#hero as ray also means king

[tai-janai]

sometimes I see in your art the voices call each other by things other than their original voice descriptor, like para as wire or oppy as flora. Is there an existing master list I can look at for the nicknames? Also, what was your reasoning for picking some of them?

so !

in game the voices never actually use their descriptors as names. but i have a lot of content that includes them directly referencing each other, so i had to give em names. perhaps names they would give each other.

so, looking at all of them (and my monster designs in Reunite), i also came up with connections to the greek pantheon, because of course i did.

so here they all are with their full legal names, alternate symbols, and greek god i associate with them

so yep. masterlist now exists

#stp #stp voices #the voices #god im so dizzy #excuse the shit handwriting #voices voices voices #other minor things: #hero as ray also means king #para 'connects' them all with MOC #oppy is very similar to witch so hes got that Fairy Witchcraft Magic in him #smitty has bell as in beauty but also church bells; weddings. worship. or death

[j4gm]

SPOILERS!!! REFERENCES AND EASTER EGGS IN F&C ep. 1: FIONNA CAMPBELL

Here's a bunch of stuff I spotted. Feel free to add more.

During the anime girl hero dream Fionna mentions Hans Brinker, a character from a novel which introduced speed skating to the United States.

The BMO style alarm clock has BMO's voice.

The ducks that steal Marshall Lee's money look like one-headed versions of the two-headed duck from the original Adventure Time title sequence.

Cheers is a real sitcom. Simon previously sang its theme song in the episode Simon & Marcy, and now it seems to have manifested in the human AU due to his connection with it.

Fionna says "stop acting crazy" to Cake with the same meter as Marceline said "stop acting crazy" to Ice King in the episode I Remember You.

We all spotted this in the trailer but there's a Magic Man hat in this shot. Magic Man's hat was most recently seen being worn by Betty.

The Betty statue also suggests that Simon's psyche has significant influence over this world. The fountain includes frogs, a symbol of change that was previously also used in Temple of Mars. And Fionna mentions the statue underwent renovation twelve years ago, which is the same amount of time that's passed in the prime universe since Betty's amalgamation with GOLB.

It would seem Mrs. Abadeer runs a vacuum cleaner company as well as being Fionna's landlady. And Queenie runs an accounting business as well as the tour bus.

The stickers on Marshall Lee's guitar case are all references to real life punk rock bands. X-Ray Pex = X-Ray Spex, Daikini Kill = Bikini Kill, PM might be a reference to AM as in the Arctic Monkeys. I'm not sure what Las Crudas and Dark Eyes are references to. Perhaps someone more familiar with punk rock can let me know?

In case you were wondering, the credits confirm that this is human genderswapped Fern. It's a bit more obvious now that we can see all her green clothes and backpack, and given what she said about her dreams being super messed up. I'm not gonna go through the rest of the cameo characters in this episode because most of them are pretty obvious or already got figured out when the trailer dropped. That said, if anyone knows who the bus driver is meant to be please let me know.

The sword in the window of this games shop looks very similar to Fionna's sword from the original comic series.

The latte that Gumball - ahem I mean Gary - makes in this scene features PB's swan.

Okay one more cameo mention because I feel like it might become significant later. This is Ice Queen.

Fionna and Cake are dreaming about their apartment block in the credits of this episode, but it has a roof like the Tree Fort and the same little boat with a telescope and parasol.

Episode 2 to follow!

#adventure time #fionna and cake #easter egg posts

[evilminji]

Okay, you know how City Spirits are a thing?

And Superheros both Die, Un-Die, Re-Die, Dimensionally Sorta Maybe Die But Then Don't, and also never Died in the first place? And probably do at least a portion of that in Medical? While ALSO hanging out, quantumly maybe Dead, maybe alive, in their Super Cool Clubhouse?

Which is ALSO exposed to space rays, the entirety of The Magic Club, weird alien Technology, aaaaand whatever they decide to store on it??

:T

I'm just SAYING...

For as long as dwellings Of Significance have existed, there have been house spirits. They are the IDEA of the house. The SIGNIFICANCE of it. What makes it HOME. The weight of the halls that turn into Halls. And The Watchtower? Is KNOWN to enough people, to have SIGNIFICANCE.

It's a HALL where Heros Live. A Place Of Safety. It GAURDS.

It is also inanimate. Steeped heavily in every sort of energy, be it magic or science, and multidimensional fuckery imaginable. But? Not SENTIENT. Yet.

Until of course... this new fangled Anti-Ghost Shield comes out. By the new and recently no-longer on the run (from the Goverment they're at war with) Dr.'s Fenton! Why were they are war? Don't worry about it!

They Won.

:)

Unrelated! Never threaten their kids. They WILL find you. Not a threat, just informing!

:) :)

The security guy they sent to the expo was from Gotham, unfortunately. So he found the couple to be completely normal. They? Should not have sent Thomas. He was hired BECAUSE his parents were Mad Scientists in the making. Batman was steering him away from a life of crime. Thomas could judge "normal" from "deeply unhinged" if it belly danced infront of him, in the seduction dance of a thousand, deep fried, mackerel.

It's his version of face blindness. Great with technology though! And the shield worked a treat. Even promised to be both ethical AND programmable! Not harming the ghosts it pushed out unless they try to force entry AND allowing them to program in exceptions. Allowing Heros such as Deadman to freely enter!

Is it a little janky looking? Yeah. But if it works, it works. They add it to the systems and flip it on.

One small and immediate problem. There is now a small knight shaped child in the engine room. She was NOT there a second ago. She has controlo of the ENTIRE Watchtower, claims to BE the Watchtower, and knows all their names. Knows a disturbing level of information about every employee on the Tower.

Oh and apparently "No one is leaving."

No one panic! Just unplug the... she has swallowed the ghost shielding unit into a wall. Slightly panic.

Panic lite.

Luckily, no one is willing to throw the first punch at what appears to be a small child. So the JLA Dark have a chance to literally run over.

They demand to know who's bright idea it was to add... "ectoplasm"? Was THAT the energy source? Oooh. Their departments probably in trouble. Later though, the hero's are trying to negotiate with a small child. Who is apparently a ghost.

It's not SAFE, she's insisting. Everyone has to stay HERE where she can protect them. From the nebulous threat of Bad Guys. They LEAVE and come back HURT. She is UPSET and everyone is going to STAY! Forever!

Not good.

Then Thomas pipes up, like the oblivious asshole he is, that he should PROBABLY call the engines makers. They did mention something a long these lines might happen.

WHAT.

You think, Thomas? Might be a good idea, maybe? Just a bit? YES FUCKING CALL THEM!

(All right, all right! No need to YELL! *ring ring* 'Ello? Maddie? Sorry to catch you at dinner-)

So now? There is a glowing college student, who was escorted here by a WEREWOLF, who just? Tore open reality? To some green, swirling hellscape? And popped through like "sup, sorry I'm late. Was in a council meeting!" And judging by the ficking CROWN and the various quietly panicking magic users, he probably didn't mean student council, and just?

Guess he's hear to talk to their newly sentient Tower.

Question! Asks Thomas, of the fucking Ghost King because of course he does, are they Dads now? Or if they already have kids, Dads AGAIN? Do they have to come up with a baby name?

.......oh dear lord, the Ghost King looks like he has to think about it.

What are we gonna tell our SPOUSES!? "Hey honey, guess what I got at work today! A NEW CHILD. They're a space station!"

@hdgnj @nerdpoe @ailithnight @the-witchhunter @hypewinter @mutable-manifestation

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #dcxdp #dc x dp prompt

[miguelhugger2099]

A Knight's Oath

Summary: You're a princess in need of a personal guard after your father's passing. Miguel from the enemy kingdom, is assigned to become a spy that kills you. Next>>

Knight!Miguel x Princess!Reader, Enemies to Lovers(?), Angst, Fluff, Not proofread, Word Count: 1,005

Like any tale as old as time, history is never clean. Freedom is never gained through peace. It is violence, a necessary one at that, in order to get what you need. Even if it means becoming the villain to some and the hero to others.

Your father was no exception. As a young king, his father had died in battle protecting the kingdom during a famine. With its citizens crying for help and other countries trying to step on their kingdom, your father had picked up a sword and began to lead a slaughter in the name of freedom. With your mother at his side, she helped on the inside, providing jobs, and a sense of community for hope and pride of their heritage. It had been a long thirteen years of bloodshed, but ultimately, the king had successfully pushed back intruders and helped bring his kingdom back to life.

In the middle of the war, you had been born–a princess–a new era of hope and peace for the land. Your people had celebrated your birth with parades, art, music and dancing, while your parents always showed you off with pride. For the next couple of years, you had been raised to be kind, resilient and humble. You were still just a baby when it had ended, so you did not know the true extent of it. You did know there was a war where other countries had looked down upon you and despite the small size of your army, you had won. You knew your father did whatever he had to do to protect the faces of the common people and the future of your life so you never faulted him for it.

Unfortunately, your father passed just before you reached adulthood. An unknown illness and went in his sleep. Everyone had mourned the terrible loss of their protector and beloved king, father and husband. Despite his actions in war, he was always incredibly kind to his people and was a great role model of a man in your life. You took pride in the fact you were his flesh and blood and that would never change. So with honor and grace, you worked hard to follow in his footsteps to be a great leader.

Others, however, did not share the same feelings. In other stories, your father was the devil himself. A cruel king that had struck anyone who had gotten in his way, caused the downfall of armies and used wicked ways to poison and torture troops to his advantage. When word of his passing had spread, many had celebrated the death of the evil king and hoped all those who lived in his kingdom perished with him.

