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memekais · 4 months

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epic the musical sentence starters. the ocean saga. feel free to change pronouns as needed!

storm

these waves and tides have grown in strength and size.

is it nature or divine or a blessing in disguise?

our home's in sight.

this storm's our final fight.

brace for a storm!

with home so close, we must keep pushing forward.

head towards the island but avoid the crashing waves.

tread where the tide is flat and then you will be saved.

have them follow my ship, i'll ensure that we prevail!

we're taking too much damage to survive.

at this rate, we won't make it out alive.

grab the harpoons, as many as you can find!

we're gonna shoot for the sky!

everyone grab a harpoon and aim it high!

we're shooting for the island in the sky!

luck runs out

please don't tell me you're about to do what i think you'll do.

you've heard the legends of the island in the sky, this proves they're true.

i'm gonna climb to the top and ask 'em for a hand.

you could be caught off guard and lose your life or piss off this god and infuse us with strife.

don't forget how dangerous the gods are.

have faith, friend, we've come this far.

how much longer till your luck runs out?

how much longer till the show goes south?

how much longer till we all fall down?

you rely on wit, and people die on it...

i still believe in goodness, i still believe that we could be kind.

lead from the heart and see what starts.

what will we do when it tears us apart?

i just don't wanna see another life end.

you're like the brother i could never do without.

suddenly you doubt that i could figure this out?

how much longer till your great days cease?

how much longer till your strength takes leave?

thank you for the concern but brother I can assure you our journey is almost done.

i understand that we're tired, i understand that we're fazed but don't forget how much we've already faced.

if you'd like to speak more, let me pull you aside then i need to talk to you in private.

i can't have you planting seeds of doubt, i can't have you disagreeing each route...

i need you to always be devout and comply with this or we'll all die in this, okay?

keep your friends close

our path to home is blocked by an impenetrable storm.

i ask for your assistance so we at last can go the distance.

i am the wind, twisting and turning, i give the fire enough to stay burning!

if you win, you will get what you're yearning.

take a look right here at this bag, it has the winds of the storm all trapped.

sounds too easy, what's the catch?

keep your friends close and your enemies closer.

never really know who you can trust.

sometimes killing is a must.

the end always justifies the means; friends turn into foes in rivalries.

we cannot let the treasure rumour fly.

now they wanna get the bag open so they can have closure.

sometimes sneaking is a must

for nine days, i've stayed wide awake.

i can't wait to make some new memories.

time for me to be the father i never was.

why are my eyes and my heart and my soul so heavy?

i keep on tried to embraced you both. why won't you let me?

we can save whatever wind we have to use another day, come on!

[NAME].... do you know who i am?

ruthlessness

in all my years of living, it isn't very often that i get pissed off.

i try to chill with the waves but damn, you crossed the line.

i've been so gracious and yet, you hurt the son of mine.

i'm left without a choice and without a doubt!

guess the pack of wolves is swimming with the shark now!

i've gotta make you bleed, i need to see you drown but before you go, I need to make you learn...

ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves!

you are the worst kind of good 'cause you're not even great!

a greek who reeks of false righteousness, that's what I hate!

you fight to save lives but won't kill and don't get the job done...

you are far too nice - mercy has a price!

it's the final crack we're about to break the ice now!

unlike you i've got no mercy left to give.

now it is finally time to say goodbye. today, you die unless, of course, you apologize...

we meant no harm, we only hurt him to disarm him!

we took no pleasure in his pain, we only wanted to escape!

the line between naïveté and hopefulness is almost invisible.

so, close your heart the world is dark, and ruthlessness is mercy.

i am your darkest moment... the monster that always draws near.

any last words?

#rp meme #rp prompts #rp sentence meme #rp sentence prompts #rp sentence starters #ask meme #prompts #sentence starters #meme

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rrain-writes · 4 months

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Kass started playing on his accordion. Everyone seemed to recognise the song almost straight away except for 8 of the goddesses heroes, most assuming it was written after their time. Turns out, they were right.

If you want to know what song they are singing, it’s called ‘fallen’ from a fan-made breath of the wild musical called ‘songs from the wild’. I highly recommend all Loz fans to check it out!

“Welcome to Rito Village!” Wild declared proudly, arms spread wide. He gave the others a minute to take it all in, most gazes drawn to the giant bird perched at the top of the village, before bounding up the steps.

The others followed him up the winding platforms around the village, and he quickly payed for beds at the inn for tonight, (they would have to double up to fit) then the group followed him to a platform which stretched out into the open sky.

A rito with blue feathers sat on the edge surrounding by a group of younger rito girls.

“Kass!” Wild cheered.

The rito turned at the noise, smiling as soon as they recognised Wild.

“Link! It’s good to see you!”

The younger rito all ran over, bouncing and demanding hugs.

“Link! Link!” They chirped.

Wild turned back to his brothers.

“This is Kass.” He introduced. “And these are his daughters, Kheel, Notts, Kotts, Cree, and Genli.”

“You and your friends should come here tonight, Link.” Kass said to Wild.

“Yeah!” His daughters cheered.

“We’ll be performing with Papa!” The rito with purple feathers, Kheel, said excitedly.

Wild laughed. “Ok then, we’ll have to see you then.”

That night, the rito and the chain gathered at Revali’s landing to watch Kass and his daughters perform.

