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internetskiff · 6 months

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You ever think about the situation P03's stuck in post-deletion?

Apart from Lonely Wizard (if him dancing in the end credits is meant to imply he survived deletion), it's basically the only entity to survive Inscryption's deletion. It has NO game to come back to, and there's NO way the gameworks would re-assign it elsewhere after it basically released Inscryption out into the wild. Do you think S@do took it with her after she shot Luke dead and, more than likely, had his whole home searched? Do you think she'd see it as a potential equal? Both are basically entities that have no real game they belong in anymore, and both are more than capable of bending the rules of their environment to their will. Both are cunning and enjoy toying with both Players and NPCs alike whenever they get the chance. I definitely think S@do would be more than happy to work together with it, but I do think P03 would be off-put by her constant cheerful demeanor - it would probably remind it of G0lly.

In the Canon sense, I think P03's fate could play out in one of three ways:

1) If it went unnoticed by S@do, it's basically left to wander the 'net in this.. reduced stoat form, I suppose. I do think it's smart enough to be able to evade Gamefuna and remain under the radar, but I think it'd eventually just end up gravitating back towards the company sooner or later. It's main goal was always to become hegemon of Inscryption so it had challengers that would play it's game, so I have a feeling going without interaction too long would simply drive it nuts. I mean - it's worked so hard balancing the mechanics of Botopia, creating "OP cards", setting up the uberbots.. And now it's all gone. I have a feeling eventually it would either try forcing itself into other games like S@do does or simply return to Gamefuna and either get reassigned, imprisoned or wiped from the picture entirely.

2) If S@do isn't under Lou Natas' employ and is instead simply possessing a Gamefuna employee to achieve a goal of her own, I do think S@do would try coercing it into assisting her. Or perhaps simply find out what it knows. There's potential either way - it would be interesting to have the two control freaks going against eachother (I think P03 would eventually break in this scenario) or unify forces to sow whatever chaos she has in mind.

3) If S@do is under Lou Natas' employ, I do think she'd bring it to his attention, but depending on whether or not it has her favor (which I do think it would, I don't think we ever saw S@do express "hatred" towards anyone, and an entity created simply to cause chaos would probably only be overjoyed to meet someone as disruptive and plotting as P03), I think she might be able to pull some strings - perhaps P03 would be in a similar situation as her, assigned a human host (though it would probably find this disgusting) and sent out to do Gamefuna's dirty work. It probably wouldn't mind killing people - after all, it literally encouraged it's own subordinates to throw themselves onto the production line if it improves the card output, not to mention what it's done with James Cobb.

In any case, I do believe P03 would end up as a bit of a "loose cannon" in Gamefuna's eyes. It would probably end up causing quite a few problems for them.

Can't wait for the new DMG-verse buddy cop movie starring two Gamefuna employees possessed by P03 and S@do where they just go around assassinating people Lou Natas doesn't like.

#inscryption #the hex #daniel mullins games #s@do #p03 #scrybe of technology #rambling #a human possessed by P03 except one of it's arms is flailing about like it's dead because P03 still thinks it's a crank #would it even understand how human legs work #oh apparently tumblr does not like S@do's name #the dark clown

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keyh0use · 7 months

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favourite barry headcanons?? like where’s his family from just like his life u know i have so many thoughts about this man

(as an afterthought, gonna preface this by saying everything is pre-Rafe, because I think their relationship would remedy a lot, especially in scenario 2)

I have two I sort of pinball between (one is waaaay happier lol) and I'm not sure which I prefer more so have both:

like a lot of the kids in the cut, Barry didn't have a great upbringing. His mother left and has never (to his knowledge) tried to reach out, leaving him to be raised by an abusive but usually absent father Barry left home earlier than the law would allow, crashed on friends couches or in storage facilities or really just anywhere he could sneak around without getting the cops called on him and dragged home. Of course his father never reported him missing, probably didn't notice. Barry spent his time by working odd jobs under the table, getting by easily in school despite rarely attending, searching for a safe place to hunker down for the night until he was old enough to enlist in the army. Those years were probably the least loneliest he'd ever had but also the saddest, watching all his buddies go home for the holidays while Barry had no one, no home, nothing waiting for him. But he did make some life-long friends who still keep in touch after he's left Barry used his savings to buy the cheapest property he could find in the OBX, which so happened to conveniently have the camper & trailer already there. of course that wasn't his plan, he wanted to build some little house eventually, just big enough but the trailer will do for now the former island dealer was relocating, an old high school friend of Barry's who offered to let him take over his clients while the man looked for a job Barry's good with his hands, so besides drug dealing he also does some freelance work, working on bikes and vehicles and building sheds and doing yard maintenance, just trying to get by and save what he can

If he doesn't stay busy the weight of being alone crushes him and he has to resort to drinking or snorting or smoking something to forget for a little while

Barry's dad still lives on the island in the same house, doing the same things. They pass eachother often and have sat a couple bar stools down from one another but they haven't talked since Barry ran away all those years ago, and either his father is still pissed or just doesn't remember he even has a son.

Barry is pretty convinced he'll die young, probably in conflict over drugs or money, he gets in enough fights to back up that theory

And he'll have nothing to show for it. No family portrait on the wall with the love of his life on his arm, no soft memories of vacations or holidays, no mark left on anyone. All he did was work and try to survive for a life he really wasn't happy living

He's insecure about his body, wearing clothes that are too big on him, torso scarred up from his father's mistreatment and the hard life that followed

He doesn't feel like he deserves good things because he has very little to give

Barry grew up in a very loving family, with doting parents who encouraged him to be strong-willed and kind to everybody, but not take any shit.

His mom taught him how to cook and bake, it was something they did together almost every night. She would let Barry pick something from their family recipe book, passed down through generations

Even though he was always ahead academically, Barry got in trouble at school all the time for starting fights (he was defending other kids who couldn't do it themselves)

He realised his family struggled a lot and not just in comparison to kooks, so he started mowing lawns and washing cars and chopping wood to scrounge up whatever he could go help

That mentality never left him and he was always working, usually more than one job and fixing up their modest house in his spare time

He wanted his parents to be proud of him (they would be no matter what), to do something with his life and he knew they wouldn't be able to afford college & fighting with the kooks for scholarships was out of the question, so he joined the army.

When life wasn't affordable in the Outer Banks Barry's parents moved, but when he thought of home all he could picture was the rundown bookstore on the corner by their old house and the beautiful beach covered in solo cups after a summer party, so when Barry left the army that's where he went

The trailer was listed for sale on the paper menu of a local diner, Barry's first stop once he made it down to the cut and was able to talk the owner down a little, using up almost all of his savings

The majority of Barry's family live south of the border and he hasn't been able to visit since he was really little. When he makes the drive to visit his parents, the three plan a trip they know they'll never be able to afford but it puts a smile on each of their faces

Barrys family sends him handmade gifts every year for every holiday; sweaters knitted and paintings from his little cousins and packages of spices

Everytime he's on a call it turns into a big thing, one minute he's trying to tell his auntie happy birthday and the next every cousin and family friend is fighting to be in frame, asking him about work and his house and when he's going to settle down and get married

Driving by his childhood home makes him unbelievably sad, wanting nothing more than to work his ass off until he can make an offer on it and fix it up

Barrys lucky to work at the garage where he's appreciated, lucky to have supportive parents and a big family to reach out to when he's lonely, and a small group of good friends

But he often feels lonely once he's home and struggles to figure out where his life is going

#barry obx #barry (obx)

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im-goofball · 1 year

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Since some people really want to know more about Xebec, Garp and Roger, I'll give you the first of the five important aspects of their brotherhood.

Part 1. Childhood

Xebec grew up in Dawn island, specificaly in Gray Terminal. This is where he meets his loyal and closest friend, later his brother, Garp.