Miguel O’Hara was one who thought the same. He hated the king that had started a war and it killed his father, hated how the aftermath of it left his mother depressed and his family starving. His homeland was in shambles because of your father and for years, he prayed for a chance to help his own country in gaining revenge.

So, for years Miguel had worked his way up in the ranks of his homelands army. A protector of his people and a way to finally fight back if another war were to break out again. He not only trained hard for his home, but to also feed his family—his mother and little brother. He often worried about them but little Gabriel was always eager to help while Miguel was away. Always a kind soul, he was.

When rumors had gone out that his king had been planning on planting a spy and an assassination on the princess of the enemy land, Miguel’s interest had been piqued. He thought to himself, without an heir, that wicked kingdom would surely fall to its knees and get what they deserve.

Naturally, Miguel had been called in for an audience with the king. He bent down on one knee and bowed his head.

“My Lord.” He greeted.

The king’s slicked back white hair practically glinted in the sunlight where its rays were seeping through the tall windows of the throne room. “Stand, soldier.” His voice boomed.

Miguel stood back up, the metal of his knight armor clanking against each other and he rested his wrist on his sword by his side. The king spoke again. “My boy, you are the finest gem in our armed forces. Your victories are endless and you make all of us here proud.”

Miguel’s face didn’t move, still as ever and it only made the king’s grin curl up even more.

“Which is why I’ve assigned you a special mission,” Miguel took a deep breath. “As the princess of Etheria’s guard.”

Now that had made Miguel’s face scrunch up in disgust. “My Lord, forgive me but–” He quickly shut his mouth when the king raised his hand.

“You will portray yourself as one of them. Eat, sleep and breathe like them and gain a position of a knight in their castle,” He explained. “There are talks of the princess needing a personal guard. Once you have gained information and the trust of those lowlife scum, you are to kill her. Once she is dead, we will invade their land and finish what they started.”

Miguel let his words seep into his thoughts. To live amongst the people he’s loathed since the beginning? It was barbaric and humiliating.

But this was his chance. A chance at revenge. He was angered when the king had died before he could even get close. Now, with the opportunity of sticking a sword in his own daughter’s heart–Miguel felt that was an even better alternative.

He was snapped out of his thoughts by his king. “Do what you must to be as convincing as possible. Care for her, protect her, admire her, kill one of our own if need be– just make sure that no one expects a thing… Especially the princess.” Miguel stood up straighter, saluting the man in front.

“Yes, My Lord.”

“Dismissed.”

A/N: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o'hara x you #miguel x reader #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderman #miguel spiderverse #miguel ohara #spiderman 2099 #miguel o'hara imagine

[enyalios-shrine]

𝘼𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 101

Hi! I’m Raven (or Ray), and I’ve been an Ares devotee for almost five years now. You want to start worshiping him? Great! Despite what today’s media makes of him - which I will talk about a lot in this post - , he’s actually a very caring, gentle and (dare I say) beginner-friendly deity! In general, a great choice! (Also, this is inspired by another post I saw but forgot to save - so, credits for the idea goes to that person) So, let's get started.

WHO IS ARES? - MODERN MISCONCEPTIONS

Since I’m assuming you already know the broad strokes of who he is (Greek god of war, bloodshed, violent and so forth), this section will be about some of the misconceptions most people have of Him. If you’ve ever consumed any Greek mythology-related media, I’m sure you’ve seen the following caricature: beefy, misogynistic, violent, stupid jerk, rude and always looking for a fight. While, yes, He IS violent (He's the god of war, afterall), that's far from all He has to offer.

Did you know Ares is actually historically a major feminist? That’s probably the first thing to get demystified about Him when you talk to an Ares devotee or worshiper, so I’m not really saying ground-breaking news here, but since a fair amount of people don’t know about it, I thought it was a fair mention. So, let’s get into the actual myths and proofs for this claim:

Ares was the father of and supported the Amazons in battle, a group of female-only warriors and hunters.

He’s one of the only male deities in Greek mythology to not have sexually harassed or raped someone. Yes, even other deities viewed as “nice” such as Apollo and Hermes have done so (I don’t mean any disrespect for those deities here - I’m also an Apollo devotee).

Ares was held in trial for the murder of Halirrhotius, a son of Poseidon, after he raped one of Ares’ daughters, Alkippe. He was acquited of murder by the gods. Remember, back in ancient Greece, women didn’t have ANY rights - raping one was not considered a crime or even frowned upon as far as I'm aware.

One of His epithets is “Ares Gynaikothoina", which means "feasted by women". During a war between the Tegeans and the Spartans, the women of Tegea defended the city from a invasion led by the Spartan king Charilaus. After arming themselves, they defeated the Spartans following an ambush. Among the prisoners was the Spartan king himself. In commemoration, they would hold a feast in honor of Ares, to which only women were invited.

All in all, Ares is protective, just, and encouraging of His children as well as worshipers and devotees. He’s not the piece of shit jock most people think of when you mention His name. Please stop doing my man this dishonor, He deserves so much better.

BASIC INFO

His Roman counterpart is Mars. He’s the son of Zeus and Hera, and his consourt is Aphrodite (even though they’re not officially married). His divine children are Phobos and Deimos (twin daimones/personified spirits of panic and terror, respectively), Harmonia (goddess of harmony and concord), Antero (erote/god of requited love) and Eros (erote/god of carnal love), all which he had with Aphrodite, as well as Drakon of Thebes (a giant serpent), which he apparently had by himself.

As for hero children; Cycnus (a bloody-thirsty men who was murdered by Herakles), Diomedes of Thrace (who had man-eating horses for some reason), Thrax (who founded Thrace), Oenomaus (Greek king of Pisa), and the Amazons (female warriors and hunters as mentioned above).

His symbols and associations are: spears, swords, helmets, armour, dogs, chariots, shields, The Chariot & The Emperor tarot cards, etc.

FESTIVALS AND DAYS

Tuesdays are holy to Ares and are ruled by the planet Mars (again, his Roman counterpart), which means they’re associated with action, energy, strength, and courage, as well as the color red.

As for festivals, He was typically honored with special rites in times of war or just before battles. There were also two annual festivals: one in the town of Geronthrae in ancient Laconia, celebrated only by men, and one in Tagea in Arcadia, celebrated only by women, where His "feasted by women" epithet came from. There's hardly any info on exact dates (from the Attic calendar or not) or info about any other festivals.

SACRED ANIMALS

Serpents

Dogs

Vultures

Woodpecker

Barn owls

Eagle owls

SACRED PLANTS

There’s no plant, flower or tree traditionally associated with Ares, unfortunately, so I’m gonna give a list of my UPG’s. Now, I’m not a witch, so I don’t know about the magical properties of the plants I’m about to list (if you’re a witch and were looking for something like that, my bad). However, I am a florist and have a special interest in floriography, so I assign them to Him based on vibe, meaning, etc.

Amaryllis (Means “Pride”)

Basil (Means “Hate”)

Water hemlock (Means “Death”)

Snapdragon (Means “Presumption”, but I think he just likes the way it looks)

Poppy (Means “Eternal sleep”, but has a long history with wars, being the first kind of flora to start growing in abandoned battlefields that were previously considered infertile)

Nettle (Means “Cruelty”)

Magnolia (Means “Dignity”)

Yarrow (Means “Cure for a broken heart”, and is said to have been used by Achilles to heal his men on the battlefield, which is why the scientific name is “Achillea”)

Ginger (Associated with “Heat”)

Pepper, spices, etc (idk he just gives the vibes)

OFFERINGS & DEVOTIONAL ACTS

Honestly, the only slander Ares should be getting is that He likes edgy teenage boy things. That being said, here's some ideas/suggestions, first for devotional acts and then offerings:

Workout or do any kind of physical activity

Take care of your mental and physical health

Stand up for yourseld and what you believe in

Learn about past wars, battles, and riots

Do things that make you feel badass/brave/empowered

Go to a protest

Work on managing your anger (especially for my fellow BPD havers)

Pet a dog

Honor His children and Aphrodite

For offerings; any kind of meat, especially red

Anything sharp (cool knives or daggers, broken glass, etc)

Bones!!

Halloween decor (I personally have those fake plastic snakes, spiders, and a skull on His altar)

Black coffee, the stronger the better

Any alcohol, but especially whiskey

Anything spicy

WHY WORSHIP ARES? - A PERSONAL RANT

Living in an extremely physically abusive household, I had to know and be acostumed to violence from a very young age. That violence left with many things - BPD and C-PTSD, to name a few - but mostly importantly, it left me only being able to feel one thing: anger.

I was angry at everything. Angry at the world for allowing me to have to live through such a horrible situation, angry at my mom for not standing up for me, angry at my abuser, even angry at myself for not ever trying to fight back or protect myself (though now I realize that was completely out of the question. I was only 8, what could I have done against a man in his 30's that was three times my size?).

That anger didn't go away after I got away from my abuser. If anything, it grew worse. I'd yell, break everything around me, say horrible things to the people I loved - I was a totally different person. I could barely recognize myself. I was an empty shell, filled with absolutely nothing else than the purest form of resentment and wrath, things that had been brewing inside of me since I was a child. I never had the choice to become anything else.

Ares understands violence. He's the god of it. He knows when it's justifiable and when it's not, when it serves a purpose and when it's out of pure malice. He helped me realize that instead of trying to fight against my anger out of the shame it made me feel, I had to embrace it - become one with it. It's a part of me, at the end of the day. I just had to figure out how to control it instead of letting it control me.

