#i also started working on OGR last night lol
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for the writing prompts, maybe ethubs with “you’re my happy place” “dont get cheesy on me” hehe - 👻
Sorry you waited a month for this LOL
happy place 2903 words // cw intoxication, alcohol use
Bdubs was fast asleep, dreaming of something pleasant like horsies or rabbits, when he was woken abruptly by a loud clatter. Bdubs was instantly wide awake. Bdubs’ clock, barely visible in the moonlight, showed it was past midnight.
The monolith was mob-proof, but Bdubs had still been surprised a few times. Once, he had been woken up by a rogue skeleton that must have snuck in a window. Now… he peered through the dark, eyes focusing immediately on a shadow closing in on him.
Bdubs shrieked and flung a pillow at the creature.
“Agh! Bdubs, it’s me!”
Bdubs slowly lowered the second pillow he held at the ready. “Etho?”
The figure drew nearer, and yup, it was Etho, hair shining silver in the moonlight. He stumbled into Bdubs’ nightstand. “Ow.”
Bdubs frowned. “Um, what are you doing here? Are you okay?” Bdubs kept Etho’s bedroom in the basement clean in case Etho wanted somewhere to crash near spawn, but this was very much not Etho’s bedroom.
“‘M fine,” Etho said, “just wanted to see you.” He tipped forwards onto Bdubs bed.
Bdubs scrambled back towards the wall. “Are you… are you drunk?” No. Impossible. Bdubs had known Etho for years, and the guy—while he had no issue consuming massive amounts of caffeine—mostly steered clear of alcohol.
In fact, Bdubs had only seen Etho drink once before. An evening long, long ago, in another world with another group of people. A little server get-together. They had been much younger then, Bdubs still tripping over himself to impress Etho. His stomach had given a flip, then, when Etho had chosen to sit next to him.
They were sitting on the ground, a couple of nearby dirt-and-timber houses the only infrastructure in this newly-discovered world. Genny passed some beers to Bdubs, and Bdubs offered one to Etho just to be polite. Etho had always demurred in the past, choosing instead to quietly watch them all make drunken fools of themselves. Usually he would cut out early, when things started to get too rowdy, and went back to his base alone. That night, though, Etho had taken the proffered beer from Bdubs’ hand with a shy smile.
Bdubs grinned. “You finally joining us plebs?”
“It’s a special occasion,” Etho defended, cracking open the can. “New world and everything.”
It was a new world, Bdubs marveled. Unexplored, unbuilt, and Etho sitting at his side.
The conversation that night was winding, people making plans, making toasts. Bdubs quickly learned that Etho laughed more when he drank. Bdubs liked making his friends laugh, he liked entertaining them, but there was something special about the way Etho leaned into Bdubs’ side while he laughed breathlessly. Something that made Bdubs’ chest warm.
As the night wore on, Etho leaned into Bdubs’ side more and more heavily, and Bdubs increasingly began to put on a performance for one.
“Hey, are you two listening?” Guude’s voice snagged Bdubs attention.
He reluctantly unstuck himself from Etho’s side. “What’d I miss?”
Guude gestured around the circle. “We’re deciding who’s building the nether hub this season. No one’s volunteered.”
Bdubs glanced around the group, most of whom were sitting silently. He cleared his throat. “I mean, Genny and I worked on the expansion last season… If you really needed someone, I guess I could…”
Etho leaned forward. “I’ll do it,” he said.
Bdubs glanced at him sidelong. “Really?”
Etho shrugged, smiled at Bdubs. “Yeah, it sounds fun.”
Bdubs found himself smiling back. “Yeah, it could be fun. I’ll help, too.”
Guude stifled a laugh. “Then that’s that. You guys are the nether hub team. Now you can go back to… whatever you were doing.” The group started chattering to each other again, a tone of relief in their voices.
Bdubs turned to Etho. “You know, they’re going to hold you to that. You can’t wiggle out of it by claiming you were under the influence.” Bdubs grimaced, remembering some past promises he had made while tipsy.
“I know.” Etho seemed unconcerned. “I really have been wanting to work on something big. A community project.” He hesitated a moment. “Something with you.”
“Aww,” Bdubs said. It took every ounce of his dwindling self-control not to leap to his feet and punch the air. Etho wanted to work with him. “Well, it’s going to be awesome. Got any building ideas in that genius head of yours?”
Etho settled back against Bdubs’ side. “Maybe,” he said, fighting a smile. “You’ll have to wait and see.”
“It’s gonna be so cool,” Bdubs blabbered. “I want to do something massive. Something with a dome? Like, a cathedral or something—”
Etho laughed, stifling a yawn.
Bdubs broke off. “Hey,” he said, wrapping an arm around Etho. “Tired?”
Etho nodded into Bdubs’ shoulder. “Should probably go to bed.”
Bdubs stood, brushing the dirt off his pants. “Come on, then.” He offered Etho a hand.
Etho rose to his feet, stumbling into Bdubs as he did. He was maybe a little more drunk than he seemed.
Bdubs was, too. “I’ll walk you back to your house. Protect you from any creepers.”
Etho snorted, leaning forward into Bdubs space, so close that Bdubs’ heart skipped a beat. “Right, you’ll protect me.”
Bdubs straightened indignantly. “What, you don’t believe me? I’m a stone-cold monster killing machine. Creepers run from me, skeletons cower in fear!”
Etho was giggling helplessly. He pulled Bdubs towards him and it took a moment for Bdubs to realize he was being hugged. “I’m so glad I met you, Bdubs,” Etho said into Bdubs’ hair, voice curling with fondness.
“O-Oh—“ Bdubs stuttered, his heart suddenly pounding. “That’s very… You’re sweet.”
Etho pulled back and his eyes were crinkled into a smile, warm. “I think I can make it back on my own. Thanks for offering, though.” His gaze traced over Bdubs’ face, lingering long enough that heat rose in Bdubs’ cheeks. “Goodnight.”
Bdubs swallowed. “‘Night,” he replied, but Etho was already walking away.
That had been the first and last time Bdubs had seen Etho drunk. After that, he kept up with his old habits. Refusing drinks, leaving before things got too rowdy. But something had changed between them. The warmth that blossomed in Bdubs’ chest when he saw Etho, the answering warmth in Etho’s eyes. The nether hub that they had sunk countless hours into, that had turned out even more glorious than Bdubs had imagined.
It had been a good night.
And now here Etho was, lying facedown in Bdubs’ bed and very clearly intoxicated.
“N’mnk,” Etho said, muffled against the blanket.
“Come again?"
Etho wiggled forwards, swinging his legs on to the bed.
“Shoes!” Bdubs shrilled.
Etho huffed against the mattress and kicked his shoes off. They landed on the floor with a thud. He turned his head to the side, out of the way of the blanket, and tried again. “‘M not drunk. Cub had me test some new potions.”
“Right… potions.”
“I was walking by Keralis’s place, and he and XB invited me in, asked me to try Cub’s new concoction…” Etho trailed off, blinking into the distance. “Oh my goodness. Those were drinks. I am drunk.”
Bdubs laughed. “What, you didn’t know?”
Etho seemed a little dazed. “I was wondering why Keralis seemed so surprised when I agreed to take a shot.”
Bdubs choked. “They were shots?”
Etho glanced at Bdubs and cracked up.
“Oh, brother,” Bdubs snickered, unable to hold in his own laughter. “You need a chaperone.”
Etho squirmed himself further onto the bed. “Maybe.”
Bdubs smiled down at him. “I kept your place downstairs just how you left it. Want me to get you set up down there?”
Etho hummed noncommittally.
“Ah,” Bdubs said. “You want to stay up here so I can tell you a bedtime story.”
Etho giggled and wiggled closer. He was practically in Bdubs’ arms by now. “Yeah, that’s it.”
Bdubs heart gave a little thrill, like it did every time Etho came near. Right, a story. He cleared his throat with a dramatic flair. “Once upon a time there was a guy name Etho. He was an okay redstoner, I guess. Maybe even decent. Then one day he met Bdubs, who taught him everything he knew…”
Etho laughed. His face was very close. “I think I know this one.”
Bdubs wanted to smooth the hair out of Etho’s eyes but he kept his hands firmly where they were. One propping his head up, the other braced against the bed, almost curled against Etho’s chest.
“You’ll let me stay the night, right?” Etho asked, quietly.
“Of course.” Bdubs’ mouth was dry.
Etho’s eyes were shining in the dark. He reached out and cupped Bdubs’ face, hand warm. Bdubs was frozen, he felt pinned down by the featherlight touch of Etho’s thumb tracing the line of his cheek. “You always take such good care of me,” Etho murmured. “Thank you.”
Void knows you need it. The quip was right there, ready to be lobbed at Etho so the moment could be laughed off and Bdubs could roll over and go back to sleep.
Bdubs didn’t want to laugh the moment off. He nervously wet his lips with his tongue, Etho distractedly tracking the movement with his eyes. “Well, I care,” Bdubs said instead. A little too honest, a little too exposing.
Etho smiled. He pulled his hand off Bdubs’ cheek but shifted closer, Bdubs’ knuckles bumping against his sternum. Bdubs lifted his hand obligingly and then Etho was actually in his arms, smiling at him dopily. Bdubs stroked his hand down Etho’s back and tentatively dropped the arm propping his head up, lowering himself down until he and Etho were level, their noses almost touching. They made uncomfortable eye contact for a long moment.
At least, it was uncomfortable on Bdubs’ end, his heart rushing in his ears, feeling like he had just scraped off a layer of skin telling Etho he cared. Etho seemed completely at ease, however, his eyelids lowering with each second that passed. Bdubs snorted. Etho was falling asleep.
“Hey,” Bdubs said, wanting to get an answer before Etho nodded off, wanting to at least try and level the playing field. “Why did you come see me? Really.”
Etho’s eyes were mostly closed. “Bedtime story,” he said, and chuckled at his own joke.
Bdubs rolled his eyes.
“No—“ Etho’s voice was so quiet Bdubs had to strain to hear it, despite how close they were lying. “I told you, I just wanted to see you. You’re my happy place.”
Bdubs felt like he had been hit by a truck. “Don’t—don’t get cheesy on me,” he stammered.
Etho blinked one eye open, peeking at Bdubs face. He flushed at whatever he saw there, then resolutely rolled over, his back to Bdubs.
“Hey!” Bdubs whispered hoarsely.
There was an unmistakable smile in Etho's voice when he murmured, “Goodnight.”
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Bdubs woke early, like usual. Etho was still passed out in his bed, snoring soundly. He had rolled back towards Bdubs in the night, tucking his head against Bdubs’ shoulder. Looking at Etho curled against him, there was a pressure in Bdubs’ chest that was almost painful. He didn’t want to investigate it too deeply
Bdubs decided to get up instead. He carefully dislodged himself from Etho’s embrace, dressing himself and dithering around his room. Etho didn’t budge the whole time. Bdubs stood in his doorway for an extra moment, watching Etho sleep, before remembering himself. Right, he had things to do today.
His first task was some inventory-taking. His storage was a mess by now, shulkers practically carpeting the floor of the monolith. He sorted through them until he found what he needed for his next project, organizing it as he went. After an hour there still hadn’t been a noise from the bedroom. Bdubs was a little concerned by now.
Bdubs had an old potion recipe tucked up his sleeve, one that had come in handy after many a late evening with good company and good drinks. He didn’t use it that much these days, but he could still brew it without much thought or effort. He was only a few minutes at his brewing stand. Bdubs stoppered the bottle and carried the final product upstairs.
Etho was still lying in Bdubs’ bed, covers drawn up to his nose. His eyes were open. He gave a guilty start as Bdubs walked in.
“How are you feeling?” Bdubs asked dryly.
“Horrible,” Etho answered. His voice was muffled by the blanket.
Bdubs snorted. “Here, try this.” He held the potion out.
Etho’s snuck an arm out from under the covers and snatched the potion out of Bdubs’ hands. He brought it close to his face, inspected the contents of the bottle with his brow furrowed. He glanced at Bdubs suspiciously.
Bdubs could have gotten offended by Etho’s obvious mistrust, but the vision of Etho in his arms, giggling and relaxed, was too fresh. He swallowed a laugh instead and sat at the edge of the bed. “Relax, it’s a hangover cure, not a special ‘concoction.’”
Etho, apparently satisfied by that explanation, uncorked the bottle and downed it with one swig. He grimaced at the taste, but Bdubs was no slouch at potion-making. A second later, Etho’s eyes widened. “Wow, that’s strong.”
Bdubs sat back against the bed post, crossing his arms smugly. “Now does Bdubs know his stuff or what?”
Etho sat up, tentatively, leaning against the headboard. The blankets pooled in his lap. He worried his lip, glanced towards the door and then back at Bdubs again. “Thanks,” he said quietly.
This was normally the part where Etho would be scrambling out of the room, calling goodbye over his shoulder, and Bdubs wouldn’t see him for a few weeks. But for some reason, Etho wasn’t moving from his spot on the bed. He picked at his fingernails instead.
Bdubs let the silence stretch awkwardly. He was curious where this might go.
Finally, Etho spoke up. “Did I… say anything last night?”
Bdubs bit down on the smile twitching at the corner of his lips. “You mean last night, when you broke in to my room?”
Etho pressed his lips together and nodded.
“Last night, when you climbed into bed with me?”
Stiffly, Etho nodded again.
“Yeah, you said something.”
“Bdubs,” Etho whined. His face was red with mortification.
Bdubs let out a bark of laughter and Etho glared at him. “You said cute stuff! Like how I was your happy place!”
Etho covered his face in horror. “I did not.”
“Oh, you did,” Bdubs grinned. “It’s fine, though! You don’t have to be embarrassed or anything.”
Etho groaned, his face still buried in his hands.
“You really shouldn’t be embarrassed, though.” Bdubs fidgeted, then spoke before he lost his nerve. “’Cuz I feel the same way.”
Etho slowly pulled his hands away from his face. His brow was creased, expression impossible to read.
Bdubs leapt off the bed, stomach clenching wildly. “Yup! So. I’ll see you later. Gotta get to work.” He turned to leave.
Etho lunged forward and grabbed Bdubs’ wrist. He blinked up at Bdubs, looking surprised by his own actions.
“What?” Bdubs asked.
Etho pursed his lips. “Bdubs… that’s so cheesy.”
“That’s what I said!”
Etho was just staring up at him, eyes wide. “You—“ he started, then cut himself off. His expression firmed. He rose to his knees and reeled Bdubs in by his wrist. Bdubs stumbled towards him, confused.
Etho was bracing himself for something, eyes darting around Bdubs’ face. And then, abruptly, he leaned forward and pressed a firm kiss to Bdubs’ lips.
Bdubs froze, heart knocking painfully against his ribs. This was… Etho was…
Etho drew back, scanned Bdubs’ face anxiously.
“Oh,” Bdubs managed to say, voice weak.
Disappointment flickered across Etho’s face.
Bdubs shook himself. Surely Etho didn’t think… Etho couldn’t think… Did he not know how Bdubs felt?
Bdubs scrambled. “No, wait, I mean… here.” Bdubs took a deep breath and smoothed his hands along Etho’s cheeks, watching Etho’s gaze soften. He pulled Etho towards him and kissed him gently. More gently than Etho’s kiss, at least. Not that it was a competition or anything.
Etho melted against Bdubs, the tension falling out of him, and then they were kissing in earnest; Etho’s mouth moving against his, hesitantly, but with more assurance after Bdubs gave an encouraging hum. They were kissing, Bdubs moving his hands to cup Etho’s jaw, tilting Etho towards him. Etho’s hands settling lightly on his waist.
Bdubs pulled back, chucking Etho affectionately under the chin. “There.”
There was a flush staining Etho’s cheeks. “What, that’s it?”
“Yeah, I got stuff to do,” Bdubs said with a smirk, rocking on his heels.
Etho narrowed his eyes.
Bdubs snorted at his expression, stomach fluttering. “I guess I could be persuaded to stay a little longer…”
Etho tugged Bdubs down on to the bed. “I don’t know why I need to persuade you, since I’m your happy place and all.”
“It doesn’t work like that! You said it first, so you can’t tease me without teasing yourself.”
Etho hardly seemed to hear him. He was staring at Bdubs mouth again, expression hungry.
