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Title: Like Oil and Water
Summary: Before Irving Braxiatel became Irving Braxiatel, he was just Irving from the ancient and proud House of Lungbarrow. See how he grows over the centuries and how he and The Doctor navigate their sibling dynamics like oil and water.
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Before Irving Braxiatel became Irving Braxiatel, he was just Irving.
When he was eight years old, he was called to look into the Untempered Schism.
His family and cousins had been talking about the Untempered Schism ever since he received an official letter from the council inviting him to the ceremony. When Irving asked his cousins about their experiences of the Untempered Schism, some said they became inspired, some went mad and others…others ran away and never came back. Older members of the family began to take bets on which one Irving will be, including his father, Ulysses.
Ulysses brought Irving into his office earlier that day and gestured for Irving to sit down as he lit his pipe. Quences who were their Kithriarch, their Head of House, often complained about what a filthy habit it was and how the House stunk of filthy alien tobacco, but Ulysses ignored him. His father kept tobacco in a small box that was hidden in some pink, fluffy slippers in the top drawer of his desk and smoked out of a hand-crafted cherry wood pipe that he picked up somewhere from his travels.
Almost everybody ignored Quences these days.
#my writings#this fanfic is very different for me but have been enjoying it#take it with a pinch of salt#if there's any other tags you think i need to add on ao3 please let me know#but so far think i got all the ones i need#irving braxiatel#theta sigma
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Whumptober 2022: Day 22 - Pick your Poison
Alternative Prompt #9: Quicksand
Summary: Young Justice find themselves in a tough situation when half of their team ends up trapped in quicksand during a mission.
Enjoy! :D
Tim should know by now that anything could happen while on a mission with his team. Working with Kon, Bart and Cassie always ends up with them in some sort of unspeakable situation. No mission is ever smooth sailing when it’s the four of them. Tim knows he’s sometimes guilty of being the reason why they occasionally get into trouble, this time, however, it isn’t actually his fault. He doesn’t know whose fault it is but he definitely knows it’s not his.
Over the last several years he’s found himself in some rather questionable situations and it’s not very often he admits this, but this is a first.
He’s stuck in quicksand. Well, he and Bart are stuck in quicksand. Kon and Cassie are currently hovering at the edge of the pit panicking over what to do to get the two of them out. Tim tries to shift but predictably he gets nowhere, the sand has completely surrounded his lower body, cementing his legs together making it impossible to move. It’s a weird sensation where he can feel the pressure of the sand against his legs and hips. Of course he’s trying his best to not let himself panic, panicking and trying to scramble out of the sand in a mad hurry isn’t going to achieve anything.
Next to him Bart isn’t as composed as he is. The speedster is panicking and trying to squirm his way out of the sand, even vibrating on the spot to achieve that, however all he's doing is making himself sink deeper into the sand, and by some extension also Tim.
“Oh my god are we gonna die here! This is it! This is the end of our story, bested by quicksand of all things.”
Leaning over and grabbing Bart’s hand Tim gets his friend to look at him. “Bart! Look at me,” when wild eyes turn to him, Tim attempts to try and calm him down. “Freaking out and trying to super speed your way out of here isn’t going to help. All you’re doing is causing us to sink deeper. Speed isn’t going to help us here. Slow down and think about this logically.”
Bart stops vibrating and takes a deep breath although he still looks panicked. “Speed is all I have, how else are we going to get out of here. I can’t move my legs!”
“What if we just pull you out?”
The unexpected voice comes from above and Tim looks up to find both Cassie and Kon hovering above them, the two of them flown over the sand to be by them.
Before Tim could protest against the idea, Kon is already reaching for Bart. The speedster immediately latches onto the Kryptonian and Kon flies up beginning to pull Bart out of the sand. Tim pulls a face when he sees Bart’s body stretch which only results with him not going anywhere. When they try again with the same results Tim puts a stop to it.
“That’s not helping! Just stop it.” He snaps. His friends send him identical looks that he doesn’t bother trying to decipher. “Kon, let Bart go.”
Kon frowns at him and reluctantly lets Bart go. Once that's done, Tim takes a deep breath to settle himself before turning to the speedster.
“Right what we need to do is start wiggling our legs as much as we can, carefully. You need to try and create a pocket in the sand so any excess water can trickle down and start to loosen the sand around our legs.” Tim instructs Bart.
