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#but where is the fun in that
reiverreturns · 2 years
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thinkin about how hangman is seen by the dagger cohort as unpredictable/unreliable/a wildcard in the air but he is always perfectly in control of himself. throwing darts blind, changing the song on the jukebox to flirt with rattle rooster, swallowing his disappointment when mav doesn’t pick him to run the mission. 
thinkin about how rooster is seen as mr reliable/always has your back in the air but time and time again we see that he’s nowhere near in control of himself. the corkscrew cobra bs with mav, attempting to kick hangman’s ass in front of the whole assignment, refusing to fly the sim any way other than his way to prove a spiteful point.
they’re both told they need what the other has but the truth is they’re mirrors, reflecting the faults and flaws they try to ignore back to one another over and over again. it’s not that hangman’s got to rein in his impulsivity - he has to cede a bit of control and trust the team. it’s not that rooster needs to ‘don’t think just do’ - he’s got to stop letting his emotions dictate his flying, make a plan, and execute it without any shadow of a doubt that he can get it done.
i just *curls fist softly* fuckin love character foils.
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drpoisonoaky · 4 months
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Sokka: Hey Zuko you should go to save your sister from Katara. She’s yelling at her. Like a lot.
Zuko: Nah.
Sokka: I know you don’t get along most of the time, but I’ve never seen Katara yell at someone like that.
Zuko: I’ve seen Azula make a big military man cry in 30 seconds, believe me if she wanted to stop her she would have already.
Sokka: Why doesn’t she stop her?
Zuko: Really?
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mrthenarrator · 3 months
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How I'm looking at you currently ↑
(I broke into your home Parable)
/p /silly
Why hello there!
And welcome to my Parable. There are cookies in the employee lounge if you are feeling a bit peckish, and Employee 409's computer has been altered to play nothing but Garfield and Friends episodes if you wish to watch something while snacking.
Just please make sure to not leave any crumbs on the floor. Lynne says that the Parable is littered with Mice, though im not sure if it™ means the computer mouses or actual digital mice.
Either way, please just clean up afterwards. 😊
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chrispy-chimkin · 2 years
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I love your wing au!!! Do all hylians have wings or is it just a hero thing?
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Actually all Hylians have wings in this AU! Much like the long ears they possess, their wings were a gift that lets them be closer to the gods above. In fact, wings are such a big part of Hylian culture that Hyrule is built around that fact in this! I haven't shown much world-building for this AU yet (sorry!!) but this is probably just a great post for me to talk a bit about what some of that includes;
Since Hylians are a large part of the population, especially in central Hyrule and places like Castle Town in the games, you can expect bigger architecture in general. Bigger scaffolding, flatter roofs, and framing are great for perching on. The environment as a whole is brighter and more colorful, filled with banners and ribbons, and a busy town will often be filled with song and dance in times of peace. Music is a large part of Hylian culture. Chairs, beds, all kinds of furniture are built differently to accommodate wings. There are even markets and shops that are just for things like boot claws, wing ornaments, feather combs, and so much more! But with all the good things come bad things too—enemies have wings in this AU too!! The further you go down the timeline, the more common it is for wings to either have evolved wings of their own or developed some form of flying apparatus to hunt down Hylia's brave men. Since Skyward Sword and Breath of the Wild are endpoints in the timeline right now, I can use them as examples to show this. In Skyward Sword, you have no enemies. The environment as we see it in the game is basically the same, and the enemies are as they were. This is because they didn't need to fly; there was no one on the surface for 1000s of years as Hylia had sent her people to the sky for safety. Therefore, once Sky got used to the surface air, he had no issues using his wings as an advantage. However, in Breath of the Wild, it wasn't that easy. Lizalfos can fly and camouflage on the sides of cliffs for an ambush. Moblins can fly to some degree. Bokoblins haven't gotten really any wing strength and can barely make it off the ground, but they have those sky platforms you see in Master Mode. And don't get me STARTED on Octoroks. The point of it all is, yes. All Hylians have wings. And this whole world, and the AU, accommodates for that! After all, why should heroes and princesses get all the fun? :)
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ceaselessbasher · 1 year
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Drank a large iced coffee to see if its powers would help me for good (work on presentation) or evil (write fic), but they ended up doing it for super evil (anxiety)
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b1gerror · 2 years
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“ if you can’t walk, i’m gonna have to carry you, alright? we can’t stay here. “
you were exhausted,    your body collapsed against the hard brick wall whilst arm wipes the thin layer of sweat that had formed on your forehead.     the air brought a chill to the bone but ʸᴼᵁ ᵂᴱᴿᴱ ᴴᴼᵀ,   it felt as if your skin was on fire;  wet&sticky&hot.     you couldn’t remember when your abdomen began to cramp,   when it felt as though the ground was not solid beneath you,    but you had been running for so long,    and the woods still lay before you,   dark and ᵁᴺᴵᴺⱽᴵᵀᴵᴺᴳ;    they will eat you alive.