“Oh, fine,” Bdubs sighed. He glanced at the clock on the wall. “I don’t have anywhere to be until… noon? Maybe? I’m yours until then.”
Etho pounced.
#ethubs#hermitshipping#I just wanted to write some bb mindcrack ethubs. w the nether hub!!! and some kissing to boot!#this is a palette cleanser for you and me :)#i also started working on OGR last night lol#@babygirlbdubs#i think this is you but if not lmk and i will delete tag#my fic
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More hermits as deities!
I got very stuck on Impulse because I was so determined to do his... But well uh... yeah...
Bdubs: God of The Day
Good nights rest
Sunrise
Daytime
Horses
Enjoyable travel
Healing through rest
Safety at night
Symbolism:
Moss
Clocks
The sun
Horses
Sleep caps
Offerings:
Clocks, either working ones like pocket watches or fake art pieces
Blankets
Medicinal herbs
Lavender and other herbs associated/for calming and sleep
Notes: Followers would place shines in areas where they could get lots of sunshine. The most traditional spot would be in a bedroom window that gets lots of light.
Gem:
Feminine strength and power
Honesty
Self defense
Cottage life
Note: I only recently started watching her and honestly my poor health and lack of wifi is preventing me from watching most rn.. poor timing but I really wanted to include her because she's wonderful. Also she's rather Athena coded. Athena is a greek goddess of war who's also a patron goddess of craftsmen. I rest my case do I not?
Impulse:
Scar: God of The Trade
Impulsiveness
Symbolism:
Yellow, gold, and black
Lower case i
Offerings:
Gold
Trades and deals
Manipulation and verbal trickery
Facades
Aesthetic gardening
Beautiful trees
Symbolism:
Fae and vexes
Offerings:
Money
Snacks
Gardens and landscaping work
Notes: His typical worshippers could be traders, but especially those who work the land. Garden and field workers under the wealthy could be a particularly big group. Since typically fae are known for their twisting of words and also incredibly nature based, it's only right to include them.
Joel: God of Pride
Pride and bravado
Self awareness, shame, and false bravado
Sarcasm
Symbolism:
Lighting (i had to ok?)
Ogres
Offerings:
Notes: His followers are totally ubber secretive. Also I imagine that he's sort of a two sides to a coin type. In art maybe he's depicted as both an ogre and a man with green antenna. Which is used indicates which "side of the coin" is at play. I think there's a lot more to be included in his list too.
Tango: God of Ambition
Distractions
Intense focus
Mechinisms
Ambition
Passion, excitement, rage, and drive
Symbolism:
Red, icy blues for certain periods
Fire
Offerings:
Notes: Can I just jokingly say he's the god of adhd? Lord he was just about Impulse all over again in this process.
Xisuma: God of Music
Music and expression through it
Community
Guidance
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Overall notes:
I assume Cleo would be referred to as a diety instead of a god or goddess. When I inevitably start watching her content because oh my god a person who also uses they/them and another pronoun maybe I'll try to revisit this but I dunno if I'll remember lol. So if any who's a fan of their's had ideas please please share! I'm very curious of them!
I've also kinda broken it up into categories and I have more to add to this topic so I'm looking to do a post where I talk more about it! Feel free to join in when I do.
And just like last time, I'd love to hear other's ideas with this. If there's any gaps I left or people I haven't included, I welcome you to toss in your input. Even if you're just adding onto something that I didn't leave blank! I read all the ones people shared with the original post and it was lovely. Honestly I might explode because I still can't come up with much for Impulse so input would be greatly appreciated.
(Also I cannot believe I didn't include bdubs in the first post so I'm added him in here. How the heck did I not notice? He's the one I started with!)
Edit: it took me an embarrassingly long time to notice I didn't put the handful of ideas I had for Impulse down.
#hermitcraft smp#hermitcraft#hermitcraft au#bdubs#bdubbleo100#geminitay#impulsesv#goodtimeswithscar#gtws#gtwscar#joel smallishbeans#smallishbeans#tangotek#tango tek#hermitcraft tango#xisuma#xisumavoid#inverted flower's hermit deities#sure thatll work
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For the edgy meme - #1 and #10 for your whole crew? Please? 🥰
Brave to ask about all of them haha!! Thank you for the questions, Lilou c: These questions are thought-provoking for sure. That first one was a doozy.
(Edgy OC Ask meme)
1. What memory would your OC rather just forget?
Arianwen: Ooh this is a tough one. I think Wen would often like to wipe the slate clean and start fresh, so to speak. It would be easier and less painful in some ways. If she were to pick just one, I think it would be going back to Ostagar and having to watch Alistair find his brother's body. I think it was the first time she could admit to herself she really cares about him and there was nothing she could do to help. That's a hard place to be if you're used to not caring about people and acting before thinking.
Maria: The sound Bethany's back made when the ogre snapped it. Not her whole death---she wouldn't want to forget her sister's last moments---but the sound haunts her.
Adahlena: The moment she realized her father had been made Tranquil. She could handle losing him and she could handle helping him settle in to his new life, but the moment she realized he was never really coming back is the singular most painful moment of her life.
Elowen: None. The idea of forgetting anything terrifies her. She keeps meticulous notes just in case.
Emmaera: Halamshiral. She despised the experience and now that it's done with and she knows she'll likely never have to interact with the Orlesian crown again she'd rather wipe the whole experience from her mind (except the balcony. She'd hang on to that dance on the balcony)
Salshira: Watching her best friend die as a child. She has always felt responsible, and for a long time would never have given up the memory (it's her fault; she owes it to Saeris to remember), but I think once she comes to terms with it as an adult she would rather put the memory to rest and stop having nightmares about it every night.
10. What's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?
This is a really funny question because all of my Lavellans were originally written in AUs. Emma, who is my actual canon Inquisitor, has an extremely flimsy timeline because the first fic I wrote for her was an AU haha.
Arianwen: I am working on a sort of spy vs. spy one with her and Zevran right now that's been really fun, but I am playing with the idea of Wen being stuck in a time loop and (entirely separate) a soulmate au inspired by that *strangles you with the red string that ties us together* post
Maria: I just finished the only AU I had planned for her so far (the magician au) but I also was playing with a circus au before that...but I'd have to find a way to make it distinct from the magician au so I need to think on it more.
Adahlena: Her entire existence is an AU, so none.
Elowen: I have an avvar au and a love triangle au for her more than half written, I just haven't felt like coming back to them lol
Emmaera: The mermaid au I'm currently working on! She is an archaeologist at heart and would be out there exploring Elvhen ruins if it hadn't been for the Inquisition. I'm enjoying writing this one because she gets to be in full archaeologist mode (and finds a mysterious man on the beach etc etc). (I want to finish this but I keep getting distracted by Maria). I've also toyed with some kind of vigilante au with her (but let's be real, she spends the greatest swathe of her time in Kirkwall clearing out Darktown and it's not that much of an AU)
Salshira: I also just finished an AU for her! I do think a princess/bodyguard AU would be fun with her (because she would be climbing out the window constantly) but I don't currently have plans to write one. Oh, also the various Josiemancing fics I have for her I guess? They're not really AU but they are alternate to her main timeline.
#oc ask meme response#ask response#i have a big long list of AUs i sometimes use as warmups but i haven't come across a ton of standard ones that interest me#though i have 3 or 4 lavellan modern AUs i never intend to post haha#i really like twisting canon events into AUs as opposed to like the standard cafe/modern/etc AUs (though I enjoy reading the latter)#i just have trouble fitting characters' personalities into that kind of AU if that makes sense#thanks again for asking! <3 i think i asked you one when i stuck this in drafts but if i missed you lmk!
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When I Find You
If somebody wants to adopt this fic, feel free. I love to see more of this trope and you all are amazing <3
Notes: :’) I needed a break from work so I wrote a little snippet that I may or may not finish later because I have other things to worry about and another fic that I wanted to really focus on. So, in the meantime, here’s some angst with fluffy ending because reasons :’)
Au Setting: Au of some sort I guess lol. I um...couldn’t help but make Tai-chan look like the hunter from Little Red Riding Hood, so he’s basically a lumberjack because I have needs.
Warnings: Angst because I love torturing our poor reader ig? Living in fear of the possibility of non-con, reader kinda being a stalker? Improper knowledge of wolf dynamics and other things because of plot, and Fatgum being too heckin’ sweet and understanding. Also, reader is too thirsty lol.
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The pack had adopted you when you were a lone pup, whose rogue mother hadn’t returned to her den with food for you. Your little howls of despair reached the alpha, who decided that it wouldn’t hurt to take you in. It was against the usual behavior and tradition of your wolf-blooded packs, and although the elderly alpha accepted you, your kin did not.
You thought for sure that over time, they would accept you and treat you as your own, but you were wrong. Your smell wasn’t close to theirs, and your furry ears and tail were a different color. An oddball is what you were. Sure you had the same behaviors and characteristics of your fellow wolves, but this was not your pack, and growing up with the obvious glares, odd stares, and blatant ignoring or snapping at you, you knew that you could never fit in.
You had always felt so alone, and when the alpha had passed away, a new one took his place, and all but chased you off. Being stubborn, you tried to talk your way into staying, because not only this had been your home, but you had nothing and nobody else.
It led to a fight, and you were badly wounded in the forest. With a few last harsh words, your new but former alpha had left you to die as the pack ignored your whimpers. Blacking out from the pain, you awoke, snow covered and cold in your human hybrid form with your own blood surrounding you. The wound must have dried over or froze, because now you had a permanent scar on your throat. Not near your scent gland, but close enough to your heart.
You were alone, scared, and scarred, and it confused and horrified you to no end. You needed a pack, you needed stability, and you vaguely thought that if you ran into humans, there might be a small chance that they’d take you in. Your kind was considered a monster in their folklore and myths, but what choices did you have? A lone wolf would surely be snatched up by either enemy packs, poachers, or whatever else. Not to mention, that you were a young and fertile omega who’s scent could lure unwanted attention. Even humans could smell the potent smells that your kind gave off during heats or ruts. You shuddered.
You couldn’t stay here. The blood had coated your human fur coat, making it sticky and smell awful, as well as it’ll leave more questions than answers that you weren’t emotionally ready to give. Chucking it off, you shivered but knew that you would survive if you stayed in your lycan form. Maybe you could scent out a human village and linger there.
A sigh escaped your lips, knowing that it wouldn’t be easy. Human villages and kingdoms were a rarity in this part of the country. It was nothing but snow and ice and certain death. South is where the old alpha mentioned that although it was productive and rich with food and trade, they were a little more strict around monsters such as the wolf kin. Your legs felt wobbly as you got up from the ground. Your neck was in constant pain and everything was so cold. Yet you started walking. It was an odd feeling, you didn’t really know where to go or what to do, but you felt a determination. You didn’t want to die here. You always wanted a mate with pups and a caring pack, and although your chances of survival was questionable, you wanted to try to live for yourself. The thought of love and acceptance burned hotter than any star that you wanted to chase.
Shifting into your wolf form, you went from prodding to full out running on all fours. The chilly wind hitting your face and the aurora borealis kissing the stars above you was your only company, for now.
You couldn’t be in your form, forever. You took breaks during your travel, letting your human self sleep in old dens, burrows, or short trees during the day time, and let your wolf form take over during night. Your scar healed over more nicely than you thought it did, but it still showed. You weren’t too weak to catch fish from the river, quickly snapping the lazy salmon in your jaws, but you had to be careful of bears and other predators.
It was as if shock never left you. You were in the twilight zone of being a lone wolf, and it scared you. You had nobody to protect your sleeping self from predators, to hunt with you, nor did you feel at least a little secure like you did in your old pack. You were very vulnerable, and couldn’t wait to see a human village, soon.
The thought of having your heat terrified you. Although it happened once every five months, it lasted two weeks, and even then your intoxicating scent lingered on you for three more days before fading. It was close to time for you to gather food for three weeks and try your best to keep safe held within a den. Although a monster to people, you weren’t the only one. Dragons, ogres, orcs, and even fellow hybrids had the capability of scenting you out and entering a rut because of your scent.
It was terrifying. You weren’t accustomed to such trivial, because although your old pack didn’t really care for you, your former father figure, the alpha, would always to make sure that you were protected and left alone. Wolf kin mated for life, but you didn’t know about other dynamics or beings, and the thought of being used and discarded with the possibility of pups from an unwanted encounter scared you.
Just like your mother, a dark thought cut to you. It made you try your best to push forward, and hopefully find safety, soon.
Six months had gone by, and it was late June, and the summer was more evident in the south than your cold northern home. You sweated easily and were huffy and upset. Time dragged on and you felt hopeless as you saw no signs of any human life so far. There were always more “monsters” such as yourself that you tried to avoid. Curious onlookers were the majority, thankfully.
At wits end, you were about to just sleep the rest of the day away. Let yourself worry about nighttime. A strange scent hit your nose. Curiosity getting to the better of you, you wanted to follow it, and so you did. It was the smell of smoke, but burning meat and vegetables were mixed into it. It was so weird and foreign to you, for you ate only fish or what the earth grew, and you knew that you wanted to check it out.
It had taken you a week to get to this forest. The surrounding area had mostly nothing but trees with beautifully dying leaves, those of which were unlike the evergreens you were familiar with. Your feet crunched against the multiple of colors of green, yellow, brown and red and although usually silent, you didn’t mind.
The smells here are mostly faded, and the only fresh scents were those of wild animals, not the fellow beasts or humans that run within your homeland, so you knew that it was a safe place. The smell of smoke, however, was new and farther in the distance in which you have yet to explore. You knew that you should rest, first, but you endured months of no pack had you aching for structure and security, and this very well could be it. It didn’t take you very long to reach your destination.
Awe didn’t began to cover on how you felt when the sight reached your eyes. Houses and other buildings were nestled within the center of the forest. Your heartbeat picked up when you noticed that there were small chickens running freely, a dog barking in the distance, and most importantly, people. Human people. It was as if a miracle happened, and although you wanted to step into the town, fear gripped you with bitter remembrance.
What if they feared you? Although in human form, you still had your physical wolf attributes such as your ears and tail, as well as you carried your own specific scent that didn’t scream human. You knew that all of that traveling wasn’t for nothing, but now faced with the real thing, you felt scared. You didn’t want to be ran off, again, or hated. Slipping further back into the woods, a sight caught your eye.
Soft and yellow hair poking out from a red cap, brilliant amber irises, a friendly wide grin, all belonged to a tall man walked out into the clearing. He wasn’t like anybody you’ve seen before. He was bulky, muscular, and had a roundness to his belly and face, he was unlike your lithe and limber brethren, and you found yourself appreciating the sight, if you were blunt with yourself. His attire was that of an odd shirt, it was orange and checkered, and he had leather boots with rabbit fur adorning them.
You noticed that he carried and ax, and was holding a bunch of split logs with just one arm. He was pretty strong for a human, and you liked that. Of all the humans, you couldn’t help but find this one the most attractive, and you hushed your omega instincts as they hummed with approval. You couldn’t find a mate, just yet.
However, you decided that if you were to be accepted within the village, he was the first on your list for courting. Just wanting to get it over with, you kept your human form as you took mental breaths on how to breach the humans. Timidly, you approached the handsome blond first when he reached the edge of the forest. It was probably stupid to creep up on somebody with an ax in their hands when your kin wasn’t very welcomed, but your desires were far more greater than fear.
Alright, you still were a little scared. Hiding some odd feet away in hiding, you let your presence known by stepping on twigs, making them crack. His head snapped up to your direction, eyes squinting in confusion as he readied himself for possible danger. What he didn’t expect was your voice murmuring through the trees.
“Hello.” Was the first thing that came to your mind.
“Who’s there?” A soft yet husky accented voice answered you and you liked it.
“A monster.” Came the reply without a filter. You could have said something better, but he didn’t seem to mind.
“A monster, eh? You gonna eat me, or hide all day?” He chuckled, and you liked the way it reverberated through the trees as it reached you.
“Aren’t you going to kill me if I show myself? My kin really isn’t welcomed with humans. No we don’t eat people.” You kept blurting out. Years of anxiety and being basically alone didn’t grant you favors with talking to people, but your friendly woodcutter didn’t seem to care.
“Hm? What terrible awful being you must be, hidin’ behind those trees and talkin’ so softly? Besides, how do you know that I’m fully human?” He teased lightly, and you couldn’t help but feel your muscles relax a bit as curiosity gripped you.
