill the lamb at every turn or possibly. No I would think that Narinder is smart enough to realize that he cannot fight the lamb in the condition that he is reduced to.)

Anyway, I want Narinder to experience life post-godhood by himself outside the cult. Maybe progressing over time you see how his plot of land develops into a pretty nice home for himself complete with a garden and an actual building/house. Not a hut, but an actual house.

All the while the lamb is going through it. It’s normal game play like one would post Narinder fight. Lore, upgrades, reviving the bishops, mystic seller, etc. All the while experiencing the highs and lows of ascension. I think the lamb would ask the other bishops once they get indoctrinated of how they went through their ascensions went. Only they would tell them that each went through theirs differently, so in the end it wasn’t really helpful.

So going through a process that you have no idea how to get through and the only person who does has fuck off into the land and hates your guts. Really fucking sucks man. So they try to “catch” Narinder while out crusading. Only they don’t find him physically, they find his place of residence while he is away.

I thought of a way to incorporate the quests that Narinder gives you when he is usually established in the cult. Could still be used: like there’s a book left on a table where you could peak in and see what’s going on with the cat that is currently away from his house.

“ I should head to Darkwoods and see if I can find more materials to build that fence and make more paper. Moving materials from one abandon home stead to this place has been challenging enough. My arms hurt after years of being bound to one position for so long...I wonder if camellias still bloom there now that Leshy is gone? If not I’ll have to develop a new alternative for this persistent strain and sharp pains I keep having. Got to get these walls up before it starts raining.”

“Bah! There’s not enough food at the last abandoned settlement let alone seeds. It’ll take long of a walk all the way to smuggler’s cove just to see if that sea louse got any thing. And it hasn’t been that long since the depletion of fish at pilgrim’s passage. I would have just stuck to what vegetables and berries I’ve got growing, but some animal or heratic keeps getting into my garden and stealing my food!when I find the person or thing that is stealing from me I’m going to make them into my fertilizer. In the meantime I should look into Anura and see if those foul mushrooms are still there. If I remember they are just as foul as Hecket when she would screamed about being hungry during dinner…Those should hold me over until I get this unwanted pest under control.”

“The wind and rain coming in through the holes on the side of the house that I use to see if any heretics come to kill me, has gotten too much. I’m tired of having to clean up the puddles of water that enters the home. And the curtains don’t do much in terms of trying to block both of these elements.That stupid squid Kallamar doesn’t need his crystals now that he’s gone. It didn’t help him when trying to hide from me. I’ll go to Anchordeep tomorrow and get some to make crystal windows. They sure would make it more beautiful than their temple…”

“Finally the loom is ready. It’s been a such a long time since I had decent robes. It’s easy to find cotton, but what I really want is a nice, soft, silk robe. One that doesn’t rub against these scars preferably. I miss the old one Shamura they made with their silk. But, that one got destroyed in the fight with that damn vessel. Maybe there is some in Silk Cradle. ”

(I’ll come back to this when I flesh it out more via work time daydreams)

#cotl #cotl lamb #colt narinder #cotl au #could also include: #narilamb #Death’s Respite #amurih talks #fuck it we ball

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hey! Was wondering if you knew of any five with werewolf lore? Like there’s one where Derek takes Stiles to the abandoned church the Hales used to go to and explained the god that werewolves pray to/recognize that I can’t seem to remember. Thank you!!!

Sure thing.

where the moon didn't shine by emsmittens

(1/1 I 4,630 I Explicit I Steo)

Some werewolves were influenced by the light of the full moon while others reacted to the lack of light from high in the sky after dark. Full moon werewolves and new moon werewolves; two half of a whole. Or, at least, that was what the stories said. A hunter named Stiles was no stranger to these tall old tales, but he certainly didn’t believe in them… yet.

I'm Betting This Wasn't Beta Tested by dancinbutterfly

(1/1 I 7,870 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek is thrown into a violent heat in the wake of Lydia and Peter's actions at the end of Party Guessed. Debilitated by his own needs, Derek reaches out to Stiles, the only person he wants and can hope to trust.

Tiny Bad Omen Of Happiness by FailWolf (GeekMom13) 

(1/1 I 13,619 I Explicit I Steter)

“Watch it, freezer boy,” a much smaller Stiles said, “I’m already really pissed off and if you get blood on my only clothes that fit, I will remove every single hair from your body one by one.”

Across the clearing, the more familiar voice of Stiles echoed the sentiment, “ZombieWolf, I will sprinkle wolfsbane in every single one of your stupid beauty products, and yes I know exactly where you live and how to get in.”

“Good!” mini-Stiles yelled, “at least this fucking spell got one thing right.”

Stiles stopped glaring at Peter in order to glare at himself.

“Say one thing and I will turn your hair into a mood ring.”

Stiles held up his hands in surrender, “I wasn’t going to say a single thing about the whole nine-year-old me being in the forest. That would of course be ridiculous. This is normal, nothing to comment on. Though, Peter, if I may ask, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?”

“Ugh,” mini-Stiles groaned, “I know we love him —”

Hold the Door by Hatteress (goddammitstacey), maichan808 (maichan)

(1/1 I 16,700 I Teen I Sterek)

When Derek is killed by a rival alpha, the pack will stop at nothing to get him back. Even if that means blackmailing the most dangerous hunter duo this side of hell. Whatever. That whole devil thing was probably totally exaggerated, anyway.

Bonds for Life by JustJim, Useless_girl

(3/3 I 36,575 I Explicit I Sterek)

In which Stiles and Derek actually get to visit Deaton for help and some explanations regarding their bonds and the Spark magic.

Rusty Spoons by Poison_Love_Words

(12/? I 38,182 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles is beyond reluctant to leave his new omega mate for a meeting with the Lupine . It doesn't help that Derek is making it very tempting to ignore the summons and stay home with him. Add to that some freaky dreams Stiles has been having, and he's about ready to cancel the whole thing. Good thing his beta, Scott, will watch out for Derek and Stiles can go make nice with the scary werewolf leader.

Once he is away things seem fine, other than Derek not returning his calls. That's okay since he's making up for it with some steamy texts. Although, Stiles has a nagging feeling all is not right. One that only grows as he returns home to a situation he could have never imagined.

Bonneville Noir by EloquentSavage

(16/16 I 60,913 I Explicit I Sterek)

Sliding his hands around Stiles’ chest Derek found the scents of the Camaro, Laura, and New York still clinging to him like a map of the places he had been.