“Link!” Cree, the oldest of the daughters hurried over to them, quickly followed my her sisters. “We want you to choose the song!”

Wild raised his eyebrows. “Me?” He replied, laughing.

When the rito girls all nodded determinedly, he paused to think. His gaze travelled over his brothers, before he smiled and whispered something to Cree.

They ran back over to their father, telling him Wild’s song choice.

Wild, the little shit, grinned at them with a knowing look.

“So a long time ago, when our people rode high, and we lived with the goddess way up in the sky-“ Cree sang.

��Well, even back then,” Kheel joined in. “When an evil arose, every instance was thwarted by Hylia’s heroes.”

“And there was a sword,” Notts chirped. “Which shone like the sun, and one slumbered for seven long years but, when done-“

Kotts began to sing the next part. “The hero would use it to vanquish each foe! Or, at least that’s how I heard those stories all gooo.”

Wind grabbed Wilds arm. “They wrote songs about us?!” He exclaimed, eyes shining.

“Just wait for your part.” Wild laughed.

Wind gasped. “I have a part?!”

Wild nodded, smiling, then put a finger to his lips.

The sisters all sang as one. “Hylia, answer our call.”

Then it was Kass’ turn. “As long as our kingdom has prospered and thrived.”

“Hup!”

“There’s always been times when we’ve scarcely survived,”

“Hup!”

“But the goddess, she sends us a gift from on high: A hero, a princess-“

The family all sang: “A power diviiiine.”

“The stories all tell of a hero, that comes to the call of the wild. We wish someone knew if those stories are true, but the fun is in waiting around.”

The chain were all smiling and elbowing each other.

“So we sing of their triumphs and all that’s beside them, as we hear our destinies calling, and we… we remember the fallen.”

“Does anyone else have a story to tell?” Kass asked.

“Oh, I’ve got one!” Genli chirped, before starting to sing. “There once was a hero who fought with the dark.”

“And returned light to Hy-rule.” Her sisters sang.

“Ooh!” Notts exclaimed. “And he sailed the oceans with dolphins and sharks!”

“And the seas drained and life moved on..” The rito chorused.

Kree sang next. “He washed up on an island, then he shrunk down in size.”

“So we sing of these heroes, courageous and wise, and we pray that one will come to ensure our own evil’s demise.”

5 little rito then ran to Wild, asking him to sing with them. He shook his head, but own can only resist the young girls’ begging and Wind and Legends calls of ‘cuckoo!’ for so long.

He looked nervous in front of the crowd, but he quickly grew in confidence.

“The stories all tell of a hero, that comes to the call of the wild.” He sang. “We wish someone knew if those stories are true, but the fun is in waiting around.”

Wild grinned as he began to dance with Kass’ daughters, all of him joining his voice with their own.

“So we sing of their fables, and through every tale, we can feel all our worries are stalling.”

Wild looked over at his brothers, who were all cheering him on.

“As we… we remember the fallen.”

#Legend of zelda #linked universe #fan fiction #four #hyrule #legend #lu #sky #time #twilight #wind #Warriors #wild #kass #Notts #kotts #Genli #kree #kheel #songs from the wild #fallen #rito

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abarbaricyalp · 8 months

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Written for the @sambuckylibrary summer bingo prompt: Beach Day! Had to get one more in under the deadline.

Rated T, gets a little suggestive at the end

Okay so ages ago @katatonicimpression posted about Sam getting a Captain America 'suit' from Namor that was actually a speedo and well... (Funnily enough, I had not seen the original tags on the post until I was done with this story. I agree: Bucky would be fuming)

Namor's characterization in this kind of melds the MCU with the comics, since we didn't really get to see a lighter side of him in BP:WF. ("Or you could just wear a suit" joke line, my beloved)

(Sea) Star Spangled

Bucky had brought this upon himself.

He didn't usually like to take responsibility for things that had even a slightly contested origin. He thought he'd had plenty of shit laid at this feet egregiously, so, no Sam, it was not his fault there was only a swallow of milk left in the jug in the fridge.

But this one... This was his fault.

("You're welcome, self," he also thought.)

Here's the thing. He knew Shuri had told him about another actor, another nation, another hero who dealt with Vibranium. But, to be fair to himself, things had been pretty hectic for the both of them at the time and she'd said this guy lived under the ocean, so he really wasn't Bucky's priority. And, in this brave new world of "supervillain" teammups and consequent subterfuge, Bucky hadn't thought about the fish guy, merman, aquaman person since that brief mention.

By the time mermaid Barbie did catch up to him, Bucky had been at this game long enough to be practically working for Shuri instead of de Fontaine. She and he had worked out a nearly flawless repertoire of information sharing without getting caught and Bucky was pretty sure his new bosses were none the wiser. It had been Shuri who'd told him about an odd deposit of vibranium in the shallows and sandbars of a remote beach island.

Bucky had been investigating that lead when he met the submariner for the first time.

So, hey, maybe he could actually blame this all on Shuri.

It had been harder to convince Namor that he was a friend, not a foe. The alliance between the Atlantean and Shuri was evidently not as steadfast as Shuri had led Bucky to believe those weeks ago. Namor was intense and smarter than most people Bucky had been dealing with recently. (Shuri obviously excluded) He nettled and prodded at Bucky and his story for hours. Sharks literally started to circle at one point and Bucky had to let the Atlantean know that his threat was received perfectly clearly.