“I’m a wolf.” You admitted.
A moment of silence followed after that, and then a laugh. You tried to keep yourself from feeling funny in your chest.
“What’s so funny?” You all but demanded
“Nothin’. Just that, you’re suppose to be big and bad, but you’re bein’ so shy and timid, and honestly? It’s kinda cute. Come out, Sugar, I won’t hurt ya. Promise.” He finished laughing, and you kept yourself from humming with approval with the complement and name. Taking a breath, you stepped outside from your hiding place, and the both of you froze as he took you in.
To him you must be a small, feral thing. Your long tunic and pants looked as if they were about to tear with age, your hair was a mess, although you bathed, you still couldn’t get all the dirt off of you, and you were sure that your tail and ears were unkempt, as well. You expected him to change his mind and turn on you, or just run you off. What you didn’t expect, was that his cheeks turned into a shade of pink as his amber eyes softened to a more yellow tone, something that you were unaware of.
“You’re not a monster. No, you’re alright. Come on, let’s get you somewhere to stay.” He broke the silence as he gently held out his hand, and feeling an odd burst of warmth shoot through you, you took it gingerly as he led you to who knows where.
You were at a home where you can finally feel safe.
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I know, it’s short, but I’m focusing on another fic that took me many times to re-write because I wasn’t sure of it. For now, enjoy some stuff n’ thangs.
#Fatgum x Reader#I'm working#For my job and another fic#I promise#Although busy I have time?#Lol#This is so half-assed I'm sorry
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New posts resume tomorrow, so refresh on all your favorite cave-dwellers’ plotlines in the ultimate tldr catch up post!
When the last snows melted and it was safe to travel again, six couples set off in search of a perfect place to found a settlement of their own. They could not believe their luck when they stepped over a the crest of a hillock and saw before them the lush, rich river valley upon which they would soon bestow the name “Meraki.”
After passing a large meadow with wild berries and evidence of recent animal activity, when the group found six caves at the foot of the next hillock, they knew this was their place. They spent the next few weeks chopping down trees, settling into their new cave homes, and working together to create some common amenities at the Fishin’ Hole. Then, their new lives began in earnest...
Tammuz: “Howdy, neighbor! How goes it today?”
Kimba: “Oh, you know, the usual. Working in the garden, trying to pull forth some food from this sparse and spotty terrain. We’re going to need to start thinking about storing food away for the winter if we’re all going to stay healthy and strong.”
Tammuz: “Huh. Yeah, I guess summer probably is ending any day now…”
Lehabim: “Yeah, I’ve got this whole five-year plan for expansion. We fill out the area here around the Fishin’ Hole with some huts, get ourselves out of these caves and everything, then start spreading out towards that meadow we passed when we came in? There will be plenty of space for the next generation and any newcomers we can attract. Which we will, because Pallu and Junia are going to spread our reputation as a strong, prosperous place to settle far and wide! It’s as easy as child’s play, when you think about it!”
Lehabim: “Hey, so, you’re trying to be like, a shaman now, right? Like, tell us all this mystical shit from up in the stars and whatnot?”
Noel: “Yeah, I mean, a little bit of what’s in the stars, a little bit of what’s in the trees, like that sacred bloodleaf tree there on the island in the middle of the Fishin’ Hole. There’s a lot of ideas out there about why this is all happening, where Meraki and the rest of the world came from and who moved mountains and dug rivers and why we walk and talk and do what we do all day long. I just love talking about this stuff, I could go on and on all day! ALL DAY!”
Lehabim: “If you do, you know, get in touch with the spirit world, you think you could ask them if they know how to make this bread stuff? That guy Pallu has been talking about it ever since we got here, it’s like he’s absolutely obsessed with bread. I think half the reason he’s trying to become a trader is so he has an excuse to run away from home and look for this mythical village where they supposedly make it. It’s supposed to be warm and filling and kind of soft but also solid enough to hold other food in it?”
Noel: “Oh my stars, that’s absolutely THE most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard!!”
Lehabim: “I know, right?! But. Seriously, though, if you get in touch with the spirits, ask them for me. I’d love to beat Pallu to it… if, you know, it turns out it’s real.”
Nadii’ya: “Good morning, Kimba!”
Kimba: “Hallooo, Nadii’ya! Sleep well?”
Nadii’ya: “Honestly? I’ve been better. Maybe it was something I ate? I threw up this morning. Got any ideas?”
Kimba: “Oh, well, it definitely might have been something you ate, but that’s not the only explanation. You might have… you might be pregnant, new friend! The best medical science available today says that it happened because you WooHooed. You did WooHoo, right?”
Nadii’ya: “Uh, yeah, of course.”
Pallu: “Did Stachia tell you her idea about giving special medals for acts of val -”
Nadii’ya: “Let me stop you right there. The proper reward for someone who, say, slays a boar that has roamed into the village, is to let them keep the carcass. They risk getting gored to death to protect everyone, and then what? The village splits up the boar and hands the hero a shiny rock for their good deed? No way. The one who saves the village should be rewarded with the boar, they and their family should get to feast! Why is this so difficult to comprehend?”
Pallu: “Well, but, I mean, that’s what the boar-slayer signed up for. Protecting everyone, not feasting on a boar. When they do the job, why should not everyone share in the feast? Isn’t that how a community works?”
Nadii’ya: “But I could have hypothetically died!!!!!”
Kimba: “I can see it both ways. On the one hand, you, as the warrior, are risking certain death for the benefit of the entire community, and as such, you feel like the reward should be equal to that risk. On the other hand, Death is all around us, all the time, and we pretty much are all subject to certain death with every step we take. We made a community to ease the burden of living with this knowledge, to share our many burdens and attempt to ward off Death as best we can. Life is short, and why should we not all share its bounties as fully and fairly as we share our burdens?”
Nadii’ya: “…Kimba, you’re not going to die from kissing a boo-boo. Some of us are sharing the burden of death a little more than others.”
Tammuz: “So, you’re a carpenter, eh? That means you work with… wood?”
Gandu: “That’s me, the wood master of Meraki! What can I do you for?”
Junia: ::loud eyeroll::
Gandu: “So, you know my partner, Junia -”
Junia: “Hi!”
Gandu: “-she’s going to work on finding this village that makes this amazing drink out of wheat that makes you feel like the king of the world and makes everybody friendly. Isn’t she great?”
Rubati: “The reason we must light fires every single night is to protect us from dangerous animals, and also, from the spirits of dangerous animals, which can cause us even more harm! There’s a wolf-like beast with extra scary horns that likes to terrorize Sims at night and disturb their sleep, but it’s completely terrified of fire! Isn’t that great?”
Pallu: “I cannot wait until I know how to make bread, holy ogres. Mushrooms are just pretentious dirt.”
Stachia: “Can I just say, I’m so so so so glad we all found each other and became best friends? For months, the only Sim I had to talk to was Pallu, and, creator knows I love him, but he can be such a bore sometimes. Can you imagine? Endlessly traipsing through snow and forests, crossing rivers and mountains, and just ‘bread bread makeouts bread woohoo bread bread bread,’ constantly. At least now that we’ve established a home, he can leave and go look for it and I can have some peace and girl talk!”
Saphir: “Hey, love, guess what!”
Lehabim: “You want to make out with me?”
Saphir: “Well, yes, but also, Stachia asked me to be in the hunting party she’s putting together. We’re going to start making trips to the meadow and bring back loads of food for the whole village to share. Isn’t that a great idea?”
Lehabim: “Sure… kinda wish I’d had it, to be honest.”
Tobiah: “Hey!!! Hey everybody!! Look what I caught!!”
Nadii’ya: “I curse this pole to the depths of this Fishin’ Hole for ever and all time, may it never see the light of day or feel the breath of a cool breeze or do anything but rot into nothingness in the mud and the muck amongst the fish it so thoroughly refused to catch.”
Lehabim: “Do you think I should make a pact with a demon to consolidate power?”
Saphir: ::record scratch::
Tobiah: “Wait a second. Special wheat drink. Beer? Are you talking about beer?”
Pallu: “Are… ‘beer’? Are you saying you know how to make the special wheat drink?”
Tobiah: “I mean, more or less. We had wheat fields all around our homeland, and you basically just take some wheat and seal it in a jug with some water and let it sit for a while and then you have beer. It’s really not that complicated. Anyone can do it in their own cave. And the longer you forget about it, the better it ends up being! It’s kind of perfect for me, lol”
Pallu: “And this information has just been inside your head this whole time?”
Tobiah: “I suppose so.”
Pallu: “Did y’all make bread back there, too?”
Tobiah: “No, no no no.”
Tobiah:
Tobiah: “But we did hear rumors of a village that did. We were planning a raid on it right before Nadii’ya and I left, actually.”
Pallu: “Did… did you find out where it was?”
Tobiah: “Of course. I was a Raiding Party Commander back home. It’s actually not too far from here, now that I think about it. Want me to give you directions?”
Rubati: “WooHoo is weird, right? Like, so strange how we get in the bed and you put your censored bits with my censored bits! Is it weird, or is it just me?”
Noel: “So, like, WooHoo, amirite???”
Tobiah: “Everybody, look how pretty!”
Gandu: “Not really the most interesting thing going on at the Fishin’ Hole right now, bud…”
Tobiah: “I think it’s just a little bit rude of Saphir to proposition Noel right there in front Kimba. I mean she’s literally right there.”
Junia: “Why would that be rude? Noel and Kimba both know that their partnership isn’t based on exclusively WooHooing each other.”
Tobiah: “Sure, Nadii’ya and I feel the same way. But that still doesn’t mean I’d want to SEE it happening, right in front of me! Saphir’s not being brave, she’s being brazen!”
Junia: “Hold on, how is it all Saphir’s fault? It takes two to woo, boo. If Saphir’s being ‘brazen,’ Noel’s being just as bad.”
Tobiah: “Everyone expects it of Noel, but Saphir should know better!”
Junia: “Do you hear yourself? Of course we expect it of Noel - so does Kimba, you idiot! She knew he was a major horndog when she decided to partner with him! This is just the way things are!”
Kimba: “I heard you were talking about me? Don’t talk about what you don’t know about, Tobiah. I don’t need anyone else to defend me, and I DEFINITELY don’t need to be protected from Noel. So butt out.”
Tobiah: “All I did was - ”
Kimba: “Butt. Out.”
Tobiah: “Every time I see your face, it makes me angry all over again! Just stay away from me!”
Kimba: “Then why did you even come here?!”
Tobiah: “Because… because… to support… because… birthday… Noel… Gaia… UGHHH just leave me alone!”
Noel: “Everybody looking??”
Tobiah: “Stop! Standing! Next! To me!!!”
Tobiah: “Oh, Chipmunk, Dada’s sorry about tonight. I’m not proud that you saw me like that. When you’re older, maybe you’ll understand. Sometimes sims have so many emotions at the same time that they don’t realize what they’re doing or saying to other sims. I don’t want you to get the wrong idea. Ms. Kimba is really a very good sim, but it makes me so confused and frustrated to think… you know what, I’ll tell you when you’re older. Just be nice to Ms. Kimba whenever you see her, okay?”
Linus: “Okay, Dada.”
Gandu: “Did you know the Creator made me attracted to all brown-haired Sims, and that’s like, half the village? Turns out I want to make out with just, like, everybody.”
Rubati: “…Interesting… everybody? I never thought about kissing… everybody.”
Gandu: “Sometimes it can be hard to tell another Sim you want to kiss them, especially for a Sim as shy as you. Maybe it would help if you could feel like you weren’t really being yourself. Like, you’re from the Green Eyes lands. From what you’ve told me about it so far, you were raised not to kiss a lot of different Sims. So just pretend you are a Sim who isn’t from the Green Eyes lands.”
Rubati: “But… my eyes ARE green, Gandu.”
Tammuz: “I was having the most interesting dream, I was on a date - with you, of course - and I was - I mean, we were - running after a deer, and it kept darting this way and that, and then it reached a stream and I couldn’t make the jump across it but Ga- you could, and the deer was getting away and you were telling me to come on and jump over but I couldn’t, I just couldn’t make it over.”
Lehabim: “Saph, I’m really really sorry about before, I didn’t mean to make you think I want to rule this land with an iron fist - or any fist at all. I want this to be a place where Sims want to come and live their lives and I think I’m the one with the best ideas to make that happen, and I know with you by my side we’ll make it happen together, and I don’t ever want to do anything to hurt you or scare you.”
Kimba: “Have you tried summoning the dee- spirit with music? Noel is always talking about how powerful the magic of music is.”
A Voice on the Wind: ♫ Spirits, Spirits, in the trees ♫ please come out and talk to meee ♫ I have needs and you have powers ♫ If you help me I’ll give you flowers ♫ Spirits, Spirits in the trees ♫ let me indebt myself to theeeeee ♫
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Noel: “Everybody, I have to warn you to be on the lookout for ogres, or demons, or any other evil spirits of the forest… I don’t want to point any fingers - so I won’t tell you which person not sitting at this table tried to summon the supernatural today without help from me or Rubati… and so it probably wasn’t successful, of course. But. Just in case. Be on the lookout, and come get me immediately if you see anything out of the ordinary.”
Dan: “Lehabim of the Golden Eyes, the sound of my true name cannot be heard nor comprehended on this mortal plane. Suffice it to say that I am the one who can make all your dreams come true, so long as it pleases me to do so. Do you want riches? Unfathomable riches? I can make you so prosperous your mind would explode. Power? Dominion over this forest and all its minor creatures, dominion over your fellow sims, even unto Death itself? Speak it, and we shall see whether I want to make it so.”
Lehabim: “I mean, that all sounds really great, and I’d love to talk over my ideas for the village with you, but, seriously, what do I call you? It feels weird not having a way to address you.”
Dan: ::huff:: “Fine. You may call me Dan.”
Lehabim: “Dan, can I ask you something? Are there really ogres in the forest? It would be a huge help if we knew exactly what threats to be on the lookout for.”
Dan: “Ogres, elves, tomatoes, toh-mah-toes.”
Nadii’ya: “Do you ever wonder if you’ll be able to remember all the names of the new babies?”
Tobiah: “Probably. Eventually. I mean, I really only need to know our kid’s name at first, right? I’m sure I’ll pick up the rest in time.”
Nadii’ya: “…what if we have twins?”
Tobiah: “Uhhhhhh. Then, uh oh, I suppose.”
Pallu: “So, which one is this, again?”
Stachia: “Darah. I think Darah. I think we decided if you always do everything for Darah, and I always do everything for Hasrah, then we’ll never get them confused.”
Pallu: “Right, right right right. Okay. Darah for Daddy and Hasrah for Mommy. Makes sense. We’ve got this, Stach. We each do a diaper, we each do a cuddle, we each put one down for a nap… they’ll be toddlers in no time.”
Tammuz: “Thanks for being here, Japhia. I didn’t even know how much I missed you.”
Nadii’ya: “Look at you! How did you fit inside me?! You look like a Linus. Your father missed the whole birth, so he doesn’t get a say. And I say, you look like a Linus. Hello, Linus, who’s the biggest baby to come out of the tiniest mommy? You are! Yes, you are!”
Noel: “Kimba! You’ve done it! You’ve birthed the most perfect bundle of perfection I’ve ever seen! Can I name her? Please, pretty please? I promise you’ll like what I pick!”
Kimba: “Ok, wha-”
Noel: “GAIA! The mother of the world!”
Kimba: “That’s a lot of pressure to put on one little baby, Noel. You sure?”
Noel: “Gaia! I can feel the Creator whispering it in my ear. Gaia, the first goddess. Gaia, the progenitor of the entire future. Gaia, the mother of all simulated life.“
Kimba; “Yeah, you’re right, that’s no pressure at all, love. I’m sure she’ll turn out just fine. Gaia it is, then.”
Saphir: “Tziviah, shhhhh shhh shhhh! Time for sleep, little doe! I’ll be right here next to you the whole time, and when the sun comes up, we’ll start your first day on this crazy plane of semi-existence! I have so many things I didn’t even know I wanted to teach you!”
Rubati: Literally WHAT have I gotten myself into??
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Unpopular opinion that might get me chased off Tumblr like I'm a swamp ogre, but I like Endgame.