He embraced me when I was too disgusted with this ugly side of me to even look in a mirror. I was scared of myself - he wasn't. He's seen worse. I never had someone accept me and all my flaws before, god or otherwise.

That's why it's so upsetting to see the modern depictions so many people have of him. Someone so understanding and loving being defined by the worst parts of Himself, just like I used to do with myself in the past.

Ares is the god of war, war is not the god of Ares.

#hellenic pagan #hellenic polytheism #ares #ares devotee #ares devotion #ares worshiper #ares worship #hellenic polytheist #my posts

[the-plantlikefishie-dafi-writes]

Agreement with the Sun

An Arataki Itto x Reader Fanfic

Tags: Arataki Itto x Ruler!Reader, Fake Marriage, Made-up means of governance for Inazuma haha, SLOW BURN (At least I think it is <3), Reader is reserved but a little arrogant, Workaholic Reader, Himbo! Arataki Itto, Sunshine Arataki Itto, Eventual Fluff

Author's Note: Wow I actually gained the courage and posted this fic! Constructive criticism is much welcomed! Take note, I got too silly...

First Sunrise, First Moonfall - A Child of Ame-no-Uzume

🎶 O, Sunkissed Moon, beloved by the Sun, Its rays kiss your face, love questioned by none 🎶

He didn’t know what he expected. But, definitely not this.

If only he could get into a spar right now. Bust some bad guys with a jab, left-right, and a 'kapow!' that would be sure to wake him! But instead, the insanely boring stacks and stacks of papers made his eyes heavy even though he usually slept with his eyes open. Like, dude, what were these even for? It was a waste of good trees if you ask Itto.

If only he could catch some awesome beetles, he would have some fun with a bunch of kids by now and finally break his ridiculous losing streak which has been a major headache! However, two out of three cups of tea got cold from the incredibly long conversation by nerds who he would rather not upset unless he wanted to live in a nightmare.

Without having anything fun to do, he just spaced out. After all, Itto was surrounded by walls made of the finest purple silk and materials. Its design resembled the gentle waves of the sea and the eloquent color of electro. He eyed the gifts of foreign jade trinkets, placed proudly on quality wooden tables and the illuminating lanterns crested with Inazuma’s proud element. The scent of fine sakura perfume wafted through the air in the dim yet well lit room in Tenshukaku.

Man. He shouldn’t be spacing out like this! He is Arataki Itto for archon’s sake! The Arataki "Above All, Bold-Blooded" Itto! He can do whatever he wants… So why couldn’t he do all those he would rather do?

Well, it was because of you, The reigning ruler of Inazuma. He didn’t realize there was another ruler other than the Raiden Shogun. He didn’t really care who is in charge of Inazuma as long as he can live life as much as he wants, but maybe, you were also the reason why the humans became friendly to the onis and the rest of the yokai. He huffed, only a little as to not interrupt the conversation you and Shinobu had.

If only he wasn’t so awesomely charming and handsome that night!

You were just looking around that night. You were tiny, small compared to him, maybe, a little shy. With your cloaked figure, were you possibly a traveler?

"Hey, man! You look like you ain't around here!" he chirped as he tapped your shoulder and his hand returned to his hips. "Enjoying the festival so far?"

"Oh. I actually live in Inazuma. I just don't come out often." "An introvert! Hey, gotta respect that. You know, a lot of cool people I know are introverts like the renowned golden-haired traveler! Savior of Dragons, Conqueror of the Abyss, Teyvat's hero! Too bad, they ain't here though. Miss 'em." You nodded at his words as you dropped your hood down. And here it is, Itto always knew he was talented since birth at making friends! You finally lowered your guard, and you even gave him a smile.

…Hm? Pretty?

"Haha. I did meet them. I'm glad they reunited." Oh, so you knew the Traveler’s goals too? You’d have to get pretty close to them to do that. Just who are you, small mysterious person? "I haven't enjoyed the festival yet. I don't really know what to do," you added with fingertips pressed together and an awkward smile.

A smile curled up and a loud boisterous voice emerged from Itto, "Hahaha! Well, you are in luck, my compadre! I, Arataki the "Festival King of Fun and Revelry" Itto is here to serve you! When there's fun to be had, I am most undoubtedly there!" Oh, he could feel that adrenaline pumping into his veins! He has to get the gang into this! He looked over at his growing gang and shouted, "Hey, guys! Let's show 'em how to rock a real Festival!"

That was how the great Arataki Itto managed to get the seemingly-uptight you to a night of holler and laughs. What surprised him the whole night was not during the height of the clinking drinks and shared enthusiasm, but during the distant singing of an old man and the diminishing hype of the night. Shinobu had just pointed out your status as ruler, as the esteemed sun of Inazuma.

No way. No way.

You know how to party, he'll give you that. But, he can't believe he has been picking up, carrying you, oni-handling the second-in-command from the Raiden Shogun like a bunch of boxes… For the whole night no less!

He was also crazy loud, and he hoped he didn't say a joke that was offensive that could ruin his 150-day streak without getting into jail.

He began to shove the feeling of cold sweat in the backroom of his mind, and Itto smirked as his pointer and thumb framed the chin of his gorgeous face, "Heh, looks like Arataki the "Festival king of Fun and Revelry" served a hotshot tonight! Was my service just as awesome as you expected, esteemed sun?"

You let out a laugh. "Mister Arataki, you are adorable."

Shinobu and Itto flinched and widened their eyes. A hoot of laughter was so unusual to see from someone who is deemed stoic by the public. And, a compliment? Surely, Itto has greatly achieved many things tonight compared to everyone else in Inazuma. Of course, it is expected of the oni king! And, "Mister Arataki"? Prissy and pretty name to add to the long list of titles and all, but where did the sudden politeness come from? He just remembered that you were calling him "Itto" as the whole gang hollered while you were trying to scoop some goldfish.

"Of course, I had fun," you grinned.

Phew. Good thing you aren't nitpicky. He bowed exaggeratedly as he chuckled, "I am glad to be of service."

Itto knew you could see how his head was getting bigger than his body now. You smiled a little wider, "I enjoyed it so much that…"

Huh. There's more? Well, he was ready for you to compliment his entertaining charm.

"I wish to be your betrothed. Arataki Itto, will you marry me?" Itto witnessed you shine and sparkle to coax him to agree— you placed your hand on your chest as you knelt down on one knee, staring into his eyes with eager glee.

….HUH?

You met eyes with your day-dreaming future husband, and gave him a welcoming smile in the midst of an important discussion, cold tea, and stacked papers. It was a little forced, but the way he smiled back was so genuine and infectious, your true eloquent smile appeared. His infectious aura and presence was what made you enjoy that night and what made you choose him.

Good. He is the perfect candidate as a husband for you: an intimidating resting face everyone will cower in fear from, then the friendliest smile that knows no inequality, inclusive and outgoing personality, the leader of a gang that has been giving itself a good name in recent years, and no true influence to the government of Inazuma.

You were glad to have met him that night.

It was your time to rest in the stuffy yet plain room. Tired eyes fluttered to the beautiful sights of the Festival. Dancing sakura petals of the wind waltz with the lights of the city. The hustle and bustle sang and harmonized with the music of Inazuma. Culture of games, masks and silk infested the streets to satisfy the people and Yokai. Commissioner Kamisato was right; the Shirasagi Himegimi outdid herself this time. The night was too alluring to stay in your room as warmth started to bubble in your heart. Maybe, you won’t spend your night in your stuffy room today.

Indeed, those elders would criticize and lecture you, but at the very best, those grimy sons or selfish daughters of theirs will have no room in your work and your thoughts. At the very least, in your marriage with Itto, he wouldn’t do much for Inazuma other than some minor inconveniences. He would do his own things, and you would do yours. He wouldn’t have any problems with money, shelter, and clothing, and you wouldn’t have any problems with annoying suitors. Now, you have a reason to turn them down.

You also gave your husband his freedom to love whoever he wants.

In the lengthy contract that cited rules and regulations and written agreements between the Arataki Gang Leader and the Esteemed Sun of Inazuma, there, you have written: “The Esteemed Sun of Inazuma, □⁠□⁠□□, agrees for the Arataki Gang Leader, Arataki Itto, to have a romantic or sexual relationship outside of the contractual marriage between the two parties.”

“Hm, are you sure you want this part to be in the contract? Won’t it cause some kind of scandal? It might not jeopardize you, esteemed sun. But the Arataki gang will face grave repercussions." Kuki Shinobu voiced out.

How lucky was Arataki Itto to have a jack of all trades like her? You got a little envious, but the feeling hid behind the curtain. "Dear Kuki, is someone with the likes of Itto even interested in romance?" you whispered.

She actually pondered on your joke, but you pressed on with a grin. "Either way, please notify me if he plans to have a lover. I will make a scandal wherein I have another lover as well as make the narrative sympathize with Itto. Now, they won't be so rude if they think with their little heads. To kill the attention on me, I will announce something beneficial to Inazuma’s-"

"Wait," Itto tapped in, long fingers playing a rhythm to the dark wood. "You're going to sacrifice your reputation? For me to have my own lover?" He raised his brow.

"Of course? My "love life" won't affect my service.”

“Aren’t you technically my lover according to this contract?”

“Well, do you love me?”

“Uh…”

“Think of this as a marriage for convenience, Itto,” you gently smiled, mostly because he was cute, but slightly you placed him at a corner. “We don’t have to love each other.”

