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#now THATS what i call HUBRIS!!!!!!!
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I just have to say, my Gender Expression is unapologetically Sanji from One Piece and Momo Chiyoda from Demon Girl Next Door (ESPECIALLY season 2)
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(I tried SO HARD but I couldn't find a good pick of Momo's cat shirt, just know those cats are YING YANG CATS! yes I have an embroidery pattern I painstakingly made, yes you can have it if you want just shoot me a message (⁠。⁠・⁠ω⁠・⁠。⁠)⁠ノ⁠♡)
They are just Butches your honor, but like my specific flavor of Butch and I love them and their fashion SO much
I deadass am teaching myself to sew partially cause I want better clothes w/o spending money AND cause I Need Embroidered Shit on my Hawaiian Shirts & They Don't Make Cat Graphic Tees Like Momo's But I Have A Needle And Hubris
Anyway, if you are looking for a sign to Steal His (your favorite character's look) this is it, don't let social rules stop you, you'll look hot as fuck
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ravel-puzzlewell · 6 months
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imagine if writers gave a single fuck about wyll tho. man, there is so much potential. like i think he has THE most interesting and potentially complex setup out of all characters.
like, he's a son of a duke and a legend, a national hero. he was raised on these legends, in a culture of hero worship, and on "principles of valor" that he says his father taught him. of course he grew up wanting to be a hero. no, not just wanting, EXPECTING it. he jumped into water on his birthday bc he thought he saw a mermaid. he saw himself as the Main Character of a story, probably not even as much in a hubris way, but in a "this is very minimum i HAVE to be to live up to my distant father's legacy". but also OF COURSE he's also deep down scared he that isn't good enough to live up to this legacy. he knows he's not perfect. what if he won't be strong enough? he learns to show this bravado of a golden child, of obvious hero in the making, masking his insecurities.
and then he receives a dream and literal hero's call to action. of course he listens. this is just like the stories. btw i have to admit i disagree completely with game's framing of his decision as actually the only way to save the city. he was left in charge of the entire military forces! He could have just. NOT go alone, and a squadron of flaming fists would have steamrolled these like 20 cultists. imagine if you heard that head of military of your country received anonymous call and actually went alone to the meeting. it's a very bad tactical decision.
this is not an attack on wyll, btw, he was a literal child primed to be a hero. this should have been critique of his father, who raised him in this way and then left 17 yo in charge of city's defenses, AND of the entire culture of hero worship. wyll wasn't ready to be a leader who thinks in terms of resources he has, he was not raised for this. he was a kid under the weight of expectations who thought being a hero is THE only correct way and that being a martyr is what a hero should choose. he NEEDED to become a hero, but didn't have enough power, and so when the way to obtain that power was given to them that he could frame as martyring himself, of course he took it. this was not his fault, but its a tragedy bc this was always going to end like this. the deal with the devil is just the most blatant metaphor for making bargains with consciousness bc you think you can do more good with the power and this is the only way, bc you're not strong enough by yourself.
also, in this hypothetical rewrite since duke ravenguard is supposed to be like. an actually good person whos distant, but loving of his child, and not a convenient cardboard cutout, he doesn't throw wyll out. he listens to him. he realizes this tragedy and takes responsibility for his own part in it. he says i'm sorry i failed you, my son. but wyll cannot be an heir anymore, not under the infernal thumb. he's removed from his position. and he can't take it! first of all, he can't agree with his father that he made a wrong choice as a leader. he sacrificed himself! thats what heroes do! and his father didn't fail, this is all mizora's fault! and now he has to endure the humiliation of nobles gossiping and snickering, speculating what the golden child did that was so bad for his father to remove him from flaming fists leadership? it's unbearable. so he runs away by himself.
