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laxxarian · 2 months
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I really wanna see more of Fun Danny and Hero Danny acting like siblings
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Imagining that Danny split himself up again but this time, when he did, Clockwork thought it would be funny if Fun Danny got sent to Gotham and Amity Parkers really doesn't know about Gotham and stuff since they all don't travel outside much unless you're a Manson.
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Fun Danny tried to explain that he has a family at Joker who tied up Fun Danny at a chair, seemingly relaxed and all that.
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Hero Danny freaking out that his Fun Danny self is sent to who knows where.
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Clockwork is seeing two dramas at once while the Observants are nagging at him from behind but Clockwork used the "They're-not-there-justsu"
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The Fentons and friends are trying to track Danny bub since there are two of them, the trackers keep locating Hero Danny.
It's gonna take a while.
And that while led to Fun Danny now explaining that he has a family and needs to go home.
Fun Danny said Amity Park but no searches were found.
Amity Park is officially a hermit town.
Now all Fun Danny could do is wait for his family and friends to track him down.
And hopes they hurry cuz the adoption paper man isn't kidding around.
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Imagining that in a life or death crisis, Fun Danny was in the middle of the crisis.
The Bats tried to reach Danny but was too far or too caught up from the fight and Joker is laughing cuz a helpless civilian was about to get mauled but then out came Hero Danny who saved Fun Danny at the nick of time.
Hero Danny: Have you lost half our mind?! Why didn't you try to dodge?!
Fun Danny: Duh! I'm a human? Can't dodge, can't fight?
Hero Danny: You're going to get our only half of life gone!
Fun Danny: Chill dude, at least I'm alive.
Hero Danny: Ughh...
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n3ptoonz · 5 months
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Could you do some mk Headcanons (anyone you feel motivated to write about) where their meet the dark version of reader from Dark!Shang Tsung’s timeline, maybe their conflicted because their version of the reader died
randomly selected mk1 character hcs: how kitana, kenshi, mileena, scorpion, li mei, and shang tsung react to the version of their s/o's dark clone post death
this is creative asf ty anon 🫢
warnings: canon typical violence and angst that's about it (gonna hit y'all with the punk tactics)
the dialogue portions are meant to be read in the context of before you and character fight
enjoy!
Kitana
When you appeared in her line of vision, she was immediately heartbroken. She couldn't believe her late partner came back like this after so many years
You died sacrificing yourself for her to live in this timeline. you worked for the royal family for all these years, just to have to take an arrow to the chest due to an assassination attempt
Your skin now had cracks all over it and your eyes glowed red, standing by dark shang tsung's side with a mocking smirk behind your mask. Kitana could barely recognize you and you were only intrigued that she wasn't dead in this timeline
Kitana looked at you with tears in her eyes. The same person who took an arrow so she could live on. She had already taken out clones that looked like her, hell even ones that looked like her own sister and mother. Second pain to that was seeing you approach her with mischievous and evil intent.
"You...gave your life for me...and now you live on as an evil pawn for a man like Shang Tsung?"
"I did? What an idiot. In my timeline, I'm the one who assassinated you, and I still have no remorse."
Kenshi Takahashi
Post losing his eyesight, he could only ever think about how he lost you. How he wasn't quick enough in getting you out of being involved with the Yakuza. How he was one step behind
You died a brutal death simply because you were his partner, and they couldn't risk leaving you alive to tell the story of them torturing you for information, so they took care of it themselves to send a message. And boy, did it send a message
So now, in dark Shang Tsung's timeline, you are resentful of him and want your revenge. However, it was very conflicting for Kenshi: Did he take this version of you out now because he knows you don't actually feel like this? Or...die by your clone's hands to be reunited with the love of his life?
Kenshi stood before you with Sento in hand, but frozen in place. The sound of your voice, the complete change in your demeanor, and even down to how you used to walk (he always knew when you were coming because of the way your footsteps sounded), he was utterly devastated. He only had himself to blame for this moment in time.
"I'm...I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. It's all my fault."
"No need to apologize, past love, I took you out in my timeline, now I've come to finish the job in yours."
Mileena
You died in Mileena's arms. How? Well, you were a little too late in grabbing the serum that calms her down and she went crazy on the closest person to her, literally
Upon barely clinging onto dear life you were able to inject her, but you had lost too much blood. So by the time she came to you were gone. She hadn't cried and wailed this much since her father
Now, as she pointed her Sai at your neck, she didn't know what to do. Even if she turned right now, she couldn't handle killing you in the same exact way two times in a row. Even if evil you was trying to kill her
Mileena breathed heavily as she could feel herself turning, desperately trying to stop herself from mauling you to death. But the way you taunted her made half of her want to turn even quicker, knowing full well this is the dark version of you spewing nonsense to piss her off.
"Come on, Empress, turn. Rip my face off like you did before."
"I don't want to...but if my hand is forced, so be it!"
Scorpion
You guessed it. The classic partner and son loss. You fought tirelessly to defend your home and the Shirai Ryu, but it just wasn't enough. Kuai was also just one step too late
Once he got to you, there lied your lifeless body clutching your son in your arms with a sword through your back. If he just hadn't gone on that mission that day when you said you were worried of being attacked...
Now, the dark version of you relished in the pain and sorrow in his eyes. In your timeline, he was the one that died and you trained your son to be a killing machine
Scorpion's head hung low upon hearing what you've done in your timeline. All this time he promised if he could just see you again, he would apologize profusely and even give his own life for you to come back. But looking at you now, seeing you again with an evil smile and empty eyes you've never worn before made him want to take it all back.
"Want to know something funny? You were the one that died in front of me, and I got our son to do it."
"Training Satoshi to be a killing machine is a sin that not even hellfire can take care of."
Li Mei
You died while on a mission in Li Mei's place to find and gather information that would be of use to the royal house and their next moves on taking down a clan that was after it
Li Mei hasn't properly recovered since. Even to the point where she'll go on solo missions just to avoid anybody else getting hurt. She took extra shifts and extended her personal training time just to keep her mind, but at the end of the day she still crumbled
Now the evil version of you isn't even in the Sun Do. In fact, you actively try to take them down every chance you get just to get to the Li Mei in your timeline--which worked
Li Mei took a fighting stance as soon as you showed up. A piece of her heart broke at the thought of intentionally having to hurt you, but she knew you were long gone now with no shot of saving grace. You dangled your weapon in front of her and showed not one sign of fear.
"You were an esteemed member of the Sun Do, and now you are proudly a disgrace."
"I'll do it again one thousand times over and you can't stop me."
Shang Tsung
Surprisingly, he didn't betray you or kill you himself. You captured the sorcerer's heart, and that was the problem. His followers didn't like how much attention you got, so they formed an organization and took you out when they followed you on a mission
Since then he was on a rampage. He wreaked as much havoc as he could, convinced it was some outside source that held something against him. He only got stronger with anger and deep rooted sadness he couldn't process
Now you blamed him for letting you die when he could've prevented it. Hell, sometimes you felt like it was his idea and his way of getting rid of you as if you were a hindrance to his plans
Shang Tsung couldn't believe his eyes. You, who started walking towards him after you linked arms with his own dark clone. Every emotion he had ever felt bubbled to the surface the second he saw your face. Hurt, anger, sorrow, but mostly confusion. However, knowing the kind of man Shang Tsung was, he wouldn't think twice to rid of your evil clone for good.
"Whoever took you from me will pay, but I will kill you myself before I die by your tainted hands."
"Aw, how the evil sorcerer calls the dark soul 'tainted'"
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thank you for reading! man this was SOMETHING but it was fun i don't typically write angst
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sweetlolitaaesop · 10 months
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𝐋𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐖 ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ
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𝐀𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
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-Out of all the human fighters you were quite the unique one
-A cheerleader who also worked as a zombie hunter along with a talking head on the side of her hip
-Even though it was odd Brunhilde knew that you were much of a badass beside you took on killbilly
-For months you trained with the other human fighters preparing for your fight with Apollo
-Some of the fighters were your besties such is Leonidas , Qin Shi Huang , and surprisingly Jack
-Even with the revealing cheerleading outfit none of your friends and Brunhilde knew how strong you where even when you were alive
-So when the time came for your fight against Apollo as you entered the arena doing a cheer routine that you practiced with Nick having his head held by your little sister Rosalind
-And in the stands on the side of humanity as well was your cheer squad being the San Romero cheer squad competing with Apollos fangirls seeing who has more competitive spirit
-Leonidas along with his army of spartans were cheering you on loudly too
-" Kick his ass [Y/n] !! "
-" Maul him ! "
-Apollo intrigued that he was fighting a cheerleader
-" Oh ? a cute cheerleader is my opponent how tragic , Say how about I surrender and you can hang out with me "
-Apollo didn't want to fight you but you wanted to fight him since you were fighting for humanity since you were doing it a second time
"Yeah not a chance " [Y/n] annoyed . " Oh what's the matter ? I thought you would fall for me " . Apollo appalled that you rejected him since woman would fall for his charms . Then she saw her Valkyrie flying down as [Y/n] leaped into the air grabbing her Valkyries hand performing the Volunder .
A bright green light formed around your hands as the Valkyrie became a chainsaw which also acted a machine gun . The chainsaw made to resemble your previous one . Starting up the chainsaw a confident look on her face .
" Bring it on douchebag ! I'm gonna F u up !
Apollo smirked . " Interesting, i'm going to have a great time "
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I would like one shot on the rocks with mordecai as a werewolf as he gets insecure about being a werewolf as us the gn reader conforts him. But deep down mordecai werewolf inside of him burns as he looks at us lovely as the werewolf takes over and give us all the love he hold dear for us
Ooooh this is gonna be fun. Mordecai's pride we hardly knew ye
(CW for a little bit of gore and a descriptive werewolf transformation. Generally, there is a lot of pain and a bit of derealization at the end of it. Everything works out fine, though, try not to worry about either of them)
Mordecai was never a fan of canines. He was even less of a fan after a feline/canine amalgamation chased him down away from support and almost ripped him in half before the Savoys found him. He was lucky to be alive.
It was a month later and he was fine, having miraculously survived the attack. However each passing day had him grow fearful and more hungry. He honestly had not noticed until Asa commented on him ordering from the waiter three times in the same evening.
Nico and Serafine had also clued in, judging by their ears flicking back as they shared a look Mordecai couldn't read. It left him bristling and thankful that they weren't the ones who stitched him back together this time; though that also left him at a loss as to why he was so ravenous and fearful.
This couldn't have happened at a worse time. He had just found it in him to take in a partner, a lovely (h/c) cat named Y/N; and less than a week into their relationship he gets mauled and starts acting weird. Lord knows what goes through their head nowadays whenever he snaps at them a little too harshly or gets seconds and thirds after supper.
He takes out his turmoil in anger; fighting with a dummy until it literally falls apart on him or daring to verbally prod the twins a little bit harder when they start teasing him. It used to take the edge off, but this week he's started feeling the strong urge to bite someone as hard as he could. Teeth in flesh, hitting the bone, soaking his muzzle with their blood.
The mental demand disturbed him and disgusted him. But it kept coming up, to the point that he was so distracted people had to shout his name to get his attention.
"MORDECAI!"
Such as now.
Y/N was giving him a concerned look when he was yanked out of la-la land. He roughly cleared his throat and resisted the urge to pull at the collar of his starched shirt. "Forgive me, Y/N. My mind must have wandered. Could you repeat yourself?"
"I'm worried about you, Morde." Y/N shook their head slowly, their tail fluffed up ever so slightly. "You've been zoned out for 20 minutes. Are you okay? Do you need to go back to the hospi-"
"No."
"Then what's gotten into you?"
Mordecai would rather take a mud bath than admit he didn't know. His expression must have said it for him, however, as his partner sighed heavily and sat down on the couch beside him.
"I know that you don't like talking about personal issues," they said carefully. "But please, Mordecai. If you're getting sick or feeling off-kilter, you need to tell somebody. It could be me or Asa-even one of the twins, god knows they'll do anything for you."
Mordecai scoffed. "I'm sure they would."
"They will. They were worried sick when you were out of action for so long."
Mordecai gripped the couch so roughly his claws sank in. It wasn't in response to Y/N, however; it was to stop his hands from shaking. (Also not a cause of Y/N's words.) "I am fine, Y/N. Nothing is wrong."
"Then why won't you look at me?"
His eyes shot towards the open window. A full moon shone back at him, illumination what his smattering of lamps didn't.
Mordecai's heart started pounding in his chest. He wrote it off initially-he's been feeling stifling fear for so long that he learned to ignore it-but it was going at a spiteful pace now, so quickly that it physically pained him. Y/N moved back slightly when he gripped above it.
"It is-merely my heart," he said shakily. "I m-may have to go to the hospital after all."
"Oh, shit. Okay, hold on, I'll call for a ride. Try to stay calm, okay?"
Mordecai nodded. They left with that, searching the room for a phone. They had ducked into the kitchen when Mordecai's heart lurched and the pain spread from it to down his spine and tail.
Mordecai's body lurched with it, sending him to the floor. He ground his teeth until he tasted blood, having likely bitten his tongue; yet he was more distracted by the pain threatening to rip him apart bone by bone. A desperate purr rattled within him as he managed to open one eye and watched his hand painfully turn into something more akin to a giant wolf's paw.
"I called a friend," Y/N said, walking back in. "They're on their way to-oh my god!!"