Their relationship starts a bit of rocky, ( no pun intendet ) as Xebec doesn't want to have anything to do with Garp, even tho Garp really wants to be his friend.

After months of fighting eachother and hunting animals together two form some sort of bond. It isn't friendship from Xebec's point of view. He would never admit he started liking that annoying and loud brat.

They both shared a dream to go out on the sea, wanting to find treasures and have so many adventures. They decided they will be pirates together. Yes, Monkey D. Garp, the Hero of the Marines, aka Garp the Fist wanted to be a pirate. Shocking isn't it?

Their relationship changed one day. Xebec was out training while Garp wanted to protect their small ship. They wanted to sail tomorrow, they were ready. They knew what others would say. „Two ten year old kids on the sea? Pah! You won't survive a day!“ But they trained hard every single day, preparing for leaving the Dawn island and Gray Terminal for good.

When Xebec returned, he found the ship destroyed, piles of wood floating on the sea. He noticed Garp laying in sand, he was all bloody with so many cuts and bruises. Xebec just stared in horror. Without hesitation, he took Garp into his hands and ran to the Foosha village.

Xebec took him to the doctor, but he couldn't do anything. Xebec was so pissed off he beat the crap out of that old man. He then ran to the Gray Terminal, but they just yelled ,fuck off!' Xebec had no other choice. He had to go to the Goa Kingdom. After hours of searching he found a good doctor in a big hospital. He promised Garp would live. He had to. Xebec didn't like to admit it, but he hated being alone. And he wanted him to live.

After Garp woke up, two of them got into fight, Xebec yelling at him that he is a fucking moron and idiot and Garp yelling back that he had to protect the ship.

„Why? Why did you stay? Why didn't you run away? They could have and would have killed you! WHY?!“

„BECUASE I WANTED TO BE YOUR FRIEND!!“

Xebec's eyes widden. No one ever wanted to be his friend. Not a single person ever he met. Not until him.

'Monster. Devil's child! Stay away!' All those years he thought he would end up alone. But now he had that stupid brat. That stupid brat that won't go away, that stupid brat that helped him with hunting and stealing the boat. That stupid brat who cares about him.

„Why?“

He asked in shaky voice. Xebec was on the verge of crying and so was Garp.

„BECAUSE BEING ALONE IS WORSE THEN BEING HURT!!“

Right. Being alone is worse then any pain in the world. But now he had the br-...no. Now he had Garp. His friend. His only friend. His dearest Treasure.

And nothing could separate them.

#one piece #anime and manga #rocks d. xebec #monkey d. garp

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lol-jackles · 2 years

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Did you like the latest episode of Walker? And what about Dan, going from rival to ally?

I liked the episodes 5 minutes after watching it. Initially the limited Cordell screentime c-blocked me from fully enjoying the episode because 1) I kept wondering what the hell happened to him and James when they were ambushed by mysterious baddies, and 2) the obvious 11th hour change to the script to fill in the gaps that previously held Cordell interaction scenes.

Nonetheless "Search and Rescue" finished strong by tying the 4 seemingly different storylines together neatly in the end by setting up resolutions in the penultimate where secondary characters are usually provided closure in advance of the finale focusing on the primary characters. The show will never be accused of dragging out a plot to the point that I wouldn't mind if they spend just a little more time stewing in it.

The first "search" is Cordell and James finding Cassie’s presumed dead partner and rescuing him from baddies who wanted him dead and nearly killing Cordell and James in the process. The bullet hole in Cordell’s hat is a chilling reminder to fans that Jared was lucky to survive a serious car accident prior to filming this episode.

The second “search” is Liam and Ben finding their way through their first date and eachother’s judgy attitude, which gives Liam the idea to pull a lawyer trick on Dan and Denise to see if a lone wolf or the whole family was in on sabotaging the horse race by cutting Cordell's saddle.

The third “search” is Stella and Colton’s first date on a hiking trail that ends up being a “race” between them that led Colton getting injured by falling off a rock face. Like typical Texans, the Walkers and Davidsons spring to action to search and rescue their own instead of asking for help from the government. My favorite scene is Liam telling Dan to search for “all the kids” and not ~accidentally leave behind a non-Davidson.

Dan exasperatedly is ....

The fourth "search" is Trey and Cassie looking for new places to live as the lease on Micki's bungalow is up and Cassie's aptly located crossroad motel is being torn down. Both are forced out of their comfortable limbo existence and into putting down new roots, but not before jumping into a helicopter to rescue Stella and Colton.

The 1st and 4th storylines bring closure to Cassie now that the mystery of her missing partner is coming to a head, likely in the penultimate episode. The 2nd and 3rd storylines bring Dan Miller to the Walkers' side in their quest to restore their good name, land, and legacy in the finale. The twist of Dan defecting from the Davidson is a surprise but also inevitable; the Walkers never tried to win over Dan, they only tried to be fair people who constantly put aside their pride in order to do what is right. Doing what is right without expecting anything in return is supposed to be its own reward. Dan also had to put aside his pride in asking Bonham for help to run the ranch and perhaps witnessing the Walkers' action over talk finally influenced Dan to do the right thing and serve as the right hand of Justice to balance the scale. However they handle Dan's redemption, I hope it comes with an explanation for his weird closeness with Gale.

My score: 7.5. The good storylines were hampered by the execution, perhaps brought on by the last minute change in order to accommodate Jared's reduced screentime while he recovers from a serious car accident just prior to filming this episode, and also helicopter scenes are hell to film because they're complicated machines that are inherently unstable aerodynamically and dynamically unstable in flight. It has often been said that helicopters don't fly, they beat the air into submission. 2 point deduction for execution, 1 point deduction for limited Cordell screentime and interaction, half point return for beautiful helicopter scenes. Helicopters are among my favorite aircrafts, they look like giant dragonflies.

#Walker #Jared Padalecki #search and rescue #2x18

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whovianwatchingstartrek · 8 months

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A Whovian Watches Star Trek for the First Time: Part 038 - It's all greek to Trip

Star Trek: Enterprise - Season 2 Episode 13 - Dawn

Trip got lost in space again. Can we just not let this man out on his own anymore, this is like the third time it's happened. Get him a chaperone.

This time he got shot down in the Shuttlepod while testing a new autopilot system. Enterprise now has to search through this planet's 62 moons to find him, without scanners.

Even after landing, the Arkonian shuttle that shot him down seem to still be after him. The main Arkonian ship is immediately hostile to Enterprise, but Archer talks them down with some smooth diplomacy, but they've lost contact with their guy too, so Trip is still in danger. Also, when there is a time limit problem. The Sun is rising, and these moons can get deadly hot in the day. So, it's a race against time.

It was fun seeing trip use all sort of tricks to evade this guy and get the upper hand over him in the night, but it still ends up with Trip getting knocked out and tied up.

A couple episodes ago I lamented that the universal translator instantly solved a similar interesting problem, but this one is doing right by that. We've got two people who can't understand what eachother are saying, and who need to work together to survive. It was really fun seeing the two figure out how to communicate with eachother. The episode always had you second guessing if the two had worked through their hostilities or if it was another trick to get the upper hand on the other, and seeing them have a sort of wordless kinship as their sitting on the mountain at end was really sweet, in a weird way. When they can finally talk to eachother back on enterprise, it felt really rewarding.

The action in this episode was fun too. We got really good hand to hand brawl between trip and Zho'Kaan as they're both passing out from heat exhaustion.

This was a really good one. Also we got shirtless trip, so bonus points.

#whovian watching star trek #star trek #star trek enterprise #star trek ent #star trek: enterprise #enterprise #ent

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nihonium-art · 1 year

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Hey. Watch this. *triguns my own ocs*

I've decided to turn one of my favouritest gal ( Violette ) Into a trigun oc with a complete reimagining of her lore to at least somewhat fit the source material <3 these are mostly based on the anime + what I know of trimax so far as I'm not done w/ it. So I might revisit this once I'm done w/ trimax yk yk.