he constructs this persona of Blade of the Frontiers, this folksy hero, hides his infernal contract. He believes he was right and he believes this is part of a story. He will become famous as his own hero, not under his father's shadow, and he will find a way to break contract, and then he will return to his home, triumphant, and his father will realize he was wrong and be finally proud of wyll. All of misery, fear, loneliness, humiliation, anxiety, terrible shit mizora inflicts on him will be worth it as long as Blade of the Frontiers remains a perfect image, and so he hides all of this. He dissociates. He is literally processing his life in terms of the Blade of the Frontiers' narrative, first thing he thinks is how he will frame\describe things for his books.
and then mizora turns him into a devil. this throws him into crisis, bc his perfect image of Blade of the Frontiers is threatened, he can't spin it into existing narrative, everything he went through will be for nothing!
when mizora offers him a second deal, one of the clauses is turning back to human. he can go back. he can be a perfect hero, Blade of the Frontiers once again, and no one will know his shame, and he will save his father and his father will be proud of him, and he can feel pained pride at being a martyr, at giving a sacrifice once again AND validated that his choice was right. he keeps playing a vigilante, larping as princess bride's westley and writing books about the manicured, idolized version of himself, while behind the scenes sliding more and more into corruption, making deals with consciousness that its fine to do things mizora asks, which keep getting worse and worse, little by little, because heroic deeds he'll do with gained power will outweigh it.
OR he can go through painful realization that living like a hero in a story does NOT mean making best choices. that he was not ready to be in charge of the city years ago. that whats important is achieving the goal, not being a saviour, and that he can ask others for help. he had flaming fists before. he has a party of manchkins who steamrolled several god's chosen now. he might not be powerful enough by himself, but he has resources. he doesn't need to sacrifice himself for that strength. he refuses the deal and saves his father by himself, still looking like a devil. the perfect image of a folksy hero is no longer salvageable, but he doesn't need it anymore. he learns to live with the consequences and stop hiding his scars, and he steps back to his place as the duke's heir, not just a hero, but as a leader first.
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ceasarslegion · 1 year
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Alright I just watched a disastrous date go down at the restaurant I was in (woman getting the cold shoulder from the wait staff after asking if her date left while she was in the restroom) so now I gotta know your ramen story, pretty please ☕️ ☕️
LMAO???
Alright so uh, sit down for this one I guess.
Picture me a few months ago. It was still warm out, I was a bit lonely, I go on tinder. I end up striking up a nice conversation with someone who seemed very similar to me. Third culture kids have very unique lifestyles so when we find each other we tend to cling, especially when that person grew up in the same general area you did and came from the same general parent culture. This was what got us talking in the first place.
The guy seemed nice, okay? Articulate, funny, approachable, and easy to keep a conversation with (which is rarer than the diamond itself for the tinder population, who communicate so little it makes me wonder if I missed a telepathy patch somewhere). So I thought hey, why the hell not, right? Let's go to dinner.
I'm a really big meat-eater who can and has eaten everything from chicken hearts to beef tongue and I enjoyed both of them. My dad's side of the family are cattle ranchers in a province only known for two things: oil and beef. I grew up in the part of the middle east that consumes some form of spiced meat in every damn meal, snack, and candy. I was doomed from the start, bro. No part of me could even be vegetarian. I order my steak blue rare at the places that let me. I drink tall glasses of milk with every dinner. I buy family sizes of meat cuts at the grocery store for myself.
No word of a fucking lie, my mom kept this baby book writing down milestones and personality quirks with me, and under the section that says "my favourite food is..." it just says "MEAT: ALL" underlined 3 times. I was meant to be some kind of obligate carnivore but god decided to curse me for my hubris by placing my soul in the body of an omnivorous ape.
Anyway. I suggest ramen for dinner because it's a good crowd pleaser thats really hard to fuck up for a first date. I mean, who doesn't like noodle soups? I usually order it with pork belly, but I was really craving beef that night so I ordered beef ramen with extra beef and a fried egg on top with a cup of green tea
Apparently, this was an issue.
I thank the waiter and he heads off with our orders. I am greeted by a facial expression i can only describe as "moral fury disguised as vague disappointment."
I immediately start getting an earful about how disgusting it is to eat animal flesh and how I should be ashamed of myself for promoting "speciesism" while calling myself an anti-racist. "Speciesism" was a term I have never heard before that day, and I still think it's fucking stupid to compare eating meat to full-blown racism.