From above Kon makes a noise. “Should I ask how you know about this?”
Tim rolls his eyes as he starts wiggling his own legs as much as he could, it feels like he’s working against cement. As he doesn’t grace Kon with an answer Cassie smacks the Kryptonian’s shoulder in favour instead, ignoring what is going on above him Tim turns to Bart again. He doesn’t know if Bart actually knows how to get out of quicksand, his friend is rather intelligent after all, but it appears like having Tim instructing him seems to help keeping him calm about the situation.
“Once your legs start to become free, lay back and dispute your weight, this will help you float.”
Tim stops his movements so he could see what Bart is doing. “When you’re leaning back as much as you can start pulling yourself backwards, do backstroke to propel yourself backwards. Kon, once his legs begin to surface carefully drag him out of the sand. Cassie I want you to do the same for me in a moment.”
Bart listens to his instructions and starts doing what he suggested. It takes a while but eventually Bart leans back and begins to drag himself backwards, Kon doesn’t hesitate to grab Bart by the shoulders to start pulling him out of the sand. Once the speedster’s feet show Kon scoops Bart up and flies him across the side of the pit where it’s solid and safe.
Above him Cassie clicks her tongue. “C’mon Tim. Your turn. Bart’s safe now it’s time to get yourself out of there. Unless you fancy staying here?” The question at the end is asked in a teasing tone to which Tim only rolls his eyes at.
Listening to his own instructions Tim tries to get himself free. It takes work and he has to pause for a moment to catch his breath but eventually he works his legs enough to get them loose and leans back. Using the strength he could muster he starts pulling himself backwards and gradually out of the sand. Thankfully he doesn’t have to wait long before Cassie is there grabbing his shoulders and begins to drag him backwards, therefore doing most of the work, and once his legs are free she picks him up and flies them to the side where Kon and Bart are waiting, the latter already up and moving on his legs doing several stretches.
Tim takes a moment to lie on the ground, allowing feeling and his blood to circulate his legs once again. He waves a hand around to his team. “Great job guys. Thanks a bunch.”
Next to him he hears Kon huff and Cassie snort. It’s Cassie who verbally responds with amusement in her tone. “Yeah, lets not get stuck in quicksand again any time soon. This has been fun but it’s one time too many.”
“Agreed. No quicksand in any of our future missions please!” Bart comments with a grin.
Tim laughs, “we certainly can’t promise that because everything we do is unpredictable but we can definitely try to avoid it for sure.”
When he feels ready, Tim sits himself up and then takes Kon’s hand when his best friend offers it to him. Kon pulls him up right and Tim grips tightly onto Kon’s shoulder when he feels himself become unsteady on his legs.
“You okay?” Kon asks him, his hands holding onto Tim’s arm helping to keep him upright.
Tim swallows and takes a deep breath as he lets go of Kon. “Yeah, I’m good. Just a little unsteady. I’ll be fine. Anyway we really ought to get moving, that’s set us back quite a few hours behind schedule.”
Trusting his word Kon doesn’t push the subject and lets Tim go but he doesn’t move too far away from him. Together the four of them continue onwards away from the quicksand to continue with their mission.
#Whumptober 2022#day twenty-two#quicksand#Tim Drake#Kon-El#bart allen#cassie sandsmark#core four#Young Justice#I did google about quicksand#and I still don't know much about quicksand#this is probably inaccurate#take it with a pinch of salt#bit of humour#leader tim#bart panics#friendship#fanfiction
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hey I'm so sorry if this is is an unwanted request, but I wanted to ask for a hero x villain story where the villain kidnaps? And tattoos the hero. I think it would be very fun and dramatic. A very permanent and painful reminder.
I really love your work, I've read pieces of your writing for years. Keep doing what you're doing <3
"Hold still, or it's going to be wobbly," the villain said. "Nobody wants a wobbly tattoo, do they? That's just lame."
The hero snarled at them, wordless, unable to do much more with the bit wedged in their mouth. It was, according to the villain, to stop the hero from biting through their own tongue. So, that was nice and reassuring.
They could struggle, but not enough to stop what was going to happen. The grip the villain's various lackeys had on them was too firm and unforgiving. Still - the presence of hands, instead of cold metal, tried to trick some part of their lizard brain into thinking they had a real chance of escape if they just tried hard enough.