They crouched in front of him, their hands hovering as if too afraid to touch him. "Mordecai, what's happening--how do I help?!"
"It's hot," he gasped, shivering from the pain. "It's hot."
"Water. Okay, let's get you some water. I'll cut your shirt off too, okay? I know you won't like it but you matter more to me than it does."
'Water sounds nice.' It was a childish thought, but Mordecai's brain was so clouded with pain that it was a wonder he was keeping it together at all.
By the time Y/N came back, the pain was gone and so was Mordecai. Instead the wolf was stumbling around, surprised to find himself existing in such a nice place (or even existing at all). The harsh intake of breath from them caught his attention and he snapped his head towards them. 'Prey!'
'NO!!'
The wolf lunged and crossed the room easily, pinning Y/N to the floor. There was a brief mental battle as what was left of Mordecai's consciousness wrestled the wolf to the ground and made it very clear that if he so much as put a nick in Y/N's ear Mordecai would put a gun under his chin and end them both the next time he was back in control. Drastic? Maybe. Mordecai wasn't entirely sure he would dare to go through with it.
However the wolf was sold, scrambling off Y/N like they'd burned him. He had just started existing, thank you very much, he really didn't want to go back to wherever he came from.
"Mordecai?"
The wolf slammed his ears back with a whine. Y/N wiped some slobber off their face, took one more look at him and bolted out the room as soon as they were back on their paws.
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Thirty minutes later, Y/N had Mordecai on the couch again with his chin in their lap, his tail (a weird fusion of a cat's tail and a wolf's one) wagging full throttle as they patted his head. His ruined clothes were in a pile on the floor next to the deep gouges caused by Morde's claws mid-transformation.
"I thought werewolves were just a silly legend," Y/N mused, looking down at their boyfriend. "An' now I'm dating one. Funny how that works, hm?"
Mordecai gave them a wolfy grin, making Y/N snort a laugh. "Oh man, if only you had a camera. The twins would get a kick out of this."
Mordecai frowned at the mention of them and plopped his head down again. Y/N scratched his ruff. "I'm joking. This must be terrifying for you. I'm glad I was here, what if you'd gotten out?"
He didn't answer. He couldn't, of course; they had long since discovered that he can't speak anymore. Y/N sighed and leaned their head back.
"Tomorrow you're gonna wake up and think it's all just a bad dream," they muttered. "That's if you remember this at all. No wonder you've been acting so off for the past week, the curse was working its way in. Do you know who bit you?"
Mordecai scoffed. Y/N snorted a laugh. "Sounds like there's still a bit of you still in there."
Their claws dug into his ruff again, scratching the nice itchy spots. The wolf heaved a heavy sigh and went to sleep, feeling safe around Mordecai's mate.
'Excuse me? They're not my 'mate'.'
His mate, the wolf insisted.
'This is humiliating. I'd like to be back in control soon, please.'
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He got his wish hours later. He felt physically smaller, there was no giant overwhelming blanket of fur around his mind and when he rubbed his eyes his own fur was considerably softer.
"Good morning, Mordecai."
And Y/N was there, thankfully in one piece without so much as a scratch on them. Mordecai coughed to force away a relieved purr and pushed himself upright on the couch.
"So you're a werewolf, hm?" Y/N cut right to the chase, putting a cup of tea on the windowsill and sitting next to him again. "Looks like a ball of fun."
"I can assure you it is everything but."
Y/N's ears flicked back. "I'm sorry. Do you know how this happened?"
Against his stubborn wishes, he slowly nodded. "I was...Attacked by a similarly afflicted feline, a month ago exactly."
"Holy..."
If Y/N wasn't covered in fur, he was sure they would be pale. An unfamiliar feeling jabbed Mordecai in the chest. He was too dangerous to live with now. Were they going to leave?
Why did the thought bother him so much?
'Mate,' the wolf whimpered. Of course the stupid creature is the reason as to why.
A soft hand landed on his shoulder, drawing both his and the wolf's attention. Y/N was clearly unsure, yet forced a small smile for them him.
"I can't imagine what it's like having to live with this now," they said. "But I'll be here for all of it."
"Y/N, I am a danger to you now. I could maul you at a moment's notice."
"You would not," Y/N playfully scolded, a foil to the wolf's insulted grumble. "You're a sweetie as a werewolf. I've never been kissed so much in my life!"
The wolf's insulted grumble turned into a low whine when Mordecai snapped his eyes shut to mentally glare at the stupid animal as hard as he could. Despite the whine, the wolf stood firm. 'Mate.'
'My PARTNER is not your MATE.'
'Partner. Mate. Same thing.'
"Morde?"
Mordecai shook himself out of it and turned to his partner again. They took his hand and threaded their fingers together, black and white mixing with (H/C) that somehow fit perfectly.
"I know it's going to be scary," they started. "And...God, my heart breaks just thinking about seeing you in so much pain again. But I'm in it for the long run, Mordecai. We made a promise to try and I'm holding on to it. I met the wolf. He seems to like me. He's not a dumb killing machine any more than you are."
(Mordecai pushed away the wolf when it sent him a strong feeling of "I told you so" satisfaction.)
"If I stuck by you through the twins putting me through 'initiation'," Y/N continued, "why would this be any different?"
That was the final push the wolf needed. Mordecai was thrown out of control of his own body and the wolf lunged, pinning Y/N down and licking their furry face while they laughed uncontrollably. They took a minute to free themselves from the wolf and held its chin in their hand, lightly booping its nose to reprimand it.
"Bad boy!" They teased. "I was talking to Mordecai, not you!"
Unfortunately for Y/N, they were supposed to be one and the same. But for that to happen Mordecai would have to come to terms with the fact he is now, in a weird way, essentially half wolf.
That metaphorical mud bath was starting to look pretty good.
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jadiina-hope · 1 month
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It feels like we haven't seen Hemlock in a while so the question for the season is now...
HOW ARE YOU ALIVE, VEN!!!
I mean, I knew she was gonna show, she was in the trailer but how?.. Not that I'm complaining. Ngl I cried when (spoiler alert) she died in Dark Disciple. She didn't deserve that agonizing of a death
HOW?!?! TELL US DAVE!!...wait... maybe he did!
"I still have a few lives left."
Was she just being witty when she said that or did she literally mean "I have a few more lives"?
Crazy theory time (cuz it's 5am)
What if Dathomirians have multiple lives?
Hear me out.
With Ven I'm gonna rule out Night Sister magic because at the end of Dark Disciple, Vos, a jedi who can't use night sister magic, put Ven's body in the pool. The book said there was a reaction after he did that but it also said Vos felt the force reclaim her, meaning Ventress officially died. So Ven is now down a life but is still alive.
Another possible example: Merrin from Jedi: fallen order. (I haven't played Jedi: survivor yet so this part might get debunked) Merrin survived the night sister massacre when she around 12 years old. But how? What if all of the night sisters were killed that day but they didn't all stay dead cuz some of them still had extra lives.
I know I'm crazy but I'm not done yet!
Third possible example: Maul. Now, I know, Maul is a Zabrak but his still a Dathomirian. And I know in tcw Maul said he was only alive cuz of his hatred of Obi-Wan which would be a dark side ability. But that dark side ability tends not to keep the user in very good condition, like we see with Darth Sion in the Old Republic or Palpatine in episode 9, but in tcw Maul is doing better then he was in episode 1. With this one you could argue night sister magic, but if getting chopped in half didn't kill him like 🫰that, a couple hundred feet fall into a garbage shoot would've... or did but being a Dathomirian he had another life. So he was chopped in half, died (taking one of his lives), and came back. And after he came back, his hate kept him alive long enough for the sisters to heal him so he wasn't relying on the Dark side to keep him alive, which is why he's not literally falling apart in tcw.
If this theory is right, why isn't it a well-known fact in the galaxy? Cuz Dathomirians are dramatic. And they like the "What the kriff!" reactions from their friends when they die, regenerate, then just casually walk up like nothing happened.
I'm done now 🤣
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reds-skull · 4 months
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Not Alive, Nor Dead
[PREV PART] [AO3]
I'm going back to my parent's house for the holidays, so I'm probably gonna post less in the next couple of days...
Soap’s eyes dart between the 3 revenants in the room, wide and fearful.
Ghost watches how he turns it into rage.
“I’m not a ‘revenant killer’, whatever the fuck they call it.” Soap snarls, glaring at the screen as if he’s looking at Laswell, “I wasn’t killed by a revenant.”
Laswell exhales, Ghost can imagine the smoke streaming from her mouth, “a revenant killer is a revenant that is made to combat other revenants. You were created to defeat whoever killed your squad - to kill Konchar.”
Johnny’s revenge… the reason they’re both stronger than they truly had to be. And yet, they’re different, Ghost muses.
Soap wanted retribution for his dead mates. Ghost? He wanted payback for his own.
Johnny clutches at his hair, hands burning bright, fire crackling dangerously. Ghost takes hold of his left hand, gently pulling it away from his warhawk.
“Johnny.” Soap glares at him.
“So much fuckin’ evil comes out because I lived that day, Simon. Sometimes I’m real feckin’ sick of it.”
Soap tries to fight his hold, but Ghost pulls him closer, towering over him, “then do something about it. The past is unchangeable, you’re already alive. What are you gonna do about it.”
Ghost squints, his voice lowers, “you wanted revenge? Let’s fucking get it, Sergeant.”
Flames dance in blue skies, anger and rage that knows no bounds, uncontrollable forest fire decimating everything in its path.
Johnny nods, determination fueling his flames.
Laswell was the last break they needed before they could truly form a rescue operation. She informs them of Graves’ power limits, his priorities, the reason he captured a platoon’s worth of revenants.
He aims for Soap. One giant bait the American knows Johnny would never ignore. If they could get their hands on the original revenant killer, they hope to be able to replicate his “success”. Create a pipeline of vengeful not-dead.
Gaz will cover the skies, radio in locations of shadows, suspicious movements, and if he can, the locations of their teammates.
Ghost, Soap and Rudy will take to the underground, tunneling under the prison and freeing Alejandro. From then on, it’s a race against time, Gaz and Alejandro using their abilities to find everyone, and Rudy and Soap clearing the Shadows from their paths.
Once everyone is outside his range, Ghost will use Limbo to annihilate any remaining Shadows. Before that, Ghost’s main objective is keeping Johnny safe. Limbo’s new docile state brings with it the long-lost control he had on the realm, the ability to create only a small circle of void around him, one that Ghost thought he’ll never have again. That means, if any Shadows try to grab at Johnny, Ghost will simply let his victims rip them apart.
They don’t have the element of surprise in that Graves is waiting for them, but what the Shadow Company revenant doesn’t know is how much they understand his limitations, as well as Ghost and Soap’s changed powers.
Laswell has to leave soon after they finish planning, Shepherd breathing down her neck. She promises to do anything that might help them, but their group is operating outside any government jurisdiction as of now.
Meaning, if they were to fail, no one will come to save them.
They have one shot. Ghost prays the Reapers that’s all they’ll need.
Johnny drags him to the back of the safe house right before they’re supposed to gear up, ignoring Ghost’s questioning hum.
He slams him against the wall, fingers digging into his shoulders, nostrils flaring with barely restrained anger.
“Let me get the kill on Graves, LT.” Soap says through clenched teeth, “this entire thing is my fault - I can fix this.”
Ghost tilts his head, mauling it over, “if the opportunity arises-”
“No.” flames grow in his peripheral, and Soap lets his hands fall away, “I need to kill him, I need-”
“Revenge?”
Ghost can see how Soap’s heart stops beating. How he stills. Ghost risks a hand, bringing it up to brush Johnny’s hair, wild and unruly from the previous days’ events. “I understand. But remember your first priority, Sergeant.”
Johnny closes his eyes, pushing lightly against Ghost’s hand, “get the others out alive.”
“The others and yourself, Johnny. Graves has his sights on you.” his hand travels down to Soap’s neck, pulling him closer, “if he catches you…”
Johnny nudges his head under Ghost’s. “I’m not easy to hold, Simon. Was made to destroy.”
Simon wraps his arms around Johnny, taking deep breaths of his smell, burning fireplace and safety.
Now that they practically disobeyed their Reapers, he’s not sure anymore that his Reaper’s prophecy isn’t null and void. If Johnny is still destined to kill him first. Simon’s mind conjures a million images, scenes of Johnny laying dead, body broken beyond repair, eyes vacant staring at the sky, never to meet Simon’s again.
“I’m going to be alright. I just told you I’m too strong for anyone’s good.” Johnny tries to joke under him, sensing his sudden tension.
Simon pulls him closer yet, “you’re still mortal, last I checked.”
A huff of breath tickles his neck, where the mask rucked up in light of Johnny’s wiggling. Simon brushes another hand over dark strands, ungloved hand tingling with the sensation, and he gets the urge to bury his face in it.
Simon is used to living in regret, in ‘what would’ve’s and ‘I should’ve’.
He doesn’t want Johnny to become another memory to fuel his aches.
Simon reaches above Johnny’s head, taking hold of the skull mask. With a deep breath, he slides it off his head.
“What are ye-” Johnny looks up in confusion, before his eyes soften, creases smooth over.
Blue eyes dart over his features, mapping the newfound grounds, tilling paths in their wakes. Simon can almost feel their weight, the burn, as they follow scars to landmarks.