Holding him made him real. He wasn’t a figment of Derek’s imagination. Stiles was here, and he was staying. Uncontrollable relief spilled out of him, but the right words, the right voice was there to pick him back up. Repeated apologies whispered against his skin relentlessly, melting the last of the anger he stubbornly held on to.

Anthracite by LupusScintilla (inkandblade)

(16/16 I 106,673 I Explicit I Sterek)

It's been a quiet few years, and the McCall Pack has grown and settled. But, when the Hale Pack return to Beacon Hills they find Scott isn't as welcoming as they had hoped.

Soon they, Stiles, and Lydia, find out that not everything about the McCall Pack is as it has always seemed.

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #mates #anon #steter #peter hale #wolf!stiles

[darklordofthesimp]

OK IM BACK

I SRSLY CANNOT GET ANYTHING OUT OF MY HEAD

and i came back to basically another chapter worth of anon spin offs

let me give my two cents on our little babagirl birdy 🤭

No one in 141 is at base apart from Birdy and Price.

They’re all set to be back by around 8pm (idk military times srry homie), but it’s only six.

Plenty of time to let off some pent up frustrations on whatever poor piece of gym equipment they find first.

The equipment in question being the same punching bag they’ve been abusing continuously for the past week.

poor thing is tearing at the seams.

Birdys hands are wrapped in gauze. The white cloth steadily bleeding through as her sloppy, quick punches to the bag continue.

“You can’t do this to me Price. I can’t fucking do this.”

Her breathing was ragged, wet as her chest trickled full of sorrow. Pity; she pitied herself.

Prices eyes flashed. An inkling of regret breaking through his stupid, stupid façade as he peered up at her from his desk.

His hands clasp together tight. Fingers interlacing in an intricate pattern of scars and callouses. Maybe if he tries enough, squeezes tight enough, it might squash the paternal instinct in him to just hide them.

Steal his Birdy, his chic, and run. Keep them safe in the little nest he would make for them both. Father them until they could live by themself. Until they were okay without him.

He squeezed his hands tighter, knuckles whitening.

“I can. And I have to. This is what you need to help yourself,” his voice cut short.

“You don’t have to do shit!,” Birdys voiced dripped a cold, inky venom.

It seeped through his skin and into his bones, infecting anything it could touch to make him understand them.

To make him feel their fear.

Thwak.

Oh. Eyes trailing from the small split in the canvas of our beloved, and now passed, punching bag. To the sand creating a small mess on the floor.

In any other situation, Birdy would be impressed with themself.

You would think surviving something as critical as a shattered skull would give someone motivation.

A reason to keep going.

A light, or hope. A miracle if you believed.

If you survived that impossibility, then you could survive anything to come at you.

Birdy heard the whispers, the comparisons. They knew they beat the odds.

But god, why.

Why, if they could survive a weight of a 6’10 monster.

Why does it feel like they won’t survive the crushing weight of their own mind.

okay thx ☺️ my writing needs are now fufilled

although i MIGHT come back with more for u bc i’m like shaking with ideas ;(

\o/ <3

How

How am I meant to follow up from that.

YOU KNOW WHAT. IM NOT. I'm gonna put some fucking hashtags on this shit and let it speak for itself. This is Canon thank you very much for your addition to the Anything lore.

I LITERALLY HAVE NO WORDS

YOU MOTHERFUCKERS ARE ALL TALENTED

WHY ARE YOUSE WRITING THIS IN A FUCKING ASK BOX INSTEAD OF IN A NOVEL. YOU SHOULD BE GETTING FUCKING PAID.

The part of Price needing to fucking save them. To protect them and forcing himself to remember who the fuck he is and what their job is. BIRDY FUCKING THAT BAG UPPPPP

BRO

I cannot.

#könig x reader #cod mw2 x reader #cod mw2 #könig #the dark lord speaks

[isaac-roc]

I need help! (spoilers for Outer Wilds Echoes of the Eye)

I'd mentionned recently how I found a way to the Stranger's entrance but like, the OTHER side, the back door if you will. I couldn't get back inside the ship bc the door didn't work, and my own ship wasn't there, but was marked at 221 feet (meters?) away, on the other side of the door. I died when my oxygen ran out. I just couldn't activate the door's light mechanism. Also, the stairs leading to that door were different from the ones in the normal entrance, I don't remember exactly how, but that's how I knew it was different.

Anyway, I got there, I'm pretty sure, from a hole in a cliff, that lead to a dark room/cavern with an elevator just like the one at the dam, and before I got to the elevator that got me to the back door entrance, there was a raft on the floor in the dark room. I think there was a lowering mechanism next to the raft. I kinda wish I'd hopped on that raft, no doubt it would have lead me to a very interesting place.

After a few loops of trying and failing to find that cliffside hole, I decided to try to access the back door of the Stranger directly, by flying over the ship; I accidentally flew away from the dark cloak thingy, because I SUCK at flying, but I still managed to reach the back door; I am 100% sure that was it. Anyway I crashed my ship inside of course, and inspected the dock. Pretty sure I didn't find any elevator, which conforted my belief that I really was on the back door's entrance. I got to the door, the one that hadn't worked last time, and saw that the mechanisms were rotating. Yay! So I turned off my light, got inside the little circular room, then turned my light on again, and then I died like, INSTANTLY. Felt really stupid too. I apparently took a ton of damage, which means I either died because I wasn't totally inside the circular room and got shredded by the rotating pieces of metal when they started moving, or the Stranger just, like, went ''fuck you, you're not getting in from the back door'' and killed me one way or another. (Now that I think about it I should probably try to kill myself in the normal entrance of the ship by not standing totally inside the circular room/door and then activating the lights just to see if it's even possible to die like that.)

Anyway. I should try to get back to the back door directly, by flying over the Stranger again. But that takes flying skill, and I'm kinda lazy... I'll do it eventually, but first I would REALLY like to find my way back to the back door from the inside of the ship, from that cliffside hole, so I can investigate the back door again and more importantly, hop on that raft. I've tried looking it up online but it's way too specific, so I can't find any answer (and there's spoilers everywhere).

Maybe I just hallucinated this entire thing and am not making any sense, but I'm sure I'm right.

So. If anyone understood this rambling, and knows what I'm talking about, I wouldn't mind an intel on where to find that cliff hole please! (I don't want to know about the lore, I just need to know where that door is)

#outer wilds #outer wilds spoilers #eote spoilers #eote #my art #this is extremely stupid and my memory might be foggy... but I'll try anyway #long post #echoes of the eye spoilers

[avephelis]

Plz tell me all about your dunmesh party!!! Also can I try to draw some of them???