When all was said and done, when Namor was reluctantly on board with the plan though not any happier about it, when Bucky's research vessel was so thoroughly destroyed he didn't even bother trying to fish pieces out of the water, Namor took him to shore and asked who should be contacted.

Bucky had said the first name that came to mind.

Hours later, when the sun had scorched Bucky's chest, shoulders, and face, Sam appeared on a boat. Because of course he knew how to drive a boat. Bucky knew that and yet his heart still tripped over itself in his chest to see him looking like some dashing privateer. A privateer in board shorts at any rate.

Sam read people better than Bucky did. Bucky was great at threat assessment, but that was usually as far as his skills went. (Barring his ability to get free sweet tea from his favorite waitress) Sam knew how to work any angle on any person. He knew to show up dressed down instead of in his full Cap gear. He knew to cut the engine well before the rudders could damage the shoreline kelp life. He knew to approach Bucky and Namor with a somber but not cowed cadence to his steps.

Steve told a story constantly about the first time Sam met T'Challa. About his nigh on irreverence and familiarity. Bucky could see him assessing now if that kind of banter would work. In the end, he went for the safer route, turning his attention to Bucky and narrowing his eyes. "What did you do?" he asked.

Bucky wouldn't say Sam and Namor got on easily. Namor was not as quickly swayed by Sam's pervasive charm and ready smile and moral dignity. But the half-snarl curl of his lip had disappeared and the tension in his shoulders ebbed the longer he and Sam talked. Sam was good at this, winning people over long enough to rectify a situation and get back out of it.

And he did get Bucky out of it. Bucky got an earful on the ride back to some place with a plane, but it was worth it once he got into the cabin and out of the sun.

The next time it happened, Sam showed up in his Captain America uniform, and Bucky felt vaguely betrayed that Sam had been doing real Captain America things without him. The conversation between Namor and Sam flowed more easily as Bucky's shoulders continued to sunburn.

The THIRD time was not Bucky's fault. In fact, Bucky found Sam and Namor already in the midst of a fight that they had started in the shallows off an uninhabited island. Surprisingly, Bucky's new bosses weren't involved, so Bucky had no idea what was going on, but people were throwing spears at Sam and that was unacceptable.

The fight didn't last much longer after Bucky joined. Sam and Namor had had it mostly under control before he showed up, so the extra brute force only helped. The combatants disappeared into the water exactly like the sea monsters of his childhood stories.

"What are you doing here?" Bucky asked Sam so he didn't have to think about what else lurked in the water. He did follow Sam out of the shallows quickly though.

"Your friend picked up your bad habits," Sam answered in a half-teasing, half-stressed kind of way. He wiped his face free of salt water.

Namor scowled at him. Bucky wondered if his own scowls were that unconvincing. It was kind of impossible to actually get angry at Sam. "He is not my friend and I did not call you for help. You stopped yourself."

Sam shrugged. "You looked like you were losing."

"I do not lose!" Namor insisted again.

"Well, hey, next time you aren't losing and don't need help, you know how to reach me," Sam said with a grin. And then, to Bucky, he added, "We share seagulls!" A phrase Bucky completely did not understand.

The next time Namor showed up, Bucky hadn't even bothered him. He and Sam had detoured away from their return home from a mission because they were flying over Nassau and neither of them were passing up the opportunity for a beach vacation. The first two days had been flawless. But that night, tangled together on a high sandbar during low tide, a sudden wave, tall enough and dense enough to blot out the moonlight, crashed over them and left fish and kelp and so much salt water in its wake. It practically flooded the sandbar out and left bits and pieces of their uniforms floating in the water.

"I can see you!" Namor called from somewhere far away, or maybe right under the water. Bucky could never tell. "Go elsewhere!"

And yet. AND YET. They were here now.

Maybe he could actually blame Namor. Thinking about it again, he could definitely blame Namor. Bucky had only accidentally introduced him and Sam. Namor had done this.

"It looks pretty good right?" Sam laughed, smoothing a hand down his perfect body that Bucky should really be napping against right now instead of suffering in the middle of the ocean. How was he actually glistening? He wasn't even wet. What was this golden glow? There was cloud coverage.

It was about the only coverage on this boat.

For an ocean where a battle had just raged with too many combatants and interests at play for Bucky to keep straight, the sea was calm, the sun warm, the bird call familiar. It could almost be any other day on the boat. Except for the blood growing tacky in Bucky's hair and the bruise sprawling down Sam's shoulder and back. He needed to get an ice pack on it.

Actually, he needed to put a shirt over it.

"It is made of the same fibers as all of our warriors' clothing," Namor explained about the "outfit" Sam had quickly changed into. "Yours and mine are the same." And he looked entirely too smug as his gaze flicked to Bucky momentarily.

Despite joking about it, Bucky knew Namor didn't actually wear a speedo. It was shorts and he had fantastic thighs that would make any clothing look smaller. Those shorts--battle garments, his ass--were even smaller on Sam. They were practically molded to his ass. There was almost nothing down the back of his thighs. They were fighting for their life to cover his ass and stay around his hips at the same time. They were a dark navy with subtle, darker striping around one leg, not that anyone could tell because they were so damn short.

