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No idea if they would since they all live in a castle but how do you think the uknighted parents each would deal with empty nest syndrome?
AUDJSJSD NGL I’VE KINDA BEEN HOPING FOR A QUESTION LIKE THIS BC!! they DO. and they are NOT good at it. AT ALL.
ukd are very adamant on giving their kids the freedom they never had growing up, so as long as they’re managing their own duties they’re basically free to do whatever (though eugene can be a Little overprotective sometimes he means well). of course bc ilmari’s adopted and isn’t of any royal blood they end up being the first to leave the nest… i’ve already discussed that vaguely here, so this time i’m gonna talk more abt ryder!!
being the eldest of the twins ryder is technically supposed to take on the throne to corona, and people have a LOT of high expectations from him, especially other nobles/those who were….less than pleased with rapunzel’s approach to ruling. he’s basically seen as the “light” of corona and has been held on a pedestal since he was very young, which leads him to repress himself and puts a lot of strain on his relationships for many years- especially with alina who’s often left in his shadow (and he doesn’t mind it per se!!! but he does feel like her life is pretty directionless, and she’s always been rather dependent on ryder bc of it).
all this to say, eventually on their 18th birthday everything boils over and leads to a nasty fight between the twins. they both kinda realize that they need to grow up and branch out in their own ways- and ryder in particular realizes that he rlly just needs to get Away for a while. so going to help edmund in the dark kingdom seems like a pretty good way to gain some new perspectives!!
after all the pressure she was under herself, rapunzel understands this more than anything…..but that doesn’t make it any easier for her (or cass and eugene, for that matter) to accept. :’3
idk if any of you guys watched steven universe future, but i think they’d all be like this final scene like. ALMOST WORD FOR WORD LMFAO
in fact as soon as ryder even suggests the idea to rapunzel shes awkwardly slipping out of their painting session and running to cass and eugene in TEARS and they cry for a good 3 hours but obviously they want to be SUPPORTIVE and STRONG for their BOY!!! so they pull themselves together and when he brings it up again at dinner they’re like. “omg thats great!!! ^_^” and ryder is just like ?????????
and ryders almost a little hurt that they seem so unfazed so he tries to prod them like. Aren’t you guys upset. but they don’t budge. and so obviously right at the end as he’s saying goodbye to everyone and they’re STILL nonchalant abt it he just bursts into tears like “WHY AREN’T YOU GUYS SAD IM LEAVING :(“ and IMMEDIATELY the three of them all jsut run to him BAWLING
ryder rlly enjoys his time in the dark kingdom actually. obviously edmund and the brotherhood have a Lot of flaws in their approach to ruling….but that’s not rlly what ryder needs anyways. i think they’re very goal oriented and focused on what they can do as a unit rather than what other people think of them, and that’s a lesson ryder definitely needs to learn. not to mention he brings a lot of color to the place (both in a literal and metaphorical sense).
alina pretty much stays in corona tho…which her parents certainly aren’t complaining about. i think he really needs some time to stand up and take on more responsibility without ryder stepping in for him. the twins wont be taking on the thrones anytime soon, but i think when they do, they’ll end up switching- so ryder will be the king of the dark kingdom, and alina will take on the role as queen of corona. alina’s always had deeper ties to her kingdom than ryder did…not to his fault, but the pressure he’s had put on him just made it hard for him to focus on the things that Mattered, yk? he’s ended up being very stuck in his status, while alina has been a lot more down to earth and has always felt a closer connection to the public, if that makes sense… :3
but ryder and ilmari still visit all the time, and ilmari will take over the library one day too…like, raps, cass and eugene haven’t been Perfect parents by any means, but they’ve never failed to make sure their kids know just how strong, capable and loved they are. even though it hurts to see them go (and poor alina definitely has to deal with their theatrics and coddling for YEARS while her older siblings are gone), it’s very clear that no matter where they go, their kids will always know their home is with them, yk??? they love their parents so much and it just makes me so emo😭😭😭
additionally, i think uknighted dream kind of do some equivalent of fostering long after their own kiddos leave the nest… the three of them do a lot of community work, they have a lot of programs instilled for struggling families and kids alike. they end up helping pretty closely with a lot of the orphanages, not only with funding but also by putting in their own work. they visit a lot, come to tons of events…they end up forming a lot of bonds with the kids individually, or occasionally take them in when there isn’t anywhere else for them to go.
sometimes they know these kids for years, sometimes only for a few weeks…but they always try to stay in contact with them regardless. and even when that isn’t possible, they never forget about any of the kids they’ve met….so by the time they’re all old and grey, they basically have hundreds of pseudo-kids and grandkids all across the seven kingdoms, and in a way, their nest never really feels completely empty 🥹🫶
#tangled the series#rapunzels tangled adventure#princess rapunzel#tangled cassandra#eugene fizherbert#pansy-art#ask#tangled ask#pansy rambling again#tangled kids#alina#ryder#ilmari#atlus#cassunzel#new dream#uknighted dream#king edmund
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podcastin' with the taron family .° ༘ 🎧 ⋆ 🎙️ ₊˚ෆ
epistle: just a lil sumthing ...
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ever since you and taron have been stultified out of your minds with lockdown . you both thought of starting a podcast with helping the fact that you guys have nothing else to do … from creating a safety net for your guys’ fanbases to create a more positive environment for the people who are mentally struggling ❤️🩹 .
the taron family always post twice , weekly with podcasts episodes with special guests . obviously with elton john to hugh jackman <33
the podcast is an amazing outlet with how much you both love to ramble infinitely towards each other , promoting how healthy your relationship is and to starting to advocate for important and relevant topics in the world .
running forward from starting in mid 2020 with the world stewing with racks on racks of toilet paper straining with this corona spreading like a wildfire .
you and taron have started trying for a baby !! luckily , you were both able to welcome a beautiful and healthy daughter and son , who are fraternal twins <3 your podcast is a perfect platform to talk about parenthood . from ups & downs to milestones where you guys would never forget <3
taron would non-stop ramble how insanely astonished , amazed and proud he is about you a being a first-time mother and him being a first-time father 🥹 the kids would absolutely love being on the podcast episodes too 😭
there is so many soft moments on the podcast , with silent moments of taron staring longingly at you with so so so much love radiating from him , funny moments with silently watching your babies having hiccups for their first time , taron forgetting his words as usual , the taron family all dressing up festively for annual celebrations , you and taron teasing about your new , exciting upcoming roles in movies / series , the list keeps on growing .
you guys are just insanely blessed for coming up with this idea <33
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#taron egerton#taron david egerton#taron x reader#taron egerton x reader#taron egerton x fem!reader#podcastin’ w the taron family AU 🎀🎧
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dude I just took a nap and had a lil dream about Sal and the only thing I can remember is him sobbing and telling me that he lost his shoes in a microwave and now they're melted in microwaved spaghetti 😭
I DONT KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN MY BRAIN
(I told him "is this how people got the corona virus?" And i dont remember anything after that)
THE FACT YOU DREAMED ABOUT THAT STINKY MAN??
AJGDJKAGFDKJ
I'm beyond giddy- especially because that is ssomething he would absolutely manage.
He may not have started the pandemic, but he's definitely responsible for at least one new strain of ringworm.
Unrelated Bonus:
Bettys having fun
#The moment I saw this in my inbox I was DYING#V Sal coded#That man should not be near a microwave#or oven#or powertools#Just... dont let him in the house#SalOC#TSWC#AskEnto#BettyOC#CW spiders#Spider#Jumping spider
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flash 2023 issue 6 thoughts
opening on wallylinda.... prayers answered. i love how si spurrier writes and i love the family dynamics he's created.
like YES he gets it!! and our good friend eo is finally back! he's always a good time (for me as a reader)
i am fascinated by horror based on the covid19 lockdowns. the month and a half that people really had to stay inside. and the idea that a year of your life was lost. i completely disagree. and it looks like spurrier feels the same (corona contrarium) but we'll have to wait and see. i could be projecting.
there's this quote that i cant find that goes something like, "just because the time didn't pass how i wanted it to doesn't mean it didn't pass at all." it's important to think about who we're talking about when we frame the lockdown as "the stolen year." it's very entitled. and it's always confused me. i think it's the idea that something was taken from you when tomorrow is never promised.
and the overwhelming fear that was prevalent in society during that time period is still here. it's just being channeled into other things. and i have to make it clear that we're still in a pandemic and it's the worst it's ever been. TB and measles outbreak on top of new covid strains??? what are we doing?? and no one wants to mask.
i would love to talk to spurrier about this. he's not American and different countries handled lockdowns very differently. anyway back to the comic.
ghosts are scientific but there are enough tangents in this post. in retrospect barry has been acting pretty thawne-like the entire time. but i also feel like his worst traits (isolation, possessiveness/jealousy, cattiness, pride) were getting amplified.
oh my?? i feel like this is something barry might feel but would never say, especially not like this.
im getting deja vu and i hope wally is too...
building on the iconic scene from the return of barry allen, and upping the ante so now barry physically harms wally instead of just abandoning him. can we take a moment to appreciate a writer who has read the works of previous authors. it shouldn't be so rare but here we are.
im disappointed that the stillness seem to be a hoax set up by thawne. i was digging the whole cosmic higher power thing. that's all for now ummmmmm 5 stars
#this got away from me i fear#i should just start up my newsletter again#this being the thing that gets me back into journalism#also lets get linda into therapy STAT#so much metaphysical phenomenon is backed by science but the scientists dont wanna acknowledge that#this is my favorite ongoing#live love wallylinda#aiyonna reads comics#i love sassy barry#wally west#linda park#barry allen#panel posting#jai west
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i like ppl calling different versions of TTPD "variants" like they're new strains of the corona virus
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march 10th, 2020 ( chapter 4 , week 2 )
sypnosis: The new year has just started– you’re moving into a place with your closest friends after reaching the peak of your career. Now that you can afford to live in Tokyo, you can finally spend time with your closest friends and go out on the town to further grow your YouTube channel. It’s time to have a new start in your new place and meet hot, rich people to be your possible future partner. This is the life to live; it’s great being famous and living in a big city with your best friends!