OF COURSE YOU CAN?? I'D BE HONOURED!! and they're actually all sonas! came about in an aggie voice call. there is a little bit of lore though let me remember it-

basically the gist of things is that they venture into the dungeon to aquire. erm. "monster and adventurer stock". which is totally normal and moral and definitely doesn't involve hacking limbs off of living or dead bodies.

i think there was a bit of stuff on each of us if i can remember it? i'll put that under the cut

top left: mine! he's a tall-man. mainly does a lot of melee fighting and survivalist stuff (would definitely know his way around a monster cookout and freak biology autism session too), but his competence is nerfed by an insanely stupid lack of impulse control or concentration. has definitely died the most times. also, we decided the dungeon meshi equivalent of contact lenses would be a spell that enhances vision but comes with the drawback of keeping your eyes open unless you conciously make an effort to close them. so not only does he have my freaky predator stare he definitely sleeps staring at you.

top middle: goober's (@liverteeth)! dwarf who specialises in healing magic, but she tends to use it less for helping people and more for uh. body horror fucked up science medical malpractice. they and my guy are definitely the most invested in the "party business", so to speak.

top right: cam's (@craftycalico)! tall-man/beast-man (calico cat), if i remember correctly they were going to be mainly specialised in tracking and trap-laying, in a very classically ranger sense. a lot of experience with the outdoors.

bottom left: term's (@t3rm1n0s)! half-foot who TRIES to specialise in elemental/combat magic, but considering as far as i remember half-foots don't have a whole lot of mana, he'd probably just. blow himself up lmao? the weird little propellor hat twig thing could be some sort of monster parasite that helps with that, though. regardless he's excellent emotional support! height-stunted heart of the party.

bottom middle: andy's (@bandy-andy)! kobold weaponsmith and the party muscle! he actually doesn't care at all about the party's limb-hacking deal and just tags along with them to use the chance as an excuse to study dungeon architecture, which he has a vested interest in, and otherwise wouldn't be able to study venturing into the dungeons on his own.

bottom right: ari's (@arieava)! half-elf who ACTUALLY acts as the party's cleric in a more traditional sense. specialises less in healing the body though and more in spiritual protection and rituals. not super sure about the whole limb-hacking thing but he's kind of in too deep at this point.

i think that's everything i remember but i might've recalled something wrong in which case one of these freaks i have tagged will maybe beat the shit out of me. OH WELL! anyway. chaotic evil ass failparty let's be honest here.

#not sure how to tag this one but i should for sorting purposes so uhh #dunmeshi sona #mcytblr arthouse #asks #oh and erm #tw mutilation #lmao #if you did draw any of them i would love you forever and ever tbh

[calkale]

Okay because i put my thoughts in the tags the first time heres some of my spn au thoughts

Also disclaimer i am changing the supernatural story so dont get mad at me for not including things or changing things you like this is my house and i write the au <3

Characters: Dean -> Mav, Cas -> Ice, Sam -> Slider, John Winchester-> Duke Mitchell, Mary Winchester -> Slider’s mom (her name is also Mary in my Slider lore so), Bobby -> Viper, Ash -> Goose, Ellen -> Carole, Jo -> Bradley (he’s like a teen in this but don’t worry theres no Jo and Dean content 🤮 thats his godson) 

-slider and mav aren’t actually related, they were both 6 (mav older by a few months) when their parents got married, duke was a widower and mary was never married 

-Getting this out of the way although i love the chevy impala i am a truck freak so mav drives his dads black 1990 toyota sr5 with an extended cab 

Backstory: -viper and duke were both navy pilots now “hunting buddies”, they took mav and slider out hunting occasionally but whenever they went on long “hunting trips” they left slider and mav at home, that’s because these hunting trips were monster hunting trips

-the same thing that happens to sam and deans mom happens to mav and sliders mom but when they’re both around the age of 10, since they’re older and not stupid they have a lot of questions that duke can’t just bullshit answers to so he tells them about monsters and what he thinks took their mom (because he doesn’t actually know at this point)

-since they no longer have a house they stay at vipers or go on the road with duke 

-once they both start high school slider wants to stop hunting and stay with viper to focus on school, his relationship with duke gets weird after that because duke wants him to keep hunting to find what killed his mom but slider wants to do well in school to make his mom proud, they come to an agreement where slider stays with viper but once a month he has to come hunting

-slider leaves for university (idk what hes studying), mav graduates but stays with duke, he starts hunting on his own 

Now time: -This au starts in 2005 like the show

-duke picks up a lead on the thing that killed mary but is super vague about it when telling viper and doesn’t tell mav anything, he says he’ll be gone for a week but a week and a half later theres no word from him, viper refuses to go after him because “he’s gonna get himself killed” and “ive been telling him to let it go for years” but mav still has to go look for him

-mav finds slider and this basically carries out exactly how it does in the show, he agrees to help for one day, when he gets back his gf is dead, agrees to ditch school 😎 to come help look for duke

story wise thats all i've got so far, i want ice to come into the story a lot sooner than cas does in the show and i dont remember when ash, ellen and jo come in but i want them to come in sooner too. hopefully ill actually work on this more but i hope you guys enjoy

Character descriptions:

Mav: -has the classic dean necklace given to him by slider

-dresses basically the same as 86 movie mav but with flannel 😎

-does wear his cowboy boots but he’s normally wearing work boots

-eyebrow scar eyebrow scar eyebrow scar!!!

Slider: -wears his mother’s wedding ring on a necklace, duke gave it to him after she died

-dresses like early season sam, carhartt jacket, hoodies, tshirts and baggy jeans

-silver eyebrow piercing 😎

Ice: -exactly the same as cas but with a dark grey trench coat

-his eyes always glow a little, not enough that its noticeable unless its in the dark

-has a grey hoodie and black jeans for when he needs to look a little less “formal” 

Goose: -has a mullet its a key part of ash’s character so 

-just think mater from cars personified mixed with goose idk

Carole: -dresses exactly like ellen 

-her classic curly meg ryan hair stays tho

bradley: -just a mini goose

Duke and Viper: -they look pretty much the same, just some dad with a mustache and flannel

-only difference is duke always wears his wedding ring

#cals spn au #top gun

[im-a-moldy-bread]

HAPPY EXISTENCE DAY

♡ angst ♡ not proof read ♡ slight gore for sensitive readers ( like a grain of sand ) ♡ not really accurate to lore ♡ ooc

Artist on twitter: Elico79068549

"Scara, today is my birthday!"