Do I dislike parts if it? Yeah, Steve's ending was a bummer. But for the most part, I enjoyed the movie and enjoy rewatching it.
I guess the blow is lessened knowing I can read a magnitude of fix it fics to dampen any disappointment I feel lol.
Anyway, I'll go pack my bags and change my identity.
I'm BitterlyBrave now.b
i love you sweets. i really do. and i’ve enjoyed being mutuals with you while it lasted. but after hearing this, we’re OVER!
alright, all jokes aside i see where you’re coming from. there are some scenes i really enjoy from endgame, and the first time i saw it i actually really liked it! but i think the longer i thought about it and the more discourse i saw related to endgame, i started to like it less and less. i just feel like there’s a lot of wasted potential in that movie and there are many… interesting choices made by the russo brothers.
i do occasionally rewatch endgame, but i literally skip through like half of the movie to watch the scenes that don’t make me go bonkers. also the fact that the directors and writers don’t agree on how time travel works with steve’s ending makes my skin CRAWL.
i’m with you on all of the fix it fics that came out of endgame (i personally would like to see more where steve is in time jail [even though i already wrote something like that]) but man. sometimes i just remember that steve is old and decrepit and natasha is dead, and then i feel sad over fictional characters
i do respect your opinion. it’s unpopular opinion night after all 😉 no need to be bitterlybrave tonight, although that name sounds just as iconic as sweetlyscared
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Kakuriyo no Yadomeshi Volume 6 Intermission 2 - Akatsuki, and a Letter from Utsushiyo
T/N: Heck yeah it's time for the two spider siblings to shine lol we haven't heard from Suzuran for a while now, well, spoiler alert she has left Kakuriyo and hasn't appeared yet since Volume 1 ended, or in the anime when she chose to live on someone's grave. *cough, Shirou, cough* Well, I guess that’s just that. I hope you enjoy reading this short one.
Also if you like this translation, you can heart it, share the link, reblog, I just respectfully ask that DO NOT REPOST ELSEWHERE. This is my contribution to the scant English content of this fandom, and I worked really hard to finish this thing, it’s not like I just copy-pasted everything. I even had to build the kanji in Jisho one by one. Try it and you’ll see what I mean.You can rave about this, rant about this, but if possible please link back to this page. If you’re unsure how to do that, just copy the web address of this page. If you’re on a blogsite just insert the web address as a hyperlink as a link back to here. Honestly if this light novel was officially-published in English, I wouldn’t even be doing this right now... And if it did, I’d take this offline to support the publishers and Yuuma-sensei. Creators support creators, is what I believe in. As previously-mentioned in earlier chapters, if you stumbled upon this one, the two seasons of the anime covered volumes 1-5, so other than the extra details, you didn’t miss much stuff.
OK Here we go--
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"Thank you for coming to Tenjin-ya, we look forward to seeing you again."
I am an earth spider, a Tsuchigumo named Akatsuki. I am Tenjin-ya's head receptionist. The waitresses and the Gesokuban** has sent off the final guest for today with a smile, and my work as the head receptionist has ended. The moment that the last guest gets sent off, I always breathe a sigh of relief. The front desk's work ended before evening, and the day before the entire inn is closed on a break, we all soak in the feeling of liberation. The young Ogre bellboys were shouting "It's rest day! It's rest day!" and were running around the front desk. The Bake-Tanuki Gesokuban Chiaki-san gathered the ogre bellboys together and assembled in the lobby, and called them one by one in sequential order. Many of the ogre children were orphans, and not only does Tenjin-ya go beyond in providing them work, but also the day before the inn closes for a break, apart from their salaries they also receive a bit of pocket money, and the very first in the line gets freed off from work.
"Alright you lot, return to your dormitories like adults, so you won't cause any trouble during work."
"OK-- Gesokubanchou**-sama!"
As the ogre kids were lining up one by one, Chiaki-san encouraged them to return to their dormitories quietly.
"If you run your pocket money gets forfeited. Oh, and greet the head receptionist too."
T/N: Gesokuban= doornan, in charge of the guests' footwear. Sorta like bellboys too. Gesokubanchou=head of the doormen
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"OK--. Goodbye, Bantou-sama!"
"Ohhhh..."
It's impossible for me to take care of those brats... It must be difficult to be in charge of the footwear. It's better to be a receptionist.
"Whew, it's finally over. Ah, Akatsuki, after this, won't you come with me to Gintengai to have some drinks?"
After sending off the ogre children back to their dorms, Chiaki-san called up. He always has this soft smile and voice with a subservient attitude, but he is my sempai as he started a bit earlier than me in working for Tenjin-ya. Among the management staff he is the most recent to join, and considerably has a lot of assigned duties and tasks.
"Oh, but tonight you're also going to Aoi-san's place to have dinner, don't you?"
"No. Apparently today only the girls got together, they seemed to be having a weird meeting or something."
"That's also what Kasuga said. She says that Aoi-san is very friendly to everyone in Tenjin-ya. Ah, Waka-danna sama, are you free tonight? If it's fine with you, would you like to go out and have a drink with me?"
"Oh, that sounds nice, Chiaki."
Chiaki-san also called up Waka-danna sama. It's weird that he's up for it.
Chiaki-san, he seems to have an air of softness and limpness that I don't have, and sometimes I don't think he's appropriate for the reception desk. But the person in question is, among the management staff is said to be the number one outlier with having the position of Gesokubanchou, as he said previously that he likes his job.
T/N: Bantou=head receptionist
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"Ah, uhm... Akatsuki-sama, Chiaki-sama, Ginji-sama.."
"Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"
"If it's fine with you, would you want to go out and have fun with us?"
There were three waitresses, they seem to choose at their own discretion when to talk to us. Lately, I have been invited to go out a lot. But for me, I want to get some rest on a rest day.
"That sounds nice. But tomorrow I'm called to go back home to my parents' house. I hope you can invite me next time."
Chiaki-san rubbed the back of his head, he seemed to be used to it by now and was resolute. Waka-danna sama seemed to be puzzled by the invitation, and flatly refused by saying "I too, have other scheduled appointments." I just decided and told them "That's a no-go" because it's too much of a hassle.
"Oh, I see..."
It's easy to understand that the waitresses got disappointed as their shoulders went down.
"If that's so, then are you free the next time the inn closes for a break?"
"Uhm...."
The waitresses weren't discouraged. Why did Chiaki-san and Waka-danna sama looked at me over here? At most, you're always free and going out during resting days, it seems. Are you pranking the kouhai?
"Hey, wait a minute you lot. Tomorrow the famous Kabuki lead actor named Yukinojou from Youto is coming to the Kabuki Troupe in Kimon**.
T/N: Apparently this is what 鬼門 reads so I apologize if I wrote it as Onimon before, I was too much of a dumbass to correct everything oh well at least I learned it before finishing this volume lol
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You're going out with those guys? You'll just keep screeching and screaming out."
Suddenly, O-ryo appeared behind us. The waitresses seemed to lap up what O-ryo brought about, and went "Really?--"
"You're kidding, is that true O-ryo?"
"I have to check the bulletin board!"
"Yukinojou-sama--!"
Just a while ago they were disheartened and now they went off somewhere. The girls' high-pitched voices were ringing out, and they didn't even look back as they left us.
"As expected of you, O-ryo san. You saved us."
Waka-danna sama gratefully spoke to O-ryo, but she just raised an eyebrow and laughed at us.
"You three, you were targetted by the waitresses. Among the management staff, you had the lowest difficulty levels. You got cornered, weren't you?"
"Is that praise or is that disdain?"
"Akatsuki, I saved you, you could at least thank me for it."
O-ryo pointed her finger at me, and forced me to say thank you to her. She's surely shameless, an impatient and distasteful woman.
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"O-ryo sama!"
It's the Bake-Tanuki waitress, Kasuga has come and pulled the bottom of O-ryo's kimono.
"Let's go now to Yugao. Aoi-chan's waiting."
"OK, OK. Those group of single guys seem to be going out for drinks, but aren't we going to a glitzy girls' night-out? Awww, what a pity, you can't go with us--, you have no means to--"
"O-ryo sama. They're also having that in secret. It's the same level as ours."
As expected of Kasuga to point that out. She's merely a waitress, but her wit and cleverness is effective, and she is a hard-working Tanuki girl. I also unintentionally asked her to do errands and what not here and there.
"Ah..."
Kasuga turned her head towards us again, but stopped whatever she was about to say.. No, not really, but when she looked at us, it seemed that she looked at Chiaki-san who was beside us. Chiaki-san didn't seem to move a bit, but he just lazily smiled.
Inside Gintengai, the riverside were lined up with food carts, and it was the busiest corner. It was the place were middle-aged men gathered after work before returning home. The fowl grilling place had three open seats, and we each ordered our favorite liquor and had them heated and poured for us**.
"Ahh, it's nice to have some barbecued fowl every now and then in these food carts."
T/N: Yeah I know it's weird but sake or rice liquor is actually drunk either warmed up or at room temperature, I don't know why though, maybe to help the alcohol evaporate IDK because normally beers and wines are chilled then served, but hey, it is what it is lol. Also I just translated the fowl, or poultry from the generic term 鳥=tori because it can range from chicken to duck to turkey to exotic birds like guinea fowls and peahens. Like the offal hot pot, we can only guess what they were grilling here. I'd call duck and chicken lol
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"Yeah, I agree. Waka-danna sama, whenever you're free you always go to Yugao, don't you? Every now and then let's get together, please?"
"Yes, well, I'm here now, am I?"
After seeing that the Waka-danna sama seems to be in good spirits, Chiaki-san requested to the Oyaji** "Ah, I'll have the chicken wings and scallion skewers. Everything plain salted."
"I'll... Have the gizzards with scallions, plain salted, as well as some liver with dipping sauce, please."
"I'll have the parson's nose** and some chicken meatloaf, with the skin. With dipping sauce."
While the liquor bottles were being heated, we had a chat. The barbecued chicken that they were cooking soon gave off a delicious smell.
"To be honest, it was a good thing that Waka-danna sama has returned to Tenjin-ya. During the time that Waka-danna sama was away, Tenjin-ya was in trouble. Akatsuki, somehow everyday acts like a little girlfriend running around saying 'We need you Waka-danna sama, please come hooome--'. That image has been burned inside my head."
"What?"
"Wait, Chiaki-san!"
Well, the Waka-danna sama's usual workload isn't run of the mill, it's like it left a void. However suprised the Waka-danna sama looked, his blank face looked at mine.
"Uhm.. That is..Somehow, the front desk's work is sustained by the Waka-danna sama, and I happened to experience that personally."
T/N: Oyaji=usually the dude who owns the establishment, they normally cook and grill and stuff. Their waifus handle the cashiers.
Also srsly these dudes know their fowl well, especially Akatsuki. I mean, chicken butt/parson's nose is full of that fatty cholesterol-filled goodness, as well as the skin wahhh now I want some of these too T__T
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I was muttering my embarassing thoughts as my greasy sweat overflowed. That busy time has been pardoned already... speaking of, when the grilled skewers were done, I ate them hungrily. Ah, even the cartilage tastes good.
"Akatsuki... It's unfortunate to have experienced those troubles, wasn't it?"
"Ehrmm.. yeah."
Waka-danna sama seemed to have gotten quiet, and I was so embarassed I couldn't say anything. I drank the sake bit by bit.
"Well, anyways.. Waka-danna sama is awesome though. It's because while planning activities and managing Tenjin-ya, you were also said to be assigned to the internal affairs of Kimon. You were also looking after anything that troubles the Odanna-sama's fiancee. If it was me I couldn't handle it. I already find it hard just taking care of the ogre kids."
While Chiaki-san was talking, the topic shifted to Aoi.
"Ah, ahahaha. I wasn't looking after Aoi-san, I just let her do what she wanted, I think that's the right thing to do.. And because Aoi-san is a dependable person, it came to the extent that she helped me. Even now, with the souvenir products that Tenjin-ya asked Dr. Saraku to make, she's still doing her best to help with it, it seems... She's really awesome."
Waka-danna seemed to have remembered something, and silently laughed, before ordering another bottle of sake. That guy, isn't he a bit harsh...
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"I don't normally work with Aoi-san so I don't understand but, she's somewhat special, that granddaughter of Shirou's."
"Yes, that is, Aoi-san is an amazing person. Aoi-san's cooking. Say Akatsuki. Somehow in the beginning Akatsuki was harsh with Aoi-san, but now you're part of the Yugao gang, aren't you?"
"Eh? No, uhm...."
"Oh, you're pausing with your words, you're hesitating. You weren't objecting that time, Akatsuki.."
"..."
Someday, when you make fun of me again, I'll be prepared. But, I need to think how can I deal with this now... When these guys bring up that topic again after a while, I'll change to make quick and sleek comebacks.
"Certainly I go eat Aoi's cooking since it's a great way to end the working day, but compared to me, O-ryo goes there to a greater extent, doesn't she? To think that she tried killing Aoi before!"
"Ah, ahaha. For sure, O-ryo san has now become less snappy and harsh... She goes to Yugao and pesters Aoi-san a lot. After that Kasuga-san also goes a lot to Yugao too."
After that, instantly, it seems that Waka-danna sama remembered a lot of things about O-ryo and Kasuga.
"Speaking of Kasuga-san, until now she still calls O-ryo as O-ryo sama? Even though she has already lost the position of Waka-Okami she still calls her as such."
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"It's because Kasuga likes O-ryo. It's because ever since Kasuga started working in Tenjin-ya, she always bothered O-ryo san to look after her because she doesn't know anything."
"Really, is that so? Isn't Kasuga-san and Chiaki relatives?"
"Uhm, yes, yes we are..."
Good, the topic has changed smoothly. Being tipsy, Waka-danna sama and Chiaki-san started talking about Kasuga and O-ryo. I was relieved, and added an order of thighs and chicken meatloaf from Oyaji. I really love meatloaf...
"Oh, right, Chiaki-san, aren't you about to say something about that Kasuga?"
When I asked him about it, Chiaki-san's face got all stiff for a moment. It was weird, for that person to have that face. But immediately after that, his usual sloppy face went back.
"Ah, it's probably due to tomorrow's stuff."
"Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow, we have to go back home. Also, it's something important."
Oh, it's true, because they were going back home, he didn't lie to the girls when he was invited. But it's weird how he said it. Could it be that he doesn't want to go back home?
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"Isn't Waka-danna sama going back to Orio-ya?"
"What, why?"
"But that's what going home means, right? When you don't have a village to go back to. Don't you have an older brother?"
Waka-danna sama only waved his hands in front of him, with regards to Chiaki-san's unsophisticated question.
“No, no, that, uhm.. Right now it's a bother to go home. Right, Akatsuki?"
"Why is the conversation swayed to me?"
When it comes to a home, I have no such place. I have been born and raised in Utsushiyo, my only living relative is in there right now, my younger sister...
"That much- How is my nose stupid?"
In an instant, the drunk and wasted middle-aged Tengu nearby started making a racket, and he hit me with a hot sake bottle by mistake.
"..."
What the heck is this? As I was staring fixatedly, I got lost in time. While looking at the Tengu who got caught in the moment, my former boss Hatori-san, the current head receptionist of our rival inn, and previously when the Tengus became violent in the front desk I recalled the memories, and I got angry. I wanted to tear out all of the feathers of the middle-aged Tengu, but Waka-danna sama and Chiaki-san
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pacified me "Woah, woah there, Akatsuki", and nevertheless I peacefully settled down. I went back to drinking in desperation.
When the other sempai noticed it they just start talking. It’s mainly due to Hatori-san. A lot of things happened, and the night grew late.
"Tch, I drank too much. Waka-danna sama is too tough..."
Upon returning to the males' dorms, while my drunk head was spinning around, I entered the men's baths. I splashed on water to wash off the liquor smell, then opened the sliding doors to my room and burst inside, and collapsed on the futon that I kept lying around. My room is at the top floor of the males' dorms. As the head receptionist I was given my own flat, and I wasn't roommates with anyone. Ah, the cool breeze feels great. I went and opened the veranda's door, and I looked at Kakuriyo's faintly darkened evening sky.
"Hoo-hoo. It's the hoot of the underworld's night owl."
"Hmm.. what?"
From the veranda a single owl feather flew inside, and somehow plopped down, and I went inside the room again.
"What is this.. A letter for me?"