The notes speak for themselves but in case you want an in-depth look at my raging mind I'll put a ramble of the plot I've got ( so far ) for them under a read more.

SO their plot would happen alongside Vash's in term of time!

Violette and Azalea are both independent plants who were on a ship separated from Vash and Knives'. The person taking care of them is Valentina, a tech engineer, who was the only one ln their ship willing to take care of them. Valentina was somewhat aware of the power the sisters held, and was planning to take advantage of it by educating them to follow her orders. Her end goal was for them to be sort of "angels" that would spread words of her greatness, immortalising her as a "God" of sorts. Valentina was always very close and caring to the sisters— in fact, she admired them instead of fearing them like the rest of the crew. Azalea is slightly younger than Violette, but not by much.

Violette had a huge interest in writing and singing, and was in love with the flora on the ship. She was definitely the more adventurous of the two, but also was responsible for her age. Azalea, on the other hand, had more of an interest in technology and how the ship worked— and would spend hours playing around and taking apart old tech that wasn't of use anymore. She was slightly more skittish than her sister, but as cheerful nonetheless. Although the crew was often cold or outright aggressive towards the sisters, they always knew they could count on eachother and Valentina.

When the ships were set to crash, Violette was separated from Azalea and Valentina— and unfortunately they didn't manage to find eachother in time. Azalea and Valentina took an escape pod, leaving the other girl behind. Miraculously, Violette survived, although she was critically injured and now alone, separated from her sister and mother.

Violette spent days walking aimlessly in the desert, until she was found by a group of surviving humans, who ended up taking her with them and raising her like a daughter, unaware of her nature for the longest time. Violette did her best to help them, while also searching for her sister once she felt better.

In the meantime, Valentina still wanted to make her plan a reality, so she began to raise Azalea while prying on some of her deepest fears. Basically, Azalea grew up with the mindset that she was meant to "free" humans from sin, that she was above them, and that the only person she could trust was Valentina because everyone else feared her and wou want her dead. Ultimately, Valentina taught her to attack humans who were "sinners", and failure to do so on Azalea's part would result in Valentina giving her the cold shoulder, depriving Azalea of the love and warmth she desperately needed. After Azalea's attacks, Valentina would present herself in a cloak, calling herself "Dea", and helping the people recover from the attack, telling them that following her would "save" them from any further sorrows ( this would happen at least a few years after the crash already ). Eventually, the words of Dea spread slowly across the planet, giving her the immortality she was seeking.

One day, it was Violette 's home that Azalea ruthlessly attacked, killing a few people in the process. When Violette got back and saw the carnage, a fight between the sisters followed, Azalea trying desperately to bring Violette back to her, while Violette feels like her sister is too far gone. Eventually, Azalea ends up critically injured by Violette 's desperate attack, and refused her sister 's help, attacking her in return before vanishing. After that blow, Azalea was convinced her sister was dead.

The two are separated yet again and Violette enters her wanderer arc, where she just... Aimlessly go around the land without any goals in mind, trying to help the people she meet along the way. Very quickly, she notices that conflict keeps erupting, and despite her best efforts, it always seems like trying to solve the situation only results in her getting injured or the situation worsening, so eventually she becomes a coward who refuses to take part in any conflicts. After seeing posters of her sister labeled "The Sun's Wrath" and also possibly another event I've yet to think of, she convinces herself to try and save her sister, once and for all.

In the meantime, once Azalea was back on her feet, she kept following her mother's orders... However, it was clear Valentina was getting old, and would die, sooner or later. So, using her knowl on technology and what Valentina taught her, Azalea manages to extend her mother's life, hanging onto the very last thing she loved, even if Valentina slowly became nothing but a shell. She would've been fine with dying— knowing her name was spread across the land. Azalea kept her teaching about "sinners" close to her and kept her rampages, earning herself the title of wanted outlaw, "The Sun's Wrath".

Aaaand that'd be where the two at the beginning of Trigun would be! For now, at least. Just the basics of it all yk yk. Do they meet Vash? Knives? Meryl? Maybe. Who knows. I still got stuff to work around.

#original art #my art #trigun #trigun oc #digital art #my ocs #Violette midnight #Azalea sunspeak #Valentina lumiere #how to I fucking..name this.#Violet tale #? maybe? let's go with that for now. whatever.#anyways yeah I had to bend some stuff juuuuust a lil to keep their og dynamics / relationships but it's fiiiiiine #i may be cringe. but I'm free. FREE i tell you!!!

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ithekingofweeds · 2 years

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A Tribute To A Titan🧡

I woke up this morning, to a community post of Technoblade by molzeysketch. After a quick, curious skim through of the comments, I searched up his name.

I was greeted with a barely 5 hour old video. The last one of them all.

I reeled, and processed and cried and mourned a man I didn't even know, and I have been for the past 8 hours now, while pondering my own last message to him.

I am aware that to him, logistically, I am nothing more than a number amongst more than 10 million others. Sentimental ly, I may have held the value that a dog across the ocean has to someone who says they like all dogs even though they've never met anywhere near even a percent.

And to me, he was not a friend, I didn't know him. I know what he showed. But what he showed is adored. He was a comforting voice when silence was too loud and music too much. He was a good laugh on days where smiling seemed pointless. And he and his friends were a small glimpse of the fact that mutual love and respect does indeed exist in full.

I mourn for his family, and for his friends, having lost their loved one. It'll never be the same, and I hope they can keep eachother safe. Let them grieve for now, everyone. I mourn for the Minecraft community as a whole, for loosing a Greater King. I for mourn our community, for loosing a beloved creator.

Cancer is a retched thing. It's ravaged my family for generations, but it's only as of late that I've pondered how I actually feel about it.

It doesn't hate, it just takes. It has no mind that maliciously tell it to, yet it steals and hurts and kills.

I dont like how its fundamentalized in language. You don't fight it. Fighting implies some form of equal enemies, it implies skills and strategies and leeway to improve. Sure, saying "you survived your battle with cancer" sounds wonderful, but what of the opposite? Do not tarnish the memories by claiming they are a loser in a fight that has no contestant except for maybe your own body for unknowingly, accidentally creating a cancerous cell. If anything, consider it a draw, as the cancer died with them.

But Techno won. He won so, so much. He wrote so himself, he would do it all again even with a hundred offered chances. He won his friends, his community, his success, everything.

A legend, a king, taken far, far too early. All the what ifs that only scortch and burn. The future rushes us like a maddened bull, but in the end, it always flinches first and settles into the present. We can do very little but breathe in, breathe out. There's both agony and catharsis in the knowledge that the world has not stopped turning. But for today, we are millions, scattered all across the world, mourning and crying for one singular person. And how beautiful, to have so many bow their heads in solidarity for your life. Being mourned is human right, and he has so, so many. Mourning is the remembrance of something great. It is the pain of knowing that things won't be the same.

Comfort is the answer to all life's problems. It doesn't solve them, but it makes them more distant for a bit. Keep eachother safe, seek out communities and just talk for a bit. My DMs are open right now if you don't have anyone else

If there is such a place, I know Techno will triumph the kingdom of God, and watch us from his throne, chuckling and calling us crybabies. He got spectator mode while the rest of us nerds remain in survival. Good fighting king, and here's to the absolute rediculous astonishment we may face when we pass on and come face to face with him, laughing at us about how we fell for the 'Dave' thing.

I am not a religious person. I believe that we cannot know if or not there is something greater. I don't have a particular religion, --a particular tale of afterlife to be precise--, that I gravitate my agnostisism around.

But I hope that there is somewhere in the stars or beyond the sunset that he may reunite with family and friends again one day.