They didn't. They knew they didn't. But they struggled all the same, eyes flashing, breath ragged. They'd been forced onto their back on something that looked a little like a dentist's chair, head pinned sideways to face the villain. They only had vague impressions of the rest of the room. Bright light.
The villain had pulled up a chair next to them with their kit.
"So," the villain said, in an affable sort of voice. "It's going to hurt a little, like we talked about. That's mainly because of the location." They began their work, carefully, and the hero squeezed their eyes shut. A whimper escaped them. It was not a little. "Ribs don't have a lot of fat, you see, and you're quite sensitive anyway. But you said that's where you'd get one, so, far be it from me to dictate."
The hero had said hypothetically they would get a tattoo on their ribs. Because it looked cool. They hadn't done any research and they certainly hadn't been serious about it. It had merely been idle conversation with someone they'd thought was their friend.
They'd also said that they would get a jellyfish, or maybe a small bird.
The hero tried to see what the hell the villain was doing, but they couldn't get a good look beyond the distressingly elegant curve of the villain's head.
"I figured you'd want to be conscious, though." The villain laughed, softly. "I wouldn't want to wake up and find out someone had just done something to me, you know? Makes it hard to process it. Freaky."
The hero swore at them. They liked to think the sentiment got through, even if it was just raw sound. Choked.
"You'll look so gorgeous when you're done, though," the villain said. "Don't worry. I'm a professional. I've done this loads of times before."
The hero knew that. That was the problem.
The villain's super-abilities were unusual enough that it had taken the hero far too long to realise that the villain had any, and that they were in fact a monstrosity rather than simply the sexy artist that the hero had met in a bar. Whatever the villain painted, wrote, inked or drew was woven through with their power. It could come alive. It could influence. It could harm or heal that specific area at the villain's whim.
It could, in short, do all manner of things that the hero did not want permanently etched into their skin.
Everyone close to the villain had a tattoo. It didn't bode well.
"Just breathe," the villain said. "You're doing so well. It will be easier on you if you relax."
The hero swore at them again. It didn't make them feel better.
The villain worked on them for what felt like hours. If it was a jellyfish, it was a truly massive jellyfish that curved all the way up their side. The hero still hadn't got a good look. At some point, they'd stopped writhing in the chair, exhausted.
They felt dazed when the villain finally lifted their head, meeting their eyes again. The villain brushed a tear away from the hero's cheek. It reminded the hero to jolt again, but the hands on them remained as relentless as ever.
Another small, involuntary sound left them.
Their skin felt hot. Sunburnt.
"All done," the villain said. They finally eased the bit out of the hero's mouth. "You should have some water. Are you going to drink it nicely?"
"What the hell did you do to me?" the hero demanded. Their voice was raspy.
"It's gorgeous. You'll love it. Water?"
"I don't want anything from you!"
"Good skin is important to good tattoos. But, hey." The villain shrugged. "I can't make you." They gestured for their lackeys to release the hero.
The hero surged up in an instant, fist already flying towards the villain's face. In an instant, their body froze, knuckles inches from the villain's face. It didn't matter how much they strained. They couldn't move.
The villain raised an eyebrow. "You'll want to make sure to keep it clean, to avoid any infection," the villain said. "And don't pick at it, okay? Stay out of the sun. No swimming."
"What did you do to me!?" It came out through gritted teeth.
The villain smirked at them. "I gave you a jellyfish. On the house. You're welcome."
The hero glared.
"That's what you wanted, right?" the villain asked.
"I didn't want this."
The villain shrugged. "I did, though. For the moment I saw you with your clothes off"
"You-" Words didn't feel enough to express the emotion that coursed through the hero at that. "I hate you."
"Yes, I get that quite a lot. I don't generally let it bother me. You do all look so pretty fuming, helpless, at my mercy."
The hero swallowed.
The villain waved a hand, and whatever strange paralysis had overtaken the hero, vanished. They staggered forward, nearly pitching into the villain's lap. The villain caught them to steady them, hands on their waist.
It should have been excruciating, to have the villain's hand on the tattoo, but instead there was a buzz of pleasure across the hero's skin that definitely wasn't normal. They wrenched back as quickly as possible, heart pounding.