“    steve,   no  ..      i can’t.         [𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎,  𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝  ]          stay with me,   please,   i don’t want to die alone.    ”        it poured from you from an unstitched wound,      and you let yourself ache,   let yourself grieve yourself.     coming to terms with it ᵂᴬˢᴺ'ᵀ ᴴᴬᴿᴰ      but the loneliness you thought you had conquered had room to grow with the blood escaping from you,     it overwhelmed you.        please,    steve,     don’t let me die alone.      ignored his requests,       ‘i’m gonna have to carry you’    fell on deaf ears,   knuckles turning white as you gripped the ground below,   blood mixed with dirt now imprinted on skin.       ‘we can’t stay here’     but you knew that you weren’t going anywhere,   ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᵂᴬˢ ᴵᵀ.     you shake your head,     gaze lifting to look at him,    pleading to just let it be;      there was nothing that he could do.      remaining strength is used to pull him next to you - opposing his pleas to leave,    to go to a hospital,   anything     !      you let your head drop onto his shoulder,   an unsteady breath taken as oxygen fought its way into lungs.
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“                   do you think if i ever actually 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 in gym,  this would be different?   ”             you have been drowning since you were born,   each year bled into the other,  ᶦⁿᵉˢᶜᵃᵖᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒʳᵐᵉⁿᵗ of the day-to-day.     this is always how the story was supposed to end, right?    fate had staked its claim when you entered this story: you had been dead since the beginning.      for all the things you had never believed in,  fate was not one of them;    it was 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 on your back,   always leading you where you were supposed to go.      you wanted to comfort steve even in your own, inevitable death.    hand reaches for his,    laughter following your words as if this was some big joke,     an early april fools where you would admit that it was sugar syrup,    the making of your very own horror film NOW WITH REAL EMOTION!   𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝟷𝟿𝟾𝟼.       but this was achingly real,     there was no happy endings at the end of this story.
the silence was uncomfortable,   you had always felt that way;  uncomfortable in the silence ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᴸᴵᴺᴳᴱᴿˢ,    terrified of what others thought of you,   if they knew.    too often you filled it with your own voice,   rambling off about whatever it was you watched that morning,   or the latest book to join the ever mounting collection at your bedside in languages that had died long before you made your way ᵀᴴᴿᴼᵁᴳᴴ ᴸᴵᶠᴱ   and indulged as if you had walked among them.     you think maybe that is what made death 𝑠𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔      you had seen it, lived it before.      you had spent your entire life thinking that nobody would care,    so why should you?         ᴮᵁᵀ ˢᵀᴱⱽᴱ                steve had somehow wedged himself into your life,    like a lit room at the end of a dark corridor;   𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒.    your eyes began to well with tears,    a single one running down dirt covered cheek,    salt and copper mixing in your mouth.
                     “       steve?    i       i’m scared.    ”
it felt like a sin to admit,    to be scared of death,     𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚜𝚜.   to think of the years you had wasted avoiding cracks in the sidewalk,   worried about the ᴵᴺᴱⱽᴵᵀᴬᴮᴸᴱ death of the sun,   or forgotten plans to run away tucked inside an old diary with maps marked with false locations.    you had spent so long planning to live,   somewhere along the way you forgot that you were 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐.   and now it was ripping away at the seams,   like grains of sand falling between your fingers.    you will be buried at night,   and you will ᴴᴬᵁᴺᵀ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴰᴬʸ as the sun dawns across hawkins,   the small town you never left.       "   ...    i don’t want to die.    ”
ʸᴼᵁ ᵂᴱᴿᴱ ᶜᴿʸᴵᴺᴳ,   and you were smiling in a way that you were sure made you look hysterical -     all crimson&crystal tears,   you could say anything you wanted to,   and with a final breath                  “    you’re finally one 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑥,    dingus .      ”
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inkoutsidethelines · 1 year
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Thinking about how I would write an adult Scooby-Doo series, because I think it can be done.
The first thing I’d do is make the characters actually be adults.  Still young, but adults, in the mid to late 20s range.  Mystery Inc. is a private detective type business that they run together.  In this universe, the supernatural/ghosts/etc are real, but not necessarily common, so when they take on a case, the culprit might be a person disguised as a monster, or it might actually be a real ghost.  The stakes can be higher; sometimes a bad guy is legitimately trying to kill them.  Sometimes the mystery they’re trying to solve is a murder.  Sometimes they actually get hurt on their cases.