'Are we living a life that is safe from harm?'

Of course not. We never are. But that’s not the right question. The question is are we living a life that is worth the harm?

It might feel like your life is unraveling, but your life cannot unravel. Your life is your life. You haven't lost it. It's just different now

Goodbye King

In our hearts, memories and mind, truely;

Technoblade never dies

#technoblade #techno #technoblade never dies #tribute #goodbye to a legend #my heart aches for his frinds and family #fuckcancer

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caatws · 1 year

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while Gamora should have been a guardian by default imo, isn't it weird that she isn't on merch as the female lead?

I don't know all the rules and regs but I can't think it's normal, in more recent years at least, to be so visibly cut out like this. If it was one or two instances I might find it reasonable. But she's missing from almost everything. Kraglin has more visibility and that's pretty insulting to Gamora by comparison of importance to the franchise, prominence in the Avengers crossover movies and let's be real her character is more recognizable. It's just not right

on a different note I appreciate everything you said about Gamora and Nebula being sisters and how their relationship doesn't get the recognition it deserves. Thanos tried so hard to break them both and they didn't let him. He tried to poison how they saw eachother and they overcame that. The relationship has the tension, conflict, love and healing that people in fandom usually eat up with a spoon. I'm not here for anyone ignoring that in favor of thinking one of them would try to take love from the other or ever want to. I'll never be on the side of two abuse victims being reduced to competition. They both survived a nightmare and one lost more than anyone ever should. Nothing should ever undermine that. If marvel wanted to make a movie just about them I'd be all in, only I don't want marvel to touch Gamora, or any of the guardians really, ever again. I don't know what it says when I both want to see more of characters i love but also would rather never see them again.

this comment got me thinking and honestly like cast formality and billing aside, just looking at story only...i don't even think gamora is rly the female lead in vol 3. it's nebula.

and look, this movie honestly made me rly LOVE nebula in a way i hadn't before and i'm rly satisfied with where her character got to go. like at least in all the bullshit that happened in gamora land, nebula got to actually thrive in this franchise more than i would've expected 9 years ago. and i think that's rly cool! but it sucks that we couldn't get here while also maintaining gamora's original place in the gotg family and like her overall arc. but i think if anyone was The Female Lead in this movie, it was nebula before it was gamora.

i also haven't looked at the new merch a ton admittedly, outside of my fruitless search for a cute loungefly bag with the whole team. i DID however go to california adventure 2 months ago and downtown disney a little over a month ago when marketing on social media for vol 3 was definitely happening, and i was surprised to see that there wasn't like...more gotg stuff? i might've been too early for the like character actors to be out and about (it was just a month-ish after quantumania's release, so the ant-fam characters were still hanging out, tho i only saw scott when i went), but even merch-wise they didn't seem to have more gotg stuff than usual both times i went to the stores in march and april. (i mostly saw rocket and groot stuff. like bitch i would have bought gotg ears and they only had groot. come on) so i honestly don't even know what the full merch situation in big box stores is lol cuz it sure was abysmal at disney, the actual source 💀 does gamora even have a vol 3 funko yet?

but also on the topic of merch and scarcity...i just want to highlight the one (1) piece of official merch i own that features both natasha AND gamora...and it's LITERALLY FROM DISNEY INFINITY LIKE 😭 NOT EVEN MCU 😭😭😭

so yeah idk what the deal is with mcu merch but they are literally allergic to their original female leads but mostly gamora 🥴 at this point my only hope for merch is an adult sized gotg uniform costume i can buy during halloween season. please. 🙏🏼🕯️

and lastly to your point on gamora and nebula's relationship - i completely agree!!! and it sucks having fav characters you'd love to see again but also are dreading seeing again....at this point i am just hoping to run on what if...? s2 and vibes

#whenever s2 drops that is....i want that gamora ep bro #the way i have a funko for what if gamora who was literally just an ensemble character in the finale but there isn't a vol 3 gamora funko??#they have lost the plot like actually fatally #ask #the gamora situation

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kakashifanrp · 3 years

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Hiiii!!! Can I request a story where reader is a jounin and was the one that kinda raised Naruto (he deserved all the love in this world 😫😭😭), then reader and Kakashi fell in love, and during the Pain attack in Konoha, reader faces off Pain with Hinata when Naruto is down (kinda like Hinata did), heartbroken because well….we know what happened to her husband 😫😫 Then, fluff please because even though I love angst, I love fluff as well 💕💕

AN: Soo I hope this is good enough. It is a large timeframe to get into a one shot, but hopefully you like it 🙌🏼 thank you soo much for the request 🥰

Warnings: deaths, blood.

You had gotten home from your last mission, ready to find the boy you had been a guradian for since he was a baby. You held onto the bags with groceries as you walked the streets of Konoha, happy to be back home. "you are back!" Naruto ran over and hugged you thightly. "There you are" you giggled and hugged him back. "oh, look at that, your own headband" you smiled proudly. "Yeah! I am a genin now! Come you need to meet my sensei!" he grabbed your arm amd dragged you along thowards the ramen shop he loved soo much.

"Kakashi sensei! Look I want you to meet my Auntie!" The blond haired boy cheered happily as he let go. You looked up at the silverhaired man in front of you, trying to hold back a blush. "soo you are the one watching over Naruto, nice too meet you.. Kakashi Hatake" he seemed to be smiling as he held out his hand, but it was hard to tell with the mask he had on. "I am Y/N L/N, Naruto's guardian" you took his hand and greeted him. "hope he haven't caused alot of troubles soo far" you blushed nervously as Naruto gave you a stare.

That was your first meeting with the famous copy ninja. He was handsome indeed, as rumours had said, and it seemed that the kids had caught on to the akward intoduction and small Stares you both gave eachother each time you met while picking up Naruto. Soon Naruto invited the team over for dinners, which itself was fine for you.. But after a few times they started to make exuses on why they had to leave before dinner, making you and Kakashi be left alone.

"what about all the food Naruto?" You looked at him as he got his backpack on. "I promised Sakura and Sasuke to camp with them in sakura's backyard." you looked at all the food and sighed. "what about all this then?" you looked at him, wondering what had gotten into the kid lately. "kakashi sensei can eat for me, bye Auntie sama!" Naruto run out the door leaving you and Kakashi looked at eachother dumbfolded and blushing. "well, I sure hope you are hungry" you said nervously.

That was years ago now, more like 4 or 5 allready. Whatever the kids were up to seemed to work. You sighed as you looked at the wedding picture on the shelf. "are you still worried?" Kakashi wrapped his arms around you from behind and smiled as he looked at the picture. "You are just as beautiful as you were on that day, ms Hatake" he chuckled and kissed your cheek, making you smile. "You still love to use that don't you?" You rested your head against his neck softly. "well, it makes you smile, dosen't it?" You turned around and looked up at him with a blush across your cheek.

"He will be fine... He is with the toads" he kissed your forhead, knowing You were worried for Naruto. "I know, I am just worried for him.." you sighed. "He is soon all grown up too.." Kakashi smiled and held you close. "well, He is a good kid.. And he will make it" he assured you. "and I know he wants to be a uncle?" you giggled and tried to hide your blush. "Is this you saying you want kids?" you raised a brow as you saw the blush spread across his face. "well, yeah... It is.." You pulled him down and kissed his lips softly. "married and wants kids, Who would have thought that when I met you?"

The ground started shake making pictures fall down off the wall as you held onto Kakashi's shirt. "what the hell was that" You ran over to the window, eyes widening in shock and fear as you saw the smoke from the other side of the village. "We are under attack.." you whispered before grabbing your vest and took it on. Kakashi did the same as he looked at you. "Don't take any risks out there" he commanded. "the same goes for you" He kissed your cheek before putting his mask back on, and you both ran out the door.

