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#incredibly last minute halloween art from me to u. as in i started this at 9pm just now#setting: thera#moths#they're kind of a mothman i guess. it's thematic enough#it's that old-timey flash photography where the flashbulb is held overhead. that's what they're doing
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bugs big ones from Thera! the transcript for the top image is under the cut below.
There is a big lie in this which is that the caterpillar pictured in the top image is in fact Nettlerove who is a beetle of the species Cryptostenus oculatus. But he is a brood parasite of these caterpillars, and appears almost identical to one prior to pupation. They emerge as imagos earlier than the true butterflies around them, and then eat their defenceless colonymates. Life's rough for insects. i really wanted to draw baby (and young adult) Nettlerove sooo much so that's why it's him.
The Tithe tree is one of the reasons our bugs are so big. These trees are gigantic and their leaves are incredibly nutrient rich, and their huge hollow trunks are perfect for building colonies in. The social behaviour of these caterpillars is based off of Eriogaster lanestris, a moth which has eusocial silk-tent-spinning caterpillars :) Their true 'child' stage (instars 1 and 2) lasts a single spring and summer, while the subsequent instar stages last several years each. At pupation the individual can be up to 14 years old. The kids are basically left in their tent entirely unsupervised, and in fact it's an intentional strategy to have them on a lower branch than the main colony; any terrestrial predator looking for food will hopefully eat the kids first and leave the main colony alone (Life's ROUGH for insects!!).
Because the caterpillars are considered adults post instar 3, the winged form is not called "the adult" it's just the imago.
[Transcript: Neonymphalid Caterpillars
The life cycle of the eusocial caterpillars from the Theran butterfly family Neonymphalidae. At hatching they are roughly 13cm long, and at their largest they grow to be approx. 2m long.
They are considered to be adults at instar stage III. At this stage they enter the mature colony and begin to train into their life-long 'careers'. At instar stage IV they are close to pupating, and will make the trek out to their proving grounds for the final growth spurt as caterpillars. The quest is a difficult overland trek, often the first time any individual has touched the ground, and at its end is a forest that they must set ablaze to liberate the nutrient-rich fruit they need to eat.
Eggs are deposited on a lower branch of the Tithe tree beneath the adult colony
Instar stage I: They hatch among peers and immediately form a juvenile colony on their host Tithe branch, a group of up to 100. Together they encase the branch and its leaves in a silken tent. At this stage they do not speak, they only eat.
Instar stage II: They begin to grow their distinguishing bristles but remain in their juvenile colony
Instar stage III: Not all caterpillars will reach this stage, as autumn draws in and the leaves become less numerous. Caterpillars who reach stage III will leave their silk tent and travel up the main trunk of the Tithe tree, entering the large, permanent structure of the adult colony. They now have a pair of more specialised binocular eyes.
Instar IV: They have begun to develop some of their adult facial features, including more complex eyes. This individual is a scribe, using a thorn to write on a wax slate in a frame.
Prior to their journey to the burning forest, a final molt occurs which increases the number of bristles. This will protect them from aerial attacks during the rough journey.
The pupa is laid out in a specialist chamber within the main colony once the caterpillars return home. They hatch when temperatures reach a summer range again.]
#btw if you've never actually looked at caterpillar prolegs. well they look like that close up#setting: thera#lov me bugs. insects are always fighting 1000 wars and battles and losing most of the time#speculative biology#speculative evolution
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two very different kinds of siblings
#cpuk#took me FOREVER to make mac and al Feel Right to me and just as long to properly execute on the vibe i knew i wanted for goog always#but pretty happy with these!#cpuk alabaster uppercut#cpuk juniper uppercut#cpuk google#cpuk mac and cheese#you ever call a character by a nickname shortening of their name so long that when you have to type their full name again#it hits you all over again how goofy it is. anyway mack encheez would be an entirely normal ace attorney character name#ive been thinking about Al a lot lately. the difference between him in season one and season 2 is interesting to try to reconcile#because in season one its very explicit- he has beef with The Tournament Itself and that was the only reason he was here.#he was an ideological pacifist who was publically mocked and only came to fight in cpuk to prove a point#when a kid from uppercut village was getting bullied because of contestants mocking him and the village.#but when season two rolls around hes a 'cpuk veteran' who's always fighting at locals and bettering the scene.#which leads me to assume Al arrived to CPUK and went 'damn bitch y'all live like this?' and set to work on repairing the vibes#especially since uppercut village has been utterly ignored by the lore since his introduction and with ncct information...#im not sure it... meaningfully exists? its a part of his concept and self that informs his actions but has never mattered.#and as such with the schrodingers isekai way that submission to cpuk works in nccts worldbuilding#i think it might be. just as unreachable as eric is to thera/folk. something from another reality hes just not part of anymore.#in his second tournament appearance he sets a goal of not coming in last and then he's retiring and he doesnt come in last.#but then he comes back.#imagining this dude trying to get a ride back home to uppercut village and the driver needing directions bc hes got no idea where that is#and al realizing he doesnt. know how to get there either. and so the only place he has to go is back to the tournament.#and the sense of community identity so core to himself he's named after it falters and hes left alone#and so he begins to build a new sense of community for himself out of the new home he's been left with. makes friends. adopts new family.#living in honor of the memory of a village that never was.#at least not here.#juni knows the participants of cpuk as family. uncle cha cha. mama hoedown.#in a sense both al and juni are adopted from elsewhere into the family they know.#smthn smthn 'it takes a village to raise a child.' i am speculating myself into getting emotional about funny punch guy 👍