"Heh! Well, think again, sunshine!" He crossed his arms and widely opened his mouth. "I'm not gonna be some kind of cheating jerk and fail this marriage! I ain't gonna fall in love with anyone or ain't gonna make out with anyone else but my future wife! I am gonna be an awesome and committed husband as granny oni taught!"

Honestly, you stifle a laugh. "Is that so? It isn’t really cheating since we don’t have feelings for each other, and this relationship is obviously one of empty commitment. You will get bore-"

Before you could add anything, you could feel Itto's hand grab yours as he brought it to his lips. "Then, I'll use my good ol' Arataki "The Handsome Oni" Itto charm to make you fall for me" he winked.

You pondered. Does he read those cheesy light novels?

DON’T PLAGIARIZE, REPOST, OR TRANSLATE ANY OF MY WORKS.

Thank you and God bless!

#notice how I posted at April 1 #HAHAH #arataki itto x reader #itto x reader #arataki itto x you #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin x you #arataki itto fanfic #itto fanfic #genshin fake marriage #genshin fluff #Dafifish writes #itto slow burn #arataki itto slow burn #arataki itto eventual fluff #itto eventual fluff

[vo-kopen]

Got off my butt and finally read the origins for the public domain superheroes Micro-Face and Zippo. Both came from Hillman Periodicals and premiered in Clue Comics No 1 along with the more famous public domain hero Boy King and his Giant. Unlike then, Micro-Face and Zippo are inventors who built their powers. Zippo is pictured above, he’s a low level speedster whose max speed is like 65 mph to 85 mph. (I do not recall it coming up in his origin, but I saw both numbers cited on the public domain superheroes wikia) Micro-Face works more from the shadows, his mask has a microphone built in to broadcast his voice, and it also enhances his hearing and gives him telescopic and x- ray vision. He’s more the type to play mind games, confusing his enemies to have them turn on each other.

Micro-Face’s story is the worst aged of the two in my eyes, for one thing a gangster gets called the G-slur by a cop, and Micro-Face is the brother of a cop and my gut says ACAB. Also the villain’s plan is … weird. His gang randomly kills one cop at a time, and then use the dead guy’s badge for the winning number an underground lottery, then the winner of the lottery gets the money only to be later assassinated by the gang so they can take the money back. It is bizarre and complicated and I don’t get it. I do appreciate how distinct Micro-Face looks, and the idea of him listening in from afar and then broadcasting messages to confuse his enemies is unique in a book where punching is more the style, but his fight scenes then end up being not very dynamic. Likewise Micro-Face does not have much of a supporting cast in his origin, his brother dies and he’s like the only named character in his life. On the contrary, Zippo has a secretary, she’s barely in it and I cannot remember her name, but that’s still a bit meater.

Zippo is better in terms of aging, no slurs that I noticed. The plot of his is also a little weird but it felt more coherent, I believe the villain (who has a theme unlike Micro-Face’s gangsters) is using rumors to make factory workers jump ship from war plant to war plant, and the villain gets a cut of the profits for recruiting them. Meanwhile, the original factories have to rehire employees and those new worker have to be retrained so even though the experienced workers are still employed, it slows production. I think that’s a plot. I am not a fan of the war industry, (feels like there ain’t a war crime the U.S. hasn’t done) and it does get a bit “patriotic,” but the comic came out in 1943 so it was during WWII, so I will make an exception. Admittedly Zippo is a PI and that’s borderline ACAB in my gut, but the comic actually addresses that he’s a bit out of the system, and it does give his civilian identity a plausible reason to be investigating, and a reason people would ask him for help. His design is more generic superhero than Micro-Face save for the wheels on his boots, (head gear is fun though) but his action scenes are far more dynamic, and he uses his tech in unique ways. I mean yeah he can move fast, but as a minor spoiler, his wheels can work as sawblades. Also his enemy in this story is called the Pirate and after he kills his doubting henchmen there is actual blood on his sword. The Pirate instantly was more threatening than Big Boston or whatever the name of the gangster in Micro-Face’s story was, tell the truth I kind of already forgot it. But the Pirate, I would say he is an actual supervillain. Overall, Zippo’s origin was a good enough story, maybe not the best, but perfectly fine. And apparently his story got reprinted seven or so years back, so I might want to look that up. Could be cool to have a physical copy.

So yeah, enjoy these thoughts on the first appearances of two Golden Age inventor superheroes. And again, they both are in the public domain and are free to use for anyone. And that’s kind of why I looked into them, to see if I would want to use them in my original superhero stuff. I have kind of a rough concept for them crossing over with some of my characters, long story.

Tagging @espanolbot2 @nitpickrider @majingojira @paulsebert @akirakan @thefingerfuckingfemalefury @bear-of-mirrors @renaroo @heckcareoxytwit and anyone else who might be interested in my thoughts for the origin of two tech superheroes. Of them, I might try to check out Zippo’s next appearance the next time I get spellslots/spoons, as you might notice I vibed with his story more.

#superheroes #public domain #zippo #hillman periodicals #clue comics #public domain characters

[stardust-wanderlust]

Ok - Real Talk

This fandom is wild. I’m seeing people write dissertations about how *that* side of the fandom doesn’t understand the nuances of *my* favs while completely ignoring the nuances of the rest of the characters (and it literally doesn’t matter if it’s the TopMew side or the Boston/SandRay side because I’ve seen these crappy takes for both though the TopMew ones seem to be more obnoxious about having to be right)

OFS has everything:

A voyeuristic chaos gremlin

A Babygirl!Stalker

A depressed cokehead poor little rich boy

A depressed alcoholic poor little rich boy

A ‘King of the Side Hustle’ actual poor boy (who is just super over it all)

And the lesbians

So when someone says Mew is coming off as a little bland, it’s because he is not fitting with the full on Telenovela vibes of everybody else!

It’s also why I think the ‘master manipulator’ think pieces were so prevalent for the first couple episodes. People were just trying to figure out which soap character he was going to be. — I think he is going to be the *Tyra Banks ‘we were all rooting for you!’ Character (as Tyra)* living his best Lemonade!Era. And therefore we just haven’t seen it yet (we are only 5 eps in my dudes).

From day 1 the actors and creators of this show have said that nobody is really going to be all good or all bad. That means there are no villains (yes, that includes our favorite petty bitch!boston). But it also means that there are no heroes (or damsels in distress - no matter how much Ray tries).

So when I say that Mew is condescending and sanctimonious - I am not hating him. I’m just pointing out one of his flaws - they want us to see these character flaws.

It’s no different than when someone points out Ray’s financial condescension when he is cosplaying poor with Sand. I love Ray, he and all of his issues is my favorite in this show. But silver spoon, generational wealth, rich boys don’t understand poverty and can be very patronizing about it until they learn.

That is nuance. And this show is chock full of it.

So, as someone who is not really vibing with the “Standard Thai University BL” TopMew yet, I would like everybody to chill. TopMew are currently in their ~a little boring and bland~ 2gether era. But I have faith that Jojo and the other creators won’t be keeping them there for long (see the Ep. 6 preview 👀).

Remember, this is the Messy Gays being Messy show and Mew hasn’t gotten his chance to be messy yet.

#only friends the series #ofts #ofts mew #topmew #sandray #ofts boston #the Mary suing of Mew is very annoying #let him be messy! #this is the messy gays being messy show!

[juniaships]

I watched the proof of concept for a small soldiers sequel here's my theories/plot

In the video/official information it Ray Razor and Caden Cannon were siblings who fought for currently unnamed Empire. Caden gets injured in battle, Ray takes him to the pit in hopes of curing him. To her horror the Nekron transforms Caden into a monster. It also infects her arm but she cuts it off before it could mutate her too. Believing that the pit has turned her brother evil Ray swears revenge. Some time later she leads a group of possible vets called the Space Elites with the goal of avenging Caden and wiping out all Nekron.

On Caden's end he is now called Khadenn and leads the Nekronites, after defeating their original leader in battle (likely the one he got injured in). He retains his memory of his past life. While he wishes to bring peace and reunites with his sister, he is unable to get through to her.

Essentially it's the same set up as the original movie but 🌟IN SPACE!🌟

So now we got the story here my take in how it could go: Instead of following the first movie beat for beat, both the "monsters" and humans are heroes/victims/morally grey(?).

It's mentioned that the Nekron isn't an inherently malevolent force. It chooses its wielder (as seen with some of the backstories). My guess is the Nekron was going to morph Ray because she was willing to lay her life down for her family. Perhaps both were meant to be the new leaders but Ray's prejudices and anger blinds her. Instead of trusting the Nekronite/her destiny she sticks to blindly obeying her cause and her lifestyle.

On Khadenn's end the reason why he mutated is he is the one who could bring peace to the galaxy. The mutation is an opportunity to unlearn everything he was taught to believe in and fight for something legitimately worthy. Similar to Archer's role but Khadenn's an actual king!

The real villain is explicitly the Empire Ray and Caden used to work for. Ray and her Elites find out they are merely tools to further imperialistic interests. Doesn't help they're running on anger and revenge which makes them more susceptible to manipulation without even being noticed. The Empire wants the nekronite for their own means. Maybe Khadenn saves her or does something that reminds her that the original Caden is still there. It be a cool twist on the first film; instead of the human soldiers being the only villains, it sends a message message that soldiers are also victims of a system that does not care for them.

The Empire could be represented by a corporation who makes the toys. Showing us that corps (and empires) do not care about us; but it's also up to us to speak up and question and not blindly obeying every little thing.

The Nekronites are still good guys but they're actively more warriors than the Gorgonites. That means they do rather shady if not outright morally dark things. But the message is also NOBODY deserves to be wiped out. Genocide is genocide no matter who deserves it or not. They end up teaming up with the elites to bring down the empire.