You went over to help the civilians, evacuating everyone you could and gave commands to the Genin. When most had been evacuated you searched for survivers, looking throught collapsed houses, and digging them out. "Y/N, go to the west side, it might be more people over there!" Iruka yelled at you. You nodded, before you went on over to the west side. The destruction of the village was insane.. You had never seen anything like this before.

You stopped in your tracks as you saw the familliar silver hair in one of the ruins." Kakashi!" You ran over and started to dig him out before you dragged his body up on the ground. "please be ok, please" You cried out as you tried to wake him. When he didn't respond you placed your head on his chest trying to listen for his heartbeat, but no matter how long you waited for it, it never came. "no.. No!" you screamed out as tears poured down your cheeks. You placed your trembling hand on his cheek, not able to move or take your eyes off him. "You promised to be careful.. You can't... Please!"

You spotted a shadow and looked up, before a huge blast hit the middle of the city, luckly it missed you both by a few houndred meters. You had to keep moving, too fight off the enemy who did this. "I'll be back" you whispered as you kissed your husbands forhead before you got up and started to run thowards where the blast had hit. "Ms. Hatake! Over here!" you noticed Hinata and a few others as you ran over. "What is this thing!?" You looked down at the huge hole in the middle of what used to be the village. "oh my" You fell to your knees in horror of the sight in front of you. Never had you seen such destruction

"Naruto kun" Hinata's voice made you head snap over to the toads in the middle of the hole. "no, he shouldn't be here" you clenched your fists as all you could do was watch as Naruto took on Pain on his own. You felt helpless as you watched what was going on in front of you, not only had you lost your husband, but now you were gonna loose the Child you had raised as your own. "We need to stop this!" Hinata took your hand making you look at the young girl next to you. "I will help"

A loud bang was heard as both Hinata and you looked back, watching Naruto being pinned to the ground. As a reflex you got up and run as fast as you could thowards them. "Hinata, try to get him free!" you commanded as you aimed for the readhead pierced man in front of him. "You leave him alone!" You jumped to kick him, but a force stopped you and threw you back making you hit the ground harshly. You groaned softly as you got yourself up, watching Hinata fly aswell.

"leave them alone!" You charged again. "Your weak attempts will not stop Pain" the man said, Before you could do your firestyle jutsu you were flying up in the air, before a quick pull made you get thrown into the ground harshly in front of Pain. You gasped as blood spilled from your mouth. A sharp pain hit your chest, making you cough more blood as your vision got blurry. You had failed, and you knew it.

You don't know what happened after everything, but you could hear voices talking to you, before your body was shaken, making you open your eyes and gasp. Shikamaru and Hinata was over you with worried eyes. "what happened.. Where is Naruto" Your throat were sore and it still hurt to talk. "Naruto turned into ninetails, and fought pain.. But they left the village awhile ago, and now all of you are suddenly waking up" Shikamaru helped you up as he explained, still shocked about everything that had went down.

Kiba ran over and Helped you, while Choji got Shikamaru before he collapsed. You leaned against Kiba as he helped you up from the hole. "We need to take you to the medical ninja's.. You are still hurt Y/N sensei" He looked worried, but you shaked your head. "I need to know if Naruto is ok.." you pleaded as you looked at the young man. He nodded as he walked over to the others, still holding you up standing.

"Auntie sama!" You looked thowards the direction you heard the voice and your eyes widen. "oh my god" You teared up as you saw Kakashi carrying Naruto on his back. Naruto got down from Kakashi's back and run over and hugged you. "thank god, you are ok... You both are ok" you cried as you held him thighly, pulling Kakashi in as he came over. "I thought I had lost you both" You were afraid to let go, in case it was all just a illusion. "Naruto saved us all... He defetead pain.." You heard the whisperes.

"I am soo proud of you" You kissed Naruto's forhead before he got dragged away, soo the village could applaud him. "I thought I told you to not take any risks.." kakashi held you close, before wiping away a tear from his eye. "same to you... I thought you were gone for good" you held onto him, not wanting to let go. "seems Naruto made sure we got a chance, yet again.." You nodded slowly as you watched everyone treat him like the hero he was.

#kakashi hatake #kakashi hatake x reader #kakashi sensei #naruto universe #naruto uzumaki #kakashi hatake x you #kakashi fanfiction #kakashi #naruto #kakashi hatake rp #ask me things #ask response #Ask

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honeyxmonkey · 3 years

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Thoughts coming in for Douxie being stuck in the Darklands thing but this time... longer 👀👀👀

What if it happened at the battle of killahead and Merlin saw his apprentice, his son, being sucked into the portal along with Gunmar and his army and he tries in vain to save him but it's too late.

Just... a broken Merlin staring at the now closed bridge with horror, realizing that the one person in the world that he cares about is now stuck in the most dangerous place, dead or soon will be.

Arthur is dead, Morgana is sealed away, and the one person he thought he might be able to save is stuck in the Darklands.

900 years pass, Douxie's able to survive somehow, his magic growing stronger, adapting to the environment in a way that's almost feral. Or maybe that's just the constant adrenaline high he's always on.

His unlucky break comes on the day the bridge is reopened. He knows about it, feels the oh-so familiar presence of the amulet.

Douxie spots Jim one day, a baby held in his arms as he runs from the gumm-gumms. He can see that he's probably not going to make it so he starts running, magic surging down his arm and to his fingertips as he intends to help the Trollhunter escape, even at the cost of his own freedom.

Unfortunately the bridge collapses before he can do any real damage to the evil trolls and he skids to a stop just before Gunmar's soldiers can see him.

Douxie looks at the collapsed bridge, tears welling in his eyes. Now his only hope for escape, his only chance to see his father again, has been destroyed.

He actually ends up breaking Jim and Nomura out of jail and helps them escape only be to captured at the last second himself.

When Jim gets back home, he makes a silent promise to get him out of there, he doesn't care if he doesn't know the guy, he saved his life.

During the Eternal Night, Jim says something about seeing this kid down there to Merlin who turns to look at him with wide eyes and quietly asks what the kid's name was.

Jim, ever oblivious to the wizard's emotional distress says, "His... Hizzydoux or something like that?"

And Merlin goes very quiet, very still. Then, "Hisirdoux..."

And Jim nods. "Yeah, that's it. Why?"

And Merlin looks at him slowly, tears pricking at his eyes. "Thats my son."

And now that he knows that his son is alive, Merlin is even more adamant about Jim turning into a half troll. At this point he's willing to do anything to save his baby.

And then the battle begins and Merlin travels to Trollmarket to face Morgana.

Somehow, someway Douxie managed to get away from Gunmar and his army and started booking it across the town. Merlin's here, he can feel it but then-

He gets distracted in his search for his father by his incessant need to help people so he takes a bit of a detour to help out some of the townspeople, cutting down the Gumm-gumms like they're nothing. He's in a bit of a rage and adrenaline filled magic rush.

He decides to stay on the surface and help during the battle, he could find Merlin after all the chaos.

Toby and Claire see this guy just fricking blasting the gumm-gumms halfway to hell and they're like... "atleast he's on our side."

After all is said and done and the battle is won, Douxie tags along with the trollhunters to trollmarket to check on Merlin

But when they see eachother they both freeze. Merlin is the first to move.

"Hisirdoux!" He shouts, running towards his son and Douxie just breaks out into a sprint, being swept up into his dad's arms in a tight embrace. They sink to their knees, Douxie burying his face against Merlin's armor, both are crying but Douxie just... finally is able to relax after 900 years of being trapped and alone. Merlin holds him tightly, gently cradling the back of his head, promising over and over again that no matter what he would never let anything happen to Douxie ever again.

He finally has his son back after so long... and he's going to make sure that this time, no matter what, he stays safe.