A hand, white flames curling around it, raises slowly to brush over his skin, hot and cold, gentle yet firm. Simon feels tears gather in his eyes, and he lets his lids shut, head bowing to rest in calloused hands.
Johnny’s breath fans over his cheek, making him shudder, “didn’t know you had face markings.”
Simon opens his eyes, brows furrowing a little, “I don’t.”
Mirthful eyes follow a track down his cheek, “ye do… right here.” a thumb brushes from Simon’s lower eyelid, to his jaw. “They’re white, reminds me of yer eyes in Limbo…”
Tear tracks.
“They’re new…” Simon relaxes a little when he understands, “when you entered Limbo, I… my tears must’ve left them.”
“Fuck…” Johnny purrs, “You’re breathtaking, Simon.” he lifts Simon’s head when he tries to back away, “beautiful. Knew yer bonnie under that mask of yers.”
“Fuck off…” he turns away.
Johnny laughs, “I’m serious. Let me look at ye, please?”
Simon glares at him before relenting, Johnny resuming his examination, eyes and hands caressing him.
“Thank ye…” Johnny breathes, “thank ye fer… fer existing. Without ye, or Gaz, or Price… I wouldn’t have so many reasons to live.”
Simon inhales shakily, Johnny whispering now, “I couldn’t imagine wanting something more than repent before I met ye.”
“And now?” 
He hears the small smile in Johnny’s voice, “now I want to be with ye, fer as long as I can. Fer as long as the Reapers will let me.”
Simon covers the hand on his face with his, “we don’t need permission from them. I’ll be here as long as you’ll have me.”
Johnny gives him that crooked grin Simon had come to love so much, “I’m afraid that will be quite a while, m'eudail.”
The dirt in Las Almas doesn’t smell too different from his grave’s, Ghost decides. The mask is the only thing protecting his mouth from its taste, and even that feels too thin.
There’s no place for panic on the field, no space for the soldier inside Ghost to raise his head and shout “I’m scared.”
Soap’s controlled explosions burn that smell, transform it into something more familiar. 
Fuck, he could kiss Johnny’s insane exploding hands right now.
Their comms crackle to life, “Shadows didn’t notice you yet, clear to continue pushing.” Garrick’s voice barely sounds over the explosions.
“WHAT?!” Soap yells up front.
Rudy cups his hands to shout back, “keep going, hermano! We’re in the clear!”
“COPY!”
Ghost waits for Rudy, walking beside him to check the map, “how close are we to cellar level?”
Rudy taps a pen over a point, “this is our target…” the pen moves down, stopping about 2 inches away from the cellar, “and this is where we should be, according to my calculations.”
Another explosion shakes their tunnel, Soap rushing back to burn off oncoming debris from the ceiling, “we need teh move faster than this! Tunnel’s not gonna hold!”
Ghost nods, clicking his comms, “Gaz, we’re going to start running, be prepared.”
“Copy, good luck down there.”
Rudy mutters under his breath in Spanish, “may the Reapers keep us alive.”
Soap looks back, “on the count of three!” his body tenses in preparation.
Two…
One…
“NOW!” Johnny lets go of the ceiling, sprinting ahead and practically melting his way, Ghost and Rudy running right behind him as the tunnel collapses.
The three revenants continue running, Gaz informing them the Shadows have started suspecting something’s afoot, until Rudy rushes ahead to grab Soap’s shoulder and shout in his ear, “stop! Alejandro should be right here!”
His Sergeant instantly lifts his hands above him to hold the ceiling. Ghost notes they’re now surrounded by concrete rather than dry earth.
Rudy adjusts the light attached to his tac vest, trying to calculate where Alejandro is exactly.
Ghost instantly aims at the left wall when something goes through it.
Alejandro appears, Rudy and Soap gaping at him, before the Colonel grabs Rudy into a hug. The Sergeant Major returns it after a second of stunned silence, and Alejandro starts mumbling something in Spanish, before he lifts his head and notices Soap.
“You bunch of pandejos! What is he doing here?!” he points at Johnny.
Soap grunts, “can we get to the accusations later?? I’m still holding the steamin’ ceiling!”
Ghost shoves the two Vaqueros out of the way, and Soap stretches a hand to explode the wall to Alejandro’s cell. They all rush inside with Soap behind them.
“Ghost.” Alejandro nods to Soap, “you are aware Graves is after him, right?”
“Affirm. We got intel from Laswell.”
The Vaquero scoffs, “and you still brought him here?!”
Johnny walks around Ghost to confront Alejandro, “I’m here on my own volition. Unless you wanted Rudy and Ghost to walk through the front gates.” he casts a challenging stare at the man.
Rudy lifts his hands like he’s trying to calm an angry beast, “Soap knows the risks. We needed to save you. Do you know where Graves holds the rest of them?”
Alejandro’s face relaxes when he looks at Rudy, “probably on the top floor of the prison. I didn’t see anyone since we got caught.”
“Shadows are moving on your location, Bravo!” Garrick shouts through the comms, “strongly suggest you start moving, now!”
Ghost searches the cell for an exit, spotting a trap door on the high ceiling, “you’re not hiding a ladder anywhere here, do you Alejandro?”
The Colonel shakes his head as Soap follows Ghost’s gaze, noticing the door.
“I’ll get it, stand back.” Johnny’s eyes are locked on the ceiling as he positions himself under the door.
Ghost’s brow furrow, “what are you planning, Sergeant?”
Soap smirks in a way that brings only trouble, and turns on his comms, “gonna use the rocket technique.”
Ghost has to shove the bloody thing away when Gaz shrieks, “without me?! Oh, I’m gonna get you back for this, MacTavish.”
“Sorry mate, maybe next time.” Johnny snickers.
“Fuckin’ hell…” Ghost grabs the two extremely confused Vaqueros, dragging them back, Rudy muttering “rocket?” and sighs heavily, “get on with it, Sergeant.”
Soap smiles at him before looking back up, “with pleasure, LT.”
His Sergeant drops to a crouch, placing his hands on the ground, and inhales. The cell is too damn small for this “technique”, and Ghost has to cover his face with a forearm when Soap explodes up.
Ghost lets his arm fall when he hears a comically loud THUNK when Soap hits his head on the door, watching the Sergeant scramble to hold the edges. Johnny twists his body in a remarkable feat of agility, and kicks the door open before swinging out.
A moment later, a ladder drops down, Johnny popping his head out of the door, “all clear!” 
When they climb up, Ghost notices blood trickling down Soap’s temple, and he calls, “Johnny, how copy? Solid?”
The Scot lets out a frankly concerning laugh, “aye, think Ah got a wee concussion, bu’ it’ll heal in no time.”
“It fucking better, Sergeant.”
Soap offers a hand and helps Ghost up, “of course, sir.” he has a dopey smile when Ghost lets go of his arm, “have I ever told you how beautiful yer eyes are, LT?”
Ghost grabs the back of his neck and shoves him forward, ignoring the giggling Vaqueros behind him.
He’s going to smack Garrick for putting this idea in Johnny’s mind next time he sees him, fucking hell…
You guys don't know how long I've been waiting to put the rocket technique in a mission
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aquarium-ina-bag · 11 months
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Where Danger Finds Me, it Follows with Tides - 7
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'Cause you live in my day dreams ch. 7
Word count: 2.7k
Relationships: Wednesday x Reader (She/they)
Warnings: Mention of blood, pain, bullets.
A/N: So sorry I took so long had a project anyyywaayyyy, if I do breaks again Im able to do drabbles so ask away. I have an Idea for a side au with Jenna, just confused about how I'm gonna use this character R and actor R (Gasp spoilers, wtv) enjoy, give suggestions yatta yatta.
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Small conversations spread among the bar, bottles hitting stained, polished wood and smooth granite countertops, and low music playing. It definitely wasn’t a big bar, but it was the home of drunken souls in the outskirts of Jericho. And tonight it housed hopeful, evil, and grieving souls. 
The door swung open, hitting the bell. A small three-man group raised their heads to see the newcomer as the bartender gave his regular warm smile to the eccentric man. 
"Evenin’ James, usual?" The bartender cleaned a glass, ready to serve. 
"Nah nah, I need somethin’ tougher; I’m ina surprising mood tahnigh’ hit me hard." James was practically jumping and shaking. 
The bartender started to pour him a fireball.
"Well, gee, it seems like you've got something heavy already." He slid the glass across the counter.
James quickly caught it and brought himself to the table of three men. He threw his head back and drank with speed. "Fellas, I got that damn thing that's been killin’ my livestock." He slammed his hands on the wooden table. 
The three of them laughed, and one spoke up. "The fucking big creature you saw, with the big claws and skin like a lagoon?" Dune made gestures to mock James' description. 
"Nah na! It’s real, but this one had wings! My god, the size of them nevah seen before, the tips nosebleed red, and it-it-it got deeper colah at the base." James tossed around his arms to depict this creature of the night "OH! And-and-and when I shot the bitch, the speed it took was incredible! Even though I shot it in the wing, damn it was moving maybay 300 miles?"
The group looked at the man in front of them like he was on shrooms, he sure acted like it. The bigger male chuckled, "So you’re saying some big ass peregrine falcon, has been taking your sheep, and when you shot it, it left at the speed of 300 miles per hour?" 
"No, no, Harlow, it gave me my sheep back! It done dropped the sheep back in the pen, ALIVE! The damn hooves were painted pink! Fuckin pink!" James explained.
The men were invested now. "You got two creatures in your fences now?" Harlow asked. 
"Yes! One is killing them, the other is saving them. Like an angel." James fawned over his findings.
Chuck took a sip of his beer before speaking. "Well, you said it was dark and bloody lookin’, don’t sound like no angel to me." 
"What would I call it then?" James questioned his ideas.
"I say call it a blood hawk, it’s easy to identify," Harlow said as he toyed with the ring of condensation on the wood.  "Also, go buy one of them cameras that videos motion." 
The bartender couldn’t hold his words anymore. "Say, you know what’s known for having creepy abnormalities, that Nevermore school miles away. That lagoon creature you were talking about James, I think it’s been seen there plenty of times." 
The bartender pushed a glass towards a shaggy brown-haired man, his hair long, as were the scars on his face as if he were mauled by a beast. The man’s clothes looked so mismatched and ripped; he had a beard starting to grow; and he looked homeless but still had money to buy a drink. This man couldn’t help but listen to the conversation; he made clear, surprised expressions at the words ‘Nevermore’ ‘Blood hawk’ ‘sheep’ and ‘alive’. All this man could do was hum in acknowledgment. 
"I’ll look into it once I get home." James smiled and continued to change the subject.
—————-
"Wednesday I know you usually don’t regret things, but I honestly feel so awful about hurting Y/n," Enid said with her chin on her school desk, her body droopy.
Sure, that is true Wednesday doesn’t feel regret, but everything she regrets on her mind is rooted in because of you, she regrets ever talking to you, accepting your dual, working on the project with you, letting you see something vulnerable in her—she regrets a lot when it comes to you. 
"They said it was fine." What Wednesday really regretted was letting you leave and trusting that you would take care of yourself. She hasn’t seen you all morning. The thought of you bleeding out that whole night banged on her cranium. 
Enid turned to face the goth, laying her cheek on the cold wood. "You don’t really believe that." Wednesday regrets not smothering her roommate, and Enid started to understand Wednesday’s ‘signs’. The raven stayed silent, keeping it that way the whole period. 
When it was over, she took her free period to confirm that Enid hadn’t murdered you. She checked the gym; you weren’t there. Wednesday looked where you feed birds; no luck. She entered your dorm to find clutters of paper and files scattered around your desk. As if a voice was pulling her into the room, Wednesday walked in and shut the door behind her, making a careful walk across the room to your desk. The floorboards creaking had an unusual pattern as if someone were in the room with her. The raven was on edge but still curious; determined to find out why you were gone. 
The goth inspected the papers on your desk. Pictures of the farm you two went to, papers containing information about the owner of said farm. What really stuck out were documents from the U.S. government. How in the world were you able to access something like this? The thought that you were taken by the FBI could make her chuckle. Wednesday shuffled the small stack, trying to get them back in order. When the order was found, Wednesday couldn’t stop reading.
In brief, the documents explain how an ‘anomaly’ that was captured in December of last year escaped a government vehicle, killing four of the six men in said vehicle. This creature never made it to the lab for testing, questioning, and possible execution. This creature could be conjured by American citizen Tyler Galpin. 
Tyler was out, and that was him; he was still lurking in the towns, waiting for his next victim.  
Wednesday looked around for anything that could reveal she was here, and when she turned to the glass screen door, a shine drew her in like everything else in this room. 
Unlocking it and stepping onto the concrete, she looked down to find a bullet that was almost perfectly clean. Why would you have a perfect bullet here? The casing was gone, so this was fired. 
This curious black cat bent down to pick up the fired bullet. Her head was shot backward, and scenes dashed and flashed across her vision.
Fingers that weren’t yours loading ammunition in a firearm; the bullet flying into feathered flesh, then deeper into warm blood and muscle; with her perspective being the bullet, Wednesday felt layers decompressing her. From what she could guess, it was feathers falling off, then skin, then muscles. The bullet dropped in a pool of blood; something or more of a surplus made a horrific shriek as if it was getting brutally attacked. She couldn’t tell what made it, and the warmth of blood left her after the vision ended.