Their fists curled, itching with the urge the punch again, but they didn't quite dare get close.
The villain beamed at them, eyes glittering with mirth, apparently knowing exactly what the hero was thinking.
"Now," they said. "Do you want a lift home? Or do you prefer to take a moment to recover here?"
"You're sick."
"I'm up and coming, darling. One day you'll thank me for it."
The hero peeled the bandage off the moment they were at home, alone, to try and get a good look at their new acquisition.
It was a jellyfish, just as the villain had said, inked in full colour and in exquisite detail and artistry. It seeped blue and purple into the hero's skin, with the smallest tinges of shimmering pink. The villain's initials were weaved into the jellyfish's umbrella, subtle to someone not looking for them. Small but there.
The hero didn't remember hitting the bathroom floor, only the dull feeling of their knees giving way beneath them as it all well and truly sunk in.
They could feel it against them. It was almost as if the tentacles were moving, gently, caressing their ribs. As if the villain's fingers were there, a ghost of a blazing touch.
They got a horrific amount of compliments about the damn thing.
#take the 'x' with a pinch of salt here#heroes#villains#villains and heroes#heroes and villains#writing#story#ficlet#whump#whump writing
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its wild how much engagement ofmd posts get on the max account. if you look at everything streamonmax posted in august it averages out at around 50k views per tweet. even house of the dragon gets around 200k. this video is almost at 500k views in less than 24 hours.
#ofmd#our flag means death#obligatory we have no idea how accurate that view count is so take it with a pinch of salt#the vanity fair article tweet got 1 million views
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Hi😛 my daughter happens to be obsessed with dreamworks How To Train Your Dragon and specifically the “bone knapper” dragon. I’ve noticed your beautiful art, and If it isn’t too much trouble we would both appreciate if you could draw that one😊🥰❤️
Let me just say, your daughter has excellent taste 👌 Thank you for sending a request! I hope you all like this one as much as I do :D
Dragon #30 - Boneknapper
(Dragon #30 is here! We're almost at the one month mark! What the heck!! /pos)
#httyd#how to train your dragon#httyd boneknapper#httyd fanart#asks#dragon request#thank you for the request! <3#I'm taking the first ask with a pinch of salt#but the thought of someone's child liking my art enough for her parent to send an ask makes me very very happy#I hope she likes it ^^#dragon 030
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I'm not sure if anyone's ever thought about this or has made a post about it, but I figured I'd add my own two cents if someone did talk about this.
// Ruin spoilers ahead
mostly about Freddy
So, seeing that headless Freddy has prototype written on the bottom of his foot, it's suggested or even theorized that our Freddy (the one we're with in SB) was a prototype this entire time.
Of course, like many others, I was very skeptical and in denial about the idea because why the hell would that be a thing? How is he a prototype? It wasn't there on his foot in the base game, so why this sudden change?
I kinda hated it, and as a way to cope, I theorized that maybe it wasn't the same Freddy and FazEnt just replaced him with another copy and then abandoned him... don't ask me how that particular Freddy became headless either. Also I was wobbling between the "True Ending" being the Canon one, I was back and forth and just trying to figure out what would've made sense.
My logic for the True Ending being canon was, maybe Freddy and Gregory both got out (alongside Vanessa) with glamdaddy intact, and they're just living life. Meanwhile, Faz Ent just made a new Freddy while fixing the plex but gave up and left everything to rot. Of course I know now that makes no sense or explains why/how the 2nd Freddy lost his head, but it's what I came up with. The PQ Ending is technically canon... so that was a waste of a braincell, hah...
Since fnaf has the tendency to rewrite/add things to the story, I think our Glamrock Freddy being a prototype is something I've accepted. Now, there are a few things I thought of that might add to the idea of him being a prototype (not confirmed but more speculative).
He's a high-tech, sentient AI robot, he can clearly experience human emotion (like the other glamrocks) and has decent mobility. What most likely seperates him from the other glams is the fact that he experiences existentialism. I know we don't see much from the other glams, what they think of their current situation (not even from Roxy in Ruin), they aren't fully aware of what they are or what they're doing (as far as we know). Their programming is focused on being entertainers and birthdays.
I'm not gonna say that the other glams aren't able to express deeper thoughts, but I think this is where I might be stretching this idea just a bit.