It was a momiji-patterned stationery. I haven't received a letter for a long time.
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A red stamp was attached, this was exclusively used by the underworld's postal service that goes between Utsushiyo and Kakuriyo. The sender is...
"Suzuran"
In one breath, I got sobered up. This was my younger sister, Suzuran's letter. I stood up and pulled out a pair of scissors, and cut the seal.
"Akatsuki-niisan, it has been a long time.
Are you busy everyday?
I'm worried about niisan, don't work too hard and neglect taking care of your health.
Are you eating nutritious food? Are you sleeping enough?"
What the, her opening was only about her worries. Don't worry Suzuran, about your brother. That detestable Shirou's granddaughter's food, I eat those everyday and get healthier. It's full of nutrients as well as delicious. I'm not miserable.
"Akatsuki-niisan may be blunt and crude, but he's really very sweet, are you on good terms with Aoi-san right now? Did I guess that right?"
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"What the heck."
That woman Suzuran. I don't understand why she's on good terms with Aoi, but for sure, she's saying nice things about her because they bonded during the time she stayed here. My sister by blood, she forsees just about everything.
"While I was taking care of Shirou-san's tombstone, I was also looking after the businesses of the people in Utsushiyo.
When the Ayakashi living here come and wreck Shirou-san's tombstone, I grow into a larger body, you know?
Everybody flees, when they see my Jorougumo** form."
"Oh, goodness, so that's it..."
Even I was, when she powerfully threw me out of Tenjin-ya, her powers were quite strong...
"I love niisan, who works his best as a receptionist at Tenjin-ya.
But please, don't be too excessive.
Take some time to rest. Because niisan dislikes taking a break.
You also dislike having fun with girls every now and then."
"Stop it. Leave me alone."
T/N: So while Akatsuki is a spider demon- a tsuchigumo=土蜘蛛 that burrows underground like a tarantula, his sister Suzuran is an orb weaver spider demon, a jorougumo=女郎蜘蛛 that hangs on trees. No wonder Akatsuki's mini-form looks so pudgy and cute gwahahaha especially the cute skull on his abdomen. Try searching for that image, when Suzuran beat the crap out of him and he got weak AF wahahaha poor bean
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"Suzuran always thinks of niisan during the dawn**.
Please take care."
After reading the letter, I suddenly laughed at my younger sister's noisy wordings. The letter you sent had composure, as such, from where you are, you're also in good health. While protecting the tombstone of Shirou, whom you love.
"..."
Instantly, from the edges I saw a reddish ray of light, and as I opened the sliding screen, I looked at the early morning sky. Oh, I get it...
The wonderful early morning sky. She said dawn, as it was my name.
"Today... That's it. I'll write back Suzuran a very casual letter."
Since she has left Kakuriyo, I'll write up everything that has happened in here since then.
Also, while by tired body already had its rest, it's fine to do my best at work again.
T/N: Akatsuki's name is literally "daybreak", not like them Orochimaru peeps lol
End of Intermission 2, Volume 6. Previous - Chapter 4. Next - Chapter 5
References:
Wonderful site for the youkai references
Other stuff I used to do this: Kodansha Kanji Learner’s Dictionary (you can buy here, I’m not sponsored btw). I was about to buy the older edition but then the newer one came out 2013 so I bought that instead. Worth buying since I was able to find nearly all of the words I needed just by stroke pattern alone.
Merriam-Webster's Japanese-English Dictionary (the red-covered 1996 version is apparently out of print right now). This is what I have been using for a very long time, I bought it when I was still a fetus (yes I am old so what lol), and after so many years, when compared to newer editions, I still prefer this one since its entirety is Japanese-English, the English to Japanese gloss are just 16 pages tops, so you get more Japanese words for your buck. But that’s just my opinion, maybe other people prefer the Jap-En x En-Jap IDEK.
Basic online dictionary, Jisho. Knowledge of verb conjugations and other words are necessary since not all have entries.
If you can read Japanese, you can buy the whole set in Amazon Japan, they’re shipping worldwide now, I think.
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Simon didn't say...
omg, you guys...
OK. So. I've started playing D&D regularly, right? Probably haven't updated you on that...because..I'm the worst.
Anyway!
So, I've been playing with decent regularity since February. Every Tuesday, I'm at a local Magic Arena that also hosts tabletop gaming nights. They ask you which game you want to play and tell you who's meeting at what times/days for that game. So if you want D&D 5e, this is when they play. If you want Pathfinder, this is when they play, etc, etc. It's a $5 charge every time you show up to game, and $1 goes to the DM and the rest goes into a party fund. That way if we want to do something special with party funds, we can!
My DM's an awesome guy, and we were playing his homebrew, but then... Saltmarsh came out. And we were all really into the idea of doing Saltmarsh. SO. We used party funds to buy Saltmarsh, and at a point when we were kind of lulling in our regular campaign, the DM was like, "Hey, let's do Saltmarsh". We all made characters for Saltmarsh, and it's been a ride.
Tonight, I'm writing, because zomg the stress.
So, here's the roster, ok?
Zach - 42. A Warforged monk with no memory of his past before he arrived with us at Saltmarsh. We call him Captain Salty Seafist, because he spent a lot of his free time working the docks and has a bit of a sea-dog accent(?) now. He was the captain of our first ship, but we now have two ships so... I guess he's the admiral.
Addy - Fey. A fey. She's.... she's just a fey. They homebrewed her a race to play and she has a bunch of abilities, but nothing for combat...except she can summon creatures that help her by fighting. Other than that, she's all healing, utilities, and reaction.
BP - Frovax. Dragonborn warlock, hexblade. I don't know this guy's name.. Still. He's been playing with us for a few weeks. But I still can't remember his name. His wife used to play with us...
Wifu - Kvisa. Barbarian woman. Bloodythirsty ditz. Really intent on killing Lizardfolk because they whiped out her tribe and she's the last of them. She was playing with us regularly, but then classes started up, and now her Barbarian girl is just...gone. Whatever. She was going to be a problem because she wanted to kill all the Lizardfolk. It's probably better this way.
Bear - Fresca Goosberry, the Inquisitor of Kelemvor...really he's a deluded warlock that thinks he's a cleric. He has a cult now, because he's been proselytizing, and the converted become his cultists. Three of those cultists actually survived our hydra fight, though, and they have class stats now :)
New Guy - a tiefling ranger... he's so new, we literally met him today. He has no name for his character, but his big-play seems to be that he wants to cover himself in some form of alcohol and light himself on fire since he's fire resistant... I've tried to explain that resistance doesn't equal immunity, but whatever. Rule of cool I guess.
Me - Simon. Half Drow bard, college of whispers. Bit of a man-whore, but he's into that free love thing. Usually sends letters with extra gold back to his dads. Yes. Dads. More on that later (maybe). I've described him as having a leather vest over a poofy white shirt and really tight pants... rocking that David Bowie vibe from the Labyrinth (if you know what I mean [you know what I mean]). He got a long oil-skin green coat with lots of pockets from one of the adventurers. One of my favorite lines thus far...
So we meet this guy right? He says if he's staying with us he'd like a weapon to defend himself. 42, the warforged, detaches his pinkie and gives it to him since every part of his body is a weapon. The guys looks at the pinkie and asks what he's supposed to do with that, and Simon says, "Well... I've done a whole lot more with a whole lot less ;)"
So, I'm Simon, right? He hasn't necessarily fit in well with the group, but he hasn't rocked the boat (lol).....I mean, he's been neutral enough to go along for the ride. But joy of joys...tonight, we transitioned from Murder Hobos(TM) to actual negotiators. Simon really likes having friends on all sides, so that was definitely more his speed. Don't get me wrong, he enjoyed straddling a ballista and bullseyeing a Hyrdra with 40+ damage, but this is the sort of group that usually wants to attack everything before finding out what's going on.
Anyway. Tonight, we talked to the Lizardfolk. Right away, our swamp druid, Bog, tries to just fight them outright. The new guy, a teifling ranger who hasn't even decided on his name yet, also was in to fight. But Frovax our Dragonborn Warlock stepped up and talked everyone down with a mixture of common and draconic and his high-ass charisma.
While we were being escorted by the soldiers to a holding area, hatchlings came up and clung to Simon, and he gave them piggyback rides and played with them. It was great. Finally, the Queen shows up(we later learned that she's Queen Othokent), and we convince her that we'er here from Saltmarsh, because they're worried that the Lizardfolk building up weapons means they're about to attack.
Simon mentioned that he heard that they're having problems with the Sahuagin. She got suspicious, but we managed to convince her that we boarded a ship that was full of smugglers and they mentioned the sahuagin.
Bog even added to it by saying he killed the men on the ship for what they did to the Lizardfolk, pulling out an arm and returning it to the tribe. As a druid of the swamp, his main concern is with the swamp. Something he said in Druidic. This struck a chord with..I think he was like a wiseman or shaman or something, but he functions like a druid enough to understand it... I think his name was Sauriv. So, we were allowed to stay with the Lizardfolk in their lair for the night to prove ourselves.
So, Fresca (a warlock who thinks he's a cleric) is trying to proselytize...but he doesn't speak the language, so no one understands him even if he is captivating with his high charisma.
The Ranger and Frovax brought some of the soldiers to our ship to supply them with weapons.
Bog bunkered down with Sauriv (Wiseman?), and taught some of their people the ways of a swamp druid.
And Simon found the ladies that were taking care of the hatchlings and made himself useful as a baby sitter. He has this pipe that he got; it's called a pipe of remembrance. When he uses it, he can make smoke images of his greatest deeds, right? So between his story-telling, performing, and the pipe (showing off the hydra fight), he had the kids (about 18 of them) captivated.
The following day, the Queen asked us if we would consider doing something for the tribe. She said a crocodile named Thousand Teeth had been behaving aggressively lately. He's killed many lizardfolk that tried to patrol near his home. If we could find a way to deal with him, she would be grateful.
So. We set out. We kill two wandering ogres on our way. I think they were lost, but it's probably a random encounter or whatever. Anyway, we get to Thousand Teeth's lair, and we're set up by two giant constrictor snakes. Simon and Frovax were grappled by the snakes. Simon... wriggled free, losing his pants in the process (still not sure how that happened, but whatevs). The crocodile attacks, first Ranger and then Simon. Fresca gets some distance between them and him, because he works best at range. Then Simon gets attacked again by one of the snakes and falls unconscious....and then is dragged into the water by the snake. Which attacks him, trying to eat him...and he fails 2 death saves.
ಠ_ಠ
Luckily I rolled a 19 for his initial death save, and it kept him from dying outright. The guys finally killed the snake, and Bog cast Lesser Restoration on the mad crocodile, who calmed down. Of course, he also healed Simon, and he had a minimum of 11 HP. He also didn't get poisoned from being in the swamp water because he passed his con save. Bog spoke with Thousand Teeth, determined that he had rabies (convenient), and made peace between him and the lizardfolk.
So, that's all handled, but man! The stress was real. I was about to be very very sad. I mean, maybe these guys are like, "Meh, just make new characters" or whatever, but I don't play characters that I don't like. And I like my blue boy.
But yeah. TLDR: that's the story of how we become ambassadors to the Lizardfolk and rescued an ancient crocodile.
#Lost Post#MsMoon's DnD#DnD#Gaming#Simon Cheramie#Half Drow#Bard#College of Whispers#Ghosts of Saltmarsh#42#Kvisa#Frovax#Bog#Fey
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shrek
1. Before I came to college I had never moved before. When I woke up on my last day at home, I remember thinking that what was so uncanny was how normal of a day it was. I woke up in the same bed and got ready in the same way I always did. It was a completely normal day except that it was also the last day where this routine would be what I considered normal. Even when I went back home, I knew there would be a different idea of “normal.” It was a very uncanny feeling, knowing that what normal meant to me was about to completely change.
This is also how I feel about watching Shrek.
2. Ew
3. Also what a cast tho
4. We’re starting in the 3rd act of beauty and the beast.
5. This is maybe a commentary on late stage capitalism and maybe like weirdly the scalping of Native Americans? And like systemic genocide/internment camps? This is a high concept movie.
6. I get it, donkey’s singing is like a parody of Disney musicals and the unreality of breaking into song.
7. “Doesn’t that bother you?” “Nope”. Wow, true friendship
8. Where did the name Shrek come from? No one knows. They walked into work one day, and every whiteboard was erased except for one, with the name “SHREK” written on it in huge block letters. The security footage from that night was mysteriously corrupted. All attempts to erase that whiteboard since have failed.
9. Farquaad = Fuckwad in a Mike Myers accent. Cool
10. Also, Google Chrome autocorrected Farquaad for me, because that name is just part of the English language now.
11. Farquaad’s got an impressive chin.
12. And commentary on waterboarding? George Bush doesn’t care about gingerbread people?
13. The Muffin Man thing was a good joke.
14. The Bachelorette thing is pretty funny too.
15. She’s a female werewolf basically.
16. The compensating joke is also pretty good.
17. His castle is like the magic kingdom? I never knew that this is an interesting development.
18. “Where is everybody?” Everybody’s at Universal because of Harry Potter land.
19. The thing about perfection is interesting. It’s like celebration / disney land all at once which is interesting. This is not the angle I was expecting. I was expecting a parody of Disney movies, not the theme parks.
20. The champion will have the “opportunity” to rescue the princess. We love corporate speak.
21. This soundtrack is pretty fire too. My favorite part so far.
22. This is also maybe about indigenous peoples land rights? (Editor's Note: not really)
23. “Ogre’s are like onions. They have layers.” It is so surreal to see the origin of this meme.
24. Haha the location. Property values. Curb appeal. I have watched too much HGTV.
25. As someone with a fear of heights, that was rough.
26. I know so many lines from this movie out of context wow.
27. “She’s inside, waiting for us to rescue her” “I was talking about the dragon, Shrek” We see you Donkey, ok. I know you and the dragon have kids I’ve seen the merchandising.
28. Guys gender and femininity are a performance, as evidenced by the princess performing the damsel in distress role.
29. “You’ve had a lot of time to think about this haven’t you”
30. Donkey, with Dragon, is a bottom, which is funny because he’s also an ass (see I can make edgy puns too Dreamworks)
31. Poor dragon just wants some love.
32. It’s super obvious that Shrek’s an ogre. How can she not know that. He has green skin. And looks like an ogre. It’s obvious.
33. “Take it off”
34. “Measuring” == Farquaad’s short and has a small penis.
35. Fiona should lean into the assertive thing.
36. This takes place in the Minecraft universe, which is why Fiona puts a door on a cave to spend the night.
37. Why Do We Build the Wall? To keep the fairy tale creatures out. The enemy is poverty.
38. Shrek has attachment issues (feel u bud).
39. Aww poor Shrek. There’s real pathos in this movie!
40. Farquaad drinks martinis in bed. Just an observation
41. Donkey remains a bottom, and an ass. I’m just saying I called it.
42. I prefer the fox Robin Hood.
43. Badass Fiona is way cooler than boring princess Fiona.
44. “Hold the phone” == PG “What the fuck”
45. Now Fiona is going to build a crafting table to make a healing potion.
46. Fiona and Shrek’s first alone moment occurs over an object that is inserted in Shrek’s butt. No other comment.
47. Soundtrack remains fire af.
48. Donkey is third wheeling hard rn. He’s finna drunk text Dragon
49. Aww she’s gonna visit him. Adorable. Farquaad is a side piece at best.
50. Shrek lost the courage because of a history of abuse. There is real pathos in this movie!!!
51. Wake up and smell the pheromones haha
52. There is a lot you could do with a queer studies reading here, with both Shrek and Fiona.
53. “This is not how a princess is meant to look” see (52)
54. Noo!! An overhearing misunderstanding plot that actually makes sense and isn’t totally stupid (still kinda stupid but).
55. The misunderstanding plot still actually works ok... wtf
56. It’s not like it has feelings ouch oof ouchie
57. He’s so short
58. Damn Hallelujah is used pretty perfectly.
59. “I used to live alone before I knew you” Did they write this movie around that line lol
60. Ooh that table fade transition between Shrek eating alone and Fiona eating alone is fantastic.
61. This last scene is basically the ending to the Princess Bride
62. The crowd laughing at him HURTS ouch
63. Wait Farquaad dies?? The dragon just eats him?? Wtf that’s pretty intense
64. Awwwww
65. The Monkees???? Great choice. Though why the cover lol. Is Eddie Murphy singing? That would make sense since Donkey’s been trying to have a musical number the whole movie and now finally does, confirming that this is a happy fairy tale despite the subversions.