"If you're going to spend so much time on the water, you should be equipped to do so. No, Barnes?" Namor looked at him again and was definitely smirking. Suddenly Bucky preferred the scowl.

"Sam flies," he ground out.

"Yes. He's very impressive," Namor agreed. "And then he rescues you from the water all of the time."

Bucky ground his teeth together even harder.

"I know you have many suits for many different reasons. I just wanted to offer a gift of my own," Namor continued. "Talokan is grateful for your help and friendship." He reached out and clasped their forearms together.

Bucky seethed.

This was not a suit. This was obscene. There was a star right over the crotch, for God's sake. (Okay, slightly left of the crotch, whatever) Namor didn't even buy into nationalism. He hated it. It had been a huge point of contention until Sam had explained to him his own struggles with representing a country or ideal that outright rejected him over and over. If anything, this should just be navy. Plain. And longer, dammit. Bucky's brain was going to overheat. He needed to look away from that damn star.

"I appreciate it, K'uk'ulan," Sam said earnestly, like he wasn't standing around looking like a soft core poster. He bowed his head a little and held a hand over his heart. God, Bucky wanted to eat him.

Then Sam kicked his ankle and Bucky turned his irritation towards him. It wasn't enough to make him want to eat Sam any less, but it eased some of the burning need in his chest. Sam subtly tried to nod towards Namor, eyes wide and imploring.

With a sigh that gathered up all of Bucky's willpower, he turned to Namor and tried to ease the scowl on his face. "We will always help Talokan and the Talokanil," he said, and surprised himself with the honesty in his voice. He did really like Namor's home and his people. What of it he had come to see and understand. "I would rather help them than whichever evil bastards are trying to pull the reins up here."

The flash of gratitude over Namor's face was only that--a flash, but Bucky saw it and he tucked that information away. But it was too quickly replaced by a grin. "Then you agree. It is good that the captain now has appropriate dress."

The scowl got deeper by three fold and Namor's grin only turned more gleeful. And, oh. Namor hadn't put Sam in a speedo to leer at him himself. He'd done it to tease Bucky. The asshole.

"We should get Bucky one," Sam joked.

Bucky and Namor pulled twin grimaces, which made, Sam laugh and laugh.

"We need to head out," Bucky said to Sam. "We'll have a better chance of holding off alphabet agencies and suits if we're not right on top of the fight.

Sam frowned, tipped his face up to the sunlight because he was genuinely some kind of sun god and needed the replenishment as far as Bucky was concerned, and then sighed. "You're right," he agreed. "One day, we'll have to meet under better circumstances," he said to Namor. He offered his hand out to the not-merman and they did that gladiator hold thing again. Namor clapped a hand on Sam's uninjured shoulder.

"Yes, I agree. Alas, we both have people to protect and our enemies are becoming bolder. It doesn't leave much time for socializing."

Sam nodded his understanding and then hoisted his wing pack onto his back. He should really put on a shirt before using it, Bucky thought. And pants. "Come on, grumpycakes," he said to Bucky and offered out the harness they had developed together for exactly these kind of low stakes, short hops.

Sam gave Namor a lazy kind of salute and Bucky managed a cordial nod. Namor only offered another smirk and even a thumbs up. He was truly nothing like Bucky had anticipated.

Sam dropped them on the far side of the nearest island. They would have to await extraction--maybe island hop a few more miles away--but there was no rush. They hadn't called for help yet.

Bucky considered the fine white sand of the beach. It was soft and warm, verging on hot. He could lay Sam out right here and get those shorts off. But he remembered trying to untangle kelp from his hair, and discarded the thought. Instead, he walked Sam back into the tropical foliage several meters away and then sank to his knees without a word.

Sam's fingers fell to his hair, head dropping back to the tree behind him. Which was a shame because Bucky liked Sam's eyes on him. Liked to be able to look up and catch his gaze, see exactly what Bucky was doing to him based on the sparkle in his eye.

"Yeah," Sam agreed to their silent understanding in a breathy sigh. "We definitely have to get you some of these shorts too."

#sambucky #bucky barnes #sam wilson #namor #captain america #sambucky fanfic #the falcon and the winter soldier #writing #sbsummer2023

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ashleybenlove · 8 months

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"That unsounded ocean you gasp in, is Life; those sharks, your foes; those spades, your friends; and what between sharks and spades you are in a sad pickle and peril, poor lad."

Wow! They're using the term pickle in that meaning in 1851. Neat!

I wonder if they have any pickles aboard.

#ashleybenlove posts #Whale Weekly #Moby-Dick

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delshark · 1 year

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California Magic: Tales from Curiah City

🌴🌆🌴

A cartoony graphic novel following a group of friends and found family as they fight with and against monsters, the mob, and each other.

LGBTQIA+

Adult language and situations, occasional graphic violence.

Story Two was just finished last month, so now's a great time to start reading!

We've got bros being bros, bros being foes, foes being bros, shark barista, trans wizard (cause fuck you JKR lmao), true love, dad jokes

Link list on the main site below:

https://www.curiah.city/

#webcomic day #comics #graphic novels #ace artist #trans artist #original series #original characters #lgbtqia

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inspirationalucky · 2 days

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🦈 EPIC: The Musical: Act One, The Storm Saga sentence starters. Going by the exact lyrics except for a few lines here and there, but definitely go ahead and change things to fit your muse's situation<3

Storm

"Is it nature or divine or a blessing in disguise?"