Once the vision was over, Wednesday moved her head back. It felt as if someone was beating her skull; that never happens with visions, but that aside, what did she just see? Wednesday began to make a hypothesis, clearly, this was past, not future, and this bullet wasn’t yours, but she couldn’t be sure if you fired the weapon, it was shot in some bird, but why was the bullet removed like that, layer by layer? What was that screaming? 
The girl’s head was pounding, and before she left your room, she took the bullet, the papers. She wanted to find some type of DNA in the room, but her head said otherwise. 
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Something was wrong; your brain was triggering some sort of defensive reaction, and you didn’t understand what was triggering it. You’re trained to keep your brain in full control, to know when you’re being psychologically attacked, and currently, the right and left sides of your brain are disagreeing with something. Before you can get the problem fixed, you need to know the problem. That could wait though.
"I really need to train back home again." You muttered to the wind, and it raced past as if responding.
You smiled as you continued to walk along the side of a gravel road. This scenery wasn’t better than the woods with Wednesday; did you even look at the view when you were with Wednesday? What were you focused on? 
This constant questioning of yourself was scaring you. Your family described you as a person, with no limits, but you had to be in control of your whole body, and recently you weren't. Maybe that’s why you're triggering a defensive response.
You stopped at a small home surrounded by flat, crop-growing land, knocking on the door before you looked yourself up and down. With a small smirk, you thought the outfit looked like a hitman in the winter decked out in dark, puffy clothes. Hey, it was close to the beginning of winter.
Once the door opened, a taller man, maybe 2 inches taller than you, greeted you with a grimace.
"Well, who the hell is you? Matrix-looking kid. All these damn new fashion trends." His accent was a deep Southern one.
You chuckled before speaking, "You, James Turner?" Your hands shuffled in that dark, puffy jacket, pulling out a picture of the man in front of you. 
"Who’s asking?" He got closer to you, and smelled like booze. 
You've shown him the photo now. "There’s a problem if someone did." You murdered someone, sir?" He could have the other night if your thesis was right. 
"I ain’t kill nobody, did I?" Bingo. James started to get a little scared, you could read it off his body language.
"Well, I heard a complaint about some gunfire, and when I asked around for you, I heard you shot something." Part of that was a lie, you didn't really ask, just lots of tabs closing at a bar. 
James looked like a child getting caught with their hand in a cookie jar; he was going to break. "Listen, somethin’ been stealing my animals. I was waiting to shoot it last night, then this big bird-like person dropped a sheep in the pen, and I shot at it."
Your face scrunched in confusion. "Why would you shoot something, dropping your sheep back off? And you said human-looking? You were going to just kill a person like that?" You took steps forward, and James kept backing up until both of you were in the house. 
"I jus wan-tah to catch em’ , Ay I don’t even think that was them! Something else was killing my animals, it was green and-and-and large, eyes like a bug." Tsk tsk James, the hole he dug just kept getting bigger.
You were so close in his space that he tripped into a seat. "So you shot something that you wanted to catch even though it helped you; it wasn’t even the creature that was killing! What were you going to do, James? When you caught it, that is." 
"I I I." He sure does stutter you noted, "I was gonna report it for stealing." 
You gripped the table, did it crunch? James questioned. "What’s the story, Turner? You said it gave back…" 
"You’re right It was, it was." He was sweating badly. 
"Good, so you understand that you committed attempted murder? Correct?" Your voice was deathly low. "It can be a pretty hefty sentence, James." 
He watched you move around his house, preparing a glass of water, before sitting across from him.
"I’m going to jail?" He looked on the verge of tears. 
You paused before speaking, a clicking sound filled your silence. "Yes, if you refuse to comply with me." You took a long sip of water, making Turner wait in anguish. "Heard you’re gonna set up cameras around this place, I want you to set up cameras around the woods, set up baits, get as much footage of this killing creature as you can, and hand all of the footage, pictures, and what you baited with to me. Sound simple?" 
"Course, anything yes, please, I jus don’t wanna go to jail." He nodded like a bobblehead.
"Perfect, and don’t think you can escape this; I've got all the information to make a court session last less than 10 minutes." You smiled and finished the glass. Quickly grabbing a pen and paper, you wrote one of your numbers and labeled it, 'Turn in footage work and info here' 
"Cya round James Turner." And just like that, after scaring this older male, you left, walking back to Nevermore. 
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This headache wanted to make Wednesday have a lobotomy or struck like Zeus to get Athena out. She could barely piece together the papers in front of her. Enid watched her struggle to work, pointing it out like always.
"What’s up with you? I feel like this is easy." 
"My head has been in pain since I had that vision, usually that doesn’t happen," Wednesday explained as she moved the sheets and note cards around the board. 
Enid knew that if the pain was really bothering her, this headache was something from hell. "Hm, do you want to take something? Or maybe take a break?" 
"I did; it got worse." Wednesday's face barely scrunched as she spoke. "I don’t need a break either." 
Thumps on the door broke the conversation; they both looked at each other, then Enid went to open it. 
You stood there with a toothy grin and said, "Hey Sinclair, where’s Wednesday?" 
"I don’t know if she would be up for a date, Y/n, she’s got a raging headache." Enid knew Wednesday stole from you, so she had to make somewhat of an excuse. 
You paused for a second. "I, uhm, no, I’m not here for that, she has something I ne-" 
Enid shut the door in your face and said, "They know!" Whisper yelling to the goth. All she did was nod and signal to let you in.
Enid slowly opened the door to let you in; once you did, Wednesday’s now migraine blared. She gripped the side table near her. 
"Evening Addams, I’m guessing you know why I’m here." You walked closer to her, maybe 5 inches away from her now. 
"Why," she paused to take a breath, "why do you have them?" 
You raised a brow and said, "I could ask the same." You whispered, getting closer to her ear. "You can get in trouble if you have them; I know how to take care of them." Also, you have a vision?" 
Wednesday wanted to make sure this wasn’t some fake whispering again, so she clutched the bottom of your shirt. For you, it seemed like desperation. She released you and went to take the papers.  
"Yes." Wednesday handed the papers back. Just like that, the pain was gone, and she could think straight now. 
"Doesn’t hurt anymore, does it?" This no-distance whispering with you was going to kill Wednesday; it made her feel sick again. 
She slowly nodded, and with that, you backed up and said your goodbyes, then left.
So many holes—how did you know about the papers? Where have you been all day? How did the vision connect with the headaches? How did you fix it? What trouble did you mean? Why do you have those papers? What were you going to do with it? Her loud thinking was blocked.
"So no more evidence?" Enid asked. 
"The bullet—I still have it."
"Well, it is like almost 12. Let’s look at it tomorrow. Also, who comes to someone’s door at 11? Also,  what did she tell you? I couldn’t hear, over the sound of you two practically making out with each other's whispering. Wait a minute, you didn’t even whisper; you just nodded. What was that about? Whatever, that's a question for tomorrow. I’m too tired, night Addams." Enid threw herself onto her bed and crashed to sleep. 
Wednesday, on the other hand, couldn’t do the same; she needed to get answers.
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What do you think would Fox and Shisui think of each other if they ever met?
Oh anon.... Honestly I love both of these characters to pieces but imagining them meeting...!!!
Fox would think Shisui is... Someone who needs watching. This is a guy who is pretty young, by nat-born standards, but obviously frighteningly skilled, and the origins of those skills would be REALLY suspect. He is also clearly lying a lot, Fox would clock this immediately, and Fox doesn't like bullshit but especially not Force Bullshit. However Shisui is earnest and protective of individuals as well as big-picture peace, and he's much more brutal than the Jedi which will appeal to a man like Fox who doesn't have a Jedi General and has been pushed to the edge by the Senate, so I think Fox would warm up to him. Given Shisui's strong moral code but his willingness to be absolutely brutal, and his familiarity with death and his trump-card experience with mental/sensory manipulation, I think he would be a great ally for Fox and Fox would eventually know this. Fox might be frustrated out of his mind but Shisui is now in his inner circle of Ride Or Die and this is amazing ✨
Shisui would see Fox, the horrible circumstances of his birth and the abuse from the Senate (let's be real here, I'm running how I want this to run and IDGAF if it's more fanon than canon), and want to help. (Shisui, looking around: is no one gonna fix this mess? Also Shisui: *leaps in without waiting for an answer*). He has experience with investigation, both in ANBU and the Uchiha Police, and it's almost impossible for him to keep his nose out 😅 Fox is strong and gruff but he's no where near as... highbrow? as Shisui's Clansmen, who wore their heritage and position as a shield as much as a badge of honour, whilst the clones are proud bht very careful with their identity... Shisui keeps bracing for political maneuvering and yet Fox is... refreshing. He's so protective of his brothers, not like the Uchiha were defensive, because Fox would do ANYTHING for his brothers and so long as they're alive and whole etc then that's what matters but he's also tied so strongly to his sense of duty that theyre dealing with the crumbling Senate anyway and Shisui is kinda starry eyed for that kind of love and responsibility? Shisui is HERE for Fox being a total king of protectiveness
Well now I'm thinking 'palpatine gets pissed by Maul acting out and tries to SUMMON a new slave/apprentice only to get Shisui who snaps his neck on instinct and this leaves Shisui, who looks like That Sith The Jedi Have Been Looking For, pinned as the assassin of Darling Supreme Chancellor (not exactly wrong so the Force isn't registering any lies lmao), being chased by Fox, investigating the murder, and Anakin, who is absolutely not interested in the rule of law
So Shisui springs up, like the universe-shattering lunatic he is, and fucks up canon BAD. fox is like WHO IS THIS WEIRDO RUNNING UP WALLS AND BABBLING AN UNKNOWN LANGUAGE AND MAKING MY LIFE EVEN HARDER. shisui is like MAN THIS COP IS EVEN WORSE AT RIDING MY ASS THAN MY UNCLE AND THAT IS SAYING SOMETHING. Cue mutual begrudging (for Fox) respect and mounting frustration as they run around like *Scooby Doo Chase music* whilst Palpatine's corpse is smouldering in the BG.
I think Fox, who is a hardass but also is low-key like 'Fuck Palpatine', would be like THIS IS MY MURDERER, IDGAF WHAT SKYWALKER IS WAILING, DONT SHOOT MY SUSPECT. which means that, naturally, Shisui tries to extend the olive branch of working together to figure out the truth, Fox is like 'oh god no now I am believing in this Force bullshit', and you have 'law-abiding/jaded/hurt/bamf hard-shell-soft-center character' forced into partnering with 'wanted-criminal/jaded/hurt/bamf sunshine character' and I think this is an adventure for the books👏✨
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My previous asks about biting is just because i have cute aggression and your works are so cute (usually, one time i wanted to test out how dramatic my mascara was so i read some of your angst, cried) but now that i really think about it? my number one competitor is Il Dottore himself
It's my personal headcanon dottore has really bad cute aggression, sure it's mainly under control now because he's been alive for fuckinf Centuries (for all childhood friends works where the reader is male would it count as old man yaoi- *gets shot*) but with his lover? absolutely out of control
Maybe they're cuddling and his lover's hand gets close to his mouth? eated, chomped
childhood friends reader who has scars on their arms because of how hard dottore has bitten them
it gets so bad that the reader has to give him a taste of his own medicine, he bit them a few minutes ago and now he has his hand by their mouth? EATED (he gets so confused and then Realizes, unbeknownst to you, you started an all out war.)
Make sure to wear turtlenecks during the chomping war because if you walk past him wearing like, a tee-shirt he'll just move the collar of the shirt (or even stretch it, bastard) just to bite your shoulder and then act like nothing happened
after about the first week, you both look like you were mauled by a small cat.