67. This movie is about the way that monomythic fiction affects the way that we relate to other people, and ultimately hurts real connection. Huh. Not the theme I was expecting.
68. I liked it.
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May I ask for the boys hearing their s/o singing for the first time? Thank you, and I'm sorry if this has been done before lol
I was so excited to do this request, it’s adorable!!
Korekiyo Shinguuji
Shinguuji’s discovery of your talents was a hugely cliche situation. But, since you were the kind of person to keep your voice to yourself, it was unlikely to happen any other way...
You were taking a shower and happened to forget Shinguuji was in the next room. So, of course, you let loose.
Shinguuji had never heard your singing before, and at first, he thought it wasn’t even you. Edging closer to the bathroom door, he leaned in and started theorizing.
Perhaps you had bought a new speaker? Were you listening to some a capella youtube cover?
But no, it... seemed to be your voice.
Shinguuji was the kind of person to take new information in stride. There were hardly ever moments where he felt taken aback.
And yet, standing in front of the bathroom door that day, he was genuinely surprised.
Since when did you have such an operatic voice??
He couldn’t help but listen until your voice faded and the water trickling down the drain ebbed away.
Then, he calmly raised his hands and started clapping.
Your surprised squeak only encouraged him. He stood there, clapping for you, until you hesitantly opened the door.
“Human beings sure are wonderful,” he sighed, looking at you fondly. “Some more so than others.”
Rantarou Amami
As Rantarou waited for your return, he balled his wet rag up and heaved a deep sigh.
He was too sick to leave his bed, and worse, he couldn’t sleep a wink. He felt completely tired out; his burning throat and woozy head were all he could focus on. Groaning weakly, he pushed the rag back onto his forehead and tried to clear his mind.
You must have heard his groan; the door creaked open quietly, and Rantarou could see you peering into the room. He grinned at you, but to you, it seemed more like a grimace.
“Can’t sleep?” You asked him, sitting at the edge of his bed.
“No.” Rantarou feebly reached for your hand, seeking comfort. You took it and ran your thumb over his skin, hoping to soothe him somewhat. This time, his smile seemed more peaceful and genuine.
After a few moments of sitting in silence, you had an idea. You cleared your throat and tried to pick something lovely...
“Lullaby, and good night, in the skies stars are bright...”
Rantarou’s eyes flew open as his entire face lit up. This was the first time he’d heard you sing... and you had such a pretty voice
You continued your lullaby, letting go of his hand to stroke his hair instead. His breathing gradually slowed... soon enough, he completely relaxed into the pillows, a content smile lingering on his face.
You stayed by his side until sleep overtook you, too.
Kokichi Ouma
“Hey hey, let’s go check that out!!” Ouma exclaimed, pointing at a karaoke bar that had just opened on your street.
“We can’t go everywhere you decide to go on a whim, you know,” you said, but he was already long gone, pulling you towards the building with the focused determination of a dog going after a treat.
So, you gave up and followed him inside. You were used to following him into unplanned excursions, anyway.
“What shall we sing?!” Ouma flipped through the choices rapidly. “Can you hit high notes or low ones? We have to sing something they won’t expect. Let’s try for that one American song, the one people compare to the ogre!”
“No.” You said firmly. “Please, anything but that.”
“Aaaaaaanything?” he repeated, batting his eyelashes.
"...I already know what song you want me to do, so let’s just get this over with.”
“Hah!” Ouma pumps his fist in the air and pushes you towards the DJ. “Go, make me proud!”
“Wait, you’re not coming with me??” You turned back, but he was already gone.
So, rolling your eyes, you went through the queue and found yourself at the edge of the stage. Ouma stared up at you with practical stars in his eyes. Knowing him, he was probably actually hoping you’d fall on your face or something.
Oh, well. You decided to make the best of it, since he was having so much fun.
“Yo listen up, here’s a story. About a little guy who lives in a blue world...”
Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Ouma’s jaw drop, and you knew why. You actually sounded really good.
Winking at him, you played into the atmosphere, dramatically posing and dancing along to the song. “Blue his house, with a blue little window and a blue corvette...”
Ouma cheered you on for the rest of the song, bouncing up and down with glee. You finished with a flourish of your wrist, grinning down at your boyfriend with satisfaction. For once, you’d managed to surprise him.
As soon as you were off the stage, he flung himself into your arms. “That’s it. We’re perfect for each other. I’m never letting you go.”
He didn’t even try to pretend he was lying.
Shuuichi Saihara
Saihara already knew you could play the piano. It was one of his favorite things to listen to.
You weren’t perfect; you were never a child prodigy, you had to work hard with your playing. Even so, listening to you practice made him happy. You were so determined to keep going until you had mastered each piece that you would play it over and over, never giving up!
But he didn’t know that you also had a talent for singing until he heard you accompanying the piano with your voice
He had been in the next room over, absentmindedly flipping through an old book, when your voice floated through the quiet house.
“What can I share... with... you? To show my love... is... true?”
He knew your voice was lovely, but your singing was something else. Without even thinking about it, he stood and followed the sound to the next room...
“To show my love... is... true?”
Seemingly caressing the keys, your eyes remained closed as you poured over the piano, rocking in time to the music. The memory of the melody was imprinted into your fingertips... you knew exactly where to play without needing to see the keys. Saihara was enraptured; he couldn’t take his eyes off of you.
“Love’s all we need... to... share...”
Your voice was sweet, but firm; each note seemed to dance and shimmer over your heads.
“To show how much... we... care,” you finished.
Slowly opening your eyes, you were surprised to find Saihara standing in the doorway, tears spilling down his cheeks.
He would never forget the first time he heard you sing. Never.
Kaito Momota
"Happy biiiiirthdaaaaay toooo yooooou..! Happy biiiirthdaaaay toooooooooo you...!”
Momota played along with you, grinning and rocking back and forth while you waved a cupcake in front of his face.
“Haaaaaappy biiiiiiiiiirthdaaaaaay deeeeeeaaaar Moooomotaaaaaaaa...!”
He pretended to lunge for the treat, and you responded by caking his nose with icing.
Dissolving into giggles at his shocked, sugary face, you somehow managed to finish the last verse.
“Haaappy biiiirthdaaaay tooooo yoooooooouuuu...!”
“I can’t believe I played right into your hands...!” Momota hung his head, pouting over-dramatically. You kept giggling, and the corner of his mouth twitched upwards.
“Didn’t I tell you I would give you something sweet?” You teased him.
“Yeah, but I was thinking you would give it to me instead of smearing it over my nose.” He complained. You only shrugged, smiling ‘innocently’.
“Let’s back up for a moment, though,” he grabbed your wrist, his eyes shining with excitement. “I didn’t know you could sing..!”
“Can’t everyone?” You replied.
“Baaaaaaaabe...” He went back to pouting. “You know what I mean! Your voice is so nice... it’s like, strong, but not forceful... y’know?”
“Awh, thanks.” You took his compliment, genuinely pleased. “I’m glad you think so.”
Can you sing something else for me?” He asked enthusiastically.
“Sure! You just have to do me one favor.”
“What’s that?”
“Wipe the frosting off of your face already. I can’t take you seriously at all.”
He started laughing, and you couldn’t help joining in.
“Alright, alright. To hear that again? No sweat. It’s a promise!”
Kiibo
It wasn’t long before Kiibo heard you sing for the first time. It was a beautiful day, one you didn’t want to waste, so you convinced Kiibo to go on a drive with you.
With the windows rolled down and the radio turned up, you burst into song right then and there. Kiibo glanced over at you with a puzzled look, but focused on driving.
“Kiibo!” You hold your hand out of the window, letting the breeze flow around your skin. “Sing with me!”
“No, I do not sing. You should enjoy yourself, though,” Kiibo answered politely.
“Come on, party pooper! You’re missing out!” You aren’t too bothered, though. The next song that comes on happens to be one of your favorites, so you let out a loud cheer.
Kiibo smiles at you and listens to you sing for the rest of the drive. When you finally pull into your destination, he waits patiently for the song to finish before turning off the car.
“So?” You pretended to hold a mic in front of his mouth. “What’s the verdict? Will I make it to the next round, or are my Idol dreams forever destined to be crushed?”
He taps his chin. “Well, you went flat on some of the lower notes, but your upper range is really strong. I think with the right song choice, you could -”
You whack his arm. “Hey, I wasn’t really asking you to judge me! Now my confidence is crushed. How can I possibly continue in this competition?”
He looks into your eyes and replies with total innocence. “You can continue because your voice makes me happy. I would listen to you forever, if you wanted me to.”
You weren’t expecting such a serious answer; with heat rising in your cheeks, you manage to stammer out that that would not be necessary,, thank you very much!
Kiibo nods. “Of course, it’s your decision. I’m glad I’m one step closer to knowing the person I love.”
You couldn’t stop smiling for the rest of the night.
Gonta Gokuhara
Your monthly hike was going very well. Gonta seemed happy with the wildlife around you (especially the bugs, of course), and you spent some time admiring the scenery. Sunlight was shining through patches of the forest, giving the whole area a holy and peaceful feeling.
Gonta was being the perfect gentleman to you, too, as always. His large hand was holding yours most of the time; he moved branches aside for you, helped you up some of the messier paths, and the two of you were having such a lovely time you felt happiness bubbling up inside you.
You started to hum a tune, an old favorite of yours. It caught Gonta’s attention; he tilted his head and asked, “What is that?”
“It’s one of my favorite songs!” you replied.
“Really? How does it go?” he asked, completely abandoning the hike to stop and listen to you.
“Well - hold on.” you drink some of your water and clear your throat. “Okay, it goes like...”
Gonta was looking so expectant you felt a bit nervous, but you managed to sing it anyway.
“Hush... now... I see a light in the sky... Oh, it’s almost blinding me... I can’t believe I’ve been touched by an angel with love...”
When you finish, Gonta has the biggest smile. “That was so amazing! Wow!” In his enthusiasm, he pulled you into an (almost literally) crushing hug. “You’re incredible!”
You wheeze laugh and return the hug. “That’s so sweet of you, Gonta. Thanks!”
“Promise me I’ll get to hear you sing again?” he asked.
“Of course!” Anything for him. “I promise.”
Ryouma Hoshi
Singing along to your usual playlist, you got started on the kitchen floor. With each beat of the music, you swept the broom back and forth, imagining it was a mic stand.
With the music blaring through the apartment, you didn’t notice Hoshi unlocking the door, and you didn’t notice him stare at you as you started to really get into it. Tossing your hair back and forth, you started to really belt into the broom handle.
“Whoa, well I never meant to brag, but I've gotten what I wanted noooow..!”
Hoshi’s expression softened. You were having so much fun, there was no way he could ruin the moment...
Backing out of the doorway, he closed the door behind him and leaned into it. He could still hear you really wailing over the music, and could tell you were still dancing to the beat. The floor was thumping, and you were starting to get out of breath. But that didn’t surprise him; when it came to the things you loved, you really gave 110%. You inspired him to be a better version of himself, because you always pushed yourself to do better...
He was snapped out of his thoughts when the song ended. Shaking his head, he once more stepped into the apartment, this time making sure to call your name before your next song began.
“How was your day?” you asked cheerfully.
“Not too great, unfortunately.” He paused. “But you know, something made it a lot better just now.”
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ob 5x05 analysis/theories
well, i don’t do that a lot so i’m sorry for the shitty english in advance and my theories are probably wrong, as usual, and this is embarrassing auisjak but i hope you can see something new or tell me sth else i haven’t seen or thought yet :)
i’ll talk mainly about cosima since it’s her episode, okay? otherwise this post is gonna get really long haha okay so i believe it’ll start with her examining the tooth charlotte found in the woods
meanwhile, creepy ogre man, mud’s friend (or is it brother or sth?) attacks a man in the woods
cosima is following the crazy science and then, in the 60s vid, we see the flashback (1x10) already and tbh before watching alison’s ep i thought it was cosima thinking about that night? or they show us what cosima is feeling about their relationship at that point? but after 5x03 i’m not so sure anymore, it can be totally random, right?!
at first we see that cosima still doesn’t trust delphine blablabla and she’s all angry at her
and puppy delphine is really sad BUT i think she’s about to say something important to cosima, about her work and leekie, who’s side she’s on now and try to explain/prove it somehow? because she looks sad but she also looks like someone who had either just said something to cosima or heard something painful? maybe she’s angry too? i don’t know bUT
we’ve also seen that cosima is sad/angry because of what they had just found out about the patent and she says “they own me, delphine”
update: someone said that delphine says “you have me” and then cosima says she was paid to lie to her so i think the chron. order is: they own me delphine > you have me > you were paid to lie to me > and then sth important, kisses cosima’s hand etc
and then, well
last gif cred & thanks to @musefulstranger for realizing that cosima is/was probably crying here in the last gif :)
anyway yes, we die a bit. then we see cosima again back in the lab/clinic on the island and i think she finds something important about the tooth.
next morning she probably sees that something’s going on in the village while she’s going to talk to aisha and her mom.
i hope aisha can say something important to her, give her any info. she also goes to the clinic so maybe she brings something to aisha, exames her. when she goes back outside she asks mud what’s going on/talks to her (bts) and then she sees that delphine is back and going to PT’s.
rachel is there too and PT says it’s about cosima and delphine asks what he needs to know. i believe that’s when they talk to her about the dinner and maybe ask delphine to convince cosima to go there or just to bring her somehow.
she’s so tired of all that, poor thing.
rachel tortures susan, etc. then cophine finally reunites again. cosima tells delphine what she found about the tooth.
then they go to the lab/clinic. analysis. data. science. who knows.
meanwhile, mud’s scared. apparently trying to avoid something. maybe they found that man’s body and now they’re hunting mud’s friend aka the ogre? then we see cophine in the lab/clinic again and they disagree on something, for a change. i think delphine is gonna tell cosima about the dinner.
then the messanger arrives and they go to PT’s house. they have to dress up for the dinner and cosima’s like the fuck? and delphine says it’s better if they play along.
then this! auijsaks i love cosima so much.
they see that susan and ira are there too and everything is weird lol
meanwhile, mud is in the woods, probably looking for her friend so she can find him first and save him.
then idk if rachel arrives or says something and delphine leaves the table. she looks umcorfortable in every cap tbh. i think they’re making some kind of offer. maybe about kira?
cosima goes after her and again she’s seems all the fuck is happening? (cause same tbh aijskas)
and one of my theories is that delphine’s going to do something because she’s not in the next scenes with cosima. she promises to protect cosima so my other theory is that cosima needs to go somewhere but she says she’s going instead, or she’s doing what cosima should do? and maybe that’s why cosima looks concern about what’s gonna happen. (i don’t think this theory is right though but can. you. imagine.)
i have no idea what they’re talking about here and i don’t wanna think of any theory or anything because i’m so looking forward to seeing this scene! especially because while/after they talk and apparently figure things out, the vid goes back to The flashback (and then we die. the end.)
it looks like mud’s friend attacks her? or someone. cosima comes back to talk to susan. i believe that it’s when cosima asks susan “how are you gonna exploit kira’s mutation?” and susan says “what do you think” and at some point cosima screams that “she’s a little girl!” (but in the trailer this last part is when they show cophine in the lab/clinic, so it’s possible that she screams at delphine before delphine says “hey! you’re pushing too hard” and they’re talking about aisha? but i don’t think so) then ira makes this face and i don’t think it’s a good sign
because a few caps later we see this and to me it looks like PT’s the one with the gun but idk who’s hand is the other one bc i think there are two ppl here? apparently this happens while cosima is talking with susan.
everyone looks sad/concern though
then cosima finds mud in the house when she’s done talking to susan
i think PT sees cosima and Bad Things Happen because it looks like he’s walking down the stairs in his house and at some point in the trailer we see that cosima says “you can’t take away my humanity!”. the place where she is looks like the basement where she found all those photos and blood etc. and we see that she’s crying. like. a lot.