Wait, never mind– COVID-19 is in Japan? Fuck.
Well, at least there’s this one hot guy you keep seeing on Tik Tok who keeps posting about cleaning.
[ 9 : 02 AM ]
You were nursing a warm cup of hojicha to your chest in your favorite mug. Your legs were crossed atop a white modern-style stool by your kitchen island. This was your morning routine– you’d wake up (at some point), drink either some tea or coffee, and check your phone before staring out the window and questioning life.
There were many windows in your apartment. They spread out across the walls, giving the room lots of sunlight. You always pulled up the blinds in the morning.
Things were only getting more worrying in the news. Today, the government of Japan officially declared the coronavirus outbreak a national emergency. As of this point, there are 514 people infected and there have been 9 deaths in total. The emotional strain it’s taken on you is already terrifying. You’re seeing articles about the state of corona in China, and it’s even worse.
You text your parents a couple times every day, making sure they haven’t caught anything. Their growing age worries you. If they caught the virus, what would happen? You don’t think you could handle it. You’re too young for that right now. You look at the clouds in the distance through the window, the entire sky blanketed in a thick cover of gray fluff, offering wishes to the sky.
It’s getting warmer and more humid outside. Around this time, you were planning on buying a bunch of spring clothes for some new videos. You couldn’t leave the house, though.
But you didn’t mind that. You were just waiting for the end of this in a couple weeks. You wanted to stop worrying about your parents and about your friends. It was exhausting, looking at the news and worriedly going to the Phone app to call your parents to check if they’d left the house or if they started developing random symptoms.
You get knocked out of your anxious trance when you hear Hinata opening the door from his/Oikawa’s room and yawning a muffled “good mornin’” to you. You uttered one back to him, smiling as you finished the last of your hojicha and hopped of your stool to walk over to the sink, washing your mug and placing it into the dish rack.
“How was your sleep?” you ask as a way to distract yourself, heading back to your favorite stool.
Hinata was in the middle of grabbing bacon, eggs, and orange juice from the fridge for an American-style breakfast. He sighed when he heard your question. “See this bump right here?” he pulled his bangs from his forehead and pointed to the growing red bump on his head. “I hit my head again.”
You laughed at him, causing him to groan and release his hair back onto his forehead, fluffy orange curls flopping back down. “We should really get those shelves removed. It’s not like we use them anyway,” you said, pausing. “Hm. I guess we should remove them after coronavirus ends.”
Hinata just turned on the stove and placed a pan onto it. “Want some?” he offered, putting oil on the pan and waiting for it to heat up. He turned on the stove fan, so you listened as the machine whirred to life and started breathing in the delicious smells of fried bacon.
“Absolutely!” you thought for a moment before speaking up again. “Hey, why don’t we get some pool noodles, cut them, and then put them onto the edges of the shelves? It’ll protect your head at night.”
He turned back to you for a moment, his eyes brightening. “That’s genius!” Then he paused and narrowed his eyes at you. “Wait. Isn’t that what they do to babyproof a house?”
Laughing, you nod your head. “It would still protect your head, though! Maybe I’ll order some the next time you hit your head again.”
The ginger scoffed. “Please just get them now. You know I’ll hit my head again!” he complained before realizing the bacon finished cooking. He placed the bacon evenly onto four plates.
You watched his back as he moved around, grabbing one of the eggs from the carton. He cracked the egg open, gingerly dropping it into the pan as it sizzled and hissed in the bacon’s grease. Meanwhile, he plugged the (really cute) white retro-style toaster into the power outlet and plopped pieces of bread into it for the eggs.
You were very proud of this toaster. You gave it to them as a housewarming present before you knew you were going to move in, knowing that you wanted the toaster for yourself. You were glad that you inevitably started owning it.
Hinata made four plates for everybody and placed yours in front of you. Grinning, you told him to move close to the plate so you could take a photo to show off how great of a roommate you had. He smiled brightly behind the plate, putting up two peace signs.
It smelled amazing. These were the kinds of moments you were grateful for when you moved in. You were really looking forward to more of these moments.
[ 1 : 09 PM ]
Today is upload day! Starting last week, you’ve started to double the amount you normally upload onto YouTube. This, of course, means that you need to work twice as hard, but you’ve been stuck inside, so there’s not much else to do.
You’re waiting as your video uploads to your channel, sitting in the living room next to Oikawa as he edits one of his videos. He’s wearing blue-light glasses and a fluffy grey bathrobe that you gifted him for Christmas, sitting with his legs rested atop an ottoman and ankles crossed together.
He’s truly the epitome of a modern-day man. In his earbuds, his voice plays over and over again as he cuts and moves around clips of himself. You’re doing the same, editing a video for next week.
Today, you’re uploading a video for outfits in quarantine. You pray that the algorithm takes kindly to this. In your video, you clarify your update to your uploading schedule, and you tell everybody to stay inside and stay safe before giving them tips for outfits. Of course, all of the clothes are linked in your description. You aren’t a monster.
In fact, you’re wearing one of those outfits that you showcased in the video– some sweatpants and a mock neck sweater underneath your graphic-designed sweatshirt. Of course, you popped on quite a lot of jewelry. After all, “accessories are necessities,” as you always repeat in your videos.
Your hair is put in a cute and trendy hairdo– one stolen straight off of TikTok.
When the sound of your own voice and the sight of your face starts to repulse you, you put down your laptop and head to the fridge for a drink. “Hey, ‘Kawa! Want somethin’ to drink?” you call from the kitchen to the living room to ensure that Oikawa can hear you through his earbuds.
He jolts for a moment and pulls out an earbud in his panic. “Oh! Yes! Could you grab me a juice?”
You grunt out an affirmation before sitting back down next to him and handing him his mug. During this gesture, he also puts away his laptop and lets out a relieved sigh while stretching out his arms and wrists. “Have you finished uploading yet?”
You check your laptop quickly, seeing it at 58%, and then shaking your head. You pull yourself into a sitting fetal position on the couch, and you face Oikawa. “So, I talked to Kenma about doing some sort of Minecraft server thing with him and uploading it to our channels. Wanna join? I’ve already asked Tobio and Shoyo.”
Oikawa’s eyes widened. “A Minecraft server? Dang, I haven’t touched that game since 2015… but my builds were god-tier, so yes. Absolutely.” He finished the last of his juice. “Get ready to be pranked 24/7.”
This statement makes you cackle. “What makes you think that? I’ve destroyed you so many times in Mario Kart. I doubt you’ll be any better at Minecraft. Do you even know what a cave is?”
He rolls his eyes. “You only ever win because you cheat!”
“How is following the game’s rules cheating?!” You laugh as he accuses you.
“Stop placing banana peels in front of me!”
“Dude. Bro. ‘Kawa. I love you man, but you can’t blame the game’s mechanics for losing in this case. Accept that you suck.”
Oikawa ceases this subject matter because he knows he’s lost. “Anyway, when are we gonna do it?”
Craning your head up to the ceiling, you say, “Honestly? I’m not sure yet. Maybe about a week or two. Maybe when we’re out of this quarantine?”
He then crosses his arms together. “I wouldn’t bet on this ending anytime soon. I think it’s going to last longer than two weeks… Why are you so convinced it’ll end soon?”
“I don’t know. I guess it’s because I can’t imagine it lasting any longer. I don’t want it to,” you admit, bringing your gaze back down to the ground and groaning. “I’m worried about my parents.”
He pats your back to comfort you, and rubs your shoulder to ground you. “It’s alright. We’ll keep sending them groceries every two weeks, so they won’t have to leave the house. I’m sure they’ll be okay.”
Then, a notification sound knocks you out of your emotional state again. “Oh! It’s finished uploading!” You then get busy liking and responding to comments to distract yourself from your worries.
Oikawa glances at you and gives you a soft smile before getting back to his editing.
[ 2 : 19 PM ]
[ 10 hours later ]
You shrieked in your bedroom after checking on the video you just uploaded, a hand clasped over your mouth after the high-pitched noise. It was the dead of night, but your brain didn't even register that you made a horrifying noise.
Your brain was completely frozen, staring at the screen on your laptop.
Worried, Oikawa, Hinata, and Kageyama all rushed to your door and opened it in a panic.
"What's wrong!? Is there a pervert!? A thief!?" Oikawa screamed, holding up a lamp as a makeshift weapon.
Hinata was holding a plant. Kageyama wasn't even holding anything. He just looked sleepy, confused, and worried.
The ginger had definitely shuffled out of bed at your scream, and you could see a red bump forming on his nose from where he probably tried to get up in a rush to make sure you were okay.
"G-Guys. I reached three million views in ten hours!" You screamed, jumping off your bed and jumping for joy into their arms.
The three men were frozen for a moment, confused. This was before they started jumping with you, smiles of joy cracking open at their faces.
"Oh my god! We need to celebrate! Let's grab some champagne!"
[ video of the week ]
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a/n: hehe what do y'all think?
btw, thank you so much for all the reposts recently! i appreciate it so much <3
also, please lmk if i have a typo or anything lol. i was kinda typing this up in a rush.
#social media alternate universe#haikyuu smau#smau#haikyuu#sakusa kiyoomi x reader#sakusa x reader#sakusa kiyoomi#oikawa tooru#yachi hitoka#shimizu kiyoko#kageyama tobio#hinata shouyou#bokuto koutarou#miya atsumu#miya osamu#sakusa smau#sakusa fluff#haikyuu crack
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you don't have to send a reply or even an answer really, i know it's close to the time so please feel free to ignore this and give yourself some time or just do something else you'd like other than answering a tumblr ask lmao/lh/gen
welcome back to custard/mikey/mustard/🍮 speedrunning asks in 2 hours go!