#wizard dad #merlin ambrosius #hisirdoux casperan #moppet!douxie #angst #comfort #99% sure ill get around to writing this #toa wizards #wizards tales of arcadia #toa trollhunters #trollhunters tales of arcadia #trapped in the darklands au

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starlightsearches · 3 years

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can we perhaps get a lil fic where the reader used to be a first order medic who crushed on Hux and used to treat Hux’s injuries when he was thrown around, but has now defected to the resistance. Hux survives TROS with injuries from, well, everything that happened, and is rescued by the resistance and taken to the reader (now the resistance medic) to be cared for. Cue them remembering eachother, and perhaps lots of touch starved hux who isn’t used to being looked after, and the two finally admit their feelings for eachother?? Sorry if this is so long and confusing, you can change or shorten any bits you don’t like or understand 😅💕

Hello friend! Thanks for the request. I’m sorry it took me a thousand years to write it; I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I hope you like it!!

Requests are open ✨

Armitage Hux x Resistance Medic! Reader (GN)

Warnings: Language, an injury, angst and some medical care! (and non-canon compliance if anyone cares about that)

It’s the middle of the night cycle when Poe’s voice crackles through the speaker on your comm link, calling for you. Lurching from your doze, you search for it with both hands, brushing through the piles of records and empty caff cups before you spot the little cylinder.

“I’m here,” you hold the comm close to your mouth, using your other hand to gather up needed supplies, shoving them in your medkit haphazardly. Poe never commed you before a landing—not unless things were bad. You push the panic away, steeling yourself for the worst case scenario. It wouldn’t be the first time you had held a friend’s life in your hands, but it never got easier; you just got stronger. You could be stronger now. “What do you need?”

“Don’t worry, it’s nothing too bad this time,” he clarifies, and you let out a shaky breath, offering your thanks to the universe, “we picked up a, uh, new recruit. He’s pretty banged up, having some trouble walking. I know you can get him feeling better; can you meet us at the landing pad?”

“Yeah, I’ll be there,” you shove the comm in your pocket, brushing a hand over your hair. There’s a soft hint of disquiet resting on your shoulders, a crawling over your skin. Poe wasn’t usually this cryptic. Something big must have happened.

You decide to leave your medkit—since the mystery patient’s injuries don’t sound too serious — walking swiftly through the sleeping base. Your footsteps echo quietly against the stone walls until the sound is swallowed by the night melody of Ajan Kloss. The warm humidity kisses your cheeks when you step out into the open, a gentle breeze pushing it away before it can linger.

The landing pad is dormant, rows and rows of sleeping x-wings keeping you company as you watch for any sign of the Falcon, and soon enough you spot it, tracing its path through the night sky.

You spy Poe's boots at the mouth of the hatch as soon as it opens—Rey must have been piloting, which meant Finn would be in the cockpit with her. Strange. Poe doesn’t usually give up control of the pilot’s seat so easily. A shiver travels up your spine despite the warm night air.

"Hey, sweetheart, can you give us a hand?" he calls out to you, and you're about to tear into him for being so fucking cryptic, stomping up the loading dock. That's when you notice the shiny pair of boots near Poe's, blacker than the night around you.

You can't move anymore, frozen mid-step half-way up the ramp, heartbeat pounding like a warning siren as your eyes trace up the boots, the battered, black uniform and you don’t need to see his face to know that you're not dreaming this time. It’s him.

You keep your eyes on Poe—only on Poe—and your distress must show in your features because the look he gives you in return is full of concern.

"Everything alright, sweetheart?"

You glare at him. "What the hell is this?"

It has to be a joke. Poe is trying to be funny, calling him a recruit instead of a prisoner—but the general isn't handcuffed. He has an arm slung over Poe's shoulder, leaning heavily against the pilot. There’s a tear in his pant leg, white skin stained red with dripping blood, the wound sore and angry. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice the purpling bruises along his cheeks. It’s sad how familiar he seems when he’s broken, more recognizable to you now than he ever was in any holovid.

“See, Hugs, I told you,” Poe clears his throat, voice light with humor but he watches you carefully, a warning in his eyes. You can see enough of the general to know he’s not looking at you, his gaze fixed on some point in the distance, his jaw set.

You cross your arms over your chest, letting your expression settle into a scowl. “Told him what?”

“That you hadn’t forgotten him.”

Damn him. He had asked about you? Your heart softens in spite of yourself, and you turn automatically to Hux, the last shreds of your anger falling from your chest. He still won’t meet your eyes, shoulders slumped, his breathing a little labored and you’re sure it’s not just from the pain.

How many times had you been with him, just like this? Hidden together in forgotten corridors or tucked away in his quarters, the threat of his father looming over you while bandaging wounds and feeling for breaks and ignoring the way his chest heaved underneath your fingers. There was no word for that kind of despair, seeing someone you loved so quietly and so desperately wrecked so completely. It snakes under your skin again, finding it’s old favorite cracks left unhealed; if you’re not careful, it will swallow you whole.

There’s only one thing to do in a situation like this: fix what you can.

You shift your weight from foot to foot before heaving a sigh, “fine, let’s go.”

“Yes! You’re the best; I owe you one, sweetheart, really—” he’s already moving out of the general’s grip, waiting for you to take his place and you look at him in alarm, stepping back.

“Wait,” your adrenaline spikes, and you have to force yourself to take a breath, “you’re not coming with us?“

He shakes his head, “Rey, Finn and I have some, uh, unfinished business. We only stopped by to drop him off.”

Well shit—you take a few steadying breaths, hoping your anxiety doesn’t show too plainly on your face. You hadn’t thought you’d be alone with him so soon. You don’t want to think about why that makes a difference to you.

“Oh, okay.” You nod, force an unconvincing smile to save face. Poe wouldn’t leave if it wasn’t important. He furrows his brow—not yet convinced.

“You’re gonna be alright?”

“Yeah . . . yeah. I’ll—we’ll—be fine.” Your smile tightens at the corners but still doesn’t reach your eyes, and he squeezes your shoulder reassuringly before walking past you to the cock pit.

And now you’re left alone.

“Let’s go,” you slide into place under his arm where he’s propped himself up against the wall, gripping him tightly around his waist, fingers holding him steady at the ribs.

He flinches, pulling away slightly, and you loosen your grip.

“Did I hurt you?”

He shakes his head, eyes examining his reflection in his boots, and you place your hand with a little more care, hoping he can’t feel the way your heartbeat echoes through your body.

It’s been too long since you’ve last touched him; it still makes your heart race.

The trip back to the medbay is slow and arduous. It’s not just the gash in his leg that’s impairing his movement—his ankle is very clearly broken, based on the way he winces whenever it makes even the slightest contact with the ground.

He’s certainly not heavy, by any means, but supporting his weight gets more difficult with each step, and you’d rather not see him sustain any more injuries if your grip on him doesn’t hold.

“We can rest here for a moment.” You stop near a pile of rocks by the entrance to the base, lowering him down into a sitting position before finally taking the chance to catch your breath.

It's a dead night, a still one. Any breeze you'd felt earlier had faded long ago, and the air sits heavy on your skin and heavier in your lungs.

The general doesn't seem to mind, taking long deep breaths. If it weren't for his furrowed brow, you might believe he was asleep.

“How did you know I’d be here,” you whisper, and when he looks at you, there's hurt in his eyes.

“The Order always keeps track of their defectors—especially when they run away to join the Resistance.” His tone is bitter and biting, and it hurts you more than you like.

“I didn’t run away to join the Resistance," you respond, trying to tamp down a sneer, angry at yourself. For letting him get to you so easily, for caring so much about what he thinks.

For missing him every day since the last.

Still, it was true, what you said. When you left, you only wanted to get away from the Order—it didn’t matter where.

The Resistance was the only place you were welcomed.