If you're going to make AI bots who can adapt and be flexible with their environment, there's gotta be some kind of limit of what they can say/think/do. Freddy is the prime example of not having that limitation since we see/hear him express concern about not being the only Glamrock Freddy that's walking around:
"Have I always been a Freddy? Am I Monty with a different shell? What if I am not the first Glamrock Freddy? ... Do we all feel the same? Am I special? If I am mass-produced, am I still art?" (Endo Warehouse)
This motherfucker literally commits arson:
"You sure collected a lot of toys! Perhaps we can do something to stop whatever is going on here." (Fire escape Ending)
When he goes to the basement and encounters the blob, he goes on this monologue:
"I know what this is. I have been here before. She brought me here. I found myself for the first time when I cleared the path. I did not want to, but I had no choice. Now I have a choice. I have changed. My friends are here. They are so angry, confused. But I can protect you. I am not me." (True Ending)
He ultimately goes against some of his programming to help a child in need-- even lie to a security guard-- which if he were set to do as he's told, he would've sent Gregory straight to Vanessa, even with Gregory adamantly telling him not to.
If he were programmed to be strict and not break any protocols, he'd would've gotten Gregory killed immediately.
I'm saying this because if we're being realistic (realistic in terms of how we usually program robots and things), there are barriers in what a robot/ai can really say/do that doesn't break its programming. If he's a prototype, Freddy wouldn't have those barriers to stop him from saying/doing most of the things he did in SB. I know there's another factor to him behaving kindly to Gregory and that's him being in safe mode, but even still... you would think he would follow the rules and not let Gregory do certain things and perhaps unintentionally get the boy killed.
I'm going back to the existential crisis Freddy has, because for something that's meant to be an animatronic mascot for kids, you wouldn't want him to make the children around him question the meaning of being alive and sentient. There would have to be some sort of guard against having those kind of thoughts and ideas. It makes Freddy more interesting, especially if he could've been easily replaced with a finalized version of him that did what he was suppose to.
Also, I know it's probably more widely accepted that either Vanny or Gregory hacked into Freddy, causing his collapse during the opening. With him being a prototype, maybe his systems couldn't handle that type of an advanced hack, unlike the other glams, making him unable to be properly hacked into in the beginning.
Not only that, there are some issues he has with performing, who knows, maybe he's had collapses before. We don't know.
Him being unable to enter the West Arcade:
"When I step onto the West Arcade dance floor I cannot stop myself! It is a programming bug." (West Arcade)
I'm aware him being in safe mode meant he's disconnected from the main network as well keeps him docile. While the "Afton" fight isn't technically canon, with the other upgrades on Freddy, those parts might have made him more susceptible to the virus attack. There's not much evidence pointing to the other glams not being prototypes but seeing how they each have upgrades while Freddy doesn't, that might hint that the others were mostly finalized, meaning their systems were properly functioning (aside from the virus of course).
Sorry if this was super long, but it's something I thought about and I had to put it in words. Nothing about Glamrock Freddy is normal, like he's not possessed (I use to believe in the glammike theory but I don't anymore eh...), but he's a prototype! He's gonna act all funky because he's not polished yet... and I think that's very interesting and endearing (in an odd way).
#fnaf security breach#glamrock freddy#prototype glamrock freddy#ruin spoilers#text post#fnaf theory#fnaf headcanon(?)#idk its between a theory and a headcanon honestly#take what i say with the smallest pinch of salt.#honestly this feels more headcanony#anyways... worth spending an hour writing this out#lemme know what yall think#i went harder than i did any of my argumentative essays... damn.#late night thoughts teehee
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i am not offering any context or explanation.
#art#diplocaulus#quetzalcoatlus#paleoart#<- take that tag with huge pinch of salt as i only loosely eyeballed refs while making these
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“I met Princess Anne, & other stories” straight from the Daily MFail comments section.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven
#these remain fun#the last one is delightful#the second one is also adorable#as always take with a pinch of salt etc etc#princess anne#princess royal#anned i quote#british royal family#brf
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Of the rumours I’ve seen, I would assume this leaves the following contenders being
Stroll selling Aston Martin
Alonso retiring
Perez retiring
Liberty selling F1
Sainz leaving Ferrari
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CW // Talk of nonspecific and fantasy child abuse/parentification
So I know some people were a bit shaken-up by the reveal that Mommy Long Legs - and many of the other toys - were made from and continue to be children (suggested in Chapter 3 ARG then explicitly confirmed in the official PPT Discord), but I actually feel like there's some interesting commentary to be made here.