'Trying to become happy by doing assassinations' caught me off guard but yay I've already properly fixed and added the stuff you said to my watch guide, i appreciate the 'using the wrong pronouns for extra concealing' lol, ty jjba veteran for ur wisdom :pray: /gen
i've gotten so used to expecting them to come back too lol, but yes alright, thank you for the advice :D maybe i can somehow make it thru jjba with even a quarter of my feelings intact? (I'm not confident in that either ::/j/lh)
and woah I'm glad you were able to enjoy naruto! and yeah truee the possessed fox mode(?) thing always looked so cool and reminding is understandable lol, and now that you mention it he really would've been that one friend everyone would have in elem lmao. his cheery, rebellious to teachers and pulls pranks, he definitely would've been a popular kid or something during elem (is elem the same as primary school? ;;)
ngl i'd maybe say the reason gaara was more appealing than sasuke is maybe he was actually a nice character?/lh also younger gaara was very adorable to watch but yeah sasuke was just being a tad bit of an asshat lol
and ohh, people's opinions on tsunade is often positive leaning but it's neat to hear your thoughts on jiraiya and orochimaru are often like switched, if that makes sense? it's fun to see other opinions finally exist lmao, jiraiya was weird as heck but he had that character appeal going on somehow lol/pos
the 'hercules-corona borealis great wall' new term i never knew existed, ty for this brain food :pray:
and ah, somehow that single image you inserted of the dude drawn in the first style explains it (art looks nice though, muscles so cool omg/lh/pos)
I'm getting the same feeling that aot will end in the same-ish manner that killer in love did, just completely turn everything on the viewers heads and make us all feel emotionally exposed or smth lol, i'm gonna have to put on some protective gear before restarting the anime ;;
oh wait there's a csm part 2? I haven't heard much about it though it makes sense if his still working on it, and yep csm has already been added to my to-read list and csm2 is joining >:)
oyasumi punpun sounds very cute, i will be checking that out now, i need to feel feelings again after speedrunning killer in love lol/hj/lh
"boy's abyss" added to the collection (i will actually finish this list I swear lmao/gen) help naur "you didn't dislike kokoa, and that's really telling of you as a person" had me worried if it was bad for a few seconds TT/lh
and yeah I'm really glad they made her kinda of a victim too, really pulled the story together especially in the 'backstory leading to her walking off into the distance' ending (and yeah don't worry about any of it being too short or anything, it's understandable so pls don't strain urself :D/lh)
oh yeah, seeing a character make the same decisions or do the same thing as you and it's being shown/viewed(?) as a bad thing, is definitely an eye-opener moment
i don't know all the details and this might seem unwarranted but you were both human and I'm sorry they left you so suddenly (i'm not trying to come as all like- dunno pompous or anything i swear ;;) not trying to argue since it might've been the healthy decision for them and i can respect that, i'm sorry you had to be left alone so suddenly though/gen (i hope this didn't come off badly ;;/lh)
we're speedruninngg :run:
and yay, yeah i really did it like it, thank you again for getting me to read it/gen the wholw story and it's art in general was very lovely:]<3
(mustard is my new, nEW name that will appear on my birth certificate lmao, also how did i not think of that sooner it was literally staring me in the face lol)
i'm answering the first of the 'thank you and nice to meet you' post thing and i reached where you said you were physically running out of time and i am also running out of time physically, the irony is making me cackle lol/hj/lh
it makes me a bit sad too, but i'm really glad i did meet you (as much as meeting you counts to stumbling across your blog?) i might not have said this enough times, but reading you rant off on random tangents and just talking about silly random stuff that you liked and things that mattered to you was genuinely a very fun experience that i won't be forgetting./gen
mayb the afterlife or void or whatever turns out to be meeting you there, does have wifi, i mean you can never be too sure right lmao? I can imagine it might just be 2 bars or something tho lol/lh
bye bye to you too min, and yeah no worries, the end poem has a special place for me so i don't consider it corny at all that you brought up, not gonna lie the first time i read your response seeing the response just made me bawl harder lol,
you like showing me stuff and i like watching you show me stuff, it's very fun would reccomended:D/lh reccomended:D/lh
don't be sorry, you don't need to be/lh/gen
thank you for that, (am i allowed to save it?/genq/nf) making you tear up was the goal muahaha >:)/hj/lh
even if it's not new, i stand by "all min art is good art", thank you. genuinely for everything min. this has been a very nice few 47(?) days of knowing you and i'll always check back on here, i know you said promises don't count to dead people, but welp unfortunately one of us will still be alive and chilling so that promise is gonna get fulfilled >:) my evil masterplan all along, it's gonna take you so long to scroll down thru my jjba review part 1 ask with the shitty wifi in the afterlife/again, whichever ends up waiting
i'll take care of little dustball min >:) could go to a cat cafe, i heard you liked cats./lh
It nice meeting you min, thank you for everything genuinely, it's been nice.
love you stranger :D
gonna go offline permanently in 5 mins (plus i will be deleting a lot of posts- just cus i dont want to be known for some of these)
so i cant go too indepth
im really happy we spoke.
i sometimes would worry that people who found me off my more. sad stuff would never know me much
and im happy u let me . not be so depressing and let me rant about fuckin g jojos bizarre adventure to you
thanks mustard custard mikey
and see u in the next ecosystem
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In the Kingdom of Corona, they have bustling trade by sea and a distinct region to draw drink inspiration from. Sundrop Punch, a batched beverage i could imagine everywhere from The Snuggly Duckling, to Old Corona, or to celebrate Rapunzel and Eugene’s wedding, is a fortified beer & mead punch with inspirations centered on Northern and Central-Eastern Europe from the late Medieval to the early 1800s. It's a golden, long drink that's gentle and bright but certainly a little deeper than you expect. Suits the princess perfectly! In time for the long, gentle drinks of spring and early summer, I present a recipe for Sundrop Punch, inspired by Tangled: The Series.
Sundrop Punch
~10% ABV | Yield: Roughly 1 Liter/32 fl oz | Historical, Pre-Cocktail, Punch, Long Drinks, Fandom Cocktails
1 bottle [~15-16 ounces]Pilsner or similar lager (I used Grolsch)
8 oz or 240ml semisweet mead (Linganore Semi-Sweet Medieval Mead)
4 oz or 120ml Aquavit (this is a Norwegian-style[aged])
1/2 oz or 15ml cinnamon syrup
1/2 oz or 15ml ginger syrup
1 oz or 30ml Oleo Saccrum (Lemon)
2 oz or 60ml fresh orange juice
1 oz or 30ml fresh lemon juice
Chill all spiritous ingredients beforehand and combine in pitcher larger than 1 liter, gently stirring. Allow it to sit for a little while in the fridge so the flavors meld and mellow out, but if you dont plan to serve it within an hour or two I recommend squeezing the orange juice last, mixing in shortly before serving, to avoid any bitter/metallic notes oxidizing. If you wish to serve it over ice, add ice to the individual serving glasses, not the pitcher itself. Pour servings into cups of your choice, garnish with freshly grated nutmeg and, if you would like it, orange zest.
This is a punch sort of devised out of the general region and eras Tangled takes cues from. Norwegian aquavit-- a spirit noted for its strong notes of caraway and other botanicals -- also historically is aged in sherry casks on ships, appropriate for a port city. As we see a Tangled cameo in Frozen, I like to imagine sea-maturation Aquavit is a signature of Arendelle’s -- Elsa & Anna’s kingdom --main style of Aquavit.
Pilsner as a light, hopped lager style arose in the mid 1800s, which is about the tail end of the eras drawn from as inspiration for the setting of Tangled. Mead has been around for forever but this stuff is not a bad approximation for young mead recipes("white" mead, historically) of the 18th century -- still, not carbonated, a bit sweeter over dry. (18th/19thc drinks trend sweet.)
Since the Kingdom of Corona is a port(though probably not a warm water one) fresh citrus seemed allowable and helps backsweeten against the hops in the beer, but I actually think unfiltered apple juice or cider would work too. But a punch does need citrus, so historically Oleosaccrum is standard(literally oil sugar -- macerate citrus peel, removing pith as much as possible, w caster sugar. I do equal weights and give it a good while, at least a few hours. Put it in a zip lock and squeeze it occasionally, then strain peels out.) This is lemon oleo, because I wanted the color to remain fairly golden(Sundrop. Duh). Any citrus can make oleo though. I loosely referred to How To Drink's DnD Tavern Punch(which is a very different Scotch Ale/Dansk Viking Blod Mead punch) for the backsweetening, but decided a split of cinnamon & sweet ginger syrups was more suited to a much lighter mead, a lighter but more bitter beer and the stronger hit in terms of proof and flavors in the aquavit.
Syrups like these are easy to make -- I recommend referencing youtuber Anders Erickson, Smuggler’s Cove by Martin Cate, and Leandro from The Educated Barfly for comprehensive spice infusion syrups info, and sights like Punchdrink and Spruce Eats have good recipes.
Lastly, punch is traditionally garnished with nutmeg.
So: Is this a cocktail? Well, no. Cocktails were very new in the 1800s and at the time definitionally contained bitters more like we know today-- super potent tinctures of bittering agents commonly featuring herbs like gentian. There are bitter notes in this drink, but they much more like seasoning here than to balance the structure of the drink. Now, you can always sweeten to taste since your mead of choice is giving the structure to the sweetening and that varies a lot. Though tempting to include elderflower liqueur because, you know, Sundrop flower, it's anachronistic -- though I have a modern cocktail to share that does use it. Anyway, aside from the fantasyland regional/era specific inspirations, there's one more theme here, and that's the restorative powers of the Sundrop. "aqua vitae" is "water of life", & nectar as used in Greek myth may, I think, refer to a fermented honey drink- mead-like? A drink of the gods.
Fun fact: alcohol distillation is often credited to various alchemists throughout history beginning in 8thc, so with nearly a we know at least one Tangled character almost certainly understands distillation!
Whether I’d want Varian to mix the punch, tho...