"This storm's our final fight."

"There's no time to die."

"Brace for a storm, the likes of which we've never seen before."

"With home so close, we must keep pushing forward!"

"Have them follow my ship, I'll ensure that we prevail."

"We're taking too much damage to survive!"

"We'll beat this storm!"

"What do you have in mind?"

"We're gonna shoot for the sky."

Luck Runs Out

"Please don't tell me you're about to do what I think you'll do."

"You've heard the legends, this proves they're true!"

"I'm gonna climb to the top and ask 'em for a hand."

"You could be caught off guard and lose your life."

"Don't forget how dangerous the gods are!"

"Have faith, friend, we've come this far!"

"How much longer 'til your luck runs out?"

"You rely on wit, and people die on it."

"I still believe in goodness. I still believe that we could be kind."

"What will we do when it tears us apart?"

"Where is this coming from?"

"I just don't wanna see another life end."

"And suddenly, you doubt that I could figure this out?"

"How much longer 'til your great days cease?"

"How much longer 'til your strength takes leave?"

"I understand that we're tired, I understand that we're fazed, but don't forget how much we've already faced."

"I took 600 men to war and not one of them died there, in case you needed a reminder."

"If you'd like to speak more, let me pull you aside then. I need to talk to you in private."

"I can't have you planting seeds of doubt."

"I need you to always be devout and comply with this or we'll all die in this. Okay?"

Keep Your Friends Close

"Out path to home is blocked by an impenetrable storm."

"Let's play a game!"

"And if you win, you will get what you're yearning."

"All you gotta do is not open this bag."

"Sounds too easy. What's the catch?"

"Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, never really know who you can trust."

"Sometimes killing is a must."

"'Cause the end always justifies the means."

"Friends turn to foes in rivalries."

"I can't wait to make some new memories."

"Time for me to be the father I never was."

"Why are my eyes and my heart and my soul so heavy?"

"I keep on trying to embrace you both, why won't you let me?"

"So much has changed but I'm the same."

"If I had to guess? You're headed for the Land of the Giants."

"ODYSSEUS OF ITHACA! Do you know who I am?"

Ruthlessness

"In all my years of living it isn't very often that I get pissed off."

"I try to chill with the waves but damn, you've crossed the line."

"I've been so gracious and yet, you hurt this son of mine!"

"I'm left without a choice and without a doubt."

"Guess the pack of wolves is swimming with the shark now!"

"I've gotta make you bleed, I need to see you drown."

"But before you go, I need to make you learn how ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves."

"You are the worst kind of good 'cause you're not even great."

"A Greek who reeks of false righteousness, that's what I hate!"

"You fight to save lives, but won't kill and don't get the job done."

"I mean, you totally could've avoided all this had you just killed my son. But no!"

"You are far too nice, mercy has a price!"

"You reveal your name, then you let him live?"

"Unlike you I've got no mercy left to give."

"Today you die. Unless, of course, you apologize."

"We took no pleasure in his pain, we only wanted to escape."

"The line between naïveté and hopefulness is almost invisible."

"Close your heart, the world is dark, and ruthlessness is mercy."

"Forty-three left under your command."

"I am your darkest moment, the monster that always draws near."

"Any last words?"

"Remember me."

#rp sentence starters #rp sentence meme #rp sentence prompts #roleplay sentence starters #rp starter #rp starter meme #roleplay meme #rp meme #epic the musical #epic the ocean saga #i've had these SITTING just waiting for today but im going over them first lmao BEAR WITH ME #circe and underworld are next #imma do one that's just 'arc two so far' for funsies

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besttropeveershowdown · 6 months

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The Best Trope Ever Showdown: Round 1, Side B

Sleight of Tongue

No propaganda was submitted.

Enemy Mine

No propaganda was submitted.

#the best trope tournament #polls #sleight of tongue #enemy mine

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sharks-are-friends-not-foes · 7 months

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🦈 Daily Shark Fact: 🦈

Silky Shark skin has more densely packed denticles than most other sharks, giving them a more silky-smooth appearance and texture.

They have a particularly good sense of hearing, which they use alongside their other senses to track down large aggregations of feeding tuna. If there’s lots of noise, there’s usually lots of fish to eat.

(I've had the opportunity to touch one before and it truly feels so 'soft')

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juliethefinalgirl · 2 months

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❛ i’m every nightmare you ever had.'

sissy circles the brunette in the cold room of family house with an unsettling smile on her face . is she friend or foe ?

A bone shard remains stiffly gripped between Julie's dirty fingers, her vision blotted with dark spots--a chilling reminder from her exhausted body.

Julie can still feel dried blood and grime packed taut under her blunt nails. From scrambling around and nearly getting killed in every corner, Julie felt that her luck was going to run out eventually. In that moment, the brunette was the bleeding seal...surrounded by a grinning shark. Smile deceivingly sweet, obscuring intentions Julie failed to decode. But she needed to be strong--Julie needed to hold herself together for the others, for herself. "My only nightmare..." she begins while raising the scrap of bone up, sweat rolling off her chin, "...are tacky shoes and spiders. I'm not scared of you." What did she wanted? Why hasn't she pounced yet?