A LOT happens with sarah/kira/mrs s too but i literally have no idea? well, kira and her rat and mrs s is with her rifle in the ep trailer so... who knows really lol
and i think that’s all? iuahsjkas oh my god, if you actually read all this post, i’m sorry and bless you. i really had to make this one because i don’t have anyone to talk about it rn. i’m sorry if it looks like i’m “talking” as fast as i can but yea, i didn’t want to waste your time haha
give me your opinion! am i wrong? am i right? did i miss anything? i suck at theories but anyway. thanks ily bye
#orphan black#cophine#ob analysis#clone club#OBSPOILERS#LIKE LOTS AND LOTS OF SPOILERS#only spoilers actually there's the whole episode lmao#personal#5.05
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1-4 for amell/alistair 😊
In regards of this post
Mother of Ferelden I got an ask *squeee*
1.- How do they fall asleep? Wake up? Any daily rituals?
Amell is always the last to fall asleep, she is a night owl and Alistair is a morning bird. So by the time she is ready to actually sleep he is already snoring. She likes to monologue quietly knowing that he can’t hear her. Usually corny declarations of love that she couldn’t say out loud since she risks becoming the first ever abomination of Embarrassment. Since she is also the last to go to bed regardless on where they are sleeping she double-checks the safety around them.
He wakes up a dawn, obviously when he wakes up she is snoring and deep into the Fade, he does the reverse, he also monologues corny things that make him blush. He tries not to wake her, but she is hyperaware of movement in sounds that she begins to ‘wake up’ before her brain. It’s pretty funny because she start rambling randomly and then doesn't remember what she said.
Both of them look super funny just woken up. Amell ‘s hair is usaually a mess of knots if she went to bed with the hair down. Alistair grows half a beard every 48 hours.
As for routines, Amell brushed her hair religiously before going to bed. Sometimes Alistair brushed her hair, since he in in the ‘list’ of people who can touch it. She on the other hand likes giving him shoulder/neck massages before he goes to bed. That may or may not sexually escalate
2.- How’s their team work? Do they share well?
Things that they fight about: Swords and blankets.
The blankets are more obvious, Amell is the blanket hoarder, often leaving dear Alistair wake up in the cold while she is a warm blanket burrito. The solution for this is spooning, that way she is warm enough and doesn't hoard all the blankets, but has the risk of accidentally hitting the ‘family jewels’.
Swords are the subject of more than one discussion, you will tear from her dead and Blighted hands Oathkeeper, Gorim’s Sword, Spellweaver, Topsider’s Honor, Starfight and Vigilance. Poor Alistair had to ‘steal’ a decent Sword from under her more than one time.Luck would have it after getting Duncan’s and Maric’s swords the discussion was rendered moot. Other equipment including Armor doesn’t cause issua as both of them have distinct tastes.
Due to the Warden appetite it’s rare they share food, but more often than not Amell serves him a bit more to him then to herself. In return he often gives her candies/sweets when she least expect it.
As for their teamwork, they are called the Sword and Shield of Ferelden, she is the sword , ready to strike and he is the shield ready to defend. They have this one routine/technique where she discards her shield and he discards his sword and they rain hell in their enemies with hear dealing all the damage (physical and magical) and he covering all the hits.
3.- Are they open about their relationship? How do they feel about public displays of affection?
During the Blight they were very shameless, they didn’t hesitated to hold hands, use pet names and being so cute that made Morrigan want to hit her head against a wall. Nowadays (?) since he is King they are somehow more discrete. Ferelden (and Orlais) know who shares the King’s bed, but is not like they make out in front of the entire court. That’s why the private quarters exist in the palace.
However both of them can be just a bit insecure, so when a stranger openly flirts with either of them the other is quick to mark their territory, as ‘subtle’ as they can
4- First impression of each other? Was it love at first sight?
Lol, not really. There was a certain physical attraction from both sides, he is handsome and she is pretty.
At first she was a bit hesitant towards Alistair because of his Templar training, and how he got along with Morrigan (Whom she saw at first as a ‘cooler’ version of herself). Amell developed a soft spot for him for his somehow childish nature. But the crush was set on after he saved her from an ogre.
At first he saw her as a pretty mage and a comrade in arms, that was it. After Ostagar he was taken on her kindness and support when he grieved Duncan. Then she showed herself a capable leader ready to blown Darkspawn to pieces and the crush was on.
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Worth It
Request: Hey can I get a taeyong scenario? To him reassuring you your his only one because you got so overwhelmed by his fans? Thanks in advance love your work btw x
Thank yooooou and also I hope you like it. I need to do my german prep now tho lol fml. My priorities are screwed but I love Tumblr ;) - Em xx
Your phone had gotten a lot of messages in the last few weeks since your relationship with Taeyong has gotten out to the public. Every day you got messages from lots of fans all over social media.
Lots of the things people said were really nice and made you smile.On the whole, his fans did seem to be super nice but some of them were mean. They liked him a bit too much and were jealous of you.
At least that's what Taeyong said.You could get a lot of hate messages along the lines of why are you stealing Taeyong from us. Why is he dating someone so horrible and ugly.
He had asked you to meet him at the end of his concert one night for a late night smoothie. He had been on a short trip to Japan with the band for the week so he hadn't seen you. But because of the not so nice fans, you were a bit worried about going. But for Taeyong, of course, you did it.
The concert itself was great, you met your friends and no one seemed to recognise you. Also seeing Taeyong and the other boys on stage was mesmerising. It was easy to see why they fans were so devoted.
After the last song, you quickly left with your friends to go to the stage door. You had to wait for Taeyong for a few minutes and your friends had to leave to catch their train. Even though where you were waiting was quite hidden a few fans still spotted you.
At first only on or two came up to you and they were really nice. They just asked you basic boring questions like what was Taeyong's favourite food and could they take a picture with you. Which you found a bit strange as you didn't see yourself as particularly interesting.
It was just about five minutes later when a crowd of about five girls walked up to you and started saying slightly less nice things."Hey, y/n! How did someone like you get Taeyong? Pretty sure he doesn't want to date an ogre!"
They didn't hurt you or anything but it was a bit scary having them stand around you and insult you. After a minute or so of you not reply they got bored and left but the word had got round about you being there and a whole crowd of fans showed up to wait for Taeyong.
You started to panic a bit because you didn't want to cause him trouble and also because all the fans were starting to overwhelm you. Pretty soon a bodyguard ran out the stage door and shepherded you into the building.
Taeyong was waiting for you just inside the door."Omg y/n I'm so sorry!" He said hugging you and talking you to sit down on a seat nearby. The bodyguard went back outside to try and clear the fans so you were left alone.
"I didn't mean for this to happen ahh I'm so sorry." He said looking down at the floor as he crouched in front of you. You wanted to cry just from the shock but you had calmed down a bit as Taeyong has taken your hand into his and was rubbing circles into it with his thumb.
"Are you okay!?" He asked looking up at you a bit scared. "They didn't hurt you babe did they?" You shook your head.
"I'm fine just a bit shaken that's all," you replied.
"All I wanted was for us to have a nice night and now it's ruined because of me." He said beating himself up internally.
"Don't say that," you consoled him. Taeyong took things quite hard sometimes, because he really liked you, you supposed which was good.
"If the fans get too much or they say mean things just remember that I chose you because you're the kindest, funniest, prettiest girl I know. And the one person in the world who always makes my day brighter," Taeyong said as you stood up pulling you back into a hug."Please don't leave me because of my fans, I will protect you better in the future." He said looking really sad as he wrapped his arms around you tighter refusing to let go.
"Why would I ever to that Tae?" You asked. "I'm not gonna give up the best guy ever, I have a brain." You giggled. He let go slightly and smiled kissing your cheek.He took your hand.
"Now we can have our smoothie date because I have been planning all week to have smoothies with my favourite person." He said definitely. You laughed. " I don't see winwin round here anywhere, though," Taeyong gave you a small glare. "You're lucky I love you y/n"
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Esports IMG as well as Are Actually E-Sports Definitely Sports?eSports Manual for New Players
Esports IMG as well as Are Actually E-Sports Definitely Sports?eSports Manual for New Players
eSports Gaming Information
If you are actually unclear of what Esports IMG pc gaming even is, at that point let's obtain you competent. Basically, eSports is actually a competition in which players combat it bent on the league or even dining table when playing internet video games. These organised competitions are actually taking the pc gaming planet by hurricane right now and it was actually even determined that in 2013 a staggering 71.5 thousand people tuned in to view the game. That amount has actually simply increased ever since as well as it is actually secure to mention that eSports are here to stay. Lol Esports Photos
Worldwide in 2014, the esports photos video gaming field create a massive $325 million, as well as due to the end of this particular year this is actually put to cheer $493 thousand, while its viewers is roughly 225 million!
eSports Games Available
There are considerable amounts of eSports activities available to delight in, but there are actually a few that have actually been particularly popular among players in recent times as a result of their excellent quality graphics and also wonderful game play! Several of the big titles that you are actually probably to find across when looking for eSports games to participate in are Starcraft II: Heart of the Swarm which is actually a strategy game from Blizzard, Super Smash Bros Melee from Warner coming from Nintendo, Injustice: Gods Among Us coming from Warner Brothers, Killer Instinct coming from Microsoft, as well as ultimately from Activision comes our experts will mention one of the most preferred each one of these video games and also is actually Call of Duty: Ghosts.
Unless you have actually observed some of these activities in activity, then it may be quite tough to describe what is thus outstanding concerning them. When participating in an eSports video game the principal objective of the activity is to often kill or even defeat the various other gamer and also these activities are remarkably prompt which may create them pretty complicated to stay on top of.
There are additionally many International tournaments offered to participate in also. A few of the tournaments that you may possess become aware of are actually from the video game publisher Vale, who manage The International Tournament which just features one of its very own video games Dota 2. To get this event project started, the firm utilized crowdfunding to make a huge award pool of a tremendous $10 million! Other companies additionally run their own events consisting of Blizzard and also their tournaments consist of eSports games including Starcraft. Ultimately, one of the largest tournaments that you will view within the eSports business is actually the League of Legends Championship Series which is actually managed by Riot Games. This event is actually so exciting that it also sold out the popular Staples Centre in only 1 hr!
The level of popularity of eSports has actually obtained a bunch of drive over the last married couple of years. What familiar with be actually thought about an interest as well as for kids has ended up being a fully functional field at the professional degree. Simply like the greats professional athletes of the NFL, NBA as well as MLB, steady hrs of practice and competitors will create their spot on the gamer as well as can easily restrict the quantity of opportunity devoted executing in the sport.
Normal specialist players will definitely play a minimum of 10-12 hours per time. Discomfort along with gaming athletes may be actually important given that the ache is probably in an area of the body system that has to be actually made use of in order to participate in. Player arm pain can gravely confine the quantity of hours a player can easily invest practicing and also completing, which are going to result in a loss of certainly not simply a competitors yet may have a dire influence on the player's or even crew's financial payouts.
Playing by means of the discomfort is certainly not an effective answer either. Due to the time a esports player injury is strong sufficient to become noticed there's a powerful indicator the problem has been developing for pretty a long time.
eSport injury symptoms you must concentrate consisting of the following:
Hand pain - pins and needles or even tickling in the palm or fingertips, weakness in grip strength and standard soreness
Reduced neck and back pain - pins and needles or even prickling right into the shoes, legs or even buttocks. General pain in the back that raises after resting lengthy time frames.
Upper neck and back pain - tightness and also standard aching near the shoulders and at the base of the neck.
eSport injury options include taking notice of tiredness that changes your posture while participating in and any kind of discomfort that happens while participating in. If you were an athlete executing on the area or even on a courtroom, the absolute best remedy is actually to take breathers while you are actually participating in and carry out extents merely as. A suitable flexing regimen is actually obligatory for any sort of professional eSport athlete.
With the expanding recognition of reasonable video gaming, some have actually examined the validity of esports. Lots of people, including professional athletes and also late-night talk series hosts have examined whether a term featuring words "sporting activities" may really be made use of to illustrate something like video activities. Is it reasonable to consider a person who rests at a computer or even games console all the time a professional athlete? While the majority of gamers would most likely agree that a person that plays a game like Halo or even Call of Duty professionally is actually certainly not a professional athlete in the very same way that somebody who plays in the NFL is actually a professional athlete, but is it truly that different?
A lot of gamers claim to have actually been actually participating in video recording games given that they were actually young little ones, a lot of beginning to work at the competitive side of pc gaming in their very early teenagers. They've operated their technique up from staffs that are usually comprised of neighborhood good friends or individuals they've met playing online, to far better groups hoping that they'll be actually observed through one of the top players as well as be actually provided the opportunity to prove themselves. While thousands of folks all over the world play video recording games in some capability, simply a tiny amount of those possess the skill and also devotion needed to be actually thought about a specialist.
Apart from a couple of singular player esports names, the majority of video games that are actually participated in on the affordable level are actually team-based. Ring of Duty, Halo, Counter Strike, League of Legends, Dota, Overwatch, etc. are actually all played by staffs of at minimum four gamers. Just how a person plays as component of a staff can easily create or break their job.
Some of the important points individuals will definitely argue is actually that sportsmens in conventional sporting activities experience a considerably better risk of accident than specialist gamers. While sportsmens are at a better danger for injuries like busted bones, torn tendons, concussions, and so on, esports may not be fully jeopardize free. When you devote ten hours or additional of your time looking at a video gaming screen and also swiftly tapping switches on a controller or pushing secrets on a computer system keyboard, there is actually a danger for traits like eye stress as well as carpal passage if the correct measures aren't taken. While it might not be actually completely fair to compare these apparently minor accidents to those gone through by traditional sportsmens, they can easily still impact an individual both basics of game and also might likely be actually career ending.
Unlike the majority of professional athletes, numerous professional gamers additionally have various other duties like university and also work. Gamers in the smaller esports aren't usually under compensation, so must commonly rely upon event earnings. Although going far for your own self on platforms including YouTube and also Twitch may most definitely assist supplement that profit, many qualified players must hold various other tasks outside of video gaming. This indicates that they should know to balance pc gaming along with job as well as may must compromise time along with household and friends to make sure they fall to hasten along with the competitors.
Is it feasible that one day there certainly will be Little League pc gaming staffs or even that children will claim they desire to be the upcoming Walshy or Ogre 2 instead than desiring to be actually the following Peyton Manning or even Michael Jordan? Recently I would certainly have mentioned no, yet along with esports carrying on to acquire recognition and also becoming recognized as a more legitimate industry, I am actually certainly not therefore certain, particularly along with universities such as the University of California in Irvine delivering esports scholarships. Irrespective of whether esports will ever be looked at in the very same space as additional standard sports, the potential absolutely appears brilliant.
Very competitive pc gaming has actually been around a lengthy opportunity on the COMPUTER along with qualified Starcraft organizations or even competitions for video games like Quake as well as Counter-Strike. The Xbox 360 has made affordable video gaming far more preferred in recent times with the pro-gaming console organization Major League Gaming, or even MLG for brief, as well as has begun to become categorized as a sporting activity through a lot of gamers. Also sporting activities news insurance coverage, like ESPN, have invested this brand-new trend gotten in touch with E-Sports (electronic sporting activities) and right now deals with MLG games on their website and also occasionally mentions it on Sportscenter. Yet is this interest justified? Are actually E-Sports definitely sporting activities? The solution is no as well as listed here are actually reasons why this is so.
Lack of broad intrinsic skill space
When I made use of to participate in SOCOM II, a buddy of mine had over 2,000 hrs logged onto the activity online. I possess a 2.5 K/D proportion on Halo 3, yet I hardly ever play the game as well as do certainly not take it truly. I have an emotion, though, that if I participated in 8 hrs a time or even more with the intent to take it extremely seriously, I can possibly compete at the MLG level.
This is not therefore along with sports like hockey, basketball, baseball, even golf or even tennis. I utilized to participate in hockey as a little one however despite the amount of I played, there is actually a 99.999% odds I would never ever make it right into the NHL. I assume the same could be mentioned for 1000s, perhaps also countless sportsmens in primary sporting activities. However not video gaming. You possess an excellent odds of having the ability to complete in the area of gaming merely through instruction and remaining committed to it.
Perhaps I could possibly certainly never beat TSquared but given that gaming carries out certainly not involve physicality, the variation between our company would certainly be simply dedication. He is actually a lot a lot more committed than I am actually, and has actually been for a quite long time. The professional gaming participates in computer game as his life. I chose a different career pathway. Merely like I wouldn't be actually as excellent a forensic private detective as a person who has 20 years knowledge, I definitely would not be actually as really good a gamer as TSquared if I competed against him today.