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Now that I’ve finished the most recent comic page I think I should actually try and do some proper drawings of some of my OCs. Get ready to see Taranza’s mom Theraphoza, I’m working on drawing her first 🕷️
#text post#Kirby#Kirby OCs#she was briefly in Knightfall in Dream Land on the previous page but since it’s set in the past that was her younger design#she looks a little different in the present so I’m working on her present day design#I’m also drawing Taranza with her he’s wearing his little king outfit I designed for him lmao#I keep talking about how he becomes the king of Floralia after Triple Deluxe in my AU#but I haven’t actually drawn him in his king attire yet#he mostly looks the same he just gets a crown and some embellishments that attach to his cape#I feel like he’d probably still dress casually most of the time after becoming king and he’d just put on the full attire for formal events#anyway I’m excited to do an actual proper drawing of Thera and show off her personality a bit more#she’s got a bit of a sadness about her (she has a tragic love life just like her son) but she’s very gentle and kind#I could see her really doting upon/fussing over her son since he’s her only child lmao#and she lost her husband/Taranza’s dad so I could see her being especially protective of Taranza because of that#she’d also act like a mom to all of his friends too#like she’d always make sure they’re well fed and would knit stuff for them to keep them warm lmao#she’d probably be good at knitting and she’d probably be good at baking stuff too#I could see her acting like a nice grandma to Kirby whenever Kirby visits Floralia lmao
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The Spider's Web (Fem!Reader x Fem!Arachne)
Pairings: Fem!Arachne x Fem!Reader
Genre: Established Relationship, Dom/Sub undertones, Smutty smut
Warnings: None
Word Count: 1433 Words
Summary: You’re girlfriend and you have always had a thing for rougher play, but this will be the first time you're utilizing all of her unique…abilities
Request: Fem reader with a tall fem arachne with bdsm elements, spanking, with breast and tit play
In spite of your expectations, Thera’s webs don’t feel that sticky. Not in the way syrup feels stuck to your skin, or how sweaty clothes cling to your sides, at least. No, they feel more delicate than that. Almost like a mix between a liquid and solid, something that lingers across your senses, but doesn’t overpower. It’s sort of nice, especially on a hot afternoon like this one
But they do stick, very efficiently, the intricate webs holding your body suspended with no issue. The way they’ve bound your ankles and your arms leaves basically no room for movement, only the slightly wiggling of your torso. And even then, Thera keeps a firm grip on your midsection as she settles you across her two front legs.
A long claw traces the arch of your spine, and goosebumps peppers your back.
“Hmm, does that feel good, dearest?” You nod, breathing already heavy as Thera’s hands linger around your butt, tracing shapes into the fat of your hips. But then she’s grabbing harshly onto one cheek, pinpricks of claws digging into your skin. You gasp. “I didn’t hear you~” Thera practically sings.
“Yes, t-that feels good.” You whimper as she releases her grip, half-relieved from the pressure and half-desperate to have it back.
“Hmm. Then I supposed you’re ready.” Her hand pulls back into the air, her other on your shoulder, set to keep you from flying over her spindly legs. “Don’t forget to count, dearest. You know the consequences.”
You nod, not forgetting her demands.
“Yes, mistress.”
The snap of her hand against your ass is loud, echoing off the cave walls of her home. You yelp.
“O-one.”
Her cold hand feels nice against the flushed skin, but Thera is quick to reel back and give you another spank
“Two!” You yelp.
“Good job.” She purrs, the hand on your shoulder rubbing circles into your clavicle.
Her tone is deceitful, feigning kindness when she hits you with two quick strikes, one on each cheek.
“Three, four.” You worry your bottom lip between your teeth, rubbing your thighs together as heat burns in your core.
She hums, dissatisfied that you didn’t fall for her trick. She oh so loves to punish you.
Thera turns her attention to the less-slapped cheek, giving it two more strikes to even it out.
“Five, s-six.” Your mind is beginning to scramble, your vision beginning to blur. Your cunt aches for something, any kind of friction against it.
Another two spanks, across the two cheeks.
“Seven, eight.”
“Lets see if you make it to ten, sweetheart.” Thera almost threatens, her free hand clutching your jaw. “Then I’ll give that sweet little pussy a treat.”
You can’t help the moan the bubbles out, a fresh gush of slick wetting up your crotch.
Thera’s last two spanks are quick, also but even your lust-addled mind can catch up.
“Nine, ten!” You gasp, hips spasming just from the thought of what's to come.
“Perfect.” Thera pats your head lovingly, the grip around your jaw loosening. “I knew you could do it. Such a good pet.”
Your stomach turns a bit as she rotates you upward, yanking on her complex web to seat you right against her, snipping the web tying your ankles to throw your legs over her human hips. Your wrists stay tied behind you, chest pushed out and presented for her eager mouth. The pressure of her palm pushes your cunt to grind on her navel.
“Hmmm.” You moan, hips swiveling to return chase that high. But no, she’s in control of your pleasure. Thera tugs again and you’re suspended a bit higher, your legs now tied around her waist and your tits at the perfect level of her mouth. “Agh, please.”
“Please what, dearest? You have to use your words.”
“Please…touch my pussy, mistress.”
Thera chuckles, throwing back a strand of her long, black hair. Red irises look up and down at your heaving body, licking her lips.