Fred: the core of Fred’s character should be that he’s incredibly kind.  Like, give a stranger the shirt off his back kind.  The “Fred can’t talk to potential clients because he might take a case for free and we need to eat” kind.  He’s an honest and good person and sometimes gets himself into trouble because he assumes other people are too.  While he’s not very good at reading people or noticing ulterior motives, he’s brilliant when it comes to mechanical or engineering type stuff, so he’s the one who keeps the mystery machine running, builds their gadgets, and of course, designs the traps.
Daphne: she comes from old money, and her parents absolutely despise her life choices, to the point where they haven’t officially disowned her, but they have basically cut her off, so she doesn’t actually have access to any family money.  Growing up wealthy has granted her a variety of skills, including speaking multiple languages, horseback riding, and fencing.  She’s very into fashion and jewelry (even if she can’t afford it anymore) and has extensive knowledge of both that can occasionally provide a vital clue in a case. And even though her parents have cut her off, Daphne still has a wide network of contacts she can ask for favors sometimes, because she’s personable, and people tend to like her.  Daphne is also very emotionally intelligent, and is usually the one who can spot when someone is lying to them.
Side note - I ship Fred and Daphne, so I think I would start them off as an established couple for this universe.  Dating, engaged, married, I don’t care.  They are stupidly in love, ride or die for each other.  There’s no will they, won’t they, no worries about cheating.  They are in a healthy, happy, loving relationship, and no one (not even Daphne’s disapproving parents) are going to mess that up for them.
Velma: she is the forensics nerd who sometimes gets super excited about the wrong thing at the wrong time (”He was mummified in seconds? That’s so cool!” “Velma!  His wife is standing right there!” “Oh.  Sorry.”).  She’s not purposely insensitive, she just gets laser focused on her work and forgets to filter herself sometimes.  She’s also the one who can get so fixated on solving whatever mystery they’re working on, she’s willing to bend or maybe break laws.  Is breaking and entering really so bad?  Not if it gets them answers.
Shaggy: he is still the comic relief, but he’s the comic relief by being the only person in the group that actually has common sense.  He manages the business’s finances, he’s the only one who knows how to cook, and the others tease him for being a coward sometimes, but Shaggy maintains that if a ghost with an axe is coming for you, running is the only sensible option.  He should also have a range of random knowledge that sounds useless, but sometimes saves the day (ex ventriloquism, origami, the history of spoons, etc).
Scooby: as this is a universe where supernatural creatures exist, Scooby is an ancient eldritch type being that took a shine to Shaggy when he was a kid, and took the form of a talking dog to befriend and hang out with him.  Aside from the talking dog bit and not aging, he never uses his powers in a way that anyone notices.  The audience is not told upfront that Scooby is an ancient eldritch being; it should slowly be hinted at throughout the series so the audience put it together, but the characters never realize it.  Scooby genuinely considers Shaggy to be his best friend, and cares about the rest of the gang too.
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fairydriver · 2 months
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if you post an image in discord itll round the corners, but once you hit a certain smallness it rounds into a circle. so basically if you make an image that is 32x32 and you post it in discord itll go from this
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to this.
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so you basically can just draw a little face in mspaint or something and paste it into discord and itll look like a little emoji. you can potentially mess around with this a lot, its proportional to your image going smaller and it doesnt have to be a square either.
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roppiepop · 2 months
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Who’s coming to the cookout?
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wolfythewitch · 2 months
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Painting some studies
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goldensunset · 6 months
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did you know? if you do your laundry you can get your clothes back
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clementineskesh · 1 year
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the best thing about benoit blanc's clearly established emotional intelligence is knowing with 100% certainty that he did everything in his power to hurt miles bron's feelings on purpose
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critterbitter · 2 months
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A trip down memory lane! Though the tower seems to have changed…
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Celestial tower! Built during the direct aftermath of the Founding Unovan Civil War, it remains a cultural landmark in memory of those lost in the fire and storm.
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Time has dulled the scars left behind by the twin dragons. Today, the tower is primarily used as a mausoleum (the preferred method of burial are urns) and, well, a tourism site. Legend says if you climb to the top of the tower and ring the bell, you can lay your ghosts to rest. But mostly? You can ring a GIANT bell.
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Course, you gotta GET to that bell first.
Masterpost for more pokemon shenanigans here!
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idkaguyorsomething · 3 months
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“apollo wrote the hamilton musical in pjo” “hermes wrote the hamilton musical in pjo” you fools. ¿have you forgotten who the greek god of theatre is?
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Part 3
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And he missed the mark. Sometimes something that works well for one person doesn’t really fit right for another. Where Donnie feels more comfortable categorizing and ordering things into understandable data, Raph feels more relaxed when he can step away from mountains of text or numbers and simply be.
Perhaps there is a way to meet in the middle?
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petricorah · 10 months
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which zuko hairstyle is your fave? [id in alt]
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