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behavior modification, part four
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content warnings for adult language, creepy/intimate whumper (like, on blast here), restraints, muzzles, minor discussion of involuntary urination (definitely not sexual), noncon touching, noncon nudity (not strictly sexual), and threatened future noncon.
part four: ivan welcomes jack to captivity
Ivan doesn’t hesitate. When the airport taxi drops him at the curb two days later, he barely makes time to drop his bags before he heads to the basement to see what Seligman has done with Jack.
The basement looks much the same as it always has, but there is a new wall that cuts three-quarters of the way through the original footprint of the room. No one would think it was a recent addition; the contractors WRU hired did an excellent job making sure that it blends in with the rest of the room. There’s a regular door, white and beveled like the others in Ivan’s house, but with a discrete lock that Ivan can unpick from the outside. Behind that door is one made of steel, securely padlocked and entirely soundproofed. Ivan reaches into his pocket for the key, his groin already tight at what he knows he will find. He closes the door behind him before taking a closer look.
The boy is still out of it—at least, Ivan thinks he is. With most of Jack’s handsome face swallowed up by a black leather muzzle, Ivan can only go by his eyes, which are buttoned shut just as if Jack were taking a nap. Of course, there are salt tracks that disappear into the cut leather and spidery coronas of red where he’s burst blood vessels in his cheeks, but really, Jack looks almost peaceful this way. But it isn’t the muzzle that excites Ivan most. On the contrary, once Ivan’s shown Jack what to do with that pretty pink mouth, he won’t have to muzzle him again. No, it’s how Seligman has chosen to restrain the boy that Ivan can’t resist.
Jack is on his knees, his top-half wrapped tight in an old canvas straitjacket. Seligman has an excellent sense of humor.
Of course, Seligman’s made some modifications. At the back of the jacket’s collar, between Jack’s shoulder blades, and just beneath his back ribs are wide D-rings, sewn into the fabric and attached to metal eyelets in the concrete wall behind by short lengths of chain. Beneath him, Jack’s ankles are immobilized in a modified hog-tie, secured with linked chain to the D-rings on the back of his straitjacket. His knees are splayed wide open beneath him, peeking out from faded black basketball shorts.
Seligman may be a sick fuck, Ivan thinks, but he knows what he’s doing. Sweet little Jack cannot move a muscle. He is entirely at Ivan’s mercy now. Their work together will be underway soon.
Ivan can’t help himself. He laughs. “Oh, there you are.”
And then, Jack’s eyes flutter open, somehow bluer and more beautiful against their bloodshot whites.
The boy is terrified. The naked fear and confusion in those big blue eyes is precious. Ivan reaches to touch the boy’s red cheek, and Jack tries to jerk away—but he can’t. His body barely twitches against the solid tension of his restraints.
“Careful now,” Ivan coos. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
The muscles in Jack’s throat cord as he fights to speak—well, to scream—but the sound is mangled and lost behind his muzzle.
“Settle down now, Mr. Kenyon. Settle down.” Ivan ghosts his thumb over the thick black leather that nudges at the underside of Jack’s cheek. He cups Jack’s face and forces the boy to hold his gaze. “I’d love for us to have a chat. I’m sure you want to know more about your—position here.”
Jack bleats against the muzzle, cheeks burning under Ivan’s touch. Ivan shakes his head.
“But I can’t take that off of you unless you promise to behave. This is a professional environment, after all.”
Another muffled attempt at a scream. The effect is gorgeous, and Ivan lets Jack’s chin go so that he can reach down to adjust himself.
Jack sees, and his eyes widen. He shakes his head furiously, pulling, tugging, straining against the straps and chains, as though it will make some kind of difference. It will be easier, Ivan thinks, when the boy understands that his efforts will have no effect on his situation. When he’s learned to be helpless.
But that won’t happen for some time, and until then, Ivan is content to enjoy the show.
“And here I thought you were top of your class,” he says, smoothing Jack’s tousled hair from his sweat-damp forehead. “It seems you’re having a hard time understanding. But don’t worry, Jack. I’m a behavioral scientist, after all. I know how to help someone learn.”
He reaches into his pocket, and his fingers bump against a small remote control. It will activate the electric clip that Ivan asked Seligman make sure to attach to the metal buckles fastened across Jack’s back. A crude system, perhaps, but Ivan is sure it will be effective until he installs the shock collar WRU sent; he didn’t want Seligman to collar the boy without him.
“Now, let me ask you directly: if I remove the muzzle, will you be quiet?”
Jack hesitates for a moment, his face contorted beneath its leather prison. Then, he nods—well, as much as he is able.
Ivan doesn’t believe him for a second, but he smiles sympathetically. “Alright, then.” He unclasps the buckle and pries the leather away from Jack’s sweaty face.
Jack spits the metal bit from his mouth and his guttural scream fills the room almost immediately. Ivan enjoys it for a moment—after all, no one can hear the boy, and he looks so good this way—but then, he remembers: punishment is most effective in the moment, and he is meant to be training Jack, after all.
Ivan reaches back into his pocket and punches the remote. Jack’s shriek is replaced by an animal keening, his body spasming as the electric current wraps itself around his ribs.
“I told you,” Ivan says gently. “My directive was clear. Behave, and you’ll be fine.”
Jack’s mouth is practically foaming, and faint aftershocks still wrack his body. “You fucking—”
Ivan presses the button again, and Jack’s body writhes in its canvas sheath. Jack’s eyes roll back in his head, his chin thrust high in the air, and Ivan can’t help but appreciate the tableau.
“Language,” Ivan hisses. He pulls the remote from his pocket and wiggles it in front of Jack’s heavy-lidded eyes. “You know, that clip is situated awfully close to your heart.”
Jack’s Adam’s apple bobs like crazy in his white throat; he can’t swallow, can’t speak, can hardly breathe. Ivan tucks the crook of his hand under Jack’s chin, pressing just hard enough that Jack should understand he means business.
“Now, are you going to behave?”
Jack doesn’t respond. His chest heaves beneath the straitjacket’s straps and buckles, his jaw slack and wet with his own spit.
“I asked you a question, darling. Are you going to behave, or should I muzzle you again? It’s your choice.”
Jack’s shoulders twitch, and the buckles rattle. “Please,” he rasps.
“I’m afraid that doesn’t really answer my question,” Ivan says. His thumb hovers over the remote button.
“No!” Jack manages.
Ivan smirks, still poised to strike. “What do we call it, Jack, when we add an unfavorable consequence in order to discourage a behavior?”
“What?”
“In operant conditioning, darling. When we administer a consequence the subject will not enjoy in order to weaken an undesirable response. Like I just did with you. I administered a shock to discourage you from disobeying me. What do we call that?”
Jack shakes his head, or at least he tries to. His voice is wet and wheezing. “I—I don’t—why? Why are you doing this?”
“For such an intelligent boy, you seem to struggle with answering such a simple question,” Ivan sighs. Jack squeezes his eyes shut in anticipation of the next shock.
It’s really too easy. For all that humans believe in their own complexity, it takes very little to reduce them to their basest animal instincts.
“Let’s try again,” Ivan says. “What is it called when we administer an aversive consequence to discourage behavior?”
“I don’t know,” Jack whimpers. He doesn’t look up. “I don’t know. Please. Please—”
“Oh, sweetheart. You’re not in a position to be making requests. Not anymore.” Ivan bobbles the remote between his fingers. “Not to worry. I’m here to do the thinking for you, aren’t I? It’s called punishment, Jack. A basic principle of behavior modification, wouldn’t you agree? You were bad just now. But you won’t be bad again, because I made sure that you know that, if you are bad, it will be painful. Would you agree? That you’ll be good for me?”
Jack only stares back at him, eyes still bleary and lost.
“I think you’ll be very good,” Ivan coos, carding his fingers through Jack’s hair. “In fact, I’m sure that you’ll be a very good boy by the time we’re done with your training.”
Jack forgets himself. “T-training?”
Ivan wraps his hand around the remote, and Jack’s eyes widen.
“See, you’re such a fast learner!” Ivan says. He pockets the remote, and Jack’s shoulders relax. “But I suppose your confusion isn’t unreasonable. I can save my quiz for later if you’d like to ask your own questions now.”
Jack looks uncertainly at Ivan. Ivan knuckles his fingers into Jack’s hair and rips his head backward. The boy hisses in pain.
“Speak now, Jackie darling, or forever hold your peace. I won’t give you this opportunity again.”
“Is this some—some kind of-of-of prank?” Jack asks. He sounds almost hopeful.
Ivan laughs. “Oh no, darling. It’s not a joke. I take my work very seriously.”
Jack is wary—he is doing all he can to avoid looking Ivan in the eye—but he manages to take some control of his trembling lips. “Then, what is this?” he asks.
Ivan lets Jack’s hair go and stands up, pulling at the crotch of his pants. “By ‘this,’ I’d assume you want to know why you’re being held in such a manner?”
Jack’s head bobs in a shallow nod.
“Because this is what you signed up for,” Ivan says with a shrug. “You wanted to be my research assistant, and so you are.”
“I don’t—I don’t understand.”
Ivan stands and moves away from the boy, leaning his weight on the heavy steel table at the center of the room. Seligman’s left Jack’s paperwork there in a neat pile. Ivan picks up the manila folder and begins to page through it.
“Did you read the contracts I left for you, Jack?”
“I—I signed them,” Jack says, his voice practically a whisper. “Where you told me to.”
“That was good of you,” Ivan replies. “But if you’d read them thoroughly, you’d be better prepared for what’s going to happen next.” Jack is silent, and Ivan clicks his tongue in displeasure. “Go on, darling. Ask your next question.”
“What’s going to happen next?” Jack asks weakly.
“I’m so glad you asked,” Ivan says, slapping the folder shut with excitement. “The NDA you signed is for WRU. They’re the corporate investor in our research. Are you familiar with them?”
Jack’s chest bucks with a sharp breath. “The—the company that—they—don’t they—they turn people into pets?”
“Companions, Jack. That’s the politically correct term. They give troubled people a new lease on life.”
“I—” Jack begins, but no words follow.
“WRU has been working on some issues having to do with its public image. I’m sure you’ll remember that one of their designations is Romantic, yes?”