"Ah you mean that day where humans celebrate their first day of worthless and mundane existence despite their creation being of no effort of their own?"

"Yes, but it's also to celebrate the fact that you're able to live to this age happy and healthy, for the people around you to be joyful about your presence in their life!"

"How utterly useless, as all humans traditions"

"Eh I guess I should just jump off a cliff right now then since you clearly aren't happy with my existence"

His eyes shot up, he didn't expect you to take it that badly. Panic start running in his veins.

"AHAHAHAHA I'm joking of course. Here, I saved a piece of the birthday cake for you! You're okay with vanilla flavour, right?"

"It doesn't matter to me what flavour it is."

Despite his hesitancy, he took the cake from your hand.

"It taste..decent enough."

"I know you would like it! Enjoy the cake! I'm going to go ham on the booze, cya!"

"HEY I NEVER SAID I LIKED IT, AND DONT DRINK TOO MUCH YOU- *Bam* idiot..."

the door shut on your departure

" *sigh * I will take care of her later"

Scaramouche returned to his paperwork as the next day arrives. That was how you spend your first birthday with him.

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You guys were taking a stroll down the street. Well, it's more like you pushed him out the office to accompany you to your whimps.

"Y/N I STILL HAVE WORK TO DO!"

"Indeed, and one of them is seeing the streets with me. Hurry now, we're going to miss the fireworks!"

"What reasoning is that? Wha-"

You hold his hand and ran before letting him finishing his sentence (most likely another insult). Scaramouche give up on resisting. He doesn't know what get you so excited, but he is used to falling for your sudden nature by now. He stared at your back, at your hair that bounce up and down as you ran, at your jumpy happiness that he wants to keep all to himself, at you, all of you.

Suddenly you stopped in yout tracks.

"Scara look!!!!" You points upwards.

Fireworks of different colour set ablaze high up in the nightsky. Like a thousands different kind of fiery flowers.

The moonlight shine delicately on your face, as the reds, the blues, the greens pop up and went out.

He wanted to burn this sight into his memories, into his eternity.

You look back at him.

"Sorry, I wanted to spend my birthday with you this year but I could only force you out of your office. Otherwise you won't come at all!"

You pout, holding scaramouche hands more tightly than ever.

Maybe you're just as afraid of losing him as he is of you.

"Happy existence day, y/n."

He let out without a thought. His voice was soft. And you knew it was for your ears only.

"Its happy birthday stupid."

He deadpanned.

"Fine, I take it back."

"HEY NO BACKSIES! Plus I would pay you one million to say it again!"

"Then... I shall say it to you next year too."

"Ehh i cant wait that long! Ahh dear Barbatos please let time past faster."

"Pfttt impatient as always hahaha."

"I can't help it. NEXT YEAR, COME SOONER!!"

You shouted.

Your smile is brighter than the moon, he thought. Its funny how you get so excited about the simplest of things, he thought. I wish you stayed that way forever, he thought.

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Scaramouche just return from his expedition.

He's holding a letter you wrote just yesterday, filled with honey laced words , bunch of I miss you, I love you and lastly a "I wanted to see you again ░▒▓██▓▒░". And at the end of the letter, your signature and the date.

Ah it's that day again. Perhaps that why you both were longing for each other so much eventhough you guys had only been three days apart.

He remembered humans have tradition of giving gifts on birthdays. He himself have readied your gift a few weeks ago. A of custom made pendant, made by the most renowned blacksmiths in teyvat, reminiscent of the fireworks and fake stars you both seen together last year.

He spare no time and hurried to your residence. With no second waste, he arrived at your door. He took a deep breath, mustered up every bit of emotion in his body and knock before opening the door.

"HAPPY EXISTENCE DAY, Y/N!"

However, his short lived excitement was responded with silence. Knowing y/n, they most likely is celebrating in their room with their friends. He didn't like the idea of not being the first to wish them on this special day, but he miss them too much to care. He expected your loud voice filled with joy, but as always, you surpass his expectations. Your corpse lay limp as you hang from the ceiling, skin white as the snezhnaya snow,

Scaramouche stood still, he froze in place as his eyes examine and take in every part of your corpse. Then, he hug you, hug you so tightly blood started oozing out of your cutted wounds and one might think your bone shattered.

He wanted to hold your hand one last time, but it was clenching something you refused to let go even after you died. A sticky note, messily written.

"I wanted to see you again before I go. Wish me happy birthday will ya?"

He hooked the pendant to your flesh.

"Happy existence day, y/n. May it corrodes with you."

He didn't cry. He didn't laugh. He was emotionless. This void appeared in his hollow husk once again.

Once more, I've been tainted by worldly filth

My 4th betrayal was a heart, a lover.

Surrounded by sorrow and grief, they seek to run away from the prison of their mind, robbing my torso central cog and leaving me behind to rot.

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A fic to myself 30102022

#scaramouche x you #scaramouche #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #modlybread

[whitegoldtower]

Banwe, Vyrnwe, and the Song of Three

Banwe of the river West and

Vyrnwe of the river East

Watching over bird and beast,

Happened upon a group of three;

Three a’knocking at a tree.

So said Banwe of the West,

“Wherefore dost thou enter here?

Three for Gandryll, up the Weir.”

“We are Alder,” Gwynvaer said,

“Rowan, Willow. Live nor dead.”

“You do not live within our waters,”

Vyrnwe of the East thus spake,

“Neither haddock nor of hake?

Amphibious sons or mer-folk daughters;

A test of pwca, you must take.”

Gwynvaer of the giant’s blood, Aelf,

And Folcwyn of the Glyn,

Possessing neither scale nor fin,

Thus agreed to take the trial:

Or drinketh from a deadly phial.

And so the Western river spoke;

“A thousand golden rings have I

To count as time goes passing by;

But to see my treasure bold,

You must split me, stark and cold,

For I am the King which goes untold

Despite my hundred acre hold.”

Three did stop and think a while.

“You are but a tree of oak.”

Thus Folcwyn of the Glyn hath spoke.

“And though my answer ringeth true,

I have one to ask of you.”

The river to the East did laugh,

And wore a cocksure, haughty smirk;

A subtle eyebrow he did quirk.

“What hath thou to ask of me,

That I be bested by you three?”

Folcwyn moved to answer then,

But was stopped short by his friend;

“Let me speak, love, let me end

This wit-battle, lest we loop.”

Thus, sweet Aelf did lead the group.