“Just your pussy, dearest?” She says all coy, her thumb finally pressing against your clit. You respond only with a moan, head thrown back. You can’t see the way she hungrily stares at your heaving tits, tongue darting out like a predator looking at prey. “From what I remember, these cute nipples of yours are also sensitive.” She keeps her thumb circling around your sensitive button, the other making its way up your waist and to your areola. That thumb flicks across a pebbled nipple, making you whine.
“Please, suck on my tits, mistress!” Your begging voice echoes across the cave walls, sounding just as pathetic as you thought.
“Well, when you ask so nicely.”
A cold tongue wraps around your right nipple, ricocheting sensations as she pressed her forefingers deep into your center. Your body convulses, grinding against her touch and tongue.
“F-fuck.” Your vowels slur, eyes now locked on your girlfriend's perfect lips wrapped around your tit.
The lingering wetness allows another finger to slip in easily. Thera decides to be generous, doesn't wait for you to ask and begin pumping her fingers in against your g-spot. She feels the way your walls clench down on her digits, especially when her teeth graze your nipple.
Thera is dexterous, strong forearms for working her massive loom several hours a day, and keeps up a relentless pace while stretching you open. At the same time she switches nipples and continues her lapping, her thumb still circling your clit. A buzzing numbness spreads down to your toes, all too much yet not enough.
“T-thank you, mistress! Thank you!” Your voice gets high and whiny, knowing how much Thera loves good manners. Her smirk is apparent, felt around your breast as she continues to suck. She moves off briefly, but only to bite more bruises into the fat, pain mixing with pleasure.
You feel the knot tightening in your core, your thighs beginning to clench around her ribs as your pussy begs for more. Thera chuckles, rumbling against your skin.
But then everything stops.
Your whines are like that of a kicked puppy, your body thrashing like in a tantrum.
“P-please, mistress! I’ve been good, so good!”
A hungry graze, red irises on black sclera, look down at you. A hand with two soaking wet fingers troke the side of your face.
“You have, dear. That’s why I’m giving you a treat.”
The web around your ankle is cut again, your vision twisting as she turns you upside down, your legs now thrown over her shoulders. In front of you are her perfect tits, heavy and pebbled from her own ministrations. Your mouth waters as you eye her delicious nipples, now so close to your mouth.
“I’ve been dying to taste this juicy cunt. Today’s your lucky day.”
And then that long tongue is shoved deep inside of you, your pussy spasming. But there's no time to waste, yoru core crunching up to suck on your mistress’ tits. You try to be rough, the way she likes it, biting and sucking as you bounce in between them. They're so warm, wrapping around your face like a pillow.
Your hips jerks as your girlfriend eats you like a woman starved. Her fingers keep stimulating your clit as she tastes each inch of your sopping core, as if drinking ambrosia straight from the source.
You slightly miss that voice. Her sultry, chiding voice, but you’re too tit-drunk to care. You keep sucking like that good girl you are, feeling that crescendo rising again.
She pulls away, strings of your juices stuck to her jaw, whispering into your thigh.
“Cum, my love. Cum all over my lips.”
It’s not a hard order to follow. It takes only a few more laps at your sensitive center for you to convulse, thighs wrapping around her head like ear muffs. You spasms with her tits still in your mouth, lapping at them like a dog.
It’s Thera who finally pulls you away, a sweet, loving look on her face.
“Look at you, so good to me.”
She turns you over before snipping all your bindings, letting you fall against her human top. Your legs wrap around her hips, your arms around her shoulders.
“Shh, dearest. It’s alright. Rest now.”
You take her command to the heart, nuzzling into the crook of her neck and feeling yourself fade into unconsciousness.
“What a perfect girl you are, dearest.” She plants a soft kiss on your shoulder blade and massages the base of your skull. You fall asleep the deep lull in her voice, so happy to be trapped in her spider’s web.
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★ Incorrect quotes (but by me and my friends)
— mentions of death, overbloting, therapy ((since some people like to avoid it as if it'd kill you)), sebek hate 😵💫, and male reader
[Name]: if you got killed by a flying banana how would you feel
Idia: A WHAT
[Name]: a flying banana
Idia: well do i know its going to kill me
[Name]: so true
Idia: YES OR N
[Name]: i read thay wro.
[Name]: umm
[Name]: ur choice
Idia: well
Idia: if i know its goung to kill me id cry
Idia: however if i was caught by surprise id peobably question everyrhing in that moment
Idia: why did i get killed by a flying banana? how did i get killed by a flying banana? why was the banana flying? how did it have enough strength to kill me? was it destined for me to be killed by a flying banana??? who threw the banana????
Jade: Azul said he'd feel betrayed
Azul: Well.. I mean I got killed by a banana
Azul: Was it because I ate your family
Azul: My fault.
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[Name]: LILLA HOW TF U SURVVING ALL THESE HURRICANES AND RAINPOURS
[Name]: LAWD
lilla: lol
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Sliver: im sos eleph
[Name]: sleep
Sliver 5 hours later: are u a wizard.
Sliver: i fell asleep :(
[Name], not looking up from his paper: idk probably
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[Name]: im doing therapeutic exercises 😠
Riddle: thera what
[Name]: therapeutic
[Name]: therapy exercises
[Name] who's slowly being covered in blot: (i dont have a therapist)
Overblot [Name]: ((i just remember this))
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Azul: sounds like me tbh
[Name] grabbing a gun: we are too alike, one of us gotta die.
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[Name]: wishing i was drowninf in a lake rn.
Ruggie: emo ahh
[Name]: YOU.