Those are my ideas for the sequel. I would be amused if some of my ideas turned out to be actual canon. But it be a cool twist on the concept without making it a total rehash.

#small soldiers #small soldiers war for the nekron #war for the nekron #ray razor #khadenn #caden cannon #war for the necron #small soldiers 2 #small soldiers war for the necron

[elytra404]

so i love coming up with au's for my fandoms that ill never actually write, so yk what? its time to make them a tumblr series!! first up?

ely's hypothetical dsmp marvel au!!!

Meet: the avengers, though their fans tend to call them the sleepy bois! (an inside joke from when the iron bird may have fallen asleep before a very important conference). The line up is as follows!

The Iron Bird! This man, also know as Phil, or Philza affectionately, got rich from a mix of inheritance and coding skills! This one man army can rival all of Nintendo! Well, a man and a robot, if you include his highly advanced digital assistant!

Wilbur! More commonly known by the superhero name, Retrocognition, Wilbur is Philza's assistant! originally created as an ai, he now has a body thanks to the infinity stone in his head! He was originally made as a replica of Philza's son, whose death pushed him to becoming a superhero, but Wilbur has grown into his own being!

This brings us to Philza and Wilbur's first real friend for years, Fire ant. Moved on from her days as a german spy, Fire Ant now works for Phil and helps him in his superhero escapades! Those close to her know her as Niki, and well her instincts are sharp and her mind suspicious, she can make a mean pastry.

And now, coming out of the ice for the first time in decades, its Captain America! She may be a tad old, and catching on lost time, but shes still as strong as ever! Her real name is Cara, but her friends call her Puffy! Why? Nobody really remembers to be honest. Shes our favorite super soldier, and a complete bad ass when shes not trying to figure out how a phone works!

Next in the line up, the great god of thunder, Tho- oh, sorry, turns out he now prefers the more 'human' 'discrete' name of Technoblade? Well, no matter the name, Techno is a wonderful god! Loyal to his hammer, the orphan obliterator! (turns out Milnor was a mistranslation? well thank god(s) for that!) A tad absentminded, and always cracking jokes about some kind of wall, he may just be the most powerful on the team.

But our team wouldn't be complete without our final three! Why, its Goop, Hawkeye, and... Fundy? Sure!

First off, the amazing Goop! Thanks to some gamma rays, great scientist Charlie Sicle became some what of a monster. He's a totally normal man with a perfectly normal bone structure, until you make him mad! Then, well you ever heard of a d&d ooze? Yea... you can have fun with that.

Then, we have Hawkeye. Also known as Jack Manifold (hes not the best at secret identities), this super powered hero is... what is he actually? Why do they keep him around? Well... anyway this family man is probably a wonderful addition to the team!

And last but certainly not least, its the wonderful Fundy! Quickly taken in by Wilbur, this 15 year old was granted out of this world powers by a space stone! And with a slightly unhealthy amount of trauma and self loathing, what teen wouldn't want to be this orange wizard!

Of course, we have other heros! From Sneegsnag the bug man, to Spidered the purple spider hero, Foolish the wizard sorcerer, to King Ponk of Wakanda (and more importantly king of his lemon orchid). Many wonderful heros to beat all the terrorists in this galaxy!

And if its more heroes in the galaxy your looking for, may I introduce the wonderful Guardians of our galaxy?

Starting with our self selected caption, Tommy Inn! Tommy was swooped up as a young boy by aliens, with only his mothers favorite music disc and a handheld player to his name. He protects those discs with his life, almost more then he protects his own life!

Then, of course, we cant talk about the legendary captain without his newly full time best friend! Tho he used to be an enemy, Tubbo is down for the ride! If not a little skeptical of his best friends planning abilities. Former son of Madre, he's ready to gaurd that galaxy!

Of course we can't talk about the guardian without discussing Ranboo! This little devil was made in a lab, and looks oddly similar to a minecraft enderman! A tad insecure, this he/they will not hesitate to bite you.

And of course, Ranboo's loyal companion, Aimsey. Aimsey's species is apparently very close to this earth cartoon Tommy keeps talking about, Adventure time. However Aimsey and their complex language of "I am Aimsey" is a much needed team member.

And now you know the heros of our tales! Fighting Madre, who dreams of creating his own universe with the infinity stones, who knows what could come next!

(partially inspired by and helped with some stuff- @mariposathebutterflyboy )

#dream smp #tommyinnit #tubbo #ranboo #wilbur #philza #technoblade #foolish #aimsey #fundy #jack manifold #purpled #ponk #sneegsnag #slimesicle #niki nihachu #captain puffy #marvel #marvel au #idk why i do this #ehhh #its fun

[sapphanimates]

Okay, so I kinda just want to talk about an au idea I've been tossing around a bit....

superhero teen drama at high school, but sonic

sometimes i hate how my brain sometimes says "oh that's cool, but what if it had anthropomorphic hedgehogs in it?"

So uh, here we go,

take a bunch of characters from the games, give them 'normal person names', and just stick em in high school is the basic premise, but I do have some roles already figured out for the most part. (below cut)

subject to change (duh)

Nicholas Chaos "Sonic" - blue dude with tude. casual jock, troublemaker, and not that great of a student but still has a good group of friends. has enhanced speed (of course), either natural or gifted through a run-in with chaos energy

Sally Acorn "Tiara" - mysterious exchange student. backstory relating to how Robotnik managed to take over her home from the inside, and how she escaped. might be a princess? she calls together all the different gifted students together to form a team of superheroes. she's the tech wiz and behind the scenes guy.

N.I.C.O.L.E - the A.I. that helps Tiara run everything behind the scenes. she can manage communication, location data, and even activate their disguises. I was also thinking that every hero could have their own personal Nicole assistant, like Knuckles' would look like Chaos, Shadow's like Maria, etc. but idk.

Knuckles Equivalent who I haven't named yet - I'm think of making this a Sol Emerald Zone, meaning he would have Fire related abilities and would be of Infernus Tribe decent. He and Mighty are boyfriends.

Kit Prower "Kitsune" - tails but a girl and also evil. she would hide her tails and her true wild colors during school, out of fear of ridicule. emo schoolgirl bookworm vibes from her civilian form. she's very intelligent, as expected. I want her to team up with Robotnik at some point to create Shadow :]

Dr. Julian Robotnik - politcian/teacher/random guy? idk yet. he's smart and also is eggman. can't say much.

Android Shadow - the last Metal Sonic model, and most successful of them. A creative collaboration between Kitsune and Robotnik. He has the ability to disguise himself like a normal hedgehog. He joins the heroes as a spy for Robotnik before changing sides, in which Robotnik destroys him, breaking Kit's heart.

Mighty and Ray - they would be half brothers in this au, with Mighty being full armadillo, whilst Ray is half flying squirrel, half armadillo. they have a close bond. not sure if they would be connected to the heroes outside of Knux and Mighty's relationship.

Amy, Rouge, and Cream - these three would be a team. Amy has a crush on Sonic's superhero ego, but when she asks to join their team, he denies her with the excuse that she's too young. So she gathers her two closest friends and makes a new team. Amy's hero name would be Rosie the Rascal.

other people:

- Jules and Bernadette would be Sonic's parents here.

- Sally's dad. probably a mix of King Acorn and King Dodonpa

- various school teachers; Pickle, Big maybe?

And on an unrelated note, it's artstyle would likely be similar to the Vagabond Hedgehog AU by @tatck because I think it looks really cool and would fit well.

Aaaanyways, that's it for now I guess. Byeee!

#sonic #sonic au #project alacrity #miles tails prower #sonic redesign #shadow the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #sonic superhero drama au #sally acorn #tiara boobowski #amy rose #rosie the rascal #rouge the bat #mighty the armadillo #ray the flying squirrel #ray the armored squirrel #cream the rabbit #dr robotnik #nicole the holo lynx

[thenightling]

I never had any children but here are some of my favorite baby names I've come across and considered for if I ever had a child.

Traditionally masculine:

Roderick - Can be shortened to Roddy, Rick, or Ricky. Roderick means Glory or Ruler. Roddy McDowall's full first name. Also the name of one of the main characters from Edgar Allan Poe's Fall of the House of Usher. Roderick is also the name of the man who summoned and trapped Morpheus in the first issue / chapter / episode of Neil Gaiman's The Sandman. And a more obscure reference, Roderick is the name of Dr. Craven's father in the 1963 film, The Raven, starring Vincent Price. I would use this as a "King" name. ;-)

Jareth - A combination of Jerold and Gareth. David Bowie's character's name in Labyrinth.

Pipkin - An unrecorded Middle English name, possibly derived from Phillip. It is also the surname of one of the main characters in Ray Bradbury's The Halloween tree. Ray Bradbury used it as a cross between Pip, the hero from Charles Dickens' Great Expectations, and Pumpkin. Kin also means family. So you are saying "Pip is family." which is very sweet if you know the plot of The Halloween Tree. Kin can also mean "To be like" or "connected to." So the name (in reference to Great Expectations) also means "Like Pip."

Percy or Percival - One of King Arthur's knights, Percival, and the famous poet, Percy Shelley, husband of Mary Shelley (author of Frankenstein.)

Kit - Very old nickname for Christopher. Once was the nickname of the writer, Christopher Marlowe. Now heavily associated with the actor Kit Harington from Game of Thrones.