I believe that this is intended to be commentary on parentification as a form of abuse, as a lot of Poppy Playtime's themes center on harm done to children. These children are taken and - quite literally, through human experimentation - forced into playing parental roles towards the other kids, halting their own ability to just be a kid themselves. This fits the bill for parentification, which, to my understanding (correct me if I'm wrong!), is especially common in some orphanages, where many older kids are made to step up and play parent for the younger ones.
As the toys also don't age after becoming toys, it feels like that could be commentary on how abuse such as parentification prevents kids from maturing in "normal" and expected ways. "Normal" is relative, of course, but abuse certainly does often throw a wrench in natural development.
I find the way kids being turned into toys works is pretty interesting in Poppy Playtime from a narrative and thematic perspective. It's definitely jarring to learn many, if not all, of these big toys, some of which play parental roles such as Mommy Long Legs, are essentially children, but it feels like a unique and interesting take on the subject of child abuse that also doesn't feel inappropriate or lacking in tact in my opinion.
#addendum: theres a shot im wrong about toys not aging being canon. i still believe it but please take that point with a pinch of salt!#cw abuse#cw parentification#cw child abuse#poppy playtime#mommy long legs
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Berrystripe, you are so good at picking up on people's feelings. Who do you think likes each other?
Bluefeather: "That's... not... I don't think a lot of that is true."
Berrystripe: "It could be!"
Bluefeather: "...I know my dad and Sunstar used to be closer, but I really don't think they were ever... um..."
#berrystripe#character questions#take this chart with several pinches of salt#fun fact- in the original clangen game all three of those characters have or had at least a hint of romantic interest in each other-#but those are not necessarily canon to skuaclan as a blog#i consider the ingame relationship charts way beneath actions and events and characterisation when making up dynamics#sunstar#foxfern#cinderplume#berrypaw#bluefeather#bluepaw#bluekit
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Seeing supernatural trending fills me with incredible amounts of fear each and every time. Why is it trending now??? Has there been catastrophic news about the show or the prequel??? What do you mean Misha Heller Collins said Dean and Cas we’re gonna have a moment together in the original finale??? Is he gonna retract this statement later and apologise in a long Twitter thread??? So many questions
#I don’t even know how to feel about this news#like I’m gonna take it with a pinch of salt for now#but if it’s true then I will need 5-10 business days to think about it#spn#supernatural#destiel#deancas#misha collins#castiel#dean winchester
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蓝家家规
Lán jīa jīa gūi
Lan Clan Household Rules
云深不知处内不可喧哗
Yúnshēn Bùzhīchù nèi bùkě xuānhuá.
Making noise is not allowed in the Cloud Recesses.
Previous rule || Next rule
Breakdown:
云深不知处 - Cloud Recesses
内 - inside; interior; inner part or side
不 - [before a verb, adjective, adverb] no; not; won't; not want to
可 - can; to approve; to permit
不可 - cannot; should not; must not
喧 - make noise; noisy
哗 - make an uproar; be noisy
喧哗 - confused noise; hubbub; clamor; make an uproar; make a racket
Alternative translations:
Being noisy is not allowed in the Cloud Recesses.
Creating a racket is not allowed inside the Cloud Resesses.
(I have to say I kind of like the last one when it comes to Wei Wuxian 😄.)
Any mistakes in the translations or in the characters are mine, and if you spot any, please let me know 🙂.
The chosen images:
Wei Wuxian and Little Apple? The Cloud Recesses was Not Prepared.
(and as a little side note, Little Apple - 小苹果, xiǎo píngguǒ 🍎🙂❤️)
#gusu lan#lan rules#lan rule of the day#theuntameddaily#my translations#so take them with a pinch of salt#mo dao zu shi#mdzs#mdzs manhua#korpikorppi#mine
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Starbound is a game that breaks my heart. It's this close to being a really great game, but almost all the few mechanics it has are half-baked, except for the exploration, which sadly only surprises the first time around.