You had wanted it to feel like home, and parts of it did—eating late dinners with Poe in his quarters, watching over your patients, celebrating with the rest of them after every success, the same belief that they had for the cause beginning to burn in your chest.

But something was missing, in every one of those moments. And now that he's here, you wonder if the space you'd left empty for him is too large to be filled.

"Did you—" he shifts, groans, and your veins flood with anticipation, hanging on to some foolish idea of what he might say next, "did you ever . . . think of me?"

He looks at you with half-lidded eyes, surprisingly earnest; the pain must have gone to his head.

"We should get you to the medbay," you move again, no longer comfortable with staying still, "I'll go find you something to lean on while you walk, I'll be right back—"

His fingers wrap firmly around your wrist, pulling you back with surprising determination.

"I thought of you," he says, and you're looking in his eyes, so dark they're almost black in the low light, "every cycle since the last, and every cycle before that."

Your breathing grows shallow as he fits his hand against your waist, without pulling you closer or pushing you away.

"If you want me to leave, after . . . when it's all over, I'll do it. But I—"

He jumps when you press your lips to his, shaking like he's scared, but he leans into you as best he can.

"Neither of us are leaving again," you demand, and you think you might feel the ghost of a smile against your jaw, feel the slight grip of his fingers at your waist, "not if I can help it."

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tomatograter · 3 years

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do you like my little pony

So here's the thing. This ask sent me in for a memory quest. When gen 4 came out I was distracted by Adventure Time lore, so i never really *GOT* into it the way the internet at large did, but I knew stuff from the sidelines.

However........ I liked generation 3 a lot as a kid. You know the one that came before the super popular cartoon reboot and pretty much had all the ponies looking like regular ass technicolor horses, because they hadn't figured out the whole golden cutie ratio thing yet? Anyway they looked like this;

I had heaps of school apparel with glitter finishes on the cover and sticker pages everything. Now that i think about it these marketing visuals probably had a huge impact in how i color things to this day, but I digress. Some of the pony designs are still pretty classy and cute? I remember very little of the lore, though.

I had a DVD burned with some of the G3 movies mixed with the then-popular Hot Wheels 2005 animated direct to DVD quadrilogy where the cars could get superpowers based on alien tech microships and all the drivers were stuck in this... survival game loop where they had to race for their lives in apocalyptic course scenarios? (A google search has revealed to me that was the "AcceleRacers" era, and tbf it had a pretty decent plot. I remember drama and the contestants getting pissed off and lashing out at eachother and everything.) Both of these are vividly interlinked in my brainscape because my favorite MLP movie was Princess Promenade, the one where they have FAIRY PONIES (even smaller than the regular ponies) that live in ENCHANTED FLOWERS and they looked like THIS:

But then the movie ended and what would play in sequence was this:

So it was just a constant cycle of this in my mind

They had an evil machine milf that hijacked racers into terminator types for some reason? The last movie in the series of 5 got cancelled so we literally got left adrift after the protagonist discovers that his dad is behind the most evil scheme ever.

And in sum, retroactively, It's why I'm messed up in the head and also gay now

#im not tagging this with either fandom name #though apparently acceleracers also had dedicated message boards?#christ #people say whatever you're into at 7 determines your personality and they were Not kidding #natural evolution here is just Homestuck again

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shipblogbecausesure · 3 years

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Cheating Death

Quick explanation: Whenever I write for Creepypasta I always head cannon both Marble Hornets (if you haven’t watched it I highly suggest it it’s Masky and Hoodie’s origin) and I Eat Pasta for Breakfast (Also highly suggest it) happened. So Hoodie has cheated death twice.

Tim wandered the forest searching for Brian. He hadn't been heard from in a while and Slenderman sent Tim and Toby to find him. They weren't far from each other, far enough that they wouldn't be at eachothers throats but close enough they could call the other. Masky was to worried about his friend to complain about being sent out with Toby of all people. Masky let out a sharp sigh as he walked. Was Brian okay? Was he hurt? Did.. he have him? He was snapped out of his thoughts by Toby's voice.

"Masky I think you should see this!" Tim looked the way the voice had came and ran towards it. He almost ran right into Toby.

"What is it Rogers it had better be worth it." Masky snapped at him. Toby motioned for him to follow ignoring the name. He took him not very far before making it to a small clearing. Hanging form a tree was clearly a body.. but from the familiar hoodie and mask Tim immediately recognized them. "Hoodie!" he called running over to him. "Rogers be useful for once and help me get him down!" he called to Toby. Together they un tied their friend from the tree and carried him back to the mansion.

Tim paced in the hall way. Once they had arrived Slenderman took Hoodie into the medical room and called for Ann to come help him. How long had he and Toby been waiting now? Half an hour? And hour? Whatever it was it had felt like forever to the pair. Toby was sat on the wall opposite of the room Hoodie was currently in and watched as Masky paced. He never was good at comforting people, it didn't help that they didn't know if Hoodie would even survive this. Eventually the door creaked open and Slender stepped out followed by Ann.

"You can see him now you two. Masky you'll be in charge of monitoring him." Slenderman said to the two proxies, "Once he wakes you may move him to his room to rest."

They nodded and walked into the room. Hoodie was laid on the medical bed. He was bandaged and stitched up and looked much better then when they had first found him. Tim sat on the edge of the bed while Toby pulled up a chair. Tim took the injured man's hand while Toby put his hand on his shoulder. Tears stung his eyes.

"I'm sorry this happened to him Masky.. I k-know how close you two are.." Toby mumbled quietly. Well Brian was Tim's boyfriend after all. It was part of the role to care. Toby stepped back and stared to the door.

"Where you going?" the masked man asked. Toby turned to face him.

"I'll leave you alone with him. Wh-when he wakes up you should be the first one he sees." Toby said plainly. He turned back to the door.

"Thank you.. Toby. Ya know.. for the help."

A small smile fell onto the younger boy's face as he exited the room. Masky turned back to Hoodie the tears in his eyes blurring his vision slightly. He took off his mask doing the same to Brian's.

"Come on Brian... You're gonna be fine.." Tim said his tears starting to fall down his cheeks, "You're the strongest person I know.. Please you have to get through this... We've done so much together already... Don't leave me now...."

Everything else that happened was a blur to him. All he remembered was crying a lot and multiple people coming in to check on them both. Tim sat their for a long time never leaving Brian's side. By some stroke of luck he managed to fall asleep. He woke up soon after to sound of movement coming from the bed in front of him. His eyes snapped open as he faced a now awake Brian. "Brian!" he threw his arms around him and cried into his shoulder. "Thank god you're okay!"

Brian returned the hug. "Hey hey don't cry. I'm okay now." he said quietly.

They didn't release each other for a long time.

"Sir said we could move you to your room once you wake up. Wanna go there now?" Tim asked. Brian nodded. They both got up off the bed. Tim had to assist Brian so he wouldn't lose his balance but they made it to their room. Brian laid on his bed and Tim sat next to him. "I know I'm going to be asked this.. so what happened? Who did this to you?" Tim asked.

He regretted the questions but knew he would need to give Slenderman the answers. Brian let out a sharp breath.

"Well I was doing my rounds of the forest when I heard something. It was clearly circling me. I shot at it but none of them hit. I tried to call for Slender.. he never came. Two of Zalgo's proxies attacked me.. And that's all I remember before blacking out." he explained carefully. Of course it was Zalgo. It was always him. Tim could feel his blood boil in anger. Brian took his partner's hand and gave it a small squeeze. "Shh calm down Tim. I'm okay now. Slender will decide what to do." Brian whispered quietly. Tim sighed and leaned his head on Brian's shoulder. Brian put his arm around his partner. "See it's okay."