Eventually, a truce is made, so it's not as bad, but you two still bite each other like feral cats.. It's just more provoked rather than "i have to get them back IMMEDIATELY"
So there's not as many bite marks everywhere, mainly on each other's arm and hands now because, what else are you supposed to do if your lover's hand is by your mouth? kiss it? fucking casual. Bite his cheek and watch him go absolutely insane though
some other harbingers who i think have cute aggression but not as bad
The second place is pantalone, he isnt bitey, but he will grab, squish, and tug at your cheeks aggressively if you say or do something cute whole cooing about the cuteness of what you just did
columbina will just, hug and squeeze you really REALLY tight if you do something cute, its hard to breathe but thats ok
the last and (funnily enough) least aggressive when it comes it cuteness, is childe, he'll hug you tightly (not as tight as columbina) and squish your cheeks, but only for a few seconds (unlike pantalone, who will literally make your face numb) he is lime a healthy mix of both of those two, he will get bitey however. - 🎈 pspsp smooches cmere i promise i wont bite you (lying)
🎈 ANON?? HELP IM SORRY FOR MESSING UP YOUR MASCARA I DIDNT MEAN TO 😭 (or did I?) But omg, I honestly didn't know what cute aggression was until now, thank you for informing me of this AND I'M GONNA BE STEALING YOUR HCS BC THATS TOO CUTE 🤲❤️❤️😭
I'm just. EXPLODING 💥 Bro doesn't know how to control his biting strength too so he ends up drawing blood sometimes 😔 (But it's okay since it's Dottore) I bet people assume the scars you have are from something cool like battles but nope... you got BIT by a human, multiple times at that. The first time it happened you probably let out a little scream because he's literally nomming on you unprompted and... you've never met anyone who does that 😨 I wonder if he even has an explanation for it or he just... does it? He just wants to bite you and he will, you can't stop him😭🙏
I mean, you get used to the random bitings, but if there's one thing about you, is that you will put him in his place if need be! If Dottore thinks he can just go on ranting about his research after fatally biting you, he's wrong 😒 He starts waving his hands around in excitement and you know what. Bitten. Nom-nom. Congrats. This is one of the very few times Dottore's rendered speechless. (Worst mistake of your life.) You know how regular couples give each other good morning/night kisses? Well Zandik does something like that... he just bites you unprovoked instead. It's the absolute worst during the Akademiya because you're sweating so hard trying to cover all of your skin but also trying to avoid getting nipped on the neck by that irritating deadly scholar 🫠 He is so nonchalant about it too 😒 But you're not. As soon as you land a bite you're grinning so hard and he's just like 😐 Ehehe... pretending to kiss his cheek and then nibbling on it and giving it a lil bite... I'm evaporating... i love the little love bites <3
THE PANTALONE ONE IS SOOO TRUEEE AWWW 😭🥺🥺🥺 I see him as very touchy so omggg him squishing your cheeks is so cute 😭 You would just be talking and saying something unintentionally adorable to him and all of a sudden he's cupping and then squishing your cheeks all while going on about how cute his darling is, and your words are now getting all garbled up 😔 it's A NEED. (Then he'll kiss your cheeks so gently if you get pouty cuz he pulled too hard :(( <3)
100% agreed on Bina she is. A MONSTER. when it comes to those hugs, you may faint if you don't build up some resistance to it. You can try to do it back to her but for some reason, she isn't really affected by it even if you muster up all your strength, but she still adores the notion! And Childe... RAHHH THESE ARE SO GOOD!! It's funny for him to be the least aggressive but his co-workers are something else I guess 😭 We love a king who's so affectionate but also won't kill you with it 🤭 I imagine if you return it he would be so flattered...especially if you're strong enough to actually keep him from leaving your hug. Now that's the good stuff.
🎈 anon 😳 you can bite me if you want, I don't mind 😌🫶
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hey the last drawing will probably be uploaded tomorrow!! i know you'll understand but i've been very busy today :)
anyway i'm curious about if the other eggs have any sort of role in your au??
OH and if you want to talk abt what chayanne and phil's relationship is like, i've been very curious about that lol bc it seems like phil's both very protective of him and doesn't care about him that much. not saying you haven't thought it out i'm just eager to look more into his character!
Hello!! Yeah no I understand I’ve been super busy too. Finals season and everythang. It’s a curse. Oh my god. (Which is why im so late answering this ask hello omg!!!) But anyways yes hello oh my god questions!!!! 💖💖💖!!!!! YES!!! I WILL ANSWER
The other eggs have very loose roles but they do exist!! They sort of take up the space of the descendants-of-the-champions roles that Sidon and the others fill (although I’m not sure who is who at the moment, would have to think about that a little more!!) (I have no idea what role Tallulah plays, but I think she might be traveling around with Wilbur, more info on that later) but sometimes they’re also just like, normal random kids. They are all friends I promise. I don’t have a lot on them though so this is not that coherent.
CHAYANNE AND PHIL. WOUGH BOY. THIS IS A LONG ONE
You were right in that Phil is very protective of Chayanne!! I think a part of him knew Chayanne was The Chosen Hero, but when faced with the decision to send him off to what very well could have been his sons death, if not horrific trauma he was like um. No lol. Not doing that.
A consequence of the storyline in general is Phil isn’t very mentioned a lot, so it gives off the idea that he’s uncaring towards Chayanne, but I promise you that’s not the case!! (Not to make fun of you or call you out of course). Phil is actually very loving towards his son, and was devastated when he ran away with the Master Sword.
Then (for reasons I haven’t thought up yet) he’s pretty distracted but desperately trying to get his kid back. Until the calamity happens and they fail. Then he’s under the impression his son is just dead and he’s in mourning for the next 100 years (Why is he still alive in 100 years, you ask! Well! I took everything from these kids and I think taking their parents is a little bit too cruel so everybody is blessed by some sort of god that expands their lifespan a couple hundred ok :D!!!)
And then a little bit after botw someone goes to Philza and is like hey. The hero is back. He’s hanging out with Princess Pomme. He looks a lot like the missing hero from 100 years ago. Your son. Might be your son Phil. And Phil basically takes 3 seconds to process this before clawing himself up from his depression and being like OK. WE’RE GONNA GO GET HIM!!! AND IF ANYBODY TRIES TO STOP ME IM MAULING THEM. Of course he gets to hyrule RIGHT as totk plot starts and Chayanne goes missing so kind of an L BUT THEY DO REUNITE!!!
They get their moments. They also get a really tearful reunion where Chayanne is like dad im so sorry for running off oh my god :( I forgot you for a hundred years you must be so upset with me. And Philza is hugging him like oh my god my kid is ok. Oh my god. YOU’RE GROUNDED FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE WHAT THE FUCK. And then just caries him around. And probably has some sort of beef with Missa because that’s Chayanne’s Hyrule-Dad. Meanwhile Pomme stands in the back ready to kill him if he makes one wrong move.
There’s a side story kind of sequel relating to that where Pomme and Chayanne have to grapple with the fact that Chay is also a prince and his dad misses him dearly and wants him to come home but they don’t want to be separated ever for the rest of their lives. Maybe even some parent bonding. Like a little family-person drama to contrast the cursed-destiny-supernatural-calamity drama and probably some Death Family Bonding.
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Ok some thoughts about senator Maul AU because I keep thinking about it
Palpatine never finds an apprentice in this AU, so he ends up not being such a huge threat
The events of Phantom Menace only kinda happened - Naboo was attacked by the Trade Federation, but there was no Sith to pursue them and kill Qui-Gon, so things got resolved much more easily
Qui-Gon lives, so he gets to train Anakin, and Dooku doesn't get tempted by the dark side
I think Dooku still quits the Jedi Order, but this time it's because he feels like he could do more good as a politician than as a jedi. He keeps a good relationship with the Jedi Order and the Republic and doesn't become a separatist
Every time he's in Coruscant he visits Qui-Gon and Anakin (and Obi-Wan) and chats with them over a nice lunch, which is good because it gives Anakin a politician role model that isn't Palpatine, and a better perspective of his options - he can leave the Order if he finds a new purpose, it's not a betrayal or a failure
Maul was raised in Dathomir so he's not a sith murder machine, but since he's such a powerful Force-senstitive he was raised closer to his mother and the Nightsisters than to his brothers and the Nightbrothers
(Savage and Feral are alive and happy btw. They visit Maul in Coruscant sometimes. I think he might also have one or two sisters because why not)
He still doesn't like Jedi but it's like. He doesn't want to kill them, he just thinks they're way too limiting and self-righteous. Like how Obi-Wan doesn't like politicians
He rarely makes speeches on the senate, so hearing him speak is a rare treat
Picture holonet social media hornyposting under every clip of him speaking because he has a very sexy voice
His outfits are also pretty daring (read: sexy) compared to most (male) senators. The entire Dathomir delegation dresses pretty similarly, but he gets the most attention
Maul vs Padmé who wore it better type posts
He and Padmé have this weird kinda-rivalry because they're very opposite in a lot of ways, but they still vote on the same side in a lot of topics since they both have a very "I am doing this for my people" mentality
He also absolutely hates Palpatine because he gets extremely rotten vibes from him (he's more attuned to the dark side than the Jedi so he probably Feels Palpatine's dark side vibes better than the Jedi. He Feels Palpatine is Bad)
When/if the Jedi Order ever finds out Palpatine is a sith he will be very unsurprised
Ventress is a representative and Maul's "apprentice", learning the Senate life from him
I'm making her younger than her "canon" age here (by about 10ish years) because it makes more sense to me and because giving Maul a government-assigned baby sister is funny
From what we see in the movies each world seems to only have one senator but I want the Dathomir delegation to have at least two because I think it's more fitting (and realistic, every world needs more than one senator what the fuck)
I think it would be funny if Maul swears he's gonna quit soon and Ventress will take his place in the senate but then the other senator retires first and makes Ventress her successor so Maul has to stay a senator for longer. He just wants to get out of this fucking planet
On the Jedi side of this AU I think Anakin grows into a much more disciplined jedi because Qui-Gon the rules bender would definitely stay in contact with Shmi so Anakin's anxieties regarding his mom will be more controlled, and they would be contacted immediately when she gets kidnapped by the tuskens so they save her faster and she doesn't die and neither do the tuskens and everything is fine
Plus Anakin gets to know his new family better and have a brother and add a new dad to his collection <3
Maybe Obi-Wan gets Ahsoka as a padawan this time, so she can have a master who actually wants to teach, and also be kinda-siblings with Anakin and cause chaos with him while Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan aren't looking
The Separatists never really take off, so the clone wars never happen, but I think the attacks on senators that were happening at the start of AotC still happen because I think it's fun to have drama and have Jedi escorts assigned to senators (read: good excuse to set up an obimaul and allow the anidala plot to happen)
I want Maul to be miserable wet cats with Obi-Wan on Kamino so I am allowing the clones to exist. Purely for comedic plot opportunity. And because I love clones so I want them to exist
But I think this time they only made a single batch of like 10-100 clones and were waiting for the Jedi to get back to them with approval to make more
Maul sees this and goes "Absolutely the fuck NOT" so no more clones are made after those. Sad!
With Maul there to help the Jango fight is much more successful (and 50% less humiliating on Obi-Wan's side) so they capture him and no one has to die
Sidious had to hire Jango this time since I am not letting him have an apprentice, so Jango is like "I was hired by some old weirdo in a cloak who called himself Darth Sidious who sounded and looked a lot like the chancellor from Naboo" and Maul feels so fucking vindicated that YES the bad vibes he gets from Palpatine were correct can we PLEASE kill him now
Jango gets arrested and maybe he makes a deal to work under the Jedi instead of staying in jail so he can take care of Boba instead of leaving him to his own luck
Boba being raised with Jedi younglings while Jango is busy offworld....
The clones also become part of the Jedi Order so they can help Jedi with peacekeeping and defense and stuff
Palpatine gets found out and arrested and/or killed by the Jedi and everyone else gets to live happily ever after. Eventually.
... this is. Way longer than planned. I'm having fun
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drawingpad-studios · 6 months
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(Slight TW for slight blood and gore??)
This was gonna be an October video, but with no response from the voice actor, I'm assuming he's busy and thought I wasn't doing a video anymore since I did say I was considering not doing the video at least without voice acting. Which is my fault, I shouldn't have had doubts about voice acting after asking. I just didn't want to ask too much, y'ah know.
Anyways here's what the update would have had(minus the speed paint)
This is some sprite edits of final designs of As Thin As Paper characters (made them sprite edits for easier reference of out of battle sprites in game) along with the idea I had for each one. (5 instead of 6 because Lanter's design is honestly being a bitch to me)
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First in the list is the first npc you encounter in Super Paper Roblox, Aaron O’ Nare. Which has given the corrupted name of “The Wandering Narrator” for obvious reasons. Since he was the first concept art made for this game, there wasn’t really a set and stone idea of where the story of the game will go. There was no plan of story, gameplay, only a basic plan of the concept. Starting off there was just gonna be a corrupted design of all named npcs, there was no plan of which ones will actually be used in game. So his concept was able to be a little bit more “fluid”. Basically laying down the foundation for the other concept arts. Even though he’s kinda one of the more basic ones, with just skinnier bodies, torn skin, teeth and longer limbs, Now for the idea of how he was sort of glitched and turned into this design Starting back when the original Super Paper Roblox was deemed unplayable and locked up, the glitches and bugs target Aaron first. He was easy to mess with. His only role was to narrate. But what happens when the glitches and bugs decide to take that away from him? Withdrawals start to set in. anywhere he went, he tried to narrate the other npc’s lives, but the bugs kept that satisfaction of doing something he loves away from him. All the torture. Nothing but rejection and insanity. All until, something in his head just snaps. And now, after all the breaking down from the glitches and bugs that plagues the land, he’s nothing… he can’t narrate, no one and nothing will let him. He can’t take it. To the point of violence. 
Basic idea is that in the first chapter to keep the boss, Aaron, from attacking you early or at all, you have to keep him narrating your travels in at least the first chapter. With him wandering and stalking you, protagonist, throughout the first area until the end where you’ll be in the first boss fight. Pretty easy though, sense he IS supposed to be the first boss out of the 12 total bosses.
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Next up on the list, is Scriptliss and the crystal that keeps him immortal. These two were one of the funnest ones to design. Like he’s an immortal and the crystal is what makes him immortal. He’s essentially a god. How could I not go all out? The main inspiration of these two in particular is the Yokai, Tenome, with the eyes on Scriptliss’ palms. The inspiration probably would have probably made more sense with Otempes, since the Tenome is an old man spirit, but hey it wasn’t his time on the mauling table. Anyways, it also made sense to make Cogen like a sort of core that keeps Scriptliss alive and together even after “dying”, since that crystal is already holding a part of his soul inside.
How they ended up in this situation was simple. The glitches and bugs got a hold of all of Scriptliss’ insecurities; his regret of his behavior in Paper Roblox 2, and his worries and regret of what happened to Tess Aract. Basically, blinding him with flashbacks and flashforwards, until he is made to fall into some gears, tearing his body up. Meanwhile, Cogen gets into an altercation with Aaron that ends with Cogen almost shattering for taking over the narration during chapter 8 of the original game. One thing led to another, and Cogen basically replaced Scriptliss’ spine to keep him together.