[Name]: this is my 19th reason
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Cater to [Name]: My favorite pookie wookie pie with whipped cream and sprinkles and those wafer things i forgot what they were called but they're like sticks filled with chocolate idk <3
Yuu looking horrified: Are you tired
Yuu: Is this why you're saying this stuff
Cater: no
Cater: I am tired but this is just me being me!
Yuu: I should've known....
[Name]: My eyes are teary up.
[Name] with tears running down his face: I feel like I've been violated in the worst way possible.
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Floyd: Bro said "its fine i can do it" and his jose grew
[Name]: I was about to say "bro lied too much"...
[Name]: bird beak.
Floyd: BHWJAHAH
Floyd: bro got that crane beak 💔
[Name]: traffic cone!
Floyd: ong!
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Idia: fi udbprays tofay 🗣🔥⁉️
[Name]: did u pray today?!
Lilla: fi i ibuprofen fowhsay
Idia: IBUPROFEN????
[Name]: so true honestly
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[Name] reading a sign saying "marry me": .
Austin: If you say yes I'll feel happy
Belphie: I can't say die to a child....
Neige: You say die to me
Belphie: Die.
Neige: See what I mean.
Neige: This is why I put a bomb in one of your drawers and hadn't set it off yet.
Belphie: U PUT A BOMB IN ONE OF MY DR.
* Belphie and Austin are my rsa ocs ! Beauty and the beast & Sleeping Beauty :3
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Ortho holding a sign to [Name]: I think your pretty
Ace: u used the wrong your
Ortho: YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR DAD SHOULD'VE USED? A CONDOM.
Ace: WHAT.
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Idia: is this justin bebiber???
Idia: beiber
Idia: beiber
Idia: be]
Idia: yeah
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[Name] talking about Sebek: Hope he trips and cracks open like an egg.
Ace: HELP ME.
Yuu: same ong
[Name]: sunnyside up for breakfast guys!
Deuce trying not to laugh: SUNNYSIDE UP US CRAZY.
[Name]: I'M RE-PURPOSING HIM.
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some screenshots for context 😵💫.... n word slur usage btw
#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland#twst x reader#twst#twst incorrect quotes#incorrect quotes#cw death mention#twst x male reader#twisted wonderland x male reader#x male reader#x reader#🪐:MaxWrites.exe#🪐: MaxTalks.exe
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I am high on weed and NyQuil and yet am still awake because a bad cough and a fever and for some reason decided it was a good idea to read the AC Odyssey Novelization! Here are some random things that stuck out that I think you should know:
Kassandra’s hears Nikolaos’ lessons in her head throughout the book.
She also loves Phoibe so much but tries so hard to pretend she doesn’t because her mother told her that love is weakness when she was a kid.
Kassandra finds Ikaros as a hatchling taking shelter among the bones at the bottom of Mount Taygetos.
It’s mostly from Kassandra’s POV but there’s some other brief POVs too. The Cult POVs seem to exist pretty much make sure that the reader knows they’re like super fucking evil and Stentor’s few POVs are mostly to bitch about Kassandra.
In one of his less bitchy POVs it’s revealed that a Spartan soldier in Megaris tried to grab Kassandra and kiss her and she either full on broke or just badly bruised his jaw
Building off that sorta, the only person Kassandra even kisses is Alkibiades at the symposium, and mostly to get information.
Nikolaos’ fate is left ambiguous for a long time.
Someone mocks Barnabas’ storytelling in line to see the Oracle and Herodotos later sets the guards on him to provide a distraction so Kassandra can sneak back and talk with the Oracle more.
The Cultists are way less protective of their identities in Delphi and way more obvious with their plans to get rid of Deimos. Also, Kassandra kills a lot of them on accident.
Aspasia keeps Kassandra from drinking poisoned wine, courtesy of Hermippos, at the symposium and helps her escape Athens
Chrysis is killed by her own biological son, the priest Dolpos who helped Myrrine, in revenge for both taking his tongue and killing countless children over the years.
Kassandra and Brasidas’ super badass warehouse fight doesn’t happen. Instead they are discovered by the Monger and taken captive and rescued by two heterae prisoners after the Monger burns Kassandra’s legs with an iron poker.
Phoibe dies playing hide and seek with Kassandra as they escort Perikles to see the Parthenon one last time and Kassandra first realizes something is wrong because she can’t hear Phoibe’s giggles anymore 😭
The first time Kassandra cries after that night on Taygetos is when Phoibe dies.
Aspasia only fully decides to leave the cult after Perikles’ death.
Pausanias’ super secret cult nickname is the Red Eyed Lion and he is uncovered because of a wine stained map or letter or something and a ring seal of a lion and some other super circumstantial evidence.
When they return to Sparta, Barnabas and the crew somehow temporarily sink the Adrestia in a cove to keep from being spotted by Spartan scouts.
The Kos and Arkadia storylines don’t happen at all and the Olympics happen after Kassandra and Myrrine already got their house.
At one point, Kassandra refers to her new family as Myrrine, Barnabas, Herotodos, and Brasidas, which made my shipper heart happy. Then in that same paragraph she refers to Herodotos and Brasidas as something like proud uncles, so we’re pretending that doesn’t exist
Kassandra is imprisoned in Athens for months and like in the game, is “rescued” by Barnabas and Sokrates. Barnabas still has his shovel but Sokrates has a broom instead of a pitchfork.
Also, there’s a small subplot about the woman Barnabas has a fling with on Naxos and her husband who Herodotos met that visited Thera. He’s being tortured by the Cult when Kassandra is imprisoned in Athens and is brutally murdered when he refuses to tell them anything.