#tcm #JulieTLKs

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totally-ikea · 1 month

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Uhhh there is a new issue and it is that @apple-unofficial is trying to kill me. I know that you are already busy with the war put @apple-unofficial is already against you so can you please help?

—@truly-jcjenson

RAHHH BRING ME APPLE AND I WILL SEND MY SHARK ARMY AT THEM!!! A FOE OF MY FRIEND IS A FOE OF MINE!

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fala-alfredo-pasta · 3 months

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Just imagine the in-universe forums for who the winner of the "Nagitobowl" will be.

"It's SO obviously Komamiki. The two just have so much in common."

"Nagito's not into girls, lol."

"He has gone on the record in interviews as being pan!"

"Oh please. They put him in an awkward on-the-spot situation. All he said was he admires the hope in people, regardless of gender."

"Sounded pretty fucking pan to me, dude. And we all saw the look on his face when she fell over in that position..."

"Nah. Soumaeda all the way! Our boy REALLY likes to hang around him a lot."

"He's just excited to have guy pals for once. Anyway, Kazuichi isn't into dudes."

"Shark boy is in denial!"

"Seriously guys? This matter was settled ages ago. We all heard that cry he let out* when Chiaki died."

"Our boy can't stay stuck in the past."

"Fuck off. They'll be reunited one day. Komanami 4ever!"

"If there was any of the deceased classmates he had something going on with, it would have been Fuyuhiko. RIP Short King."

"I dunno. That day when Nekomaru cheered Nagito up by helping build up his strength in the gym was pretty wholesome."

"If you ask me, I think there was potential for something with Imposter. When the two opened up about their pasts to each other they really seemed to relate to each other."

"Come on! Sonagito all the way. Nagito still likes to confide with her an awful lot."

"They're just good friends, and it's pretty obvious she already has something going on with Gundham. Besides, rumors are going around that Nagito might be a long lost second-cousin."

"Pfft! That's tame by royal standards. And no reason they couldn't have some poly love going on."

"You're all wrong. Komazumi is endgame all the fucking way. There was clearly SOMETHING going on there in the last two trials. And she's the one beside him the most in post-game Nagito sightings."

"I still think that pining for the Reserve Course boy from before the game was cute."

"What, Hajime Hinata? There's not much to go off of from what little information survived the Tragedy. And if he survived, wouldn't he have come forward by now?"

"Hold the fucking phone, guys. A video just got uploaded showing Nagito confronting that one short Despair. The other Ultimate Lucky Student. There's some serious Foe Yay shit going on."

"Oh great, the Junkomaeda stan's found a new ship."

"No seriously. They're doing a literal fucking tango."

"...What?"

"The Despair planted bombs or some shit and threatened to detonate them if Nagito didn't dance with him."

"Link. Now."

*= See "Spider-Man's Blood-curdling Scream" on YouTube.

absolutely losing my shit just picturing makoto forcing asking nagito to dance like:

Makoto: "Dance with me Nagito or I'll seriously cry! Fr fr! Also I'll blow up this entire building full of people. But mostly I'll cry!!!"

Nagito reluctantly dipping Makoto: *for the sake of hope ಠ╭╮ಠ*

Makoto: *wow I didn't think he'd actually do it lmao*

#anonymous #danganronpa #komaeda nagito #a e i o queue #fala replies #there be too many ships for me to tag them all so i'll tag none to be fair lo siento #also that spiderman scream is so peak voice acting #picturing Nagi scream like that for Chiaki is making feel a type of way ;-;#but also the first thing I thought of when I read ''spider-mans blood-curdling scream''#was princess peach blood-curdling scream and those are two very different types of screams lol #and then i had a fuked up thought of ''what if this is what Chiaki sounded like as she died''#soulmate screams can u imagine thats messed up lol #anyways catch me in the forums with ''Hear me out guys....Nagito x Monokuma. Look he said he likes dogs #and Monokuma's a bear they're both animals so basically the same thing.''#[user has been blocked]

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nifretane · 5 months

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Carla would snap her eyes open at the sound of someone or something near her camp, the Sharkin would slowly raise from her sleeping bag as she grabbed a near by dagger

"Be ya friend , foe or Food."

Violence was the first thing on the Shark's mind, she wasn't used to having people around her after all a lot of people would hate to see a Sharkin loafing on about, especially in this day and age.

"If you are here for my fuckin' finn or some shit I got some sad news for ya' baby"

@lclthlcved

#ic carla tag pending

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pico-digital-studios · 5 months

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Into, Above and Beyond! Cast: Mr. Needlemouse

Replaces: Spider-Ham Made by: @mcgamejolter

“Am I a hedgehog or a rabbit? Who knows?! I just call myself Needle the Rabbit-Hog!”

Is he a hedgehog? Or perhaps a rabbit? I mean, who really knows? What I can say about Mr. Needlemouse here is that he inhabits a cartoon world of his own, sporting cartoonish physics even outside his land.

His usual routine is a mix of enjoying chilli dogs (the loss of one he had the burden of being his canon event) and fighting the villainous Dr. Beeman (think Robotnik's classic bee outfit, but also including bee's wings on his back), each time of which emerges victorious for the plucky hedgerabbit. Oh, yeah. He also faces foes like The Killer Six, Chomper Shark, Bomb-Bastic, Loonatic Hunter, and the Ferocious Fly.