They’re supposed to be in the boss of chapter 2, so they’re a bit harder than Aaron but still easy. Since he is named “Blind Immortal”, you can probably guess that the sort of idea of the gimmick of chapter 2 is to sneak around and try to not run as much to avoid an early boss battle. Along with not running alot, you will also have to stay still if they have a palm up. Like a t-rex, they see movement better than anything else.
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this doll of the hour is our next victim on the surgery table. Honestly, with some of the designs, you can tell where the steam dies a bit here and there. Especially for Wiscara, but oh well. Basically, sharp scissor limbs accompanied by a starved torso and stitches especially over the mouth. Constant pain, but no noise can come out. That’s all. I honestly feel like a dick to Wiscara for doing this to her.
Before she became like this, she and her brother, Artrist, were running away from a certain late game character that will not be named yet. Getting caught and attacked, ending with Wiscara being a sole survivor but being limbless and almost fully butterflied. With the help of one of the pumpkin head cousins, she was helped. But the help made her sewn up, doll style, from the glitches. Practically making her lose her humanity, yet still tortured by the visuals of the death of her brother.
She’s gonna be the 3rd boss in the lineup. Though the gimmick of her chapter has not been thought of yet. Probably hiding. No ideas in my head at the moment. not everything is set in stone yet.
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Going a bit out of order, because something about her design in her concept art was just yelling to me. Just… something. Anyways, it was obvious to have Pink I as a giant fucking eye. Though her design couldn’t just stop at that. So basically, one thing led to another and screw it; iron maiden and a pinch of venus fly trap and frog. It just felt like something she would be. Just her original game personality just gave a certain E N E R G Y. I mean, it has been kinda implied in the original game that her answer to most things is nukes, so.
With how she got like this. Out of everyone, she was the most willing to be changed. She didn’t mind. It gave her more power to mess with, so why not. There weren't really any insecurities that weren’t hidden well, that the glitches and bugs can get. So, she couldn’t be broken down like the others. It only was really after she saw how the others transformed when she wanted in on the action.
Basically, this is what happens when you want to make a horror fan game, based on glitches corrupting others using insecurities, but a character in the original game doesn’t really have any possible insecurities you can find and pull out and the one core aspect of them that is that they basically have a wild trigger finger.
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Back in order. The final design we have today is for Otempus. Not for Boxdria though yet, she has a 3d sprite. Anyways, with the missed opportunity to use Scriptliss’ Inspiration here, his design is still rather good. With Boxrida basically turning wilder than in game and almost eating him. It was either him or her. Best friend against best friend. And as you can probably tell in the concept art, regrettably to him, Otempus ended up winning. No back design for his final design, because I was a tired wimp, lmao.
His corruption reasoning was already mostly explained, so we can just move onto his chapter. He’s the chapter 4 boss, though he isn’t really one for fighting. In fact, he is supposed to be a sort of temporary ally in the chapter, helping with puzzles and maybe giving a little help in battles. Only being an actual boss enemy at the end of the chapter when the glitches take Boxdria’s soul and make Otempus fight you. Also, if you end up not killing him, you might or might not still have him as an ally after his boss fight at the end of his chapter.
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In the future, I might make non sprite designs of these characters that will be the model for in-battle sprites, thou that will only come after I get each character their final design.
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lightwise · 8 months
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Ahsoka Episode 4 Spoilers/Thoughts
This was...a big one, to say the least.
Also note to self do NOT open tumblr while in the middle of watching an episode or you will be spoiled for that epic ending *sobs* oh well...
SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT
2/2 Star Wars characters repairing ship wiring on their back...v nice
Sabine, you realize none of you would be in this position if you hadn't squirreled away with the map in your tower...jus sayin...
"Can I count on you?" Yeah I'm gonna say that's a no...
Sabine loading her blasters is super cool but also giving me flashbacks to trying to reload staple gun or nail gun cartridges and hoping you don't launch them into your face in the process
Natasha plays Sabine's nervous energy very well and Rosario is showing Ahsoka's own unease, reserve, but also very caring concern, extremely well. I really wish we could see the history between these two--animated in between series anyone??
I wonder why Dave doesn't bring up the fact that Ahsoka owes Ezra her life. It's only focused on what Ezra means to Sabine, but he means a lot to Ahsoka too.
Huyang's lil hands on hips...you can tell he's a full practical build here.
Speaking of...I REALLY want to know if the practical robot was used for this fight scene, or if they switched to someone in a costume/CGI. It seems like the HK droids are people/CGI but I could be wrong about that. Either way, go Huyang go!
It's always a treat to see Mandos and Jedi fighting styles together. And Sabine's Wonder Woman vambrace block was great.
Ahsoka's white lightsabers are so stunning in live action.
"May I make one request of you both?" LISTEN TO HUYANG. HE KNOWS WHAT'S UP. "Stay together." And WHAT ARE THEY NOT GONNA DO SMH
"Mom, how come I have to do what I'm told and you don't" lmao
Jacen is so spunky and I'm so glad Dave is having him be a full part of the series.
Carson Teva my man! And Brendan!
BUT WHERE ARE ZEB AND KALLUS. WHERE ARE OUR MARRIED BOIS
"Faith? I lost that a long time ago" Baylon's backstory pleaseeeee. Who was his master. How far did he get in training. Was he knighted? Did he have a padawan pre-order 66? Where was he during the war? Where was he during Order 66? When did he walk away, and what did he walk away to? What are his goals now? How did he find Shin/why did he want to train her? We desperately need a comic or a book here Lucasfilm
The graphics for the countdown clock (and the droids manning them) are super cool
Shin dear lord can you be any more dramatic
Sabine and Shin running off like rabid wolves while Ahsoka is just like, oh please, do I really have to deal with this right now
Ahsoka > any inquisitor, dead or alive, magic or real, anytime, any place, any age LOL
Ugh the parallels to Obi-Wan and Maul are impeccable.
So I totally knew Marrok would be a nobody/throwaway character but a nightsister necromancer ghost??? Did not see that coming at all. Eerie
Shin seems honestly disturbed by seeing Marrok fall. I wonder if the body that was used was someone she knew or had a connection to.
The lightsaber usage in this show is so interesting and such a unique blend of samurai techniques, OT trilogy techniques, and more realistic stabbing and swiping and slicing motions. I love the choreography and cinematography of Shin and Sabine going at it as well as how the trees and landscape are used in their fight.
Looks like Shin got her dramatics from her master. Sitting there with his hood up for effect lol
Definitely getting flashbacks to Ahsoka's sass in her fight with Maul in TCW.
Baylon's textured armor is so incredible. I want to see him leading a 13th century cavalcade
Can he read people's minds? Or does he do in depth research like Thrawn does so he knows the weak points of his opponents?
“One must destroy in order to create.” No. You are incorrect sir. One must die. One must morph, must change, in order to create. But that is different than destroying.
Again with the one saber. It's such an odd choice for Ahsoka to do that, and it honestly feels like an excuse for Baylon to be able to overpower her later. I don't quite like it.
It is very interesting how Baylon views Ahsoka, and tells her that her legacy is death and broken promises. What exactly does he think her legacy is? Because that is Anakin's legacy, not hers (at least through Rebels). What has happened since then?
He looks so sad, honestly.
There's way too much leaving oneself open to attack in this episode.
The fight scene definitely looks slowed down a little, and it's a little clunky, but man Baylon is brutal with his saber. Again why is Ahsoka not using both of hers to combat is strength??
Either there's a trailer shot that never made it into this fight, or Baylon and Ahsoka fight again. I'm missing where she kicks back against one of those tall rocks and flips over. That was such a cool shot.
I honestly can't believe Shin was able to block the whistling birds lol. That would be an intense hit to the face. Also I love how much of the shots and sparks in these shows are practical. It makes it feel so much more real.
The map burning Ahsoka is wild. It makes sense but very unfortunate.
Hot damn Ahsoka! She definitely was tapping into some anger there. In real life that hit to the back of the head should have seriously injured Shin. Filoni is really being gritty and brutal with the fights in this show, they're raw and dirty in ways that the trilogies were not.
Aaaaaand while I know Ahsoka isn't dead yet (there's no way Filoni would kill off the title character halfway through a first season) holy cow that was heartwrenching
Baylon is a master manipulator. He makes Maul look like a babbling teenager. And yet he doesn't seem to derive any twisted pleasure from it. He just is doing what he thinks he needs to do.
I'm sorry Ahsoka had WHAT to do with Sabine's family dying???? In the Purge??? Ugh geez that's awful.
Gah DAMN it Sabine!! C'mon girl!! Bad decision, bad decision!
WHAT IS THIS GREATER GOOD BAYLON
I would have loved to see Obi-Wan face off against Baylon. The quiet patience and calm strength...too much for one room
He is just not done digging at Ahsoka is he. Again, master manipulator, but why?
Huyang's little magnifying glass!
Dave definitely nailed the lighting in this show. Even if the volume is still apparent in some shots, the lighting is finally dialed in and soft and realistic and atmospheric. That shot of Baylon after decimating the map is epic.
Yeahhh, Hera, ya'll might want to skedaddle right quick before you get....oh, too late....
"Mom? I've got a bad feeling." Me too kid, me too.
"Lady Wren, Lady Tano" *sobbing* Hera make sure Huyang makes it back pls
This transition.
Oh boy
I know what's coming bc I got on tumblr too early but OH MAN
ahhhh it's so gorgeous
it's here, it's finally here and it's BEAUTIFUL (The World Between Worlds, who did you think I was talking about, Anakin? ;)
I'm KIDDING ANAKIN IS BEAUTIFUL TOO OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE MY EYES
"Hello Snips" I can't I truly can't
"I didn't expect to see you so soon" so is she dead? Dying? Disassociating while drowning? Dave if you kill Ahsoka off in this show I will never forgive you
She is in shock omg look at him she is reunited with her brother, her master, her friend!!
We think--DAVE WHAT DOES VADER THEME MEAN. DAVE, SIR, HOW DARE YOU KNOW HOW TO LEAVE US ON SUCH A CLIFFHANGER IT IS UNFAIR.
Welp I have no idea what to do with myself until next week and we find out what's going on here. I swear if that's not the real Anakin I will be beside myself.
Let's get ready for flashbacks folks. What an episode.
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heavenlyhoundoom · 9 months
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Knd x AWISC au, "kill" Benedict and Ramona ending.(this is the cannon ending.)
Arthur: If I'm going down, then you two are going down with me!
(Arthur deeply slashes Benedict's neck, appearing to have killed him instantly(Benedict managed to survive), he then gets on Ramona's shoulders where she couldn't sting him and used his left hand to scratch out her right eye.)
Arthur: You should've stayed out of my way, but since you didn't, I will maul you the same way I mauled Natalie!
(It flashes back to Monday afternoon.)
Natalie: So, why did you want to talk to me in private?
Arthur: I have a question, do you like Lenard?
Natalie: What?
Arthur: Don't play dumb, you have a thing for him, don't you?
Natalie: No. Why would I?
Arthur: You just spend a lot of time with him and I-
Natalie: Oh, so you have a crush on Lenard?
Arthur: (embarrassed) No! You two just seem close...
Natalie: You and him seem pretty close too, don't you think?
Arthur: You two seem closer, you go well together...
Natalie: You think so? I think you two pair nicely.
Arthur: You're being a total ass kisser!
Natalie: Why would I be kissing your ass, Arthur?
Arthur: Because you're fucking stupid!
Natalie: You think I'm stupid?
Arthur: Yes, I do.
Natalie: Why?
Arthur: The fact that you don't even know why I think you're stupid proves how much of a fucking moron you are!
Natalie: You're just mad because you think I'm dating Lenard, aren't you?
Arthur: (embarrassed) N-no!
Natalie: Arthur, I don't like him like that, I'm only into other pigs.
Arthur: How do I know you're not just trying to get me off your back!?
Natalie: Arthur, you're being possessive, Lenard is his own animal, not your property!
Arthur: I̴̟̦̅͊̀̔͛͜͠'̸̜͎̪̭̯̱̀̎́͋͠m̶̠̘̝͇̝͐̂̔̄͠ ̸̣̳̠̯̫̚͝ͅn̴̻͉̈o̶̻̝̙̬͗͛̚t̵͚͖̜̜͉̻̋ ̵̢͉̎̒̈b̸̝̙̤̲̈́̓͆͊̎e̶̗̻̰̙̩͖̋̍͑̚i̶͎̜̳͙̒̄̂͠ǹ̶̫͌̌̚ĝ̵͓͔̮̻ ̷̺͑͒̕p̵̡̨͎̜̜͐̃͒͗͒͠o̸̘̩͒͗͜͝s̷̨̬̳͉͍̍́s̵͕̙͉̏̾̒͗̚̚e̵͎͓̻͎̽̈́̋̿̈̌s̸̛͚̋̉̏͝ŝ̶̨͕̃̉͐͋͒i̵̡̮̗̻̥͐v̵̹̣͙̼͈͚̌̓͝ȩ̷̩̖̙̽̉̈́́̓̆!̷͍͐̉̓
(Natalie takes a step back, startled by Arthur's sudden outburst.)
Arthur: (smug)What's the matter, scared of a (air quotes)"kangaroo"!?
(Arthur pounced on Natalie as hard as he could and scratched her right eye, causing her to yelp.)