Kleon was 100% planing to kill Deimos at Amphipolis.
Brasidas basically dies telling Kassandra how happy he is to see her what the fuck???
A lot of the confrontation on Taygetos is the same as the good ending of the game, where Deimos tells Kassandra that he’s done terrible things. But he also tells her that he can’t change no matter how much he wants to while preparing to throw a knife at Myrrine so she kills him.
Nikolaos and Stentor watch Alexios’ funeral at a distance until Kassandra and Myrrine invite them to join them for dinner.
Kassandra doesn’t fight the Minotaur and Co. but is just given the staff by Pythagoras, who talks to her after his death through the pyramid.
Aspasia’s fate is somewhat left ambiguous in the end because Kassandra’s focused too much on the vision from the pyramid.
Overall, it read a little bit like a weird fanfic! I saw glimpses of the characters we love from the game but since the author cut out such big pieces of the plot and every side quest - which makes sense since it was a very short book - we didn’t get to see too much of them either. Except for Kassandra, who is a lot more no nonsense than I imagine her as. There’s no flirting or and very little joking, but I really liked her resourcefulness and unique fighting style. And her love for Phoibe and her family that shines like a beacon throughout the entire book, from the very beginner where her mother tells her it is unspartan to love. Of course, our lovely Kassandra is a lover and a fighter and that does not change no matter what ❤️
Hope this list helps some of my fellow lovely wonderful odyssey fic writers I love you all so much you beautiful souls 😘😘😘
#ac odyssey#ac odyssey novelization#Kassandra#kassandra of sparta#assassins creed odyssey#for lack of a better tag
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STORY STATUS - DAY 4
Kanaya found the first of many companions to come the night before at the first day of Skaia's Lost Heart Festival! Unfortunately, she has also met the first of many deaths.
After a frozen death ends off day 3, Kanaya awakens to find herself in the care of the mermaid beastmen Feferi and Eridan, recovering from her abrupt resurrection and attempting to make sense of their blasé demeanor! Is she really cut out for the dungeoning life...?
THE LOCATION
The Isle of Skaia, a little island known for it's Dungeon which, while relatively new, appears to draw adventurers from far and wide with a mysterious call...
First, the home of Feferi and Eridan, where the world's most expensive leisures are gathered between 4 scant walls near the outskirts of the village. Then, to the shops and alleys of Lo'Oat as day 2 of the Festival kicks off and more friends are made.
Lo'Oat appears to come from an old language, meaning "(Land of) Omens and Truth"
THE CAST
Kanaya Maryam, Sylph - A scholar from a Western kingdom ruled by the Queen of Elves. She has set sail to the island of Skaia to follow the trail left by a book penned by a mysterious author...
Feferi, Magic User - A beastman elf with a high affinity for magic and a deft hand at healing and resurrection! She is the likely culprit of who sang the half-foot steward off his ship some days prior, but she made sure to save him before anything terrible happened.
Eridan, ? - Kanaya did not pay any attention to this man the night before. A friend of Feferi's (?)
Mr. Egbert, Baker - A Tallman hailing from Skaia who owns a bakery in the little aboveground village of Lo'Oat. They say that ten years ago, he suffered the worst loss imaginable...
Porrim Maryam, Court Magician - A Court Magician in the Court of the Queen of Elves and Kanaya's elder sister. This is who Kanaya writes to the most about her adventures within the Dungeon.
R. L. Theras - The mysterious author of Learned Complacency: A Record of the Zoologically Dubious in Skaia Dungeon, Kanaya's favorite book and adventuring guide. Not much is known about the author other than that she disappeared about 10 years ago on the island of Skaia...
June Egbert, Adventurer - Missing.
ABOUT DUNGEONBENT
DungeonBent is a Homestuck AU created by @jojotier where Homestuck characters have been placed in the world of Dungeon Meshi! It mainly follows Kanaya, an elf scholar who hires the party of Karkat Vantas to escort her into the Dungeon on Skaia Island, where mysterious arcane writings of forbidden magic originate, all penned by a mysterious RL...
(This pinned is a living document, so be sure to check back periodically for upd8s!)
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[ @eightandonly from here (moving this one (again) as well since the editor is screwing up.)]
The Doctor smiled at her before he paused "OH before I forget...my name...its Theta" he said softly as he kissed the back of her hand. "Theta Sigma...." he blushed "Not many know my actual name so...please keep it between us" he begged looking at her nervously. "I will park the tardis and meet you there!" still embarrassed he rushed away.
He stepped inside the tardis and went to get dressed his face red "Why did I tell her that???!" he asked himself sighing "It really should not be a big deal and yet..." he looked at all the outfits he could wear. "What do I even wear on a date?" he asked the tardis who showed him a few options "Really? hmm...I guess..." he frowned trying them on.
"Theta." Thera echoed gently, rolling the sound as if trying it for size. "Not sure if it means anything, but we're only one letter apart!" It wasn't that much of a surprise to learn that he had another name - other than Professor Smith and the the Doctor - she'd had more than a few aliases over the years herself. It was flattering to be trusted with it, another piece of the kaleidoscope that had come at her since they'd met by the pendulum clock.
She set off on her own walk home, across the Park and a bit further, though it seemed less than usual thanks to the busyness of her thoughts. What were they doing? Was it the right thing? Where would this end up? And, most importantly, what the hell was she going to wear - ?
That last was both the easiest and most difficult, until she settled on a Little Black Dress with a twist. There was nothing like the classics, after all.