Jaskier - Polish. Actually means "Buttercup" but actually is considered a boy's name. Pronounced as Yas-key-er. The original Polish name of the bard from The Witcher novels. HIs name is sometimes translated to Dandelion in some of the English adaptations.

Vladislaus - I'd probably never really use this name except in absolutely very specific circumstances. This name comes from an early renaissance war hero and Prince of Eastern Europe. Vladislaus the Third of Wallachia.

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Gender-free names that I like.

Loki - Means Mischief Maker. From the Norse God of Mischief, Fire, and invention. (and sometimes also ice). Marvel depicts him now as God of Stories which fits his mythological roots as God of Invention. In the Poetic and Prose Eddas Loki invented fishing nets. Loki is also the patron of orphans and outcasts, a sympathizer of the outsider. In mythology Loki can be any gender and in Marvel Loki has been portrayed by a man and a woman.

Rowan - The Rowan plant is supposed to be good luck and a pentacle made of Rowman and tied at the points with red string or ribbon protects against black magick.

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Traditionally feminine:

Gretchen - Old Germain Nickname for Marguerite and similar names. Marguerite was my mother's name, Rita being her nickname.

Gretchen was also the love interest in Goethe's Faust and ultimately saved his soul in Faust Part 2.

Jessamy - can be shortened to Jess or Jesse or even sometimes May. It's similar to Jessica but derives out of Jasmine.

Evie - Eve was (according to the Abrahamic mythos) the first woman. Evie is also short for "evening." Evie was the name of the hero in the 2022 film The invitation. It can also be short for Evelyn but I prefer Evie to Evelyn.

Shelley - Traditional girl's name and the married name of author Mary Shelley, writer of Frankenstein. Also the surname of the poet Percy Shelley.

Wilhelmina - The old version of Wima. Can have the nickname Mina or Will. And I think Will is a cute nickname for a girl ever since I heard the song "The Will to love" from W.I.T.C.H. ________________________________ Twin names: Masculine Twins: Jareth and Geralt. Geralt is the first hero of The Witcher novels. _________________________ Feminine Twin names: Gretchen and Jessamy _______________________ Masculine / feminine twin names: Percy and Shelley for the pun in creating the name Percy Shelley (the nineteenth century poet and husband of Mary Shelley, author of Frankenstein). ___________________________ Gender-free: Loki and Rowan

[753398445a]

I feel like designing OC Endbringers, and I might as well share them.

So. How do Endbringers get made? I believe Eidolon's shard mixes concepts on his mind at the time with religious imagery he's familiar with and a powerset provided by Eden shards. This means that the "backstory" requires a specific time and that we know David's thoughts from this time period. On a more Doyalist level, I would also like to keep each one unique, narratively useful, and thematically relevant to Worm.

What if Scion killed an Endbringer immediately after Kevin said to? So like. The Echidna fight happens on June 20th, with Scion burrowing into the Earth and lasering Behemoth on the same day. Then Eidolon attends the June 21st Cauldron meeting from his flashback, and while here somebody adds on "By the way, it turns out Scion just randomly killed an Endbringer yesterday. What the fuck, right? Why did he do that? Should we tell people it happened?" The things on his mind from the fight, from the revelations, and from the meeting would be the building blocks for Behemoth's replacements (I'm giving him two for the record, no idea if that's always the result of one dying but I'll operate as if it were for the purposes of this post).

His own powers are weakening (this seems to be on his mind constantly)

He isn't strong enough to fight Scion (ditto this)

His Echidna duplicate seemed to be at full strength (this appears to have been on his mind ever since it happened)

The scrutiny caused by his clone's revelations (immediate relevance)

Shame for the things he's done (immediate relevance) (assume all unspecified bullet points are also immediate relevance)

The case-53s probably made him think about his role in abducting people, giving them powers, locking them up and/or wiping their memories and releasing them

Echidna's powers

The powers he employed against Echidna: Dessication, gravity manipulation, weird homing electric things, some sort of thinker power speculated to include precognitive danger sense and also knowledge of where to attack without harming civilians, sepia timeslow bubble, unknown power that explodes Alexandria clones

Queen 18.8 featured two Texas Wards named Young Buck and either Strapping Lad or Intrepid dying in front of him. I assume watching children you knew die of a knife to the stomach and immolation (respectively) leaves an impact for at least a couple of days.

The portal to Gimel

Echidna trying to bargain for her targets. (Imagine an Endbringer that does that. Communicates what person or thing its targeting and allows the defending capes to hunt down and sacrifice them "for the greater good". An EB that can be stopped easily harms their collective air of implacability, but also many people would do really fucked up things if they thought it would save a whole city.)

Missile strikes

Therapists

Cauldron's silencing of heroes who would leak information related to them

Being replaced

A lot of pieces to work with there... I would invite you to stop for a second and try coming up with your own Endbringers using this list before reading mine. Reblog with your ideas, even! The world needs more Endbringers (I mean, it really doesn't. But this fandom does).

Endbringer 1 is based on Worm's running idea that giving people powers hastens societal collapse. It takes the 'forcibly giving people powers' idea from what Eidolon helped do to the case-53s and mixes in an offensive power that mixes scrutiny with the shard that Hero, Citrine, and probably Softball got powers from.

Imagine an Endbringer who gives an entire city Codex's power (She was the Ambassador who shot invisible rays that permanently lower their targets intelligence for a temporary boost to her own). Imagine an Endbringer who makes 7,000 Heartbreakers. Or Svetas. Or Kings or Scrubs or Nice Guys or Tritaniums or Burnscars. Distributing a teleportation power that lets somebody chestburster their way out of any person they've ever met sounds horrible, but how much worse is it if the attack its happening on is when this fucker is attacking The Birdcage? What about giving a physically altering power to everybody that shows up to fight it, ruining their secret identities? What about making all the mundanes merge into Case-70s the next time they touch a parahuman?

An Endbringer who causes more problems in the long run is straying a bit close to The Simurgh's schtick, which isn't helped by her on-page attack involving flooding a city with parahumans and providing people with powers. The big difference is how this one fights at the time. Remember Citrine's line in Imago 21.4: 'I can use my power to cancel out the filters that keep someone's powers in their control. I can also remove the filters that keep their power from affecting them.' This Endbringer takes that horror game trope where something has a roving or flashing light, and if you end up in it there's just a cutscene of you dying with no recourse. Batman: Arkham Asylum is the first that comes to my mind, but it shows up in everything from Dishonored to WarioWare. In this case, its roving spotlights that appear to be emitted by the Endbringer's eyes (because being scrutinized by hostiles was on Eidolon's mind). Of course, the Endbringer doesn't actually need its eyes any more than the others do, and is capable of creating these beams anywhere if it wanted to stop going easy.

Now we move on to its appearance, which is a bit tricky. See, the first three used Christian imagery and the latter three used ideas from other beliefs. This could just be a weird coincidence, or it could be suggesting that at some point between The Simurgh and Khonsu David broadened his understand of faiths outside his own. I'm inclined to go with the latter, but that leaves the question of whether its happened at the point my Endbringers are created. I'm going to say it did, just for the sake of giving myself more options. Also, I would like to take this moment to point out that there is no obvious (at least to me) connection between what imagery an Endbringer is given and what their powers or M.O. are.

This Endbringer needs to have some longevity, which means its thick. It needs to be able to use its offensive power effectively: That means lots of eyes, and either being mobile/flexible enough to turn its head anywhere easily or that its eyes are all over its body. Ideally (for the Endbringer) its body should have the ability to do a lot of damage, since its powers can only directly affect people. My idea is a giant tree stump with eyes opening and closing all along the creases in its "bark", and roots that function as both flailing tendrils and as spidery legs. Against all reason I easily found a webpage that lists bible verses with tree stumps in them: the only ones with any distinct imagery are Daniel 4:15 and 4:23, which talk about having 'a band of iron and bronze around it'. This seems to mean circles of it on the ground, but making it be more like stump-bracelets makes for a good visual and obfuscates the inspiration a bit. Sadly the only named tree stump is Jesse (I'm not kidding, Isaiah 11:1 calls one that), which is an abysmal name for an Endbringer, so I had to look further. 'Irminsul' sounds Endbringer-y and was the name of a type of sacred pillar in Germanic Paganism. According to wikipedia, the oldest known description of an Irminsul referred to it as a tree trunk erected in open air. That works.

Endbringer 2: This one is inspired by the mystery aspect of Worm/Ward. It harms anybody who tries to spread information on it, even when dormant, and was naturally the result of Contessa(?) talking about offing whistleblowers in the June 21st Cauldron meeting.

On the subject of how information-spreaders die, we have several options. They could spontaneously combust (like that one Ward), but that's getting in Behemoth's way. Same for being electrocuted. They could suddenly have a knife in the stomach, but that doesn't feel like a Worm power to me and is a bit too on the nose. Likewise for using the missile strike as inspiration. They could be crushed by gravity or dessicated by heat, either of those two would feel suitably different from existing Endbringers but still like an Endbringer power. Annoyingly, I don't believe we ever saw one of these effects provided by an Eden shard besides Eidolon's, which would have made for a good selection method. (I flipped a coin, this is a gravity Endbringer now)

So I suppose that's also how it fights capes directly. Gravity manipulation is somewhat versatile, allowing for Eidolon's crushing effect, Topsy's ability to launch people skyward, even temporary black hole generation to round things out.