He spoke with grace and tenderness;

“An idle carving wielding power,

A man shall sit with me for hours.

I conquer Kings and dominate rooms,

And send the condemned to their tombs.”

Silence then descended there,

Hanging hard upon the air.

Banwe hummed and Vyrnwe hawed,

“A sly question, posed, milord.”

“Might we have some time to spare?”

The east and west deliberated,

Focused solely on the sky,

The group of three so passed them by.

Gwynvaer, Aelf and Folcwyn, here,

Entered Gandryll, up the Weir.

#poetry for my FMP uni project #my poetry #things to help me remember my own stupid lore #my writing #writing #creative writing #welsh poetry #welsh #heavily based on welsh folklore #reconnecting with my culture through fantasy #native welsh

[enigma-absolute]

Can I hear more about Maddox? What's his backstory like? Where does he fall on the timeline?

(if I'm sending too many asks, do forgive me!)

You’ve unleashed something in me and now I can’t shut up

To start us off, here’s my boy! This is his original character-defining spread in my sketchbook from early last year:

Here’s some more art of him, as a colour reference! And what’s this? MORE banger art of my boy????

And here’s a meme too!

Aside from this older character development challenge google doc providing a lot of his original foundations (including his original character submission sheet!), allow me. To expand on. The Lore.

I don’t think I can shut up greatly so I hope you’re ready for a big ol read under the cut!

So. Maddox is a rebel spy before and during the Rebel alliance in the Galaxy Far Far Away. Standard stuff for a 24-year-old right? WRONG

He’s actually an Australian, a Sunshine Coast local, from OUR earth in early 2023, swept up into something that took him back in time and far off into space (of course, a long time ago, in a galaxy far far away) to have adventures and stuff like that. Adventures and all are just it, right?

WRONG.

AMNESIA BLAST UPON THIS BOY. GET DUNKED ON.

Joking aside, to quote the backstory portion in his original RP submission form, and even the addition directly from the document:

Maddox genuinely has no clue how he got here.

As in, how in sweet Force he ended up a long, long time ago, in a galaxy far far away from his own. His retrograde amnesia from a recent-ish rebel spy mission (involving hijacking and detonating an Imperial ship before escaping) has receded away enough for him to remember his life on his home country of Australia on Earth (and a rough knowledge of OT canon and even rougher knowledge of PT canon from that time), but a lot of things are still fuzzy.

He’s grateful he can remember quite a lot, including: his name and age, his past life and home, muscle-memory for espionage, how to catch on to flying several starships if given enough time, and even some previous missions. But whatever his amnesia is hiding from him, he hopes that the Force can help reveal it again… and maybe help him find a way back home. In the meantime, his goals for this galaxy are to continue his sick espionage job, find a way home, make some close friends and maybe, hopefully, call the Emperor a bitch to his face before he carks it during the events of ROTJ. Not all in that order specifically, but he’ll work on that.

Maddox specifically landed in the year 9BBY, roughly before the events of Kenobi were about to happen. He was picked up by and later joined Bail Organa’s Rebel Cell, as the Alliance wouldn’t have existed yet.

His fateful mission, subsequent amnesia and initial recovery occur at the tailend of Kenobi, leading him to re-meet a young Leia Organa when recovered by Bail’s rebels. Leia sneaks in a word to her dad, and Maddox is sent away for a week or two for some ‘minding’ with help of the Force. He later recalls the word ‘therapy’ to better describe his situation and tells the therapist there (who is also initially annoyed about this whole situation happening) that ‘minding’ is a stupid term and the galaxy should really get behind ‘therapy.’

(He won’t know this till later, but his therapist Ben also gained hope and healing through it too.)

Due to Force *~shenanigans~* and the still unremembered way as to how he came to the GFFA time from 2023 on earth, Maddox doesn’t really have a way back home and is physically stuck aging at 24 years old. And despite obviously being from Earth and thus having no midichlorians of his own, he is Force-sensitive after having an encounter with it while in spy training. That being said, he has a unique relationship with it where he can feel it more ‘talking’ to him than not, and is able to use it with study, self-teaching and meditation. However, he will NOT take a kyber crystal of his own. He may be a light-sider, but he doesn’t feel he deserves the title of Jedi.

We’ll get back to that in a bit.

His amnesia is (of kriffing course) courtesy of the Empire, under a top-secret, but now defunct and destroyed experiment called Project Lethe. This experiment had been self-contained in the star destroyer Calledania, but when a Rebel spy mission to break its secrecy had gone awry, Maddox had enough time to help set charges to blow it up before his capture and subsequent retrograde memory wipe.

You can imagine the horror he’d be going through, waking up after falling out of a bacta tank and coughing it out of his lungs, knowing NOTHING about himself or what’s going on. Then only arming himself with a scalpel and maybe a doctor’s medical ID before running out onto the main bridge to see that he’s in space (he really shouldn’t be), everything is chaos and falling apart (is he in a spaceship?) and he’s certainly feeling everything falling into a nearby planet’s orbit (these stars are NOT his own).

Of course, he managed to escape and started to recover his memory with the Force, but you’d have to ask him for the fuller story. And that’s if you can convince him to tell you all the details.

In terms of timeline and character relations, aside from entering and joining the early stages of rebellion prior to Kenobi’s events in 9BBY, he’s become a cool older ‘cousin’ friend of a sort with Princess Leia, especially since she was the one who knew his later-therapist Ben (Maddox nicholasnames him ‘Benny’) first. Bail has also been a mentor figure for Maddox before and after his amnesia - in terms of the growing rebellion, high-class etiquette and manners (which mostly consist of keeping an eye on Leia at fancy guest parties and learning from her). Not to say there’s no personal platonic fondness between them, it’s just that the professionalism has been more important for Maddox to get a grasp on his new life.

He’s also grateful for meeting and befriending friendlier folks in the GFFA, such as freeman Clone Troopers Juggernaut and Jorts (OCs in the first RP server I ever entered him into), and in 7BBY, @moobrvoobl-moobmoob-oobmpoobroom’s Clone OC Strike and co-created OC Pins, a stormtrooper who ditched the Empire when the two rebels had their cell missions cross paths and escaped together after going after an asset. Maddox has quickly grown to befriend and fall in platonic love with Strike and Pins, the former particularly since she causes/caused flares in his memory of his mum.

Especially since, in his old earthen life, he was an Eshay, and a horrible person to his mother and sister.

Did I mention he’s a regretful older brother? And a regretful son?