Jack doesn’t need to respond; the way the blood disappears from his cheeks is enough for Ivan to know that he understands.
“Well, their previous training protocol had a lot of flaws—things that made watchdog groups uncomfortable, you know. So, they’ve hired me to work out the kinks in their system, so to speak.”
Jack is sweating now.
“Ask your next question, Jack. I know you’re wondering.”
“Why—why am I—“ but he can’t finish.
“I need a test subject to help develop the new training protocol.”
He can see on Jack’s face that the boy is humiliated, that he’s ashamed of his own fear and weakness; but there is anger in those beautiful tear-soaked eyes, too. Even so, Jack can’t seem to prevent his tears from falling.
“Why?” he rasps.
Ivan shrugs. “Why? Why what? Why you, I suppose? You’re just what they’re looking for. Young, handsome, eager—we’ll just need to make you compliant and responsive as well.”
Jack flinches at the word responsive; he tries again to shake his head, but the chains hold him in place. He’s sweating in earnest now. “But you can’t—those places—they don’t just kidnap people.”
“And I didn’t kidnap you. You signed the consent forms, didn’t you?”
He did, of course. Ivan and Seligman made sure of it. For all intents and purposes, Jack Kenyon no longer exists; his mind and body are the sole property of WRU, and Ivan is his private custodian. It’s the sweetest part of the deal, knowing that there’s no legal recourse—knowing that one day, Ivan will be able to show old Joe just what he’s done to his beautiful boy, and there will be nothing Joe can do about it.
“No,” Jack moans. “No—you—you lied to me!”
“I didn’t. You simply didn’t read the fine print.”
“You drugged me,” Jack spits back. His neck strains against his short lead, and Ivan tries not to get distracted by the notion of adding a leash to the collar that sits in the box WRU sent over. There are so many delightful toys that he and Jack will get to play with.
But that’s not important right now.
“Those signatures are authentic,” says Ivan. “You weren’t coerced. You chose.”
“Even if that were true—” Jack’s eyes are wild now, distracted and bouncing everywhere at once. Then, he freezes. “Oh my god, Joe.”
“Oh, yes. He is your one detractor,” Ivan says condescendingly. “Other than Joe, you are deliciously unattached.”
Jack pulls again at his restraints, but the chains hold him fast. “You won’t—don’t—please, don’t hurt Joe! I’ll do anything.”
Ivan’s been looking forward to this part. He leans down and lets his breath sit hot in Jack’s ear.
“Jackie darling, you’re the one that’s hurt Joe.”
“What do you mean?” Jack asks slowly.
“Well, you blocked his number. And when the statement for your credit card gets delivered next month, he’ll be able to see the paper trail you left him, all the way to Los Angeles.”
“No.”
Ivan nods. “It’s a shame, the way you ran out on him, but I suppose he knows you’re a bit chaotic—all of the things that you did before you found him, all of the things you went through—"
“—no, no, no—“ Jack murmurs to himself like a man possessed, and Ivan can’t help but smile.
“You could have been so much more direct. He wants to marry you, to take care of you—and you couldn’t be bothered to even leave a note.”
“No!” Jack howls, and the chains rattle again. It doesn’t matter; he isn’t going anywhere. Jack Kenyon won’t leave this room. Whoever—whatever—emerges, it will not be Jack. But he hasn’t accepted it. Not yet. It’s still too early. There is still some fight left in him, even if he knows no one is coming for him now.
It’s beautiful, Ivan thinks.
“Fucking—let me out! Please. I don’t consent. I don’t—”
“Oh, but darling, you did. You did consent. And don’t you value scientific knowledge, Jack? Aren’t you honored to be part of such an important project? You’re going to be the evidence of my research. Living evidence of a complex behavioral hypothesis. Not to mention, you’re helping me secure a bonus for providing WRU a made-to-order companion at the end of this—if I don’t keep you myself. My agreement does stipulate that I get first rights to your contract.”
Ivan presses the button on the remote before Jack can scream.
The boy arches against his straps and buckles, lips torn wide in a silent howl of pain. It takes a moment for the twitching to subside, and then Ivan secures the muzzle back in place, shoving the bit hard against Jack’s tongue before he buckles the strap behind his head.
A dark stain spreads at the crotch of Jack’s basketball shorts, a puddle dribbling between his red knees. It’s encouraging, Ivan decides: the boy is already miles away from the young man he’d been just a few days before, and they’ve only just begun.
“Oh, no. You’ve had an accident,” Ivan murmurs. “You’re quite agitated, aren’t you?”
A strangled scream rockets up Jacks’ throat as Ivan slowly works down his soiled shorts, taking his underpants with them. The fabric tangles beneath Jack’s knees, sopping up some of the mess. The smell is not particularly alluring, but watching Jack’s breath mount as Ivan’s fingers move over his exposed skin is a pleasant enough distraction.
“Don’t be afraid, now,” Ivan says gently, letting his eyes scour every exposed bit of the boy in front of him.
Jack’s cheeks are pink, and his eyes stream with tears. The boy’s fight will return, Ivan is sure, but for now, there is nothing he can do. Ivan cups Jack’s naked hip with his hand, letting his fingers tickle gentle patterns against Jack’s soft skin. Jack whimpers, and Ivan gropes harder.
“Shh,” Ivan soothes. “Soon, this won’t even faze you. It’s going to be a pleasure to break you down, darling. A brilliant mind like yours? But for now, I’ll need to get you cleaned up—we’ll talk about the rest of your questions later.”
They have all the time in the world, after all.
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#behavior modification#whump#whump writing#jack kenyon oc#ivan peters oc#creepy/intimate whumper#restraints tw#muzzle tw#tw future noncon#mind content warnings for others#poor jack is having a time#and ivan is loving every second of it#bbu adjacent
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Since the end of 2019, the world has been shaken by the Corona Virus Disease 19 (COVID-19) attack. The Malaysian government has adopted numerous phases of the Movement Manage Order (MCO) 2020 beginning on March 18, 2020, in an effort to control the prevention of COVID-19. In the face of the COVID pandemic-19, which is spreading rapidly, and the implementation of the PKP-PKPB-PKPP, which was executed for the first time in Malaysia, the public is always searching for sources to get the most up-to-date information on the status and news of the COVID-19 outbreak, as well as the most recent Standard Operating Procedures (SOP). People used to rely on traditional sources such as radio and television to acquire information, but technological advancements now put everything at their fingertips through the usage of the internet and communications technology (ICT). The usage of technology such as the Internet, as well as media such as social media, is considered as extremely beneficial in giving up-to-date information. During the isolation or lockdown of the COVID-19 pandemic, the number of persons accessing virtual (online) content rose over the world. Among the virtual content accessed is the ability to delight yourself and obtain up-to-date information on COVID-19.
In the past year, there have been 128 million more mobile phone users, according to the "Digital 2020 Global Statshot Report" by We Are Social, Hootsuite, and Kepios. This growth in mobile phone users is likely to contribute to an increase in social media use globally. The spreading of fake news and rumours is one of the major issues confronting the COVID-19 pandemic. Since the start of the COVID-19 crisis, the WHO has voiced their concern about the virus pandemic as well as the issue of false information and the dissemination of persistent falsehoods. False information can prevent the responsible party from responding, prevent the public from receiving accurate information, and delay the adoption of measures to combat the outbreak.
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Varian's First Lab Partner (A Short Story.)
Intro: A friend thought a little story about how Varian met Ruddigar would be cute. So here we are! Hopefully it's not too cringy. Although some parts might be. Anyhoo, Hope I did good bestie!
Summary: Varian recounts the day he met Ruddigar to his siblings.
Trigger Warnings: Brief mentions of blood and a very mild injury. Like a cut. Nothing too serious.
A cool breeze blew through the orchard. It was one of those summer days when everything seemed to be at rest. Not much was heard except the lowing of cattle and insects chirping and clicking in the grass.
And of course, the occasional flipping of pages. Made by Varian. Him, Belle, Jacky, and Hugo were sitting beneath one of the larger apple trees enjoying some free time. Varian was looking through a new engineering book he'd aquired. And Hugo was making some adjustments to Cheese's workings. Jacky was lying on the ground staring up at the sky. Last but not least, Belle was simply looking out over Old Corona. The view was magnificent. She could hardly believe she lived there. Bayangor had nothing on this place. The tranquility was unprecedented. Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by some rustling in the branches above her. She looked up in surprise and saw Ruddigar balancing precariously on the end of a branch, reaching for a juicy red apple.
"Uh, Var? Ruddigar is-"
But she didn't need to finish. Ruddigar fell out of the tree, apple in paws, right onto Varian's head! This gave Varian quite a shock!
"AH! Wha-" Varian blew Ruddigar's tail out of his face, only for it to flop back against his forehead. "Ruddigar, what are you doing?" He said as he lifted Ruddigar's tail out of his face and looked up at his new headpiece. Ruddigar shrugged and stuffed the apple in his mouth before anyone else could grab it.
Hugo snickered. "Nice coonskin hat Hairstripe." he laughed.
Varian lifted Ruddigar off his head and held him infront of his face. "So, was that apple worth almost hurting yourself?" Ruddigar eagerly nodded yes. "Oh brother." Varian chuckled as he let the racoon curl up on his usual spot on his shoulders.
"Hey Var? How'd you get Ruddigar?" Jacky asked. "I mean, Hugo built Cheese. But where did Ruddigar come from?"
"Oh, that's an interesting story." Varian started. "I actually found him when I was ten. And we've been friends ever since. It's bit of a long story though."
"Oh come on now Var." Hugo interjected. He stretched his arms and leaned against the tree. "We've got plenty of free time. Why don't you tell it?" he continued.
"Heh. Alright. Well, it all started eight years ago..."
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Ten year old Varian was on the very last rung of his ladder, trying to reach an apple high in the branches of a tree. "Come on!" Varian strained. "Almost there!" It was the rainy season and a big storm was coming. Him and his father had to get the last of the produce in before the storm hit. Suddenly, Varian's began to lose his balance.