Natalie: Why did you do that? What are you gonna do to me!?
Arthur: Like that fucking matters, what if I told you that I'm gonna eat you!?
Natalie: But you're a fellow prey animal!
Arthur: No I'm not, you stupid bitch! I'm a blood thirsty predator, a̷̢̳̮̖̐̈̾n̸̫̠͎̩͍̻̓d̸̲̙̖́̓̆̂͌͆ ̴̖̥̎̋̎̍̽y̷̢̨͓͇̯̓̄o̴̗̪͓̜̽̕u̸̡͍̲͔̺͉͗͗̓̏͊ ̵̣̦̻͙̮̖͌̊a̶̡͇͗̄͝ͅͅȓ̶̛̙͂̈́̊̎ȇ̶͕͓͇̕ ̵̞͔̲̤͌͆͒̈́͘m̴̳̺̜͆̀͊ͅͅy̸̨͉̘̙͚̿̋̄̔ ̷͌͛ͅp̵̭͉̰̥̔͠͝r̷̘͎̱̺͖̊͊̈̿̕ͅė̷̼̼̪̭̈́͑ý̷̠̮͈̥̪̉!̸̼͈̃͠!̶͓̖̣̱̑́̉!̵̧͇̽̍͛͗
(He tears Natalie apart until she died, her eyes, arms, right foot, right ear, a chunk of her chest and her heart were all missing because Arthur ate them.)
Arthur: She's finally gone, Î̸̬ ̵͔̝̊d̸̪̉̑o̸̥͌n̸͇̊͑'̸͙̰͌̿ţ̸̘̀ ̵͌͊͜h̷̢̾ä̴̫v̷̛͇͈͛e̸̳̪̾ ̸̰̈́̅t̸̖̎́ọ̴̍͝ ̵̡͔͋̆ŵ̵̡͝ǒ̴̝r̵̗̀̿r̸̲̜̈́̌y̸̥͋͒ ̵̦̆̅h̸̳͍͂e̸̗̒̓r̶̘̚ ̸̯͖͋̄t̸͙͓̆a̴͉̓k̷͎̀̾i̸̦̾͝n̸̟̿̀ĝ̴̦̿ ̴̧̩̄͗m̵̦̏͠ỳ̴̟ ̸̣̽p̶̤͈̚ŕ̸̨e̸̩̳͂̆c̷̜͍̅í̶̲̚ö̵̡̭́u̸̠̝̇̓s̶̳̈̋ ̷̩̈́L̸̢͇̉e̶̟͌̈́ņ̴͕͆a̵͈̫͑̉r̸̢̗̈̇d̴̲̓͠ ̴͈͇̊à̶͜͝w̶̫̺͊a̴̮͈̕ỳ̷̭̺ ̶̪̪̂̕f̴͓̿r̴͉̿ỡ̶̡m̷̥̻̅̿ ̸̘̟̄̑m̴̥̎e̵̥̜͂͆ ̵̥̖͊̚å̶̤̗̚n̸̼͘ỵ̵̑͌͜m̶͙̪̾o̴̦̍r̷͔̳̅̾e̶͔̜̋͒!̷̡͠!̵̬͘͜!̶̛͕͠
(It cuts back to the present.)
Arthur: Natalie did teach me one valuable lesson though. The meat of a woman doesn't really taste good, so your meat won't taste good either. Oh Ramona, I̴̢̙̩̝͘f̶̪̏͝ ̴̖͇̰͓̝͒̆ơ̸̦̲͗̄̀̆̽͝ͅń̷͈̫͂̓̓̕l̷̢͇̃̾̇̋ŷ̶̲̝͑͐̈̔͝͝ ̴̛͕̐̍̅̅̕y̴̪̻̬̆͂ô̴̝̝̑͒̆ṵ̴̙̋̏͑̊͜ ̸̹͕̤̘̞̐͋͋͂w̶̙̼͌̀͋ͅͅë̷̝̲̱̜̯͂̍͜͜r̸̜͎̠͎͍̗̓͛͝ę̶̭͎̽́̆̽͊̊̈́͜ ̵͔̖̀̓̆͒͘ͅa̷̲̠̹͍̗͒̓͜ ̴͚̪͙̥͕̥͍̄̂̐̃̌͠m̸̢̤͚̝̭̘̃̍̆̃͠a̷̞͔̱̲͇͂̐̿͜͝n̵͈̯̖͈̞̅̃́̃̐͝!̵̫̍̏
(Arthur suddenly feels a shock on his neck and immediately falls off of Ramona.)
Beth: Are you okay, Ramona?
Ramona: No the fuck I'm not, I just had my eye scratched out!
Beth to herself: Beth, you should've known better than to leave the killer unattended...
Mariana: Oh my God, Beth, please don't tell me Arthur killed my little lamb pup!
(Beth checks Benedict's pulse and determines that he's still alive.)
Beth: Don't worry, he's not dead, Arthur somehow missed his vitals by just enough, Benedict's very lucky to be alive.
Mariana: Oh, thank God...
Ramona to Monty, Carter, Rachel, Helen, Linda, and Lenard : Why didn't you try and save me or Ben!?
Carter: We thought Ben was already dead and we were too frozen in fear to help you!
Beth: Arthur...(puts handcuffs on him) You're under arrest for the murder of Timothy Woodchuck, Greg McCluck, Natalie Pigman, Joseph Pouch, and the attempted murder of both Benedict Uno and Ramona Stinger.
Arthur: I̸̢̜͇̥͕͙͈͔͝'̸̮̝̥̰̥͖̫̔̓̐͑l̴̬̇͛̑̀̏̑̚l̷͖̙̳̹̣̣̉ ̸̗̯̩̓͋͛͌̌̇̑e̸̩̖̻̬͐̋͒͑͛͝a̵͍͖̫͚͖͌̀̿̍̇̅͘ẗ̵̜̤̱̺̣ ̷̼͙͙͔̳̫̱͗͊̓̅̈́̈́̃̕y̸̤̔̒͂o̴̥̘̎̑u̸͇̰̦̖͙͌̈́ ̴̨̢̭͚̘͎͚̥͆̊́͗a̵̠̖̞͕̒̌͋l̵̢̡̛̗̝̰̻̳͂͗̚͠l̶̳̅̒̔͗̕!̸̥̲̫̜̙͇͈̙̈́̿̽̌̾͗̀!̷̺̰̤̗͔̩̣̆͂̽͛̅͘̕͝!̶̧̢͎̟͆͜
(Arthur gets shocked by his tame collar for showing clear signs of aggression.)
Beth: Get in the car.
(Ten years go by and Arthur has gone through a drastic transformation and now he mostly looks like an alligator, with the only kangaroo traits he still has being his head shape, hand shape, feet shape and small patches of kangaroo fur scattered throughout his body.)
Monty: Number 934, today's the day you get electrocuted.
Arthur: You can't do this to me!
Monty: You know this was gonna happen eventually, I just wished it happened way sooner.
(Monty takes Arthur to the electrocution chair. It cuts to Linda and Benedict(who are married now) entering the prison.)
Benedict: This place is so scary, I can't believe Ramona and Monty work here.
Carter: Hey, Ben. Hey, Linda.
Helen: So you fond a sitter for Delilah?(they're adopted daughter who's a lemur/cheetah hybrid)
Linda: Yep, Her grandma, Mariana is looking after her.
(They notice Lenard's looking uneasy.)
Rachel: Are you okay, Lenard?
Lenard: I'll be okay...
Rachel: Don't lie...
Lenard: He was my best friend ever since we were seven, I know he killed people...but I'll miss him...
Rachel: You'll miss the version of him he let you see.
Lenard: Yeah, you're right...
(The six of them enter the electrocution room where Arthur is sent to die.)
Arthur: Hey, meatbags...
Ramona: Don't you dare call them that!
Monty: Any last words, Arthur?
Arthur: Yes, but it's a long one.
Monty: Well, we have nothing but time.
Arthur: Alright then...I lived all my life as a hybrid. Society may accept hybrids now, but back when I killed people, society was not only ruled by prey animals, but also ruled by pure blood supremacy. My father was solid proof of that, he hated me, forced me to take anti hybrid pills to look like a pure blood which is thankfully now illegal, and even admitted to never wanting me and trying to get my mom to abort me! I may have killed people, but can you really blame these actions on me, if you ask me it was our old society's fault I became such a monster.
Ramona: It is not our old society's fault that you killed people, it's no one's fault but your own!
Monty: Ramona, please try to calm down.
Ramona: Sorry about that, I just feel very strongly about this.
Arthur: Whatever, just flip the switch.
Ramona: I've been waiting for this for four years...
(Ramona pulls the lever, Lenard closes his eyes, not wanting to see Arthur's gruesome demise. Lenard could see the flashing lights through his eyelids, his friends help escort him out of them room as he didn't want to open his eyes.)
Lenard: What happened?
Linda: Something, you don't deserve to see...
Lenard: Huh?
Helen: It was some pretty gruesome stuff...
Lenard: Oh...
Carter: Don't worry about it. Let's go home.(Lenard is Carter's roommate)
Lenard: Alright then...
(Meanwhile in Hell...)
Arthur: Where am I, am I in Hell!?
?: You are indeed in Hell.
(Arthur turns around to see a brown ram.)
Arthur: Who are you?
Baylor: I'm Baylor Uno.
Arthur: Uno? Are you Monty and Benedict's father?
Baylor: Yes I am, but I'm not a proud father of them.
Arthur: Why not?
Baylor: Monty a pure blooded sheep and Benedict doesn't embrace his predatory instincts like you do.
Arthur: So you would be proud of him if he was like me?
Baylor: I sure would, in fact, I think you should be my new son, is that okay with you?
Arthur: (happy tears)Of course, I never had a dad who loved me, especially for what I actually am!
Joseph: What about me!? I'm down here too!?
Arthur: You never wanted me and even tried to get my mom to have an abortion, why the fuck would I want to be your son!?
Joseph: Whatever!
(Josph storms of as Arthur hugs Baylor.)
Arthur: I never thought my new father would be younger than me...
Baylor: Unlike Heaven where everyone's forever young, here in Hell you're stuck at the age you died at. (Confident) So, I guess I'm glad I died young, I'm one of the hottest sinners here.
Arthur: (laughing) Dad, that's weird.
Baylor: You're the best son I could ever ask for...
Arthur: (tears of joy) Oh, father...
Timothy: Are you sure you want that f**got to be your new son!?
Arthur: Why, you little shit!
Timothy: Bring it on f**got, we're already in Hell, you can't kill me twice!
(The two get into a full on brawl infront of Baylor.)
Baylor: (Giggles) That's my boy...
The cannon ending.
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CW FOR FANDOM VORE(specifically predator lol), FEARPLAY, LIFE OR DEATH SITUATION, DEATH OF BACKGROUND CHARACTERS, MENTIONS OF GORE AND VISCERA, TINY READER, SAFE VORE AND ALIEN VORE.
I have elected to do a thing for Halloween lol.(also sorry for not writing much in a bit, haven't felt motivated to but imma try to get back into via this lol)
Corpses, corpses everywhere, blood, blood splattered across the walls of the base, guts, limbs and viscera filling every nook and cranny that could be seen, my tiny form quivering under a desk, trying to escape it, tears pouring down my face as I stifle my sobs so it doesn’t fine me, it was nightmarish, but you may be wondering, how did this happen? How did I get to small? What is it? Well buckle your seatbelts boys and girls, I’ll sum it up to spare your time, and myself some as well.
outpost #492hjs8.
Somewhere in The northern United States.
I was recently captured and brought to a secluded government outpost somewhere in the north for study and possible experimentation. Why you ask? Well when you pop out of a random portal and you’re only 2 feet tall the government is gonna want answers. And as you can imagine I wasn’t exactly treated with much basic decency. Experimenting, torture, the usual shit. This went on for about a week until the day they brought in a new specimen.
They said she was a “predator”, whatever the hell that means, and they referred to her as Blade, odd name hut whatever, she had these mandible looking things on her mouth, dreads flowing off the back of her head, she almost seemed reptilian in all honesty. A couple days past by with plenty of issues, this predator to whom they dubbed “Yao Guai” seems to be quite the handful for them, seeing as she’s already killed like, 4 guards and critically injured 3 of the staff, I know all of this because her cell is adjacent to mine. The horrors I’ve seen this thing manage, tearing the staff apart like rag dolls, mauling the guards, it’s traumatizing stuff, especially when you’re so small and she keeps giving me this look…I don’t know what sort of look it is but I don’t like it, not one bit.
Then one night, shit finally hit the fan. I had woken up to a loud commotion only to see that…it escaped, she managed to rip her cell doors off and started gunning it to who knows where. Then, minutes later, the power goes out, my cell door opens, it’s oddly quiet, I decide to take this opportunity to escape. It didn't take long until i could hear commotion ahead, luckily there was an open door to my left, so I took cover in the room inside.
As I hid, all I could hear was screaming, gunfire, body's being torn to shreds, cries for help being silenced as fast as they came out, it was horrible. Once I was sure it was over I peaked out to find nothing but blood and viscera all over the hall, what else was this thing capable of. As much as I'd love to ponder that I elected to waste no time and continue running, bolting as fast as I could to find an exit.