For leaving his family behind? For not being the person he should’ve been? For being selfish and into stupid stuff when there are things in life worth more than stupid ‘friends’ and stupidity?

Good god he’s ashamed to admit it. But he has to admit it somehow.

It was the second memory recovery in the Force that he recalled how he used to be, getting so depressed he needed that therapy from Benny.

Okay here's a couple rapid-fire points about Maddox bc I don't have all the brainspace for backstories:

In the flight back to the base after his couple-weeks therapy from Benny, Maddox had a dream about talking to some fella named Anakin, infodumping to him about the fauna and flora of Australia the entire time. Anakin was in awe of earth's natural flora and flora.

Maddox didn't put two and two together on that 'Anakin' guy until after waking up. His memory got intact enough to connect those dots.

(He won't do the same for Benny for a long, long time).

His enamel pin is actually his sister's, and it's another Peter Pan reference with the star and text saying 'straight on till morning'. (I really hope I can defictionalise it into a real pin one day!)

The leather bag he carries was borrowed by his sister for some time before he took it with him to the GFFA, so he's got more of her belongings with him rather than his own.

He modded an iPod over quarantine days into having a new battery and 256GB SSD drive to fill with his own music, but of course - his sister got to it when he wasn't looking and filled it up with her own tastes before he could wipe it clear.

So now he has his sister's tastes in music, for the most part. Which is a good thing.

So as for Maddox right now in my personal timeline? Well, I just have fun tossing him in the years between 9BBY-4ABY, putting him in Situations and Events (mainly RPs) to see how he develops and how far his character goes. There's a couple alternate timelines and AUs he's in, including the Chrumblr RP in the big discord.

And that's not even getting into the stuff his sister gets into in AUs and timelines.

#enni answers #thefinaljediknight #Chris rambles #Maddox (GFFA) #HEY LOOK IT’S THE LORE POST #Star Wars #Star Wars OC #my creations

[eveistdiepommes]

💕💛 🪞^^ ~

OMG YAYY HIIEEE OKAY I CANT WAIT TO ANSWER!!!! :3

💕- So!! A character that I ABSOLUTELY LOVE AND ADORE but don’t speak a lot about is… well… there are a couple!!

The first one that comes to mind is Romania! And this is a newer favorite of mine!! I mentioned I think in an ask that I’m still catching up on newer hetalia lore and characters and stuff! And I finally got around to reading Romania’s segments and learning more about him and… I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HIM!!! He’s quickly becoming a character I attach to because of his personality, or what I gathered from personal interpretation!

He’s so positive and silly and I think I’ve seen other people describe him as an orange cat! But what I think is very relatable is that he’s charming and positive but ALSO loves folklore and (what other people consider) creepy things! I’ve always been drawn to the macabre, I practice and believe in magic, and it just so happens that my second biggest passion is Vampires (among other supernatural beings and lore!)

Other characters that fall into this category are Japan, Belarus, Ukraine, and Belgium! BIG emphasis on Belgium she’s my favorite hetalia lady!! I used to have a Belgium roleplay account on twitter (before it became confusing 🥹) so if any of you remember waffle mun… hi… that’s me🫶

💛- OKAY!!! A friendship that doesn’t exist in canon but I want to see… I might be biased here, and also I don’t think???? It’s happened in canon??? But they have interacted!! It’s..!!!!! (Drumroll)

Finland and Italy!!!! I think these two would get along so well and I’m biased because they’re my favorite characters (in the ‘im just like them’ category) Finland and Italy are both bright and cheery and sweet! Their kindness would fill the whole room up! But, I also see them as two very anxious people (IM PROJECTING AAAAH) I usually portray Finland with OCD, as I’ve been coping with my own OCD after coming off of anxiety medicine. And in the same vein, I’ve always portrayed Italy as an extrovert who is also socially anxious (and sometimes socially unaware.) I think these two could help each other in moments of stress, as I’ve always noticed I forget my anxiety when I see a loved one in trouble! The need to help people you care about almost always overrides fear, and I think their friendship would be beneficial to both of them!

(Also another friendship I’d love to see is Canada and Italy, but I could dedicate a whole post to that BAHAH)

🪞- YES! I ACTUALLY HAVE BEEN MEANING TO TALK ABOUT THIS!!! Also, heads up, this is gonna get a bit personal!!

It’s no secret Finland is my favorite character! And that’s for a multitude of reasons. But I actually first got very attached to him because of how he was physically portrayed. He’s short, chubby, rounded. I used to be very chubby because medicine made me gain a lot of weight (the same anxiety medicine I mentioned I got off of!) Well, last month actually marked a year of being off it, and within that year, I lost all the weight I gained (45 pounds!) Of course, this also was because I started exercising a bit more and stuff!! But all in all, I’m very proud of how far I’ve come and I love how I look!

All of this is to say, I give Finland my body type. While I am short and slim, I’m by no means a twig! My portrayal of Finland still has a soft tummy and rounded face and thicker arms and thighs! It’s mostly my height I give him, making him the second shortest Nordic, but even then… he’s still taller than me 🥹 (I’m 5’2” / 158 cm for reference!!) I know a lot of people portray Finland as chubbier/fatter and let me tell you THAT IS AMAZING AND CORRECT AND BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I LOVE CHUBBY FINLAND TO THE DAY I DIE!!!!!!! The only reason I give him my body type as I grow and change is just for the simple fact that I am very attached to him! I see myself when I look at him, which probably sounds really silly! But these stupid hetalia characters have been with me at my worst moments, have been with me through hospital visits, and they give me a lot to look forward to!

WOW THESE ANSWERS GOT DEEPER THAN I ANTICIPATED!!! ANYWAYS!! THANK YOU FOR INDULGING ME!!! 🥹🫶

#hetalia #hetalia headcanons #hetalia fandom #hetalia world stars #hws romania #hws italy #hws finland

[starry-blue-echoes]

hello, its me again, the self insert bastard

i have SO MANY thoughts about Jotaro and Kakyoin being childhood friends, it's only for a short time because Kakyoin's dad's job causes him to move around a lot; but they reunite in middle school only for Kakyoin to move away a month later AND THEN, Jotaro gets in an accident where he hits his head and forgets, along with him starting to show an aggressive nature [ due to said injury ] + combined with the harassment he faced because of Japan's xenophobia and then people suddenly wanting to be all over him one the Joestar Genes (tm) kick in

Which leads to DIO trying to take advantage of this bond between the two by sending Kakyoin after Jotaro in some sick mind game and Kakyoin expecting Jotaro to falter in their battle only for Jotaro to not have a single goddamn memory about Kakyoin and beating him stupid.