"Wa-WOAH!" The ladder swayed! Suddenly it began to fall! Varian gasped and grabbed ahold of a close branch. CLANK! The ladder fell! Leaving Varian hanging! Varian clawed at the big branch and pulled himself up onto it. He sat there panting and looking down at the ladder.
"Uh oh." he said. He looked around for a way down, but there was none. Varian then looked around for the next best thing. Dad. Varian scanned the farm for the tall muscular figure of Quirin. In the distance, he could see him pushing a wheelbarrow of apples to the barn.
"Dad! Help! I'm stuck!" he shouted. Quirin couldn't hear him though. He was too far away. Quirin went into the barn and closed the door. Varian huffed in frustration.
"Great." he said as he leaned against the tree trunk. "Now what?" Wind blew through the branches and Varian shivered. He tugged at his collar in an attempt to keep warm. Suddenly, BONK! An apple hit him on the head! "Ow! Hey!" Varian looked up while rubbing his head. This day was just getting worse. But what he saw snapped him out of his grumpy flunk. A striped tail was hanging over the branch just above him.
"Huh?" Varian looked closer at the tail. The tail was pulled out of view and a sniffing, shining, black nose poked over the other side of the branch. Followed by a white snout. And then a black masked face. It was a raccoon kit! Varian gasped excitedly.
"Hi! Hi little guy!" The little raccoon ran higher up the tree at the sound of his voice. "Wait! I-It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you." Varian climbed up to the branch the trembling kit was sitting on. The raccoon scrambled closer to the trunk in an attempt to get away from the boy. "It's okay. Really!" Varian noticed the raccoon had a bad scratch on his leg. "Aw. You're hurt. No wonder you're scared."
Varian remembered seeing some of the neighbors placing traps around the crops to keep racoons and other pests away. He must have gotten hurt in one of them. Varian hated hunting and trapping. He despised it. Why would you want to hurt another living thing? They were just hungry and scared. But there was no time to think about that. Varian had to help. Luckily, he had a bandana around neck. He thought, if he could catch the little raccoon, he might be able to stop the bleeding. Varian slowly took off the bandana.
"Okay. I'm gonna help you. But you have to trust me." The raccoon just stared him. Wide eyed and sniffing the air nervously. Varian reached for the kit. He shied away and squeaked. Varian sighed. "Please little guy? I need to help you." Suddenly a strong gust of wind blew through the tree! Varian lost his balance again! "AAAAAAAAAAAH!" Varian started to fall! He grabbed the branch, but he had no foot hold! The trunk was too far away! He tried to pull himself up, but the thinner branch was hard to grip. He stated to slip! "AhhHHHhhhh! Help! Anyone! Please?!" He shouted. Just then, he felt something tugging on his arm! It was the kit! He was trying to pull him up! "No! No little guy! I'm too heavy!" The kit stopped and panted. Then spotted Quirin across the farm exiting the barn! He had never run up to farmers. But this one's kit was in danger! He need him to come! The kit scrambled down the tree! "Wait! Don't leave me!" Varian cried! But the kit kept on running. Which wasn't easy with a hurt leg. Varian felt like crying. Everything was going wrong.
Meanwhile, Quirin was just closing the barn door. Almost all the crops were in. Just a few more apples. It was good thing too. He could see black storm clouds approaching. Just then he heard chittering at his feet. He looked down in surprise and saw a tiny and very tired racoon in front of him. Quirin didn't know why he was here, but he wasn't going to be eating the apples. He waved his arms.
"Shoo! Go away! You can't eat these!" The kit skittered away slightly, then ran up to him and began pawing at his pant leg. Now this was new. Quirin watched him intrigued. The kit pointed toward the orchard frantically. Quirin looked toward it and squinted. He saw Varian hanging precariously in of the trees! Quirin gasped and ran toward the orchard, leaving the kit behind.
"Hold on Varian! I'm coming!"
Varian was losing strength. The branch slipped through his fingers! He fell. "AHHHHHHHHH!" Varian screamed! He shut his eyes and prepare to feel himself hitting the ground. But his didn't. He opened one eye. Then the other. He looked up. He was in his father's arms! Quirin had caught him!
"Daddy!" Varian exclaimed. Quirin chuckled. "Are you alright son?" he asked.
"Uh huh!" Varian threw his arms around Quirin's neck in a big hug. Just then, a feeble chitter was heard. The pair looked behind themselves. The tiny racoon walked slowly up the Quirin and collapsed at his feet.
"Dad. He's hurt. Can we take care of him?"
Quirin sighed. "Oh Varian. You know we can't keep pests around the farm."
"But he's hurt. If I was hurt and bleeding, would you leave me outside in the cold?"
Quirin looked at the kit. Then at the storm clouds. They were just upon them now. Then he looked at Varian. Varian gave him the biggest puppy dog eyes ever.
"Please?"
Quirin was silent for a moment. Before sighing again and then smiling. Varian had convinced him. Who could say "No" to those eyes. "Alright." he said. Quirin reached down and gently picked up the kit. He handed it to Varian. "But he's your responsibility."
"Okay!" said Varian. He was already wrapping his bandana around the kit's leg. Quirin smiled. Varian was always so compassionate. He loved that. "Now let's get you and your friend inside." said Quirin, as he walked toward the house. "You've had a long day."
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Quirin walked into the house and shut the door. He was soaking wet. But the crops were secure. Night had fallen and it was storming outside. He walked into the living room and sat by the fireplace. It was warm and inviting. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The sound of the rain hitting the roof calmed his soul. While he was resting, he heard something coming from upstairs. It was Varian's voice. The house was so quiet, he could hear the little boy's gently singing an old lullaby his mother used to sing.
Quirin quietly made his way up the stairs and peeked into Varian's room. Varian was in bed, wrapped cozily up in his blankets. He had the kit wrapped up in a towel and was holding him in arms. A plate of half finished apple slices was on the night stand. The kit was sleeping quietly as Varian sang the lullaby to him. Quirin smiled softly. He hadn't heard that song in years. He tapped lightly on the doorframe. Varian stopped and looked at him. "Can I come in?" he whispered.
"Sure!" Varian whispered back. Quirin came in and sat down on the bed. "How is he?" Quirin asked.
"A lot better!" Varian replied. "He ate a lot of apple slices. Then got sleepy. I'm gonna name him Ruddigar!"
"Ruddigar?"
Yep! I saw the name in a book. We're gonna be best friends! We can play together. And he can be my lab partner. And..." Varian stopped to yawn. His eyes were getting heavy.
"Are you sleepy?" Quirin asked with smirk.
"Nope!" Varian said.
"Are you sure?" Quirin began stroking Varian's head.
"Yep! Not at *Yawn* all..." Varian closed his eyes and dropped off to sleep. Quirin sat up and pulled the covers around the little boy. As he pulled his hand away, Ruddigar subconsciously grabbed ahold of one of his fingers and nuzzled against it. Quirin didn't want to admit it, but the kit was growing on him. And he made Varian happy. The happiest he'd seen him since Ulla disappeared. Maybe Varian could keep him. Quirin stroked Ruddigar's soft head. The raccoon made a purring noise, then nestled closer to Varian. Quirin blew out the candle.
"Good night son." he said as he walked out the door. Leaving the boy and his raccoon in peaceful slumber.
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"And that's how it happened!" Varian finished. "What do you think?" Jacky was staring at him.
"Are... You okay Jacky?"
Jacky sniffed. "Wow. I think I'm gonna cry. That was so touching." Varian tried not to laugh. Jacky was very soft hearted. Belle rolled her eyes and smirked.
"Oh brother." she said.
"Great story Goggles." Hugo said as he tosseled Varian's hair. Varian laughed and pushed his hand away. "Thanks!" he replied.
"It's amazing that Ruddigar has stuck around for so long." Belle said. Varian snorted "Yeah. Well, you have an endless apple supply what else is a raccoon going to do?" Suddenly, Varian saw an apple fall from the tree.
"Oop!" Varian caught it in his hands. "Nice." But before he can even bite it, Ruddigar scrambled over Varian and swiped the apple. "Huh? Hey!" Ruddigar ran a distance away before aggressively stuffing the apple in his mouth. The siblings laughed.
"Don't ever change buddy." said Hugo. Ruddigar grinned and scarfed the last bite of apple. Varian picked him up and hugged him.
"Yeah. Don't ever change Ruddigar." The raccoon nuzzled Varian's cheek. Both felt like the luckiest person on Earth.
The End.
#alchemy bros#varian and the seven kingdoms#vat7k#varian the alchemist#hugo the human#varian#varian and the 7k gang rp#tangled#tts varian#vat7k hugo#vat7k varian#vat7k fanfic#my writing#Alchemy siblings#hugo alchemy bros#varian and the 7 kingdoms#Belle of Ingvarr#Jacky of Bayangor#tts ruddiger#tts quirin#hugo vat7k#hugo seven kingdoms#Varian the Alchemist#varian tangled#rta Ruddigar#rta Quirin#tangled fanfiction#tangled fic#Vat7k Siblings AU
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in our most recent session, @vyscera’s character rang a bell with the power to be heard by angels in heaven. one answered, and she took her second transformation level as a seraph. i had some prose prepped for the occasion!
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[ARISE, PROPHET-GENERAL JUDITH]
a new chamber clicks open in your soul.
a thin lance of fiery light pierces you through from breast to heart to rib,
a hundred feet above you and a hundred feet below
deep in the darkling sky, there are wonders;
flame erupts in roaring wheeled corona, countless filling your vision
steam rises from your eyes, from the tears on your cheeks, just from the looking.
but you look
HEAVEN TURNS TO YOU
the words rumble the earth and rend the air
SISTERSISTERSISTERSI- / OURSISTERDEARING. / NEWS OF OUR FATHER?
you have no news of your father
hail the angel, the sword of god! the excisor of sins
your own sins sizzle beneath your skin like squealing serpents of hellfire.
through the heat, you can just make out a form, flickering;
blue, endless eye. a golden quiver. you strain to keep the sense of it.