She nearly didn't recognise the Doctor when he arrived - and since he'd asked his name be kept between them she planned to keep calling him 'Doctor' in public - but then a smile spread over her face and she held out a hand. "My goodness! Don't you look handsome!"
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Witches Can Be Good | Supernatural x Scarlet Witch! Reader - Part 2
You all get a part 2 although it is short, but I wrote it anyway because it was requested by katelynn on Quotev and @cloudykoookie on Tumblr! Let me know if you want a part 3 (although I probably will skip the brothers reacting to the movies with Wanda in it because I feel like I’d be copying Thera’s idea too much. I will write how they felt after watching the movies though.)
Part 1 *~* Part 2 (You are here) *~* Part 3 *~* Part 4???
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Part 2: Wanda
Y/n frantically called the brothers as she came back to a room that was trashed and empty. Her heart beated as she saw Dean unconscious on the floor.
“Dean!” She shouted, trying to get him to wake up as she pushed his shoulder.
Dean groaned, “I’m good, sweetheart, still alive.”
“Where’s Sam?”
At that, Dean sat up with some help from Y/n, taking in the room.
“Son of a-” She heard Dean mumble before talking to her, “Damn ghost possessed Sam after he picked up a paper he found in the motel room. I didn’t realize until he straight up attacked me.”
“What was on the paper?”
“An ultrasound.”
Y/n’s heart dropped. She never got an ultrasound of Billy and Tommy. She could only understand that grieving ghost even more. Y/n too would have been attached to an ultrasound of her children.
“Witchy? Hey, sweetheart, you with me?”
Y/n snapped out of it, her eyes focusing on Dean who was now looking at her concerned.
“Sorry, sorry. Let’s- Let’s go save Sam.”
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Sam’s possessed body stood watching a park, his eyes silently watching the children play. From behind, Y/n approached him, Dean ready to take him down if needed hiding nearby.
“You must miss them.” Y/n stated softly, coming to stand next to the possessed Sam. She knew the ghost wouldn’t dare try anything or else the children would be scared away.
“What are you talking about?” Sam’s voice asked. Y/n gave a soft, reminiscent smile.
“I miss them too, my boys.”
With no response, Y/n took that as a sign to keep talking. “I had kids too Wanda.” Y/n internally sighed. The ghost had her old name, but this ghost wasn’t a version of her. No version of her would exist here since she went beyond the alternate universes and to a different multiverse, one outside of the of called, “MCU,” whatever that meant. She felt bad for this Wanda, to experience similar things she had gone through.
“Two twins, my Billy and Tommy, my two beautiful baby boys. I won’t tell you it gets better because that’s a lie. No one understands a mother’s pain, and I’m sorry your husband wasn’t as understanding. But let me tell you something someone once told me…”
Y/n took Sam’s hands, looking him in the eyes as both their eyes held tears.
“What is grief, if not love persevering?”
With that, the tears fell, and Sam’s hand shakily grabbed the ultrasound from his pocket and placed it in Y/n’s hands, gently closing Y/n’s hands around it before walking to the bench and sitting down, watching the children.
Quickly, Y/n set it on fire, letting the ghost finally reunite with her children and Sam return to control his body. Both brothers quietly approached Y/n who still had tears silently falling from her eyes.
“...let’s go home…” she whispered, walking past the brothers to the Impala.
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Back in the bunker, Dean was catching Sam up on everything he had missed while Y/n was in her room, collecting herself.
“She said she had kids, Sam! Twins!” Dean exclaimed, still a bit shocked that the person he lowkey kinda had a crush on had kids. But having kids meant there had to be someone else involved and Dean didn’t want to think about Y/n potentially already having a lover.
“What? Where are they? They shouldn’t be brought into the hunting life-”
“Had kids, Sam. Past tense.”
Sam paused, “Was it because she was a witch? Other hunters hunted down her family?”
At that question the room went silent, both brothers pondering on the question.
“She didn’t say how they died, but I’m not sure I want to ask- who are you!?” Dean stood up quickly, pointing his gun at the stranger entering the room. Sam followed with his own gun pointed at them.
“Oh I could tell you all about it, dears~” the woman grinned, “Oh, don’t be so tense. I’m Wanda’s good friend!”
“Who’s Wanda?” (A/n: I’ll do you all better, Why is Wanda?)
“Ah, so she changed her name… well! It’s obvious you two won’t give me a warm welcome so, here’s her housewarming gift! Or should I say universe-warming gift? I did find this in this universe, I bet she’d love it so much.” The woman set down a bag filled with DVD cases before giving them an eerie grin.
“Tell your dear witch that her favorite neighbour says hi~!” The strange woman made a quick escape, a purple light blinding the brothers causing them to shoot their guns. But once they opened their eyes, the woman was gone.
Glancing at each other, Sam made his way to the bag of DVDs, picking up the bag and setting it on the table, looking at them. The Avengers? But what do they have to do with Y/n? Footsteps came from the hallway and Y/n peeked in.
“Are you two okay? I heard gunshots.” Y/n asked worriedly, looking at both brothers.
“It’s all good witchy, Castiel just gave us a scare.” Dean distracted her, Sam carefully putting the DVDs back in the bag to hide them.
“Castiel was here? Ugh, next time he comes, tell him not to leave without saying bye to me first!” Y/n scoffed playfully, noticing Sam and the DVDs, but didn’t see the covers.
“Are you two planning to watch a movie?”
“Uh. Yeah, uh… Karate Kid…??” Sam picked out a random DVD, holding up the case. Y/n nodded approvingly.