Which ALSO adds a layer to the scene where Jotaro pulls the fleshbud from Kakyoin's head and Kakyoin being near in tears as he cant understand why Jotaro saved him after very clearly not recognizing him and Jotaro is just, idk bro [ deep down his soul is like I GOTTA ]

theres like so many MORE layer to this when the self insert universe lore comes into play but i dont want to barf it up all at once because i want this to slap people in the face when its revealed in full [ when i can finally write this, i gotta finish the current project im on before diving into more ]

my brain is full of thoughts

*crashes through the wall* HEY I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND BUT FOR SOME REASON THIS SMACKED ME UP THE HEAD WITH BRAINROT SO PREPARE YOURSELF FOR EVEN MORE ADDED IN WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT-

so what if I just. what if I

*bonks Jotaro with more amnesia*

what if in the accident you mentioned Jotaro couldn't remember anything. Like, brain blank, had to relearn a lot of basic skills and is having to essentially start living life again from scratch

Holly is of course a god send through it all. She never expects anything from him even though he's supposed to know who she is, and despite the undoubted amount of pain she's experiencing seeing him like this she lets him get closer and comfortable at his own pace, never making him to do anything he isn't comfortable with. She does what she can to help him remember things, but also does what she can to help him keep the new memories he makes (another symptom of amnesia is having difficulty making new memories too which will honestly just adding more frustration). Maybe she gives him a small notebook and maybe even a video camera to help him out

she doesn't try to mould him into how he used to be and just..... lets him be who he wants to be

and honestly...... when he does start school it's no wonder he retaliates. He probably pestered Holly for months to let him go back to school, but when he does...... the world is crueler than he thought. It's not at all like his home with Holly's warm hugs and phone calls with Joseph's bad jokes and crazy stories and Suzie's gentle encouragement and advice. Instead, it's cruel with harsh gazes waiting for him to mess up and whispers he can just barely hear and rules he can't understand

it frustrates him and scares him but most of all it confuses him. And because he doesn't know how to respond to it all, he retaliates with anger. Anger was easy. It made sense, it was clean cut and knew what it wanted him to do and gave him quick, easy explainations of how to do it

(Holly hates it, he knows. He can see it in how the spark in her eyes dims a fraction every time she gets a call from the school, how her eyes will linger on every bruise and scrape when he comes back home long after the sun set, how she always looks so sad whenever he hangs out by himself without any friends)

((But she never says anything. She still keeps the first aid kit under the sink stocked up, she still makes him his favorite foods (new and old) every few weeks, she still helps him go over all his video footage and journal entries, and in those soft moments behind the wood walls and shoji doors that keep the harsh world out, Jotaro can't help but wish he could remember what to feel instead of anger))

but of course, Dio and Kakyoin have no idea about any of this. As far as Kakyoin's aware, Jotaro simply..... forgot about him. There was no recognition in Jotaro's eyes, so hesitation in his punches, no acknowledgment of the past they shared, of how much they'd meant to each other

And BOY that's painful to learn, that the one and only friend he ever made, who stubbornly stuck to his side no matter what he did to try and scare him off, who accepted Hierophant's existence without hesitation even though he couldn't see the spirit, simply....... forgot about him completely. Whether it was because he didn't care or because in the grand scheme of things Kakyoin really wasn't that important, it burns in a way he hadn't predicted it would

this definitely changes his and Jotaro's dynamic, with Kakyoin trying VERY hard to pretend he doesn't care and is completely unaffected and Jotaro who really has no fucking clue what's up with this red haired kid

and who knows. Maybe Kakyoin was a pinch familiar to Jotaro but he brushed it off since there were a lot of things in his life that felt vaguely familiar. Maybe they knew each other before his accident, but they probably weren't that close since the guy hadn't tried bringing up the past yet. Or even worse, maybe it was a one sided type thing and Kakyoin had no idea who he was at all

(Jotaro tries not to acknowledge the slight disappointment he feels at that thought. His knowledge who he is, who he was, was almost entirely limited to his mother and grandparents who lived across a whole ocean. No friends, no extended family, just the three of them left filling in the gaps. The idea of there being a fourth person who properly knew him, someone his age...... ah, but no matter, it probably wasn't anything)

also for some added angst....... just. when Jotaro starts getting more positive(?) attention at school, what if some people tried pretending they knew each other before his accident to try and get closer. Just to give this boi some ✨ trust issues ✨

and honestly, there are so many ways the reveal and reconnection can go and I don't know which one to pick. We could have the crack-y "Joseph makes a joke about it and Kakyoin's brain soft reboots" to the softer "in a moment of vulnerability Jotaro talks about the amnesia because he's starting to genuinely see the Crusaders as friends" to an angsty "Kakyoin reveals he knew Jotaro in a moment of stress/high emotion and Jotaro slightly flips his shit because This Guy Knew Him And Didn't Say Anything"

there's just. so much and it's so tasty

#hehehehe oh this made my brain go BRRRR #also it just hit me so much of what I wrote could come off as romantic but my brain was HARD vibing in the platonic zone jfbvjsbfcd #*laughs in aroace* #honestly it could really be either take your pick #initial thoughts #forget me not #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #stardust crusaders #jjba part 3 #jjba jotaro #jotaro kujo #jjba kakyoin #noriaki kakyoin #hierophant green #jjba holly #holly kujo #jjba joseph #joseph joestar #jjba suzie q #suzie q #sb answers #minawakitten

[boltun-tkn]

"why do u dislike the dragunov/raven story so much?"

thats easy, this man who i just call sergei is one of the most neglected characters story wise i have seen, its bad enough how from all the existing endings, I love this character so much but this is so frustrating

only one ending from all of them is canon (one of the tekken 7 ones) i dont know if maven survived yet, no clue, who knows if she didn't and raven wants revenge or some shit??? even tho she is kind of a dick (she calls raven an imbecile lmao)

the tekken 5 ending isn't canon because he didnt capture devil jin but still added this cliff hanger with the glowing eyes wich is fucking stupid, people kept wondering what that thing is but it doesn't matter because THIS ENDING ISNT CANON

both tekken 6 endings aren't because he didn't beat the big monster (I cant spell his name and idc)

the TTT2 isn't because, bruh why, alisa is working for jin and her dad, sergei is against jin, but the concept is shit too, I hate it and the comments people make about it (replace her with jack and jane helps or something, problem solved) i dont even like alisa, or this combination, i dont take criticism lmao

not even any special team win poses, no alternative interactions, just alisa? thats all? wow thanks namco we dont talk about bryan btw I hate him too, gross ass character

its so stupid how at least raven I had somewhat a relevance in the main story, but when it comes to the focus on his confrontations with sergei, nothing happens, he tried to stop him in tekken 5 and ended up getting stomped, yea thats the ending for ya

he tried to stop him in tekken 6, it only ends with one of them getting away and the other one doesnt, but thats also where it ends, the outcome of him trying to solve the issue in russia that was going on isnt explained, like bitch I DONT KNOW, TEKKEN 7 JUST CUTS TO HIM BEING SENT HERE AGAIN BUT NOBODY EXPLAINS SHIT