This feels like a very fast-acting Endbringer to me, one that shows up, crushes/elevates/black holes the area, and then leaves again (As opposed to other Endbringers, which show up further away from their targets and approach). It operates using the guerrilla strike method that all Endbringers (except Tohu Bohu) canonically adopted after New Delhi. And anybody who tries to report what happened is suddenly squeezed into a quarter-sized ball. Authorities can't warn people its going to show up, nobody can turn on the sirens, even trying to mobilize the heroes who signed up to fight Endbringers without getting crushed is playing with fire. Only figuratively playing with fire though - the coin didn't land on tails.

Its not a tank, so a smaller, nimble form is fine. Its not attacking directly, so it won't need a body that allows it to do so effectively. Its power is not connected to any body part. With no real guidelines as to what form it should take, I'm going to fall back on which religious symbol is the most religious: That's right, this Endbringer is a giant cross. Not really, that would be too silly. Its instead based on the largest religious structure in the world, which the internet tells me is Angkor Wat (its a Cambodian temple/city built in tribute to a Hindu goddess). Apparently it has five central pillars and a moat, and is covered in devatas. That's pretty easy to eldrich-up: Five arms and legs evenly spaced around a torso (the five central pillars), and instead of a head give it the appearance of faces trying to escape from all over its body (the devatas). Have it be blue because moats are blue. (I know technically water is reflective rather than blue, but shards don't care. They'd know that humans associate water with blue and go "Okay, sure. Whatever.")

That leaves the name. I get nothing for five-armed, too much for blue, and looking for religious figures assosciated with secrets only turned up Raziel from Jewish mysticism. Sure, let's go with that. I have been working on this post for four hours now.

In conclusion, my Endbringers are:

Irminsul, a giant tree stump covered in eyes that project rays that are an insta-kill (or worse) on parahumans, and ruins the world by distributing harmful powers. This is a good Endbringer.

Raziel, a five-armed, five-legged, blue torso with faces poking out of it that hit-and-runs with gravity powers that cannot be talked about without dying. I am unsatisfied with this Endbringer.

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[godraet]

something something my god gan is truly lion and sun aesthetic and i continue to promote persian coded gerudo im never going to stop idk why nintendo let us down on so many fronts but it's my sacred duty to FIX IT ig im also going to be hero of the people

and speaking of that, i KNOW that gan made some real fuckshit choices, but as rauru says, he is in fact some entity born of prophecy to his people, every 100 years the padishah is born as hero of the people and has the right to rule simply by meeting the goddamn criteria, and im just going to say, if the things he was doing were like Evil he wouldn't be seen as a hero of his people

gan sends a literal stampede of molduga on hyrule but honestly its not like his people were objecting, which means he wasn't attacking for no fucking reason??? like ok yeah it's not Great but it sorta implies that huh maybe the gerudo didn't actually provoke this shit, what a wild concept, gan not just being this power hungry entity, but actually having like a real reason to be fuckin MAD

which also ties into gan wanting to kill rauru, like ok yeah sure sonia had a sacred stone too but he doesn't have beef with sonia, she barely seems to do anything other than sit next to rauru and not be seen as his equal if gan says that rauru was ignorant to her power it's like dude ok you obviously disapprove of the entire ass dynamic they have which is a whole different story, but why go for sonia who he has no apparent issue with when he could kill rauru who is "king of hyrule" like killing sonia doesn't actually do anything in the grand scheme of things???

there's this horrible anger and hurt that has built up in gan, he's evidently been doing things FOR HIS PEOPLE that they see him as a hero, not just a king that they have to follow because of some prophecy and the conditions under which he was born, it's so much deeper than like. him just being evil and the incarnation of demise. the man even gains a crown that looks sorta like the sun's rays and thats when he gains a sacred stone???

also there's truly a 0% chance that he could just suddenly master that level of magic if he didn't already HAVE it. much as the triforce just augments what already exists in someone, the sacred stone probably just does the SAME THING, it removes the limiters on his abilities, some of those which were absolutely self-made, because divine power makes someone rather isolated, be they loved or feared- gan already had the divide of being padishah by birth, he would never be like the other gerudo, whether he would be raised as vai or voe, there would ALWAYS be this massive divide in the end,

let's also not forget that gan just sorta wipes the floor with the other sages in the old days, and rauru only manages to seal him away, and even after 10,000 years of supposedly having no magic, he just YEETS the master sword??? yeah uhhhh theres a 0% chance gan wasn't a deity in the first place i just have no other way to explain this anyway this is getting very scattered but i have IDEAS for where this blog is going thanks

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[doodliydoos]

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Sun kept a level head to avoid his steering wobble. The winds in the sky indicated that rain was forming into a thunderstorm, as shown through the little glimpses of rays of sunshine. He keeps his stance planted in the center of his cloud. Could it be the rain that made his fur prickle with nervousness? What could be so hard with taking some needed vacation time away from the kid? Wukong knew that his successor was more than capital of taking care of lessons and learning through the given scrolls he sent out to the kid. Sure there was a biting pain of neglectfulness, and a tug of the heart strings each time Mk gave him the look of disappointment, but he's a strong guy! Wukong's gaze narrowed in reminiscing the memory of a similar time when Macaque had gave such an upheaval of praise for Wukong. They both shared that bright eyed, happy admiration and looked up to Wukong like a hero in their eyes. A distant call of his name caught him back into the present. It was Sandy's voice.

"Hey! Mr. Monkey King!" He called, as he waved his hand up at the sky beside his boat home. There was a large sheet that covered a outline of something behind him and a toolbox beside Sandy's sneaker. Wukong halted, in attempts to make his hasty stop look natural.

"Hm? OH--didn't realize you were here!" Sun Wukong stated, with a forced smile. Sandy brushed off his pants with metal dust on it as he placed his wrench away.

"Yyep, figured as much you were out training Mk before this storm hits, or beating up bad guys. It's good to see you though."

Sun sat back on his cloud with arms behind his head making a disbelief grunt. "GHah, nahh...I'm retired! Getting too good for demons to even keep up with me I suppose." he remarked, in a humble brag tone. His cloud started floating down near Sandy's dock towards the ground as Sandy pushed the covered object back into his garage.

"What's that you making?" Sun asked tilting his head curiously.

"Oh this? Just making some ramifications of an escape plane in case...something were to happen but that's just a loose presumption. You heading back to Flower-Fruit Mountain?"

"Oh yeah, yeah days already passing by no thanks to that storm overhead." Wukong addressing Sandy's pointient comment. He felt his tail bristle with slight annoyance as his mind replayed the sentence Sandy said.

Call it imposter syndrome, but the slight bit of his ego crept in.

"The kid wasn't doing to well so, no practice for today. At least he can get some nourishment from staying off his feet. I mean he would need all the rest given that he's got me training him." Wukong continued on,

Sandy blinked, and his brow furrowed slightly. "Uh...okay then? I mean its not like you would forget to tell Mk that he wouldn't have to train today --where are you going?"

Wukong was already inching with his cloud out into the sea, back to where Megapolis was. He perked up and turned his head to see Sandy's dissapointed gaze and arm cross combo.

"Haha..ha....Yeah, I'll just, I'm just gonna go soo, byeee~" Wukong said in a gleefly tone as he whisked himself back into the city, as the storm began.

Mk woke up feeling something drip down the center of his nose. He scrunched up his eyes to make sure the room stopped spinning, as he wiped his nose. When blinking open his eyes, there was a smear of blood in which he immediately was awake. Mk stayed laying down to just trying to recall everything before blacking out.

Okay, Pigsy sent me up to my room because Tang said that I needed to get better. So that happened...early today, because that storm was said to come in the evening , instead of lunch time--ok next!

I then slept, and there was a..a uh monkey--

"Monkey King?--ACK" Mk winced at the sudden stingy pain on his forehead, and placed a hand over the open wound, sitting up from his bed. The visible memory of the interaction was, blurred. Almost choppy.

Staring at the sheets, the rain from outside of Pigsy's noodle shop was pouring to substitute the silence. Mk checked his palm again to see if the bleeding had stopped, and sighed before placing the hand back on his forehead. The feeling of loneliness started to creep in, and was having immense self doubt on his own ability to handle being Monkey King's successor.

I should get some more bandages just in case Mk thought and proceeded to get to his headband and jacket. He knew Pigsy headed home whenever injuries like this happened.

Just minus the Macaque giving a blaring headache. Once getting his shoes on ,he headed towards the convenience store, using his back of his hand to apply pressure.

The rain was coming down hard and Wukong's fur wasn't helping with keeping warm, zipping through the buildings in a blind frenzy. Everything that he thought someone had a yellow jacket, it wasn't Mk. For the past millenia, humans still enjoyed playing in the rain like tiny children exploring what rain is. He could picture a memory of one of his baby monkey's sitting beside looking out into his home, wide eyed and intrigued.

A loud thunder broke his tender nostalgia, and he turned up at the sky, with his arms crossed.

"Rude." He said, and directed his cloud to the ground, where he was in front of Sandy's tea home. When going to knock, the door had already been unlocked. Wukong's eyes switched off his golden gaze and into a red, lava magma color to set up his defense.

His tail pulled the door closed once inside and...Mo was looking up with a blue blanket.

He blinked and started to clean his tiny paw and got up to weave around Wukong's legs. Wukong sighed in relief, as he leaned down to pick up the blanket and throw it behind himself onto his shoulders.

"It's nice to see ya too, Mo. You're lucky that your in here and not out there."

"Meow!"

Wukong suddenly shivered and went to sit down on the floor ,in where Mo followed, and he say in front of the king.

Wukong wrapped the blanket and smiled nervously at Mo.

"I just realized I can't understand you ..sorry bud." Wukong apologized.

Mo shook his head before padding up to him and reached a paw out.