SISTER. YOU ARE BLIND TO ME, AND FURTHER BLIND TO OUR FATHER.
the final charge, your heart torn open ‘neath the flame.
NO LONGER
[THOU ART AN ANGEL, NOT A BABE]
[[[ACCEPT THY MANTLE OR RENOUNCE ITS BLESSING]]]
#js#dnd#d&d#grim hollow#pigeon scratch#too bad i forgot my DAMN DM JOURNAL and only had half on me for the session#had to improv the rest but we live laugh love learn
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inspired by : varian (tangled) / & added inspo ! to be added
full name. varian logen krause / faceclaim. felix mallard / dob. 4 april / zodiac. aries / occupation. freelance alchemist & part-time inventor. / birthplace. old corona. / orientation. bisexual / song. peter & the wolf / film. lord of the rings trilogy / education. high school education / temperament. choleric / mbti. enfp / alignment. chaotic good / abilities. inventing & alchemy / hogwarts house. ravenclaw / emoji. ( 🧪 )
present !
13.02.22: varian came to the city several months ago in search of the lost princess, reagan, to help combat a problem with some magic rocks that appeared in town. he quickly found her and started making plans to figure out what is causing the magic rocks in his town.
02.06.22: he’s been looking into different types of geology and doing research on magic when he can. varian is also trying to look at acidic compounds to dissolve magic, though his experiments have so far not proved fruitful.
past !
mother: varian never knew his mother—she died before he could ever know her and while some people might always feel something empty, varian was lucky in that he never felt like anything or anyone was missing from his life. he had his father—and that’s all he ever needed to know. although one rumor varian heard about his mother is that she had the same passions that he did for inventing an alchemy. he’s never put much thought into it though because while his father might not understand him, at least he’s there.
father: his father was the leader in his small town, so people have always looked to the man to lead them into the next thing. varian’s relationship with his father hasn’t always been strained. quirin loves his son and wants what’s best for him, but varian sometimes doesn’t make that easy, especially when he works on something that’s dangerous. the two of them just don’t know how to communicate their feelings and emotions to each other.
alchemy and inventions: all his life, varian has been interested in learning and inventing new things to better and help his small town. he doesn’t want the pride that comes with it, he wants his father to see that he’s good at something—because well, he’s not good at much of anything. inventing and alchemy is really his only interest and varian has always been a bit chaotic about it, not really caring for his own safety and really the safety of others around him.
reputation: although varian is an inventor and an alchemist, he does have a bit of a reputation as a wizard. all his experiments are done free of magic and he will tell people that. however, some people don’t know the difference between the two and for that reason he does have a bit of a reputation as a wizard around some circles. all his experiments are done without magic though.
banned: as varian got older, his experiments got more and more wilder. eventually his father had to ban varian from conducting his experiments. it was not only dangerous for varian to continue to experiment, but it was dangerous for the town itself. during this time, varian ended up doing what everyone else in town did: agriculture. although clearly it was never going to be a passion for him, varian did it because he loves his father and wanted nothing more than to please his father.
black rocks: as if by magic, rumors about the lost princess returning, changed varian’s life. when black rocks started appearing all over his village, varian watched as the people in his village banded together to try and get rid of them to no avail. nothing that the villagers did were able to stop the rocks from going away and they destroyed everything in their path along the way. his father went to alert the king of the rocks and that’s when varian decided to take matters into his own hands. the princess had traveled to elias.
leaving home: varian decided that he’d leave to find the princess. he knew there were rumors about her magic hair and if anyone was going to be able to find out how to get rid of the rocks and make his village proud, it was going to be him. with ruddiger, his raccoon in tow, varian left old corona in the middle of the night and found his way to elias in search of the princess.
future !
varian’s future is complicated—he has a bit of a one track mind when it comes to the rocks and his family because he wants that taken care of and he wants to be the hero, but things don’t always turn out like that and varian will get lost along the way when resolving that goal. however, it won’t take long for him to get back on track.
varian will be critical in coming up with some really cool inventions that help people both back at home and in elias. he wants to be able to help people’s every day lives be easier. some of his inventions will eventually get patented and sold, leaving him with a relatively comfortable amount of money—in which he uses to both reside in both old corona as well as in walt. (as well as travelling along the way).
taken connections !
ruddiger. best friend
reagan. lost princess
cass. ???
serena. friend.
howl. someone he looks up to.
flynn. flynn is difficult to describe.
jack. friend.
giulia. partner in chaos.
wanted connections !
someone to experiment with, either along side or helps him with some simpler things.
someone to test out his potions.
someone who knows a lot about magic and wants to teach him.
friends
someone that maybe slightly kinda wants to put him on the thought process that maybe reagan DOESN’T want to help him.
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Transformers #7 Revs Up its Second Arc in High Gear
Johnson and Corona continue to show that they got the touch in Transformers #7. Like previous issues, it delivers pure giddy excitement #comics #comicbooks #transformers #ncbd #energonuniverse
Starscream’s leadership of the Decepticons gets tested when Soundwave challenges him after their embarrassing defeat at the hands of the Autobots. Similarly, the Autobots’ relationship with humanity has strained following Sparky’s sacrifice to bring back Optimus Prime. Expect exciting shake-ups in the Energon universe as Daniel Warren Johnson and new artist Jorge Corona rev up their second arc…
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Bird Flu’s ‘New Monster’ Strain Jumps to Marine Mammals, Raising Human Infection Concerns!
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Bird Flu’s ‘New Monster’ Strain Jumps to Marine Mammals, Raising Human Infection Concerns!
Representational image of birds (Gaurang Joshi/TOI, BCCL, Surat) While the world was still grappling with the COVID-19 pandemic in 2020, another deadly virus had slithered out from the cracks. With every government and media house in the world fixated on the corona chaos, this new viral strain managed to unwittingly slip under the radar — […]
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BLCK: The Story So Far Final Part
Volume 10-
Three months have passed since Salem and the Artorians have taken Atlas. Yang and Ruby's relationship as sisters have began to grow strained as the two once had small debates which would later turn into entire arguments and then a shouting match following. While back in Atlas, a Resistance Coalition was formed between the exiled Atlesians and Mantleans against the Scions of Salem but is now on their last legs as many are beginning to leave or accepting the new reality they live in
Salem is still seeking out the Relic of Creation, as Jotunheim takes Oscar to the Ancient City of Asgard, his home. With Oscar learning about the city and its people who made a pact with that of the Snow Dragons of the Solitas Region. With Jotunheim as their chief leader./Grand Leader.
After a mission, Ruby and Yang enter another argument to which Ruby says something incredibly insensitive to Yang which causes her to punch Ruby as the two end up fighting, destroying a block in Actus. As they are suspended from any missions and will need to do some labor around the Atelier Base.
An unknown aircraft approaches Brumel but with a different insignia, revealing it to be piloted by Professor Lionheart, who states he has come from his home Artorias, leaving everyone shocked. Which he reveals that his homeland is in a war at the moment and has joined the resistance in order to reclaim that homeland. Revealing its defacto leader. Imani L'verra. Who seeks council and support from the Brumelian Military.
At the same time, Eros gets a message from Qrow who informs him that things have been worsening for the AMRF (Atlesian-Mantlean Resistance Force) as they are on their threads end and seeks vetting for reinforcements to make a stand against the Scions of Salem.
Imani talks with the Brumelian Council, but is denied support until Kazura steps up claiming that this was a common enemy that not only the Artorias Resistance Coalition shares but also the Mantleans and Atlesians as well. Warning the council that if they were to ignore this threat they'll be next and history will remember Brumel as the "Great Nation That Remained Silent" as his father agrees with Kazura and promises to send his forces towards Artorias as he orders Kazura to prepare a strike force to send to Mantle as he will also have the support of the Atelier Agents as well.
The strike force going to Mantle will have Kazura as the leader, Weiss as the co-commander, Nora as the Tank, Lie-Ren and Blake as stealth, Pyrrha as the extra support, and Eros to help train the Atlesians and Mantleans. The team joining the Atelier military going to Atlas will have Louvel as the leader, Ryze as the Co-Leader, Yang as the Tank, Zek and Corona as snipers, Reaver as the Co-Tank, and Twilight as the Chief Medic.
Finally, Ruby shows concern about Oscars location as Penny reveals that he is safe somewhere around the Solitan Mountains, which his emergency transponder shut off somewhere around that area. With Ruby's Relic Recovery Team being Ruby, Blade, Sun, Penny, and Outsider to go and recover the Relic and Oscar at the same time. While Aesir reveals that they are headed to the "City of Man and Dragons" leaving her shocked that something like that was possible.
Everyone goes off on their missions, while back with the Scions of Salem, Cinder is berated and punished by Salem for failing to recover the relic and the Winter Maidens power, all while she further berates her for not doing as she was told while also adding onto that punishment for her failure to kill Lionheart and Raven. Leaving Neo and Raiku (The Scion of Thunder) slightly disturbed if this is what failure looks like.
The Scions receive new orders to deepen their patrol of the city as Salem believes that the resistance formed one month ago is on their final legs and now just needs one good strike to end it all. Yet at the same time, Raiku offers his input of going for the head aka, killing Robyn as she was a seasoned Atlesian soldier It would make more sense for her to be aiming for her rather than just wiping out the whole army. As Salem sends him out to find her and end her.
Upon arrival in Zers'kya, Lionheart and Imani explain the situation as their coalition force is aiming for key spots around Artorias to destroy in order to free it. These spots are Naerea, A key position that holds a base and an ammo depot, Syrnokr, The home base of the Artorian special forces and their elite unit The Dead Sea Scrolls Unit. Lastly is the Arwven Ruins/Road. Where it is believed an ancient power underneath the ruins lies dormant and Artorias Scientific Forces are trying to draw that power to create a new weapon.