Yeah, you can mod in Frackin' Universe to try to spice things up, but it has the opposite problem of making it bloated as fuck.
All this combined makes for a game with a shit ton of vibes and potential, but that falls flat in its execution, making me want to love it, but I can't.
#video games#starbound#random thoughts#I wish I could do a long playthrought of starbound again#But I can't last more than 2 hours before getting bored of it#In retrospective I have just look and I have 90 fucking hours in this game take this with a HEAVY PINCH OF SALT
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#i both agree and do not agree with my own alignment chart#tmnt#teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt 2014#tmnt idw#tmnt 1987#tmnt 2007#tmnt 2003#rottmnt#tmnt 2018#tmnt 1984#tmnt mirage#tmnt 2012#tmnt 1990#also i havent finished 2003 1987 or idw yet so maybe take this with a pinch of salt#couldnt fit batman vs tmnt anywhere but i woulda put it in dumbass bitch jsyk
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Alien Stage Predictions
so ROUND 6 dropped. As an Ivan fan I am DEVASTATED. but we must move on (have copium he and sua are secretly ok) (this is VIVINOS we’re talking about those bitches are dead) so I decided to have a little speculation about future content in order to strengthen myself against the inevitable heartbreak I will feel
ROUND 6 is the official halfway point of the series, so here are a few things I think could happen/future videos likely to drop:
An IVANTILL video like MIZISUA explaining their backstory (the lab/adoption center)
A solo Luka video and a solo Mizi video
perhaps a video for Isaac and Dewey. I just think they deserve a duet but I am not as confident in this prediction
A video about the human rebellion (perhaps rescuing Till?)
A video in the style of TOP 3, as an in-universe advertisement for the Finals/ROUND 7
Speaking of the finals, that’s literally going to be a self-harm-off.
Till has lost two of the most important people in his life and was already Not There during ROUND 6 he is not doing well, and I think Luka only really feels “alive” on the Alien Stage, so he may be trying to kill himself through entering the competition multiple times
Or Luka is fucking insane and wants a mountain of bodies behind him to prove his worth to the aliens
maybe because of his laundry list of physical illnesses-perhaps Luka is scared he will be abandoned or killed for being a burden to his owner?
I think I will go INSANE if Mizi manages to rescue Till, like they get out of the arena, but Till’s crazy ass goes BACK INSIDE, like how he did for Mizi all those years ago, because he’s not leaving without Ivan’s body to at least bury him properly
like the cinematic parallels that could be achieved here UGH *chefs kiss*
also I think it would be really cool if Till’s character became an exploration of heteronormativity-he’s been pining after Mizi after all this time, but he realizes that the admiration he has for her is not the same as the love she shared with Sua or the love/obsession Ivan had for him
maybe Till is gay/bisexual-or on the ace/aro spectrum
regardless of what he is the societal expectations are likely that girl humans like boy humans and boy humans like girl humans
Till enters his queer rebellion era how DARE these aliens expect him to do ANYTHING
alien historians will call MiziSua and IvanTill “just really good friends”
anyway I also expect more Sua and Ivan hallucinations
perhaps they’ll act as “guiding spirits” from here on out??
wouldn’t it be cool if we got a post-death Ivan and Sua duet? maybe they’re singing to Till and Mizi from the afterlife
I’m less confident about that one as well but I think it would be neat
a video of saving the children from Anakt Garden-with Till at the helm using skills Ivan taught him-less confident here again but would be fun nonetheless
I think it’s pretty likely BOTH Hyuna and Luka will die by the end of the series-Hyuna’s already injured and Luka has death flags (wearing all white and having feelings of love/affection/obsession towards another who does not reciprocate it equally)
The non reciprocated love appears to be a common thread between our male contestants, doesn’t it?
However Hyuna may survive-half the cast lives, half the cast dies kinda thing
They all end up missing their counterparts
I think ultimately the final scene of the series will be very melancholy-they’ve won, but at what cost
And a lot of choking
Also: one very emotional scene where the characters actually talk to one another. Not singing: talking to one another
#these are just my thoughts and speculations ill be happy with whatever vivinos is cooking for us#i was wrong with my round 6 predictions so take these with a healthy pinch of salt#alien stage#alnst#...does alnst merch do international shipping#i dont think so
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