“I love Jackie Chan movies. You’ll like that one. Might join you guys later, I’m gonna start making us some dinner.”
Y/n made her way to the kitchen and both Winchesters silently sighed in relief.
“I’ll bring them to my room.” Sam muttered to Dean, taking the bag and going to his room, but not before putting in Karate Kid so that they could actually watch the movie together.
They were keeping that strange woman and the DVDs a secret from Y/n for her protection, Dean justified in his head, resting back against the couch as he half-watched the movie and half-stuck in his own thoughts. Until they knew that the DVDs were safe to watch, they weren’t going to tell Y/n about it.
Dean didn’t like that strange woman. If keeping this a secret would keep Y/n safe, Dean would do it, and he knew Sam would too.
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#reader#x reader#reader insert#supernatural#loki#dr strange#wanda maximoff#wanda marvel#scarlet witch#marvel#the avengers#avenger reader#sam winchester#dean winchester#witches#witch#fanfic#fanfiction#scarlet witch reader#Witches Can Be Good
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Excavations at Thera
The destruction of Pompeii by the volcano Vesuvius has become synonymous with the nature disaster of volcanic eruptions. The eruption of Vesuvius, among the deadliest in history, was the first natural disaster of its kind to have a first-handwritten account and this documented event has persisted in the public consciousness for nearly two millennia. Yet, despite being the one of the most famous and the deadliest, the eruption of Vesuvius is far from the most destructive. That honor might well go to the eruption of Thera in the 16th or 17th century BCE.
Excavations conducted on this Cycladic Island (among the Aegean Islands), such as the ones recorded in Excavations at Thera a seven-volume set of reports written by by the noted Greek archaeologist Spyridon Marinatos and published by Archaiologikē Hetaireia en Athēnais between 1967-1971, showed that during the Minoan period (2000-1200 BCE) Thera once held an integral port city. Remains showed that though the city was flourishing, its inhabitants abandoned the island for reasons that would soon become apparent to the excavators. It didn’t take long for archaeologists to discover that Thera once held an oval shape, differing greatly to the crescent it is today. Further inspection revealed that several ancient structures were far underwater, pointing to the island collapsing in on itself after their construction. It wasn’t long before the pieces were put together, leading to the discovery that Thera once held an active volcano that erupted in the Minoan period, destroying the island in its entirety.
The collapse of the Minoan civilization has been a mystery that persists to this day, yet finding this once active volcano led many to draw lines of connection between the two events. The reports written by Professor Marinatos reference this theory as near fact when describing the history of the ancient civilization. Such a theory does make a good amount of sense as this eruption would have been much greater than that of Vesuvius with estimated effects reaching all the way to China with reports of a series of harsh winters. Yet as excavations on both the Cycladic Islands and Crete continued, the date for the eruption got pushed back as the fall of the Minoan civilization crept forward. Currently the most accurate date for the eruption of Thera is 1628 BCE with some room for error while the fall of the Minoans sits between 1200-1100 BCE.
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#Eruption of Thera#Thera#volcanoes#greek history#Minoan history#Cyclades#volcanic eruptions#Crete#Excavations at Thera#Spyridon Marinatos#archaeology#Greek archaeology#Archaiologikē Hetaireia en Athēnais#Archaeological Society at Athens#Classics#LauraJean
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frozen forever in the moments before their death in the endless city
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#man what even to tag here#creature design#artists on tumblr#setting: thera#oroboros#(it's metaphorical)#my patrons got to see me bashing my head against this WIP for weeks#MOTHS
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ahh me bugs... back into it
I wanted to get a proper handle on the legs (which is why the first pic is just Legs) and in particular the third leg, which very importantly can rotate to point in different directions, which is what allows our guys to stand upright or in a quadrupedal stance based on need. The first pair of legs don't really bear weight, they're mainly used for manipulating objects and as a built-in comb to keep all those scales in order. The head attaches right at the back and there's actually a lot of clearance between head and body (a relatively long neck) that is hidden by the contour scales.
Mouthparts are very reduced in size and strength and don't really do much because they primarily drink liquids through the proboscis. This includes blood and haemolymph, yes they are vampires.
Having embraced the coward's cop-out of a human-like face on an insect that has absolutely no business evolving to look that way, I decided to go in on it and make it kinda cute, because i've always loved the contrast of a cutesy face on an insectile or strongly inhuman body, and I wanted to explore how relations between these guys and humankind might be altered by a sort of false friend effect; similar to a human misreading a chimp smile as happiness and not aggression, they would easily be lulled into a false sense of security by a big bug with a permanent :3 face.
In actual fact, Megasphinx bilineatus (the main character species) tend to live violently solitary lives to a degree which is unimaginable for a human or any communal species. Mankind had already built a tentative working relationship with large colony insects (Hymenopterans mainly) and could understand, to a certain extent, their lives. When the first big sphinx moth crossed the dimensional barrier, that understanding swiftly crumbled and the moths almost caused an interdimensional breakdown of relations because they were so fucking rude, making the poor ambassador's job MUCH harder than before (and she already knew she was balancing her world's survival on her shoulders, and had struggled so hard to gain human trust in the face of their natural disgust responses to Big Bug)
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This might be the most transfemme thing I've ever done...