Imani also explains that many have answered their plea for help including a PMC who has sent their strike force, revealing Team VAIN, Vance Kikai an Atlesian man whose brain was transferred into a machine, Inari, A Former Dead Sea Scrolls member and Necros a former cult member of the "Cult of Salem." Lastly to Louvels shock it is none other than Adam Tarus as everyone prepares their weapons but he explains that he has changed but Louvel states that he needs to see it in order to believe it.Adam also agrees as he was a former Shinbaori member and apologizes for betraying their ideals for violence and hatred towards humans. In which they receive their objectives and to begin joining the march towards Naerea through the Northern front.
With Kazuras strike force, they are shocked to see the state of Mantle as it is incredibly overpopulated and filled with multiple amounts of sickness, as they are led to the headquarters by Excelsus an android mercenary for hire who cared about nothing but the Hunt. Claiming that hunting the Scions of Salem was a better thing than having to wait for a hunt. Which results in a brief reunion as they are given their orders for a mission as they need to first claim an ammo depot/base just outside of Mantle. Finally, they reveal that Harriet of the Ace Ops also explains that her friends and General Ironwood is also in the Bulkhead Prison. Meant for high-class criminals.... and sadly she fears that Ironwood may be dead to which Winter remains adamant that he is not dead.
Rubys group travels across the Solitan mountains to the Bridge leading to Asgard as they encounter a Grimm Chimera only for it to be dispatched by the Asgardian Fighting force the Dragoons of Sigrun and Mimir. As Oscar is shocked to see them with everybody joining him as he talks about the recent Grimm attacks have been increasing by the minute, as he fears its only a matter of time before Salem senses the relic herself as their relic recovery mission turns into a defense mission.
Salem after a few hours of mediation would sense the Relic giving everyone their orders, with Raiku's remaining the same, Hazel, Emerald, and Mercury to patrol the streets, and for Watts to hack into Atlas' systems in order to locate Brumel. In which Hazel, Emerald, and Mercury all talk about their dreams once Salem completes her main mission and frees them from their servitude. Emerald just wants all the riches in the world since she grew up poor in Vacuo and tried to follow the "Make Something From Nothing" rule only for it to not work out, Mercury seeks to have his semblance returned as his father had locked it away, Hazel only wishes to have his sister back only to question if it means taking so many lives.
Tyrian would overhear the conversation and remind everyone that their dreams are pointless and weak, all should bend to her will which only furthers their bravery to defect from the Scions of Salem. Yet,before a fight could break out Cinder and Salem arrive this time with a new member a "experiment" as she reveals the Hound. Who begins his hunt to find Ruby Rose and Oscar.
The strike force in Artorias leads an attack on Naereas base and claims it without a second thought as Yang realizes that her sister would have been exposed to the horrors of war after seeing so many homes destroyed, thinking about how even she is in the middle of one but is doing her best to try and help. To which Adam sympathizes with her... as he was unaware of what he did when he fought with the White Fang, which Yang asks him what made him begin to see things differently. His answer? Because when he was wounded by Louvel and the wound was only getting worse over time he passed out near a village where humans nursed him back to health.
Yang is happy to see that Adam had changed and he even agrees that this whole time he was blinded by the hatred of the humans who had branded his eye and forgot that there are good humans who do care about the faunus rights movement and try to be better for them. Yet he now understands fully about the humans and wants to do better and fight to not only redeem himself but do it for others as well.
Kazuras strike team claims the ammo depot and manages to reinvigorate the fires of the AMRF but its only an ember of what it was, as they go to rescue to Ironwood, and when doing so they are chased by the Artorian ships as they go underground Only to discover a lost kingdom. As Finally, they are met by Baphomet the God of Darkness as they attempt to attack him but only for him to merely dodge and even stop all of their attacks. As he tells them that him and his brother Solis are just observing.
Baphomet tells them that ever since he destroyed Remnant he and his brother regretted abandoning the home they made together, as they returned with the goal of doing one thing. To Walk Amongst Man. Thus they would only intercept if they saw something great happening and so far they have. Kazura asks Baphomet about the city here as he reveals it to be the lost kingdom of Alsius.
Baphomet talks about the Kingdom being home to the Knights Of Solitas and explains their Platinum Era, Gold Era, Silver Era, Bronze Era, Iron Era, and Obsidian Era as they travel through the city to return to Mantle. Only to be intercepted by Raiku and Hazel to which Weiss and Kazura make quick work without any difficulty as their weapons begin to glow piquing Baphomets interest calling them the two that may unify the Solitas Region as he opens a portal to the AMRF's HQ.
With Ruby's Group, Ruby is slowly becoming more enraged in her fighting style as it becomes more like a feral animals rather than her usual pop and grace style. Which worries the rest of her group as they feel she is trying to prove Yang wrong. In which Ruby simply states the obvious to abandon Asgard shocking everyone including Aesir as this was NOT how Ruby would normally act.
Ruby states about how she is growing tired of defending the city and should just steal the relic and leave. Instead everyone is willing to go against her. To which she states then she'll just go and beat Jotunheim to the point where he'll give her the Relic as she attempts to fight the Titan as she finally breaks down during their fight as she states how Salem killed her mother to which Aesir and Jotunheim tell her that was not the truth but a manipulation tactic.
Aesir and Jotunheim tell Ruby about the truth of Summer Rose, she was a proud Huntress who recruited not only Hunters but managed to impress both Grimm Titans enough to join her cause. She knew full well that she would need to push her Silver Eyes to the very limit to not only wound Salem but Imperius as well as upon doing so she would die. In her final moments her minds eye opened seeing a future where Yang and Ruby was happy with Taiyang, Raven and Qrow finally getting along, Ozpins duty finally being completed and earning his eternal rest.
The revelation moves Ruby to remember why she became a Huntress and it was not to defeat Salem to protect everyone including those who wish to see a brighter future for all. Thus revealing the key to Salems defeat as Masamune was the foundation, Summer was the building process, and Ruby is to be the end of Salem. Which she states she is prepared to now Save Atlas with Aesir releasing the seal on Ruby's Silver Eyes and further empowering it. With both Titans releasing a loud roar summoning their forces to come to their aid as they have called for Exaltia to send her emissary Cashmere. As they have decided to join the fight along with doing one thing bringing the Relic of Creation with them.
With Louvels team they reach the ruins when they discover this belongs to the first Summer Maiden who founded the nation and had a prophecy that the blood of an evil man will be used to revive the Kingdom in its direst time with the Sword Of Summers. In which it has been taken as Glestchner prepares to use it to power a Bionic Version of Perseus with the Grimm Titan sensing it as they begin the march to the main capital of Artorias.
Upon arriving in the Capital City the Perseus discovers the Bionic Perseus as the two fight with the ARC forces on the ground swarming the city fighting against the enemy forces occupying it while Imani is brought forth to fight as well. As Perseus struggles with the machine variant of himself its only until the Brumelian forces bring forth Ace in the Liberation where the odds are evened out as Glestchner is overpowered and defeated, as he attempts to to try and take Imani's life only to be stabbed by the Sword of Summers.
With his blood, the once destroyed land of Artorias was brought back to life as those witnessing this dropped their weapons realizing what they have done. Nearly destroying themselves and their kingdom in the process. As finally a HUGE part of the Dictatorship of Artorias has fallen in which Lionheart is prepared to use this opportunity to send the ARC forces to Atlas as Yang calls Ruby to apologize to her about everything as Ruby does the same.
Back with Kazuras strike force they now make the move to reclaim Mantle as they do and now escape to Watchpoint Delta in between the halfway point to Brumel as everyone regroups there. With the plan being simple as Rodrigues authorizes usage of Brumels full might against Salem which shocks the Champion of Darkness as Baphomet mocks her stating to never underestimates mans might when underneath the heel of darkness. As she attempts to attack him only for him to fade away and reappear continuously mocking her.
Salem then mobilizes her forces with the exception of the Seats of Vanity as she will need them for later. As The Guardians of the Light attacks Atlas, with Kazura and Weiss facing off against her and their weapons awakening as Caliburn becomes Excalibur and Myrtenaster becoming Myrtenaster-Alvitr. As they fight against Salem she sends to the Forbidden Realm to die from a MASSIVE amount of Darkness, but Baphomet finally intervenes and restores them to full health as they continue to fight weakening Salem, As Cashmere unleashes his magic as he claims her immortality in order for the Prophecy he had forseen to come true.
Salem retreats out of fear but warns them that Imperius is already healed...and is coming to Atlas as she prepares for her next move. With no time to waste evacuations ar e underway as people either go to Asgard or Brumel. Thus Imperius attacks forcing The Guardians of Light to use the Relic of Creation where Cinder ambushes them as they fight with everything they have left as she blows BLCK and RWBY down to the "void" While Ironwood fights a powered up version of Imperius as he sacrifices his life to save millions.
Cinder does manage to wound Penny as she claims both Relics but in a last ditch effort Winter takes the relic and remembers what Kazura told her about the last question. To ask WHO can defeat Salem as she does so and smiles saying its not just one. It's two people. As she and SPNL retreat to Brumel closing the portals as Cinder escapes with the last question wasted as Salem finds out....... but despite being enraged a thorn is removed and finally offers Cinder a seat amongst her Seats of Vanity.
VOLUME 11-
BLCK AND RWBY all land in the Ever After which is basically the Land of The Dead as they go through its trials of Reincarnation as they all realize they are on a Time Limit as the Ever-After will slowly force their souls to remain here unless if they do not escape as they go along they will face the Ascendance, which is their awakening to newer abilities they gain.
They encounter Shaka Ishvalda and the Curious Cat who leads them to the tree of Yggdrasil while also fighting against old enemies and fighting with old friends as well. This leads to the newest threat the Red Queen and her court as she tries to prevent them from achieving the Ascendance by any means necessary. Upon reaching the tree thye have their final battle as Ruby and Blade stay behind to help Ishvalda against The Red Queen as Ruby finally meets her mother for the first time.
The God of Light Solis was moved by their sacrifice and restored both Blades and Ruby Souls to return to Remnant. As BLCK and RWBY arrive in Vacuo prepared for their next bout with the Scions of Salem.
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