BRUH i remember getting excited in late 2014 about the big announcement that is this game, waited 3 years, just to see it once again, this time its a woman, she just appears and tries to stop him, but from what? ah right they never cared to explain, it just ends again with one person winning and the other one doesnt, its tekken 6 all over again

these two had a backstory on how they met, yea I kept waiting for further details and got sick of it, I dont care anymore

thats my concern for tekken 8, just this big pile of nothing again, or is there some effort for once? i doubt it, its like watching tom and jerry, iust chasing eachother

i give up, to me this lore died, this is why this isnt even canon to me and I just try to find a alternative way that could work well, no ravens, im just doing my own fun concept with it now and think of what could work instead with sergei

TL,DR nothing happens since 2005 thats why im so sick of this shit

#tekken #sergei dragunov #raven #master raven #enjoy this shitty rant

[theballadofmars]

Apparently the new tales from the pizzaplex is going to (again) destroy the timelines / concepts / ideas people had until now about the lore, so, my question is... Does someone really care?

Like, I know we're going to still try and make sense of the true lore but, at this point, how much is the story that was really planned and how much are changes that scott or the company does to keep the story going? I feel that there's always something more: one more book, one more detail that changes everything, one more timelines shanenigans, but with all that, what about the story? How does everything fit together? I used to believe that there was something that we were missing, but now, I honestly think that fnaf is not a complicated lore with everything planned, and just things that they keep adding to continue the search for the lore that is keeping the fandom alive.

Honestly, I don't think scott is a genious that created this complex narrative that needs years to be told. No shame on him, I'm not trying to say that he's stupid or taking away all the work he did on those games (the only thing I can actually hate him for is the fact that apparently he supports the republican party), I'm just trying to say that maybe we can't solve fnaf because is designed to never be solved, and keep messing with us adding new things instead of being a planned story from the begining.

What I'm trying to say is: if the leaks turn out to be true, please, be nice. We're all here because we like the games, and there's no shame if someone doesn't know about the books, or if they didn't like the changes, the same way there's no problem if someone likes the new leaks and is excited about the next book. We make fanart, and fanfics, and theories, so can we stop hating each other because someone likes or doesn't like this character?

We don't have the answers. We'll probably never have the answers. The developers of this games and scott are not trying to help us, we're actually the ones making the fnaf lore. The theorist (not me, the real ones), are doing an amazing job with what they have, and the fandom is seeing that ideas and making them into art and new stories and posts.

If you're a theorist / artist / writer that is insecure about their fnaf posts and how the new leaks change what you thought about the lore: you're doing an amazing job. You put so much effort and love in what you do, and you keep going. Thank you. I really like so many fnaf artist and theorist, and this wouldn't be the same without you.

In conclusion: fuck it. Do what you want. Be nice to your fellow fnaf companions. Don't harash artist in their post about how their ideas doesn't fit with your idea of the lore. There's no real lore. Enjoy the games and the books. Remember that scott is a trump supporter and you don't owe him anything. Create your own lore and your own answers. Have fun. Take it seriously. Or don't.

Just have fun, and be nice, and remember to drink water.

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #tales from the pizzaplex #fnaf tftp #tftp leaks

[sourlemon04]

In regards to Project Moon

I don’t think I need to explain anything regarding the latest controversy of Project Moon, from the incredibly unprofessional firing of Vellmori from PM to the recent things coming out about PM’s CEO Kim Ji-Hoon. 

I think I share the same point of view that all of this is incredibly shameful and is an overall incredibly disappointing turn of events that changed the views we had of PM in just the last couple of days. Creating strong characters and basing them off from literature written by authors whose purpose was to defy the standards of society with their strong will and passion, just to not follow those same principles whenever they get applied presssure from a really stupid and shallow minded minority (who probably don’t even play any of the games anyway). 

All of that personally devastated me as, at least in my case with Limbus, I saw the main cast as an amazing representation of strong characters, both women and men, with actual defined personalities and charm, and the game itself having a deep importance on its lore and character development rather than pretty or hot designs for cumbrains to hold onto, and while I’d like to believe they will hold to their standards in that regard, I must admit that I feel like the future is uncertain...doesn’t help we have not gotten any actual official statement either since the day they announced they fired Vellmori, which btw is absolutely disgusting they wouldn’t keep one of their own and kick her out just for the pressure of a few individuals whose lives hold no meaning. As a small artist myself and one who found a lot of charm and personality in her artstyle, I find what they did with Vellmori and her career to be absolutely disgusting and for that I will not forgive unless she gets hired again.  Now regarding the community, I’d understand if people decide to jump the ship because all of this, I myself was thinking of it too despite being relatively new, but I think more than never we have to keep eachother the closest and support eachother, some people are taking it especially bad. Fanartists, fanfictioners, overall fan content creators, members of the community or even those who simply enjoy it casually, keep eachother close since it’s a way we can support eachother while all of this happens. It’s time for us to be closer. 

As for me, I will keep drawing Limbus characters, not because of devotion to the game but because they mean something personal to me outside of whatever PM and Ji-Hoon may do with them in the future. I may even get myself into either Ruina or LC just to understand the lore a bit further, but as it is for now, I do not plan to support PM in any of their decisions and much less financially...and speaking of, if you decide to cancel any purchase from any fan merch or commissions you may have gotten related to any PM project because of this, that’s understandable, but please remember the only person you’d be affecting is the artist and not Project Moon. Just be mindful of that, please.

Participating as a lurker and simply posting fanart, I can say the PM community is one of the most interesting and coolest communities I’ve seen (and perhaps partially been a part of). Keep eachother close, support eachother, and let’s hope for the best. The fight is not over. 

PD. I’m still drawing Ishmael X Quixote. Have a good day.

#limbus company #project moon #lcb