Portmaster is so cool! Let me know if anyone wants help setting this up on one of these devices. Supposedly it's confirmed to run on the following devices running the following OSs:
Anbernic RG552 (AmberELEC, JELOS)
Anbernic RG503 (JELOS, ArkOS, TheRA) *when available
Anbernic RG351P (AmberELEC, JELOS, ArkOS wuMMLe fork)
Anbernic RG351M (AmberELEC, JELOS, ArkOS wuMMLe fork)
Anbernic RG351V (ArkOS, TheRA, AmberELEC, JELOS)
Anbernic RG351MP (ArkOS, TheRA, AmberELEC, JELOS)
PowKiddy RGB10 (ArkOS)
GameForce Chi (ArkOS)
RK2020 (ArkOS)
ODROID Go Advance (ArkOS)
ODROID Go Super (The RetroArena, RetroOZ)
PowKiddy RGB10 Max (The Retro Arena, RetroOZ)
I’m running UnofficialOS on an Anbernic RG353PS for what it’s worth, so this list isn’t entirely accurate.
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2 HEADS | Female [Aphrodite?], Male [portrait]:
Both from Thera [Santorini, Cyclades], Marble
Female : Roman-Hellenistic Period, ca 1-2 BC [?]
Male : 2 AD.
[Loan from] Archaeological Museum of Thera | AMT
Exhibited [06|23] in Baths of Diocletian, Museo Nazionale Romano
"The Instant and Eternity, Between us and the ancients" exhibition
• Web : https://museonazionaleromano.beniculturali.it/en/baths-of-diocletian
• IG : @museonazionaleromano
AMT BOD | Michael Svetbird phs©msp | 18|06|23 6200X4100 600
The photographed object is the collection item of AMT and subject to copyrights.
[non commercial use | sorry for the watermarks]
📸 Part of the "HEADS.Sculpture" MSP Online Photo-gallery:
👉 D-ART:
https://www.deviantart.com/svetbird1234/gallery/78520831/heads-sculpture
👉 FB Album:
https://www.facebook.com/media/set?set=a.1400262423675664&type=3
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#thera#fira#cyclades#archaeologicalmuseum#rome#bathsofdiocletian#termedidiocleziano#museonazionaleromano#greece#hellenic#roman#sculpture#ancient sculpture#ancient art#head#heads#antiquity#ancient#archaeology#archeologia#heritage#museology#mythology#art history#antiquities#photo gallery#archaeologyphotography#sculpturephotography#museumphotography#michaelsvetbird
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wip intro ; operation get it right
about...
genre •/ fantasy, supernatural
setting •/ the world of erapiae, starting in the year amber 98.
overall goal •/ undetermined, ongoing series of short multi-chaptered stories, to be posted on ao3 as written.
narrative •/ third person, alternating pov, present tense. past tense will be used in flashbacks.
target age range •/ 18+
themes/tropes •/ found family, memory, healing, revictimization, breaking cycles, doing what you need to instead of what you want to, dreams and nightmares, childhood and what it means to not have had one, grief/mourning, learning who you are for the first time, making peace with unhappy endings, all kinds of love, platonic soulmates.
content warnings •/ depictions of trauma and mental illness, past child abuse, self harm, suicidal ideation/behavior, violence, manipulation, sexual assault, past dehumanization, suggestive content.
taglist (ask to be added/removed) •/ none yet!
the story...
• centers around a group of six amateur Selhuni; mystics who lead spirits to rest and who tame rogue automatons (excess magick that has gained sentience).
• this group is known as the Lator Amores Selhun.
• as these Selhuni conquer more and more supernatural cases, they begin to encounter more and more mirror images that force them to face their own traumas.
• they are left with two choices; get it right or be crushed under the weight of everything they've experienced.
the lator amores + co ...
• lyssa saulsbury (she/her): a 22-year-old human and dreamwalker. co-founder of the lator amores selhun. brave, assertive, and protective, the role of leader tends to fall naturally to lyssa.
• stitches (they/them): a 23-year-old mimic. co-founder of the lator amores selhun, and the only member to be legally recognized as a selhuni. quiet, stoic, and highly observant, stitches is resolutely devoted to all they care for.
• zellia denia (she/her): a 23-year-old human and a soulsinger. a clever wordsmith with a devil-may-care attitude, zellia's reckless and careless behavior masks a wealth of insecurity.
• faeldil (she/her): a 22-year-old adynamos, descended from an eclectic collection of naga, nymphs, and faeries. though undeniably kind and sweet, faeldil has a clear-headed bluntness and firmness about her that makes her hard to step on.
• silver verniron (he/him): a 22-year-old human with a deep connection to the spirit world. despite his best attempts to remain aloof and cold-hearted, silver cares very much and feels very deeply.
• piggy (she/her): a 19-year-old human and an untamable. though she is unabashedly empathetic and enthusiastic, piggy is far more easily frightened than one might expect - and has not yet been given many chances to mature.
• blaire hawthorne (she/her): a 27-year-old human. a respected occult/supernatural journalist who takes a special interest in the lator amores after some... odd encounters.
• thera gyrhuia (she/her): a 22-year-old human. an aggressive brawler and a self-conscious poet. silver's girlfriend.
• bonesaw mintzdotre (she/her): a 24-year-old human. edgy, tough, and somewhat antisocial. a once-friend of silver.
• vendetta (he/him): the corrupt who is currently inhabiting a corner of silver's mind.
• the girl (she/her): possibly a figment of lyssa's imagination.
• elias seyixes (he/him): a demon. don't worry about him right now.
• snicket (he/him): an annoying, conceited ghost who is, unfortunately, just as knowledgeable as he gives himself credit for.
• teddy longview (he/him): a 7-year-old boy that warrants a sign reading "don't speak to strange children" in his neck of the woods.
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