After one of his tangles with Dr. Beeman, though, a portal appeared which dragged the rabbithog into the OMT dimension, where he met OMT!Tails and the members of the Blur Gang thus far at that point. From there, this guy's the one to serve as the comic relief for when things start to get a bit rough.

As such, he serves as the fifth major member of the Blur Gang starting from One More Hero. He does express several jerk-like qualities, and is like that just for the heck of it, but still pulls through for his true companions.

He even comes to rescue EX!Alice from harm and gives Surge a good beating, though due to the limits on his toon powers, he can absolutely humiliate his opponents, but if he wasn't limited, any attacks from him to a villain would prove fatal. Due to this, an anvil to the head just went and near-harmlessly buried half of Surge's body underground.

Before it was time for him to head back to his dimension at the end of One More Hero during the final fight, Mr. Needlemouse lent OMT!Tails his signature hammer to make use of, and due to its hyperspace properties, he could always fit it in his pocket (or equivalent of). He made a grand exit by proclaiming "That's all, folks!", leaving CR!Sonic a bit confused, citing "Wait, can he legally quote that?".

Though he doesn't actively partake in More than One Universe's events, he does return for Into the Sonic-verse and Many More Heroes (the AU's version of Across the Spider-Verse), with the Blur Gang fully formed in time for this new batch of chaos.

Even then, he remains the main guy for comedy around this AU, and nothin' can change that! Prior to Many More Heroes, he also had a good laugh making an absolute fool out of Errorverse Eggman and his SSSSS Squad, being an absolutely-hilarious prick about it and causing them trouble just for the heck of it. It's to the point that the three dumbots were mainly assigned to catch Mr. NM whilst Metal and Sage paid more attention to EV!Sonic and Nitro. NM still has a good heart under all his troublemaking, of course. Don't worry.

That's also where he's technically a foil for AOSTH!Sonic, the original cartoon iteration of the blue blur; whilst they're both cartoons, AOSTH!Sonic is firmly heroic, whilst Mr. NM is a straight-up prick to a lot of people. The two initially got along marvelously due to being toons, though AOSTH!Sonic began losing his trust in the rabbit-hog when discovering his jerk act, especially when Mr. NM shrugged off the former recalling his angst and sarcastically remarking that it's a miracle he's even got a friend to be with.

And Mr. NM's reason for joining the Quill Society part-time?

"Am I a useless asset? Sure! Heroic qualities? None. But I'm loyal if you feed me, and I'll never leave you because... well, I need the food."

As one of the scene posts shows, in Many More Heroes, he made a small bet with Mini Sonic as to whether or not OMT!Tails would get back from his scuffle with Crimtake in one piece. Of course, he did, so the rabbit-hog owed the miniature hedgehog 100 rings.

Bet you're glad I didn't say he had a cannon event

If you have any questions about him, @mcgamejolter's the one to ask, since he did make the character.

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic exe #spider verse #sth #sonic #sonic au #sonic fandom #sth au #sonic oc

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askvectorprime · 1 year

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Dear, Vector Prime.

Could you tell us about Viron Skywarp

Dear Skywarp Savant,

Skywarp began his military career as a hunter in the Predacon Air Force, where he transformed into an airborne shark—much like Megatron's future underling, Sky-Byte. He was known as Sky Shadow's most efficient and vicious lieutenant, who always punctuated his attacks on Autobots with some cruel one-liner or joke at his opponents' expense. Nevertheless, his sense of humor made him a popular soldier, at least among those who weren't victims of his pranks.

It was thus a surprise when Skywarp made the decision to join Starscream's Decepticons, turning his back on Sky Shadow and assuming a Cybertronian sonic attack jet as an alternate mode. Skywarp claimed to be "pulling one last joke" on his former commander by doing so.

In any case, as a Predacon or as a Decepticon, Skywarp possessed the ability to switch places with others through teleportation. Though it took a large amount of focus, Skywarp trained himself to be able to do it on the fly, making him a constant nuisance for friend and foe alike. His secondary weapons as a Decepticon were a pair of arm-mounted "Crash Missiles", which he used to bring down other fliers with ease.

#ask vector prime #transformers #maccadam #robots in disguise 2001 #skywarp #megatron #sky byte #sky shadow #starscream #barricade643sg

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So I saw this on a different blog, but give me Kensington lyrics for the Marauders and their friends

Ah, Britt. You can't just send me something like this out of nowhere. You know what this stuff does to my brain. But I'm starting this off by saying I have no idea how many characters I'll actually do.

And I'm continuing it nearly two days later by saying that I've spent hours thinking about this. I've studied. You've thrown me back into my Kensington phase (they really are amazing, just saying. if you've never listened to them, i highly recommend). I've made lists. Charts! No, not charts, mostly because I don't have the patience for that, but I did make lists. Extensively. I did my due diligence, my nefarious and sly friend.

And because I took this very seriously, I approached it from a canon standpoint only, and I tried extremely hard to leave ships out of it. (see how well that worked, huh)

Marauders

I found two definite choices for the whole lot of them together. Fiji and Perfect Family Day

Not all we're building up is indestructible But all we're hoping for We'll know how to get it though We'll know how... To get in a constant phase Of digging a heart-shaped grave for ourselves

And

Every night's the same God has left this place Left us on his way out

Cover up these stains Keeping up appearances Jaded smiles remain Watching fate take place We're sulking and we're stumbling through Grey and spiteful days

I could honestly quote the entire song, really

James

James is also Fiji, just different pieces of it. I think this song is a good way to look at how he viewed his friends and the people closest to him during the war.