#Tim Wright #Brian Thomas #Masky #Hoodie #Creepypasta #Masky x Hoodie #Tim x Brian #Brim

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finalgilmoregirl · 3 years

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26 from the prompt list with bucky? i need something to put me in my feelsss <3

26. one of you was snapped away and you’re being reunited

a/n: omg omg okay i love this for bucky. thank you for the request! (btw everyone survives endgame for this teehee.)

take a look at my promp list if you would like to put in a request!!

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you remember hearing the news like it was yesterday. you had been staying with bucky ever since he got out of cryro and decided to keep him company in wakanda, which he was very grateful for.

however when steve returned and there was talk of a space threat, you were very worried, but bucky reassured you that everything would turn out fine. you were moved to a safe building to avoid the fight and kissed your love goodbye, only you didn’t know it was goodbye yet.

“please be safe james.” you pleaded, hugging him tightly.

“i promise i’ll be safe doll. i’ll be back before you know it.” he smiled, kissing you softly.

time passed and you were only able to occupy yourself for so long until you decided to take a nap, hoping to calm your nerves. after what could’ve been a couple of hours you were softly shaken awake by a distressed natasha. you sat up quickly once you registered her presence.

“hey nat.” you yawned. “did we win?” you were met with an eery silence, and your stomach dropped.

“nat...where’s bucky?” you asked her, and she let out a shaky sigh. “i’m sorry y/n” she said.

all you could do was let out a loud sob and nat held you as you cried for the loss of the love of your life. you stayed in her arms for a while until the door to the room you were staying in opened.

you looked up to see steve. his eyes were red and tired, full of defeat. you stood up and opened your arms to him, which he quickly walked into, holding you tight.

“i’m so sorry y/n.” steve cried. you and steve had both lost the single most important person in your lives, only the two of you could understand the pain you guys felt losing bucky.

“it’s not your fault stevie.” you assured him.

“i promise i’ll get him back. i’ll find a way.” he insisted.

5 years later

5 years without bucky only brought more pain than hope. you thought it would get easier overtime but everytime you thought of him your heart you felt your heart would weigh more and more.

you moved in with steve at the avengers tower after the snap. you both needed to watch out for eachother, knowing it’s what bucky would’ve wanted. you spent most of your time together, finding comfort in remembering bucky.

steve barged into your bedroom one evening, grabbing your arm to drag you out to the other room where you saw nat and....scott? you’d known of scott, and from what you knew, he was also snapped away, so it confused you to why he was here. he explained what had happened to him and his theory to you just like he had to steve and natasha, and you teared up at the thought of finally getting a chance to get your boyfriend back.

you were no where near an avenger, however natasha and steve had both taken it upon themselves to teach you self defense and fighting techniques as well as how to use different weapons to your advantage in the time you spent living with them. the fight that they seemed to have planned in the future required as many people as possible and you’d be damned if you were just going to sit around this time.

after bruce snapped with the gauntlet and thanos had returned, destroying the compound with you all inside, it was clear the battle had begun. you all did a great job at keeping the stones away for a long time and were all waiting for him to make the next move. steve was just about to swing his new hammer when a static was heard on everyone’s earpieces.

“on your left.” you heard the voice of the one and only sam wilson say through the comms. you let out a soft laugh and shook your head in disbelief, turning to look behind steve, where you saw circles of sparks start to appear in the air. and next thing you knew, hundreds of heroes began to walk through to join you.

it was truly a beautiful sight to see, and once what was truly happening registered in your head, you quickly started looking around for the man who still held your heart. it only took a minute for you to spy him, and it took everything in you not to run to him at that moment. that had to wait, you had a war to win.

the the midst of it all you were able to greet the people you had lost before, like wanda and sam, who were both pleased to see you battling alongside them.

it all happened so fast, all you could think of was fighting and eventually it all stopped. tony snapped his fingers and the aliens you were slaughtering finally started to turn to dust. you let out a breath you didn’t even realize you had been holding and looked around, seeing your fellow heroes start to relax after the chaos started to cease.

you all rushed to tony’s aid, where his suit probably did most of the work but he appreciated it nonetheless. once he seemed stable, you remembered what you had been waiting for and immediately spotted bucky, who you were guessing was informed of your presence because he was also searching and stopped when he noticed you. even covered in blood and dirt, you still looked like the most beautiful woman in the world to him.

you both broke into a sprint towards eachother and your bodies slammed together in a suffocating embrace. you wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his body, crying into his shoulder. you could hear his soft sobs as he held you impossibly close.

as much as you didn’t want to pull away you needed to see those beautiful blue eyes you missed so much. you leaned back and held his face in your hands, trying to wipe the dust and tears off his tired face.

“hiya sarge.” you gushed. he let out a laugh and leaned his forehead against yours.

“hey doll.” he said. “i told you i’d be back, didnt i?” you let out a giggle and nodded your head.

“you sure did james.” you agreed, leaning in to kiss your betrothed for the first time in forever.

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i might’ve almost cried writing this.....i hope you enjoyed!!! <3

#bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #little marvel baby fic

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magicalgirlagency · 2 years

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WBMR for Ui, PLEASE!

LIKE, IROHA WAS DOING ALL HER JOURNEY ONLY TO UI TO DIE, WHAT THE HELL

And this is why, children, you all should disregard and disrespect canon. Because it doesn't even bother to respect itself!

FYI: This is about the anime canon; the game canon is a whole different (and much more pleasant) thing.

Tamaki Ui is now Astra Pilot Ui, Assigned Gemstone is Pink Opal, Essence is Darkness;

Her mascot/familiar is an aether swallow named Iroha (named after her older sister);

After the whole Magius issue, she discovers about the harsh reality of the world, and this makes her get jittery and anxious... so she goes on to exploring several hobbies;

She has developed an interest towards animals, specially birds. Ui feels at ease when she hears a bird chirping;

Another interest of hers is collecting precious stones, jewelry and other shiny things for her treasure music box;

Due to have spent most of her time at a hospital, Ui has developed the habit of writing her memories and experiences down in a journal, so she won't forget them;

Ui now knows the world is a mess, but she doesn't feel discouraged by it. Instead, she makes personal goal to become a person her sister would be proud of.

BONUS: I will do Touka and Nemu, since they've always been connected to eachother, inside and outside the Magius.

Satomi Touka is now Astra Maiden Touka, Assigned Gemstone is Smoky Quartz, Essence is Fire/Tech;

As a prodigious child, she still studies about the universe. Touka is fascinated about wondarian history and their magic system, and how it works;

Worried that she might feel pressured at such an early age, Touka is strongly advised to search for a hobby to partake in;

Touka's current hobby is cooking, feeling inspired by Iroha. However, this prompts her to be very particular about foods and their nutritional value, wanting to ensure that she and the others are eating well;

She grows protective of both Ui and Nemu. As they all explore this new world, Touka is always close to them to ensure that no harm comes to them;

Touka goes on learning to become way less condenscending, and to act more like an actual child. She also tries to balance her new life with her new found role of older sister.

And lastly, but not least important, Nemu (also, she was already a wheelchair user in the anime, so her death has some strong ableist implications...):

Hiiragi Nemu is now Astra Scholar Nemu, Assigned Gemstone is Padparadscha Sapphire, Essence is Earth (Life);

She studies about magic sigils and symbols, and draws them to bless her and the others with protection and strength;

Nemu develops an interest towards journals and cute stationery. She goes on starting a personal collection of hand-made grimoires, and is a tad bit of a perfectionist when working on her pages;

If Touka worries about the nutritional value of the meals that she prepares, then Nemu worries about the medications she and her sisters are taking;

Her main interests are now combining magic and medicine, wanting to make her life much easier while dealing with chronic illnesses;

Much like Touka, she's fascinated about Wondaria and its benign magic system. Like the others, she feels liberated after spending a long time fighting for their survival, now wanting to exercise their own empathy and growing up like kids should.

#wondarian bureau of multiversal rescue

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