As I continued to run I could hear voices ahead. "search the area, execute any and all escaped specimens and staff, leave none alive." That must be damage control hear to deal with collateral, shit. Once again the lord blessed me with a hiding spot, this time it was an empty office with plenty of space to keep hidden, I elected to hide under a desk and pray I wouldn't be found. "You two, go search that office, we'll move ahead." Fuck, no, they're gonna find me, they're gonna find me and I'm gonna get executed.
"you think we'll find anything in here?" One guard asked. "Doubtful but it never hurts to look" the other replied, their voices growing closer and closer. "Wait, picking up something on my sca-" he was cut off with a squelching noise, like something just cut through him, then a thud rang out, welp he's dead. "N-no, SHAUN!" The other guard screamed our before unloading his magazine into....well something. But he too was quickly silenced, though from the sounds of it his end was more brutal, all the while my tiny form was stifling tears under the desk I hid under, and that brings us to where we are now.
So there I was, quivering under the desk, trying to stifle tears as I heard someone's footsteps approach, I closed my eyes and huddled in on myself in preparation for what might happen. Suddenly I was grabbed from under my arms and hoisted into the air to find.... nothing...either I'm going nuts or whatever's holding me is invisible. Then suddenly the invisibility went away and my captor revealed themselves, oh fuck, it's that thing I saw escape earlier, it was blade, and she was vlad in some kind of armor, mask and all. I was frozen, to frightened to move aside from quiver, what the hell did she intended on doing with me I thought to myself, assuming the worst.
When I was unexpectedly set onto that desk...huh. she appeared to be looking me over, checking for injuries or something, whatever she was doing it didn't seem malicious, and it was convenient for her cuz i was too spooked to struggle. Once she was done she placed her hands on her mask, a hissing noise could be heard as she took it off, aaand there's that award winning face, God it was jarring to see something so humanoid with such an odd looking face. She had this cold and blank expression as she looked me over too, almost unbothered by any of this. "Uh, thanks blad, I guess." I said as she picked me up from the desk again, holding my small form close to her like a toddler. "So now what?" I asked, knowing damn well if she responded I wouldn't be able to understand her.
"hey, I think I heard commotion this way, let's check it out" a voice stated in the distance, fuck that sounded close to our location. "Shit what're we gonna d-" I was interrupted by being shoved into her maw, quickly and hastily being crammed down her throat, it wasn't long before I slipped into what I assumed was her stomach, it all happened so fast I couldn't quite process what was happening at the momen. Then the chamber began to sway from side to side only for it to abruptly stop, then I could hear very muffled voices. "Huh, nothing in here, well aside from these bodies, she can't be far, let's keep looking." It was then I finally snapped out of my daze and the gravity of the situation kicked in, oh shit, I'm in a stomach.
My eyes darted around in the dark cramped space as it all finally sank in, I need to get out now. "H-hey, HEY, LET ME GO!! IM NOT FOOD!!" I pleaded as I attempted to struggle, it was difficult to do so considering how cramped it was for someone of my size, I was stuck in a sort of fetal position and could barely move, if I was smaller I'm sure I'd have more leverage in this situation, but sadly I was limited. But all I got in response was some muffled clicking noises from outside, along with being aggressively squished in the stomach, stifling my movement, hell it even hurt a little.
In all honesty, all I could do sit there as the tears rolled down my face, my small form swaying from side to side with the chamber, as my captor seems to be on the move again, she was likely escaping with her meal in tow. "sob, I guess this is how I go, a midnight snack to an escaped alien, sniffle, at least she gets to taste freedom with a free meal." I stated as I let it all out, tears steaming down my face. She must've fully left the facility at some point, because instead of the noises the organ made a long with blaring sirens and the deathly screams of guards, all I could hear was her stomach, breathing and heartbeat.
Eventually the swaying stopped, she must've found a hiding spot. I had grown drained from all the sobbing and general commotion, so I decided to let myself slip out of consciousness, letting the sounds of the chamber lul me to what was my final sleep, at least it was comfortable.
✨Ooohh pov switch✨
'this poor creature, they've been through so much during our time in the facility, and just when they thought they were finally able to escape, only to end up in a much more cramped prison.' I thought to myself as I rubbed my swollen midsection, caressing the now unconscious being within me. If only they could understand me like I understand them, once I find my ship I need to reinstall that translator. I understand why they might think this is the end for them, but it truly isn't, they're perfectly safe inside me, after all our talks and getting to know each other, as one sided as it all was, I've grown attached to them. I would never harm them, I just assumed it would be easier to carry them out like this, ans in truth it was. Once they wake up I should explain myself, but for now I'll keep kneading and rubbing st my middle, ive learned that this is a good way to keep the occupant soothed even when asleep. Rest up little thing, we've got a lot to do tomorrow, you'll need the energy.
(I wanted to apologize for how rushed and undetailed this might seem, it was rushed due to lack of time unfortunately, but I hope you guys like it wither way^^)
Happy Halloween~
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Thoughts while watching Part VI of the Kenobi Series
Obi-Wan's proud smile as he watches Leia cheer another kid up with Lola.
Ex-fucking-cuse me how tf is Reva alive??? Everyone is not fucking Darth Maul, okay? And neither does she have two stomachs like the Grand Inquisitor so what fucking gives?? Guess surviving being impaled isn't a big deal these days, huh? I can just hear Qui-Gon looking down from Force Heaven in utter contempt. He died, but these bitches be prancing around all over the place.
Owen is so gruff but so fond of baby Luke I can't.
Obi finally ready to continue the cycle of sacrificing himself for the greater good. Yay, I guess?? Since that's who he was as a Jedi?? Going back to normal.
Lmao Beru snarking back "Whose fault is that?" when Owen says Obi-Wan's gone.
Beru pulling out a giant blaster and Owen just going O.O is my new favourite thing.
Baby Leia sad that the battered grimy old man is going out to get himself killed.
"You're ten years old. But you won't always be." Excuse you STFU how dARE.
Yay sad parting hugs.
The way he smiles and promises he'll come back. That's the our old Obi-Wan right there. Ewan McGregor go OFF.
See the Grand Inquisitor knows exactly when to STFU and keep his head. But his tiny conceding nod to Vader tho LMAO. Like okay, do as you wish dumbass.
The Lars Parents tryna seem hopeful and putting on a brave face for Luke, but you know that kid knows this might be the last time he sees 'em.
Obi-Wan's twinkly-eyed smile at finding Lola in his robe 😭😭😭 Our man is back.
Lola's nervous beep omg.
"I will do what I must," my ass. Bitch can't kill his son-brother for shit.
Omg omg the old lightsaber-over-shoulder-one-hand-out pose is BACK!!!!!
Oh, so he's suddenly back in his old form now? After being fucking roasted days ago? Nice.
Owen and Beru are such icons. Going up against an Inquisitor for their baby boy.
Okay, but Reva severed a woman's hand for talking back. And you're telling me he left Owen and Beru alive? For what reason exactly?
Run, Luke, run.
Ok NOW the duel's starting to get interesting.
Obi-Wan Kenobi fucking smiling as he flings boulders at Vader with the Force is not something I knew I needed.
What an icon. Yet he still won't be able to kill him. 😒
Reva, you're really gonna stoop as low as Anakin, huh? That's the hill you wanna die on? Killing children? Okay gurl. You do you I guess.
DARTH VADER WHEEZING AND GROANING AND TOPPLING OVER OH MY FUCKING GOD YESSSS
Obi-Wan you are such a fucking wimp oh my FUCKING God. Yes, that's the child you raised and loved. But you saw with your own eyes the kinda destruction and carnage he leaves in his wake. And still you thought he might be worth saving?? And even when you realised he couldn't be saved you just up and left????? Explain this to me. You brought fucking Darth Vader to his knees--one of the few ppl who can even do that--and yet you just chose to not kill him??? Have you learnt NOTHING from Mustafar?? You're just gonna let him crawl wheezing back to his bacta tank so he can unleash the rage he has built up for you on innocent people?? Like WHAT THE FUCK MAN. Make it make sense.
Idk why Obi-Wan and other ppl choose to see it like Vader killed Anakin BS. Vader IS Anakin. That's what he became. That's what he chose. That's who he is now. His upbringing might not have been ideal and he might have been groomed. But the choices we make are ultimately our own. Ppl be actin' like his life trauma absolves him of killing literal children lmfaoo. Carry on.
Wow. Luke lost in the desert is the ONE TIME Owen doesn't look like he's contemplating physical violence when he sees Obi-Wan.
Beru not batting an eye at all at Obi-Wan's appearance pretty much confirms she sees him around often. At the market at Anchorhead, when she's out with Luke, maybe.
Reva showing up with a slumped Luke is a sight. Owen and Beru's faces. Thinking she carried over their child's body. Good God. I'm not even a parent but man the chills. Wondering how actual parents would react upon watching that scene.
Their look of confusion, caution and wtf is wrong with you directed at Reva.
Reva seeing real parents actually loving their kid. Their whole world stopping when they think their kid's dead. 💔💔💔
Owen's final look of pure contempt and what tf do you think you accomplished at Reva. Owen, my man, pls stop being such an icon.
Reva crying and Obi-Wan comforting her is another thing I didn't know I needed.
Reva trying to get revenge by killing Vader's kid, to avenge the kids he killed, but failing cuz Luke is a kid and someone else's family is just poetic.
"He killed them all, and I couldn't do it."
And yet she's afraid of becoming the monster that slaughtered her family.
I'm actually gonna thank Star Wars for showing how deep childhood trauma and hurt run.
Vader abt to force-choke the nearest being and Palpatine just goes you seem agitated, bro.
Palpatine tryna figure out if he needs to have his pet cyborg murdered.
Alderaan my beloved.
Dang nooo why is it so beautiful it's all gonna get destroyed.
Baby Leia getting ready for her next adventure. I need more wholesome scenes like this in movies 😭❤😭❤😭❤
Ok but literally HOW did they think Vivian Lyra Blair was gonna pass for a 10-year-old??? She was eight during filming and she looks even more baby. Look at how smol she is and her chubby baby hands 😭❤😭❤😭❤
I just keep rewatching the scene and laughing. How are her chubby baby hands actually doing any fastening??
How did Breha not see the holster before? No srsly? Did Bail help her hide it? Cuz if not, what in the rich parent BS...
Wow. Imagine having loving, supportive parents when you needed it the most as a kid. Just wow.
I fucking love Alderaan so much.
OMG. THERE IT IS. THERE'S OBI-WAN. It's the same smile from ROTS--the EXACT same smile. Our man is truly back for good holy shit look at his happy smile 😭❤😭❤😭❤
HOLY FUCK his old cadence and playful tone--they're BACK. THIS IS OBI-WAN KENOBI FRIENDS. NOT BEN.
Hugging Bail 😭
Omg him just crossing his arms and giving her a playful smile. THIS is the Obi-Wan we know. This is how he is with kids.
"I think you should sleep." DAMN.
Alderaan is so beautiful, but for what? To just get destroyed. ☹
Obi-Wan's voice breaking as he talks abt the things Leia inherited from her bio parents.
"Both were exceptional people." 🤡🤡🤡
I am so sad. We coulda had so much. If Obi-Wan had just killed Anakin during Order 66, we coulda had Uncle Obi visiting Leia in Alderaan and going on adventures with her. No sad goodbyes. More Alderaan. More uncle/grandpa-niece/granddaughter shenanigans. But nO.
Sad parting hugs. AGAIN.
And Obi's just soaking it up cuz he knows this might well be the last time he sees her. Life is pain.
No. Don't let go. Of her baby hand.
Omg it's the outfit from the comics YESSS. That and the teal outfit are my fave.
He leavin' the cave 😔
Owen looking suspicious, but not as suspicious as usual .
"Take good care of him." Like they haven't been for years. Like they didn't just throw hands with an Inquisitor. Bitch STFU.
Owen doesn't like Obi-Wan. But he knows just how much that boy means to Obi-Wan. He's the son of the boy Obi-Wan himself raised. So he gives in begrudgingly and actually smiles at Obi-Wan. "BEN! You wanna meet him?" Owen Lars. What a man.
Baby Luke immediately starts smiling at him 😭😭😭
HELLO THERE
Really liking Obi's new fit.
Bro, the moment I saw Qui-Gon's blue behind HOLY FUCK. CHILLS. I had to pause and scream into my hands and get up and jump around my room. The adrenaline was too much.
And then he turned around and everything went to shit. They spent the entire budget on TBOBF on a fucking perfect-looking deepfake Luke but here we are with 40-yr-old padawan Anakin, AOTC Obi-Wan just aged up a bit, and Qui-Gon who doesn't even look like Qui-Gon. They couldn't age ANY of them down a little???
Before I bitch abt Qui-Gon, does anyone remember Liam Neeson denying being in this series?? He pulled the same thing as McGregor but that bastard not only said they couldn't afford him, but also pretended to not know abt anything going on w Star Wars rn. He literally went do ppl still like Star Wars? As if he never heard of the sequels or oh idk baby yoda??? Played a bit too dumb honey.
Anyway, back to Qui-Gon bashing. This man. Bitch sees his son for the first time in 23 years and the first thing he says is took you long enough?? No greeting, no smile, no reassurance, comfort or an apology, nothing. Bitch ditched his son with the weight of the world on his shoulders, and now after years of that same son desperately calling out to him he responds, saying Obi-Wan's the one who wasn't ready to see him. Bruh. What a fucking bitch. Srsly Qui-Gon? WTAF.
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