A hell of a case you'd make If only the tides weren't so strong You're letting it in, all you're darkest ways

Waste it all away Inside of a king-sized cage Enough of the comforts of home But none of it all takes the bars away

Peter

Peter is Bridges, What Lies Ahead (but that one is more because it kind of amuses me), and Island

Yet another ungraceful evening Another man's faith An easy foe And we're off to shiver In the face of the unknown

Yet another ungrateful weekday We're caught in a game Where the winner takes all And we're off to tell it As the greatest story told

Though we long together For the tables to turn Though we pray together For the bridges to burn Still we stay cold

We got carried away by it We got carried away from home

And

And all I do Is getting lost in the past To find where I'd first hear I was never gonna be somebody That I was never gonna feel light come around

And

I don't want to blame I just want to leave this horrid place the way I came But here we are again I don't want to wait For another wave to come and rule another day

I don't want to stay I just want to wash away this vile and awful taste But here are again Got nothing more to say Only want to leave it an not seek for it again

And I'll be an island And the shore where I stand Can't be reached by more than waves I told my sharks That I need an island For I know the violence And I'll make the same mistakes again

Remus

Our Moony is Storms and What Lies Ahead. And they're both just...so very sad to me.

I don't want to be alarmed I don't want to know what's coming I don't want to lie here Waiting for my end If I knew how to fight it I would never go never go dark I will never be a storm again But if it's easier now then I'll pretend

And (this one is so very second war to me. and it could reflect on the war itself and the wizarding world...or Dumbledore...or Sirius)

And they rise again as I am told that I should see Red now And to fear what lies ahead now But I know that I will Do everything for you again I will do everything for you again And I bet now You will see that I will burn what I don't need here

Lily

I only found one for Lily (though if i'd wanted to focus on the whole Snape aspect, i could have chosen so many more), but her song is Uncharted. I feel like it's an accurate way of how she would have viewed all the loss during the war.

No one knows what part to play It's like the we're in uncharted territory No one knows another way It's like all grace in life has parted from me And all sensible words All sensible souls Oh, where do they go? And why do they leave us now? And if I could go back again, I'll go back again If the worst is happening, how does anything work? Now let me please go back again, I'll go back again

Sirius

Obviously, I found soooo many for Sirius. So very many that I had to tame it down and really narrow my options. Who's surprised? You shouldn't be.

Sirius is Storms just as much (probably more) as Remus is.

Don't want to be alone But genuine lives won't appear On the horizon Oh, what a long wait If there's no way to find it Will I ever calm ever calm down? I will never be a storm again But if it's easier now then I'll pretend To leave it all

He's System. He is the entire song.

And all I am trying to gain I'll seed it then forget how to reap now So I'll deny it again How your wrong is my right How your luck is my doubt But no, don't ever leave me out

Sirius is Insane.

Scenes of distress They follow me around 'til I lose again and by then (You might be calm but my head will explode) I'm out of moves here I swallow it down like a poison undefined That enters my veins like a thread that I can't shake

'Til I cave It's not the words, not the fear or the doubt Not the lack of heart that takes me out It's the knowing that you can't relate when you're insane It's not the pain, not the bruise or the scars It's the knowing that you can't relate when you're insane

I know I wait too long Before I will break a bond I know my body froze My greatest loss

He is No Me, and while this song has a very obvious meaning, at least to me, I think so many parts of it apply perfectly to Sirius.

See the fading of the past The unwinding of the thread It was all above me Right above my head Now it's pouring on me It's dawning on me That everything that's golden Is buried deep in ground eroded Now start digging there where all the lines meet

Regulus

Ooooh. Regulus is Slicer, no question about it.

What are you aiming for? I will never be the one to call When your heart is in need The coward in me Will be all that you face Why do you say no more? Was the heaven I sold you on Just a trifling daze? A glorious cage? And it was in vain?

Then how do we get Stone cold, red hot and And now we're on like a thunder Soon all ends go dead Then how will we get away?

I was going to do more individual characters, but this is hard and I ran out of steam. But obviously I couldn't resist throwing some relationships/pairings into it (platonic or romantic, however you choose to look at it). I'm not going to list any lyrics for these because I'm starting to go cross-eyed, but feel free to take a listen to the songs!

Black brothers

These two...oh, these two. They have my heart, they really do. The whole of the Marauders clump is so very tragic from a canon standpoint, but these brothers stab me in the chest every time I think about them.

Regret, Sorry, and Rivals really hits home for them in certain areas of those songs.

Sirius + Remus

This first one mostly comes from a second war viewpoint for me, after they reunite, after the truth is out, while the second is just a general good song for all they've lost.

St. Helena and Uncharted

James + Sirius

I just can't help myself. And it's possible that the first song is more romantic than platonic. Actually maybe more than little unrequited one-sided love sort of thing. The second just sums them up for me, all that they did for each, all that they were willing to do for each other.

Riddles and Ten Times the Weight

#post in the toast #kensington #kensington for the marauders (and co)#britt tag

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