Wukong's tail swished curiously, and tilted his head. "Huh? Oh are you trying to point out that I'm soaked, because if you haven't notice, there's like this storm system moving through the while city--MNNFGPHF??"

Wukong got silenced by Mo placing a paw right on his mouth, as his expression showed disinterested.

Wukong stayed quiet and looked at the paw covering his mouth when it hit him.

Mo wasn't who he should owe an explanation.

Wukong's tail lowered in guilt. A heaviness overtook his hidden emotions and he looked at himself. Covered up, bundled up and exhausted.

Wukong started to wonder how often he missed these small details.

He let out a disgruntled groan, letting his shoulders droop, putting his head down with the blanket serving like a oversized hood.

Mk...how ignorant of me to have ignored you. So stupid am I..

Sun thought to himself, his eyes glowed back to its golden color, and reminisced the moments to continue his self beating up tendencies in silence.

The journey, his Master, his brothers, all of the Celestial Court, Macaque...

Mo slipped into Wukong's blanket and sat underneath his chin, with heavy cat blinks.

Wukong felt tears going down his face before noticing the extra warmth and glanced down.

Mo was purring super loud, and rubbed his forehead at Wukong's chin.

Wukong, felt his heart lift and brought his tail to curl around his feet nicely, and returned the nuzzle.

"Thank you.."

He muttered as Wukongs' eyes drew a close and he began to sleep sitting up right.

Mo, gave a smile before peeking his head out from the blanket.

"Meow."

"I don't know if that was for a your welcome but I'll take it

#mo being a therapy cat #lego monkie kid au #lmk sun wukong #monkie kid #lego monkey kid #my doods

[ingek73]

Why are women so marginalised by the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame?

Courtney Love

Barely 8% of its inductees are female. The canon-making doesn’t just reek of sexist gatekeeping, but also purposeful ignorance and hostility

Fri 17 Mar 2023 08.00 GMT

Fourth time lucky? Kate Bush on stage in 1986.

I got into this business to write great songs and have fun. I was a quick learner. I read every music magazine I could get my hands on and at 12, after digesting many issues of Creem, I decided to base my personality on Lester Bangs, the rock critic raconteur; his abiding belief in the transformative power of a great rock song matched mine. (I also obsessed over his running arguments with Lou Reed – they confounded me, but I loved it.) Artists and their songs shaped my life, my beliefs, my self-conception as a musician – Patti Smith’s growling Pissing in the River, Heart’s Barracuda, the Runaways’ Dead End Justice, which I still know every word of. But what no magazine or album could teach me or prepare me for was how exceptional you have to be, as a woman and an artist, to keep your head above water in the music business.

The magnificent Chuck D rapped: “Elvis is a hero to most, but he doesn’t mean shit to me.” I concur. Big Mama Thornton first sang Hound Dog, written for her (and possibly with her) in 1952, which later put the King on the radio. Sister Rosetta Tharpe covered it, too, hers being the fiercest version. Her song Strange Things Happen Every Day was recorded in 1944. It was these songs, and her evangelical guitar playing, that changed music for ever and created what we now call rock’n’roll.

When the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame started in 1983, you would have thought they might want to begin with Sister Rosetta, with those first chords that chimed the songbook we were now all singing from. The initial inductees were Chuck Berry, James Brown, Ray Charles, Little Richard, Sam Cooke, Fats Domino, the Everly Brothers, Buddy Holly, Jerry Lee Lewis and Elvis Presley; not a woman in sight. Sister Rosetta didn’t get in until the Rock Hall was publicly shamed into adding her in 2018. (She was on a US postal stamp two decades before the Rock Hall embraced her.) Big Mama Thornton, whose recording of Ball’n’Chain also shaped this new form of music? Still not in. Today, just 8.48% of the inductees are women.

Long overlooked … Sister Rosetta Tharpe. Photograph: Chris Ware/Getty Images

The nominations for this year’s class, announced last month, offered the annual reminder of just how extraordinary a woman must be to make it into the ol’ boys club. (Artists become eligible 25 years after releasing their first record.) More women were nominated in one year than at any time in its 40-year history. There were the iconoclasts: Kate Bush, Cyndi Lauper, Missy Elliott; two women in era-defining bands: Meg White of the White Stripes and Gillian Gilbert of New Order; and a woman who subverted the boys club: Sheryl Crow.

Yet this year’s list featured several legendary women who have had to cool their jets waiting to be noticed. This was the fourth nomination for Bush, a visionary, the first female artist to hit No 1 in the UK chart with a song she wrote (1979’s Wuthering Heights), at 19. She became eligible in 2004. That year, Prince was inducted – deservedly, in his first year of eligibility – along with Jackson Browne, ZZ Top, Traffic, Bob Seger, the Dells and George Harrison. The Rock Hall’s co-founder and then-chairman Jann Wenner (also the co-founder of Rolling Stone) was inducted himself. But Bush didn’t make it on the ballot until 2018 – and still she is not in.

Never mind that she was the first woman in pop history to have written every track on a million-selling debut. A pioneer of synthesisers and music videos, she was discovered last year by a new generation of fans when Running Up That Hill (A Deal With God) featured in the Netflix hit Stranger Things. She is still making albums. And yet there is no guarantee of her being a shoo-in this year. It took the Rock Hall 30-plus years to induct Nina Simone and Carole King. Linda Ronstadt released her debut in 1969 and became the first woman to headline stadiums, yet she was inducted alongside Nirvana in 2014. Most egregiously, Tina Turner was inducted as a solo artist three decades after making the grade alongside her abuser, Ike.

Why are women so marginalised by the Rock Hall? Of the 31 people on the nominating board, just nine are women. According to the music historian Evelyn McDonnell, the Rock Hall voters, among them musicians and industry elites, are 90% male.

The Rock Hall’s canon-making doesn’t just reek of sexist gatekeeping, but also purposeful ignorance and hostility

You can write the Rock Hall off as a “boomer tomb” and argue that it is building a totem to its own irrelevance. Why should we care who is in and who is not? But as scornful as its inductions have been, the Rock Hall is a bulwark against erasure, which every female artist faces whether they long for the honour or want to spit on it. It is still game recognising game, history made and marked.

The Rock Hall is a king-making force in the global music industry. (In the US, it is broadcast on HBO.) Induction affects artists’ ticket prices, their performance guarantees, the quality of their reissue campaigns (if they get reissued at all). These opportunities are life-changing – the difference between touring secondary-market casinos opening for a second-rate comedian, or headlining respected festivals. The Rock Hall has covered itself in a sheen of gravitas and longevity that the Grammys do not have. Particularly for veteran female artists, induction confers a status that directly affects the living they are able to make. It is one of the only ways, and certainly the most visible, for these women to have their legacy and impact honoured with immediate material effect. “These ain’t songs, these is hymns,” to quote Jay-Z.

The bar is demonstrably lower for men to hop over (or slither under). The Rock Hall recognised Pearl Jam about four seconds after they became eligible – and yet Chaka Khan, eligible since 2003, languishes with seven nominations. All is not lost, though – the Rock Hall is doing a special programme for Women’s History Month on her stagewear ...

What makes Khan’s always-a-bridesmaid status especially tragic is that she was, is and always will be a primogenitor. A singular figure, she has been the Queen of Funk since she was barely out of her teens. As Rickie Lee Jones said: “There was Aretha and then there was Chaka. You heard them sing and knew no one has ever done that before.”

Unworthy … Chaka Khan on stage in Toronto in 2018. Photograph: Rich Fury/Getty Images for Netflix

Yet Khan changed music; when she was on stage in her feathered kit, taking Tell Me Something Good to all the places it goes, she opened up a libidinal new world. Sensuality, Blackness: she was so very free. It was godlike. And nothing was ever the same.

But for all her exceptional talent and accomplishments – and if there is one thing women in music must be, it is endlessly exceptional – Khan has not convinced the Rock Hall. Her credits, her Grammys, her longevity, her craft, her tenacity to survive being a young Black woman with a mind of her own in the 70s music business, the bridge to Close the Door – none of it merits canonisation. Or so sayeth the Rock Hall.

The Rock Hall’s canon-making doesn’t just reek of sexist gatekeeping, but also purposeful ignorance and hostility. This year, one voter told Vulture magazine that they barely knew who Bush was – in a year she had a worldwide No 1 single 38 years after she first released it. Meg White’s potential induction as one half of the White Stripes (in their first year of eligibility) has sparked openly contemptuous discourse online; you sense that if voters could get Jack White in without her, they would do it today. And still: she would be only the third female drummer in there, following the Go-Go’s Gina Shock and Mo Tucker of the Velvet Underground. Where is Sheila E – eligible since 2001?

It doesn’t look good for Black artists, either – the Beastie Boys were inducted in 2012 ahead of most of the Black hip-hop artists they learned to rhyme from. A Tribe Called Quest, eligible since 2010 and whose music forged a new frontier for hip-hop, were nominated last year and again this year, a roll of the dice against the white rockers they are forced to compete with on the ballots.

If so few women are being inducted into the Rock Hall, then the nominating committee is broken. If so few Black artists, so few women of colour, are being inducted, then the voting process needs to be overhauled. Music is a lifeforce that is constantly evolving – and they can’t keep up. Shame on HBO for propping up this farce.

If the Rock Hall is not willing to look at the ways it is replicating the violence of structural racism and sexism that artists face in the music industry, if it cannot properly honour what visionary women artists have created, innovated, revolutionised and contributed to popular music – well, then let it go to hell in a handbag.

• Courtney Love is a singer, musician and actor

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