There is no hunting integrate
In a lot of significant sporting activities organizations like the NBA, NHL, NFL, as well as MLB, there are minors or even college amount play. This is actually just how gamers make it approximately the majors, they participate in through college and afterwards obtain composed to a crew or play in the minors, prove on their own, as well as are contacted. In E-Sports, there is actually no smalls. You don't must prove yourself to complete, you just spend to get in a celebration. I can't tell you the lot of opportunities I have actually viewed a sporting activities game on TV to hear a reporter mention something along free throw lines of 'You're in the Majors, you should manage to create that play' or one thing comparable. There's no status being an MLG player, it is actually meaningless. Anyone can easily become one at anytime. Right now, you might obtain terribly defeated if you're no excellent, yet it's given that you're completing at an amount you should not be. There is actually an explanation when primary category players in MLB are actually sent down to the minors on a rehab project or one thing that they dominate or that a gamer that may control at triple An or even the AHL for hockey could suck in the NHL or MLB, it is actually a totally various degree of play.
E-Sports do not possess amounts of play enjoy this (certain there is actually the CAL as well as CPL yet it doesn't operate the exact same means). Either you are competing or you're not. I believe to be taken into consideration a sporting activity, MLG needs to solve this by integrating a minor game where gamers are actually farmed coming from to completing in the majors. This would certainly be the only technique to obtain into the majors is actually to be welcomed, not just sign up and paying out a cost.
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Ambush
A Monsta X fanfic by butterscallops
Summary:
An unassuming group of seven adventurers' camp is suddenly attacked by unexpected monsters. (An attempt at writing fantasy/action)
a/n: Hellooo! I made this back in 2018, originally posted in AO3. This is my very first fic (and the only one ever since), and is fantasy-oriented. There is ShowKi if you squint. I haven’t read this/grammar checked, read at your own risk. Also this was written in an hour by a 16-year-old me, so dont expect it to make sense or to be grammatically correct. lol.
But I’ll be very happy if you decide to read it anyway!!
It was a little past noon, a time when it borders day and night, a time when it's only a matter of hours when the sky will turn a feiry orange color that will soon transition into a night sky. They were preparing for setting up camp at the middle of a natural clearing in the woods when their party of seven were ambushed.
It was so unexpected that even Hyungwon, a mage with an ability to see multiple paths of the future in his sleep, wasn't able to predict the incoming attack. A bunch of ogres weren't exactly what to expect in a forest, anyway; they mostly resided in swamps, so they all kind of forgiven him silently as they fought back.
Everyone had their hands full, being roughly outnumbered by at least one to ten, if their numbers were divided accurately with each member. But sadly, it doesn't work that way.
Minhyuk was the first one to up and run, taking only himself, his beloved bow and a quiver full of modified arrows with him to a safe distance (basically, he climbed up the trees and settled on their branches) and stringing his bow in one swift motion. Being one of the best rangers in their country, he doesn't miss a single target, but it seems that his normal arrows barely scrape the ogres' leathery skin.
Their Leader, Shownu, was the first to act, immediately conjuring his metal gauntlets out of thin air by bringing his knuckles together, then landing a critical blow to the nearest attacker. He moved just in time to counter another one that moved in and started for his peers. He looked around, realized that they are hopelessly outnumbered, and immediately shouts orders to call for back-up.
Both Wonho and Jooheon had momentarily frozen on their spots, the latter in the middle of propping up a tent and the former busy chopping up firewood. Both, however, managed to pull themselves together after Shownu took a blow just to block it from his shellshocked teammates. Wonho lifted up his double-handed axe and immediately, it refashioned itself into a giant halberd, casting a faint glow as it elongated and bulked up from its previously stumpy form to its magnificent counterpart. At the same time, Jooheon's figure shifted, subtly starting from his eyes, turning from a dark brown hue to a striking shade of blue, splashed with a hint of green. His skin molded into black, shiny scales and his nails and hands mutated into sharp talons. The bones of his back broke through skin as it grew into a pair of giant bat-like wings, turning him into a humongous black dragon many times more than his original size. He huffs a feiry breath and roars, waking Hyungwon up from his peaceful nap within his own tent.
Startled, Hyungwon, at first, had no idea what in the world was happening, stepping outside with a complaint ready on his lips; a complaint quickly forgotten as he realized the gravity of their situation. Within a second, he summons both his carefully crafted wooden staff and his turtle-frog familiar, firing spells and buffs every which ogre went near him, or which member that needed assisting the most.
Changkyun and Kihyun were both animatedly conversing, heatedly talking about the younger's and Shownu's bad habit of walking around without proper clothes on. A few minutes before the actual attack, both fell silent as they felt hairs on their arms and necks stand in attention; Changkyun and his wolf companion perked up, hearing heavy footsteps the others couldn't have picked up; Kihyun scrunched his nose, smelling a nasty swamp-y smell that he knew by instinct didn't belong at the middle of the woods. Both looked at each other in fear and realization as the ogres came out of nowhere and as their leader punched one of them in the gut.
Changkyun quickly acts, running over to help by climbing onto any ogre's broad back and repeatedly slicing through their thick skin to get at their throats, just like how he was trained as an assassin, only to be shaken off and thrown down easily to the ground. This never discouraged him, as failure only fueled his natural instinct for bloodlust, coming from a family of intelligent yet coldblooded hitmen.
Kihyun, primarily a healer and also trained as a druid, puts forth tentacle-like plants from below the ground, trapping a couple of the ogres in its grasp and slowly choking them to death, but not before he makes a smokescreen out of a makeshift bomb from his little pouch and concealing his deed in thick smoke. Realizing that nobody is acting on Shownu's instruction to call for backup, he took it upon himself to disengage from the fight, searched for the nearest puddle of water he could find, and contacted their fellow Starship guild members to hurry up and help them.
"Copy that," the receiver at the other end said. "The guild will dispatch the members dragonkin Gunhee, the Cosmic Girls unit and The Mad Clown to assist you in your unfortunate dilemma. They'll be sent by emergency teleportation travel, and shall arrive shortly."
Kihyun sighed in relief; another powerful dragonkin like Jooheon and a veteran like The Mad Clown are definitely going to be helpful, and so are their newest all-girl unit which proved themselves to be fatal in combat since their days of early recruitment.
He rushes back to the scene quickly, and delivers the news to everyone. "I can't wait for them to get here, its only a matter of time 'til we get driven into a corner!" Minhyuk shouts from his safe place in the trees and shooting his homemade explosive arrows. "But seriously," Jooheon bellows, his voice carrying all throughout the clearing, "Is this really how fate decides to reunite Gunhee and I after months of not being able to hang out??" The last syllable is dragged out as he sends a gust of fire towards a horde of ogres jabbing at him with javelins. He breathes fire at them, but their skins were tougher than he thought, having an extra layer of an unknown slimy substance that seemed to protect them.
An ogre slices at Wonho's armor, and it sends a resounding clang as it vibrated at the contact. The warrior grits his teeth, feeling the impact of the sharp metal against his body. It doesn't destroy his armor, but it still hurts like hell, and he can feel himself about to buckle down in pain. "I need healing!" He shouts, frantically trying to look around which person was nearest while trying to dodge blows to his head. He feels almost lightheaded, and his vision blurs and gets his bearings disoriented as he finally gets whacked on his temples. "On it!" Hyungwon says, throwing a glass bottle containing a red liquid at Wonho. He barely catches it, opens the lid with one flick of his thumb and downs the disgusting and questionable liquid. A few moments pass, and he feels absolutely refreshed and clearheaded, ready to charge at the ogres again.
Everything seems hopeless; their magic wielders, mainly Hyungwon and Kihyun, and partly Minhyuk and Jooheon are running out of mana. The other three are getting tired, their movements becoming open and sloppy, and they're dealing more damage than they could possibly handle. Especially Shownu.
"They're ganging up on him!" Kihyun shouts, his eyes widening at the sudden realization. "It seems as if they know he's the one leading us." Changkyun says, creeping up from the foliage with his companion at his heels. "For a while, it felt like they weren't even taking me seriously; I mean, look at how they seem to be taking us easy, like we're some kind of joke. Perhaps, now, we have a better idea of their intentions?" He suggests, cocking his head to the side before he dives in to the battle once again.
Kihyun stupidly stands there like a sitting duck, running through his mind what the reasons could possibly be. He doesn't have the time to think about it especially since he almost gets fatally hit by a morning star. He dodges just in time, only to see their leader getting stabbed right through his stomach. The ogre, feeling a certain amount of pride, had the nerve to sensually draw his blade from the injury and flourished it around, showing off and splattering crimson blood everywhere.
"Shownu!" Kihyun screams, a bloodcurling sound coming from the depths of his gut.
This couldn't be happening.
"Kihyun! Hurry up and get him, we can handle this," Minhyuk yells from a nearby branch he precariously hangs off of by his legs, upside down. "Run across! We'll cover you." He offers, as a horde of ogres charged at Kihyun's direction.
Noticing what is about to happen, their other members coordinated the best plan of attack wordlessly and in sync. Kihyun is their only trained healer. Kihyun is their only chance at saving Shownu. Shownu is their leader they are extremely fond of, so close to knocking at death's door. They have to make it count.
As Kihyun sprints towards the direction of their leader, Hyungwon sends blasts of energy, constantly trying to clear up a way; Jooheon and Changkyun's wolf companion did their best to keep it that way, the former knocking attackers over with his tail and wings, and the latter nipping at their exposed and vulnerable heels, making them run the opposite way. Wonho and Changkyun are encircling Shownu's fallen body, their backs to him as they stand on guard and weapons at the ready at whichever ogre tries to get near.
As soon as Kihyun is beside him, he slings Shownu's arm over his shoulder. "Hyung! Please, please get yourself up. Stay with me. We have to get you somewhere safe." Kihyun says, nervous and panicky as the older only grunts in reply. Shownu barely moves, only able to get up in a half-kneeling position. He looks so beaten up, with a busted bloody lip and a gash on his forehead. He looks much worse than Wonho, who just took a healing potion, and Changkyun who received the bare minimum damage at the moment by sneaking around and jumping the ogres.
They hear a resounding screech from the skies that they all recognized as Gunhee; a huge shadow circles them from overhead, and they all look up to see a pure white dragon soaring the sky with a few girls on his back, while the others are perched on brooms just like the wicked sorcerer, The Mad Clown.
With the ogres distracted, Kihyun drops a seed into the earth as he whispers an old forgotten spell unde rhis breath, making it grow and swallowing him and Shownu up into the ground. It was a last resort escape; it took a chunk of his remaining mana, and he isn't sure how much it'd take to heal their leader. The flower spits them back out miles away from the scuffle before shrinking back down into an average unassuming wildflower.
He trudges over to the nearest tree and makes Shownu rest on it. He tries to remove his now-busted armor, chucking it into a corner because its useless now. He quickly tries to apply pressure onto Shownu's huge wound, but his gut tells him it was no use, and that it has to be cleaned and stitched up. The older has his eyes tightly shut, seemingly focusing on his breathing as he inhales and exhales deeply. He looks worse than Kihyun thought; color is draining out of his features, and his breathing is extremely labored. He has minor cuts and bruises everywhere, and Kihyun is sure he has an injury in his leg, too, judging from the fact that he couldn't stand up earlier.
"Hyunwoo, please stay with me. We can't lose you." Kihyun pleads, gently tapping the other's cheek to keep him awake. His eyes open halfway, like even doing that seemed to cost him more strength than necessary. He has a frown on his face, and what he says next makes Kihyun even more distressed. "The blade they used on me was laced with poison. I can feel it burn." He breathes out, just barely. Then it's Kihyun's turn to sport labored breathing as he assesses their situation, running all sorts possibilities in his head; worst case scenario, they applied a Southern Lizard-Eating Frog's blood and guts on the blade. Worst case, because it's a type of frog often found in ogre swamps, and that ogres are immune to it but it is known to be fatal towards other species. Including humans. And Shownu is showing those symptoms, like shortness of breath, an erratic hearbeat, a burning sensation at the point of contact, paling complexion and--Kihyun places a hand on their leader's forehead--increased body heat.
In Shownu's case, a huge gaping wound at the stomach, possibly a broken or injured leg, bruised knuckles, a busted lip, and with poison slowly coursing through his veins and capillaries, it'd take at least a week to nurse him back to health.
Unless...
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Happy times, yet stressful times.
I have certain been stressed over the past few days...no denying it, really. The plus side is that even though there is stress, there is light in my life as well.
Our Decadance finale show is coming up in less than a week! (tickets still available at https://decadance.yapsody.com/) At this point I'm pretty grateful to past me that I only signed up for a small handful of pieces; it's a good amount for me to be performing. Some of the rehearsals have been quite hectic so I am glad that I didn't bite off more than I can chew! Apparently I am still stressed out about it though, because I definitely dreamed about being in the show / dress rehearsal last night with all sorts of things going wrong, agh. I guess it didn't help that I was thinking about it a bit before bed, haha. *sweat*
JaSmix logistics are all done with, finally, so I can kick back and just look forward to enjoying the event! ...and by that I mean stress out about the workshops I'm helping to teach. It will be OK!...but it's hard to not fret about it until I am confident about exactly how I am going to cover everything. It is going to be super fun though, especially the glowsticking one...actually all of our workshops this year should be really fun -- please come out and stop by! :D
I still have a little more tweaking to do for the setlist for that night -- mostly finding room to fit all the good stuff, lol. But not so worried about that part, really.
Tactics Ogre: Let Us Cling Together!!! I have started playing it in earnest, playing it on PSP. Important note is that I am actually not playing the vanilla version of the game -- instead I'm playing it with the "One Vision" mod, which basically rebalances the entire game and comes pretty highly recommended from fans of the game. For all zero of you who can actually understand it, a consolidated changelist can be found in the post at the top of this thread. Note that I have never played Tactics Ogre before, so reading through the changelist meant pretty much nothing to me at the time, but it seemed to be a good idea and nobody really recommended NOT playing with the mod, so it was a no-brainer. From what I can tell, it basically rebalances the classes in a major way -- archers used to be really overpowered in the original game, apparently, and some other classes like terror knights were close to useless. There are a lot of skills and such that have been switched around, which is a bit confusing when trying to read up on strategy because many of the tips that apply to the original game may no longer apply. But it's all new to me anyways, so it's pretty fun discovering what all the different classes are about and all.
Tactics Ogre: LUCT is...really complicated, lol. I'm not sure how much more complicated it is because I'm playing with this new mod, but compared to FFT it has been a lot harder to wrap my head around just what I should be doing and how damage and stats and status effects work and all. On the plus side, it has been really fun slowly learning about all of the workings of the game and getting my footing around everything. The battles and unit management definitely have significantly different feel from FFT, and that was definitely disorienting at first. Battles are much more large-scale and terrain and unit formation really matters quite a bit more -- which is pretty cool actually. The battles do drag on for a bit longer in general but you do get the sense of a war of attrition which is kind of cool. And yeah, building units is really quite different. There's less of the whole FFT aspect of "build your own combos" which I think is a net loss, but it's still pretty interesting anyways and I'm sure I'm doing a ton of things wrong already haha.
Overall though I am really happy I started playing it; it seems like it will keep me engaged for quite a while since there is just so much stuff to explore. Not only in terms of the mechanics, classes, equipment decisions (which are very nontrivial!), but also there are branching story paths which you can replay in a sort of newgame+ style sense, etc etc. So, look forward to more updates as I learn my way around the game a bit more.
I'm finally starting to get the hang of Peach in Melee! I'm still sloppy as all heck, but I can at least play neutral of some sort and I have been understanding some more key interactions and such. She's really quite fun! One thing that I realize I need to focus on is threatening more tricky grabs as different characters, so I think that should be my focus at the moment. That includes just running up and raw dashgrabbing them as Peach, but also shinegrabs as spacies, and empty hop grabs as well as wavelanding onto platforms and grabbing.
This week will be perhaps a hectic week for me with all the stuff coming up. But I am thankful for the light in my life. Whether it is friends, or meowmies, or just some simple moments spent alone by myself. These things will carry me through, I know.
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