I start pointing out that I have no issue with how he decides to eat, but it's a massive overstep of personal boundaries and a very presumptive and self-righteous move to act like he had any right to tell someone else how to eat. Plus, the shit he was spouting about livestock rearing and byproduct sourcing were straight up untrue and made up by PETA. Plus, I hate to break it to him, but cows are not humans. They aren't. They just aren't, and if he can't understand that then he shouldn't be taking care of them and he definitely shouldn't be acting like he should.
I am not the most held back individual when it comes to these things. I have a big blunt mouth and I don't have much of a concept of a filter. I acknowledge that about myself and try my hardest to only argue things i have immediate credible evidence for, because I know that I always come off as emotionally-charged because of my big blunt mouth. But oh, oh boy. Oh man did he not like that.
The argument keeps escalating and escalating until our food gets served. He decides to make a very exaggerated barf gesture at the beef and egg in my bowl. C'mon, bro. But you wanna be petty? Alright, I can be petty too. I looked him dead in the eye while I picked out chunks of only egg and beef with my chopsticks and ate it. I made constant comments on how good the meat was and how much I loved the texture and juiciness of it. He gave me a very charged silent treatment the whole time.
We mutually ghosted each other after that night.
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Hey. Hey you guys want a really long post about C!Sherbert and Icarus. Regardless of if thats actually their real name. I just have too many thoughts for my tiny body. So. Um. Yeah.
Okay, before we get to the general myth of Icarus and that whole shtick and why I'm acreaming about it, smaller stuff first.
C!Sherbert and Wings. And birds. And all the like. Season 2 they were kinda bird, and Season 3 they have full as wing ears and normal wings. Like. You don't get more. Like. Physically Icarus coded than whole ass wings. And the eytra they have had both times when they've been birb have been crafted?? By hand. With wood and phantom membrane? Like. Damn. (Season 1 and Wings and Birb is complicated because they aren't quite birb? But also wings? I'm not sure how s1 fits into the wing birb thing-)
Okay. Now onto incoherent screaming-
So, the story of Icarus goes as follows. He and Daedalus build some wings out of wax and feathers, Daedalus warns Icarus not to go to low for then the feathers will be wet and ruined and unable to fly; not to go too high, for them the wax will melt and feathers (and Icarus) will fall to the sea. They must fly just right in the sweetspot. Obviously, you know how this story ends. Icarus doesn't obey his father's warnings, flying far too close to the sun, before promptly plummeting, the wax melted the feathers in the air and Icarus dead in the sea.
So. Yeah.
Okay, so, I'm just gonna go in order and talk about things and thoughts and they might not be coherent.
Middle!! So, Being in the middle is where you want to be. Just high enough that your wings aren't getting soaked and weighed down and then you're sinking, and not to high that your wings are melting and burning and then you're falling. This is where you wanna be!! So, relating this back to C!Sherbert, Quixis. Sherbert doesn't spend every waking moment worried about them, but they do spend some. They care about trying to figure quixis out, but they're not pushing themself when they don't need/want to. They're worried about them, sure, but not so worried that no one is helping. People are helping figure Quixis out, and Sherb is letting them; not pushing anybody away for fear of them changing or getting hurt. Very middle ground. C!Sherbert still enjoys day-to-day life, but there is definitely a worry about quixis. (That's not super overwhelming.)
And now, We've arrived at flying to close to the sun. Which. Is pretty obvious what happens here. Now that whole thing is due to hubris (which. Google defines as 'excessive pride or self confidence') pluse a few other things, but google says mostly hubris. and so now I relate this back to Sherbert. Quixis. In my mind, Sherbert's flying to close to the sun is gonna be when they start thinking they can solve quixis by themself. They start thinking they're gonna get people hurt if they get involved, and they just start pushing people away. They think they can solve it by themself, and that's eventually just gonna culminate in quixis getting worse, and that in turn, is gonna end up with C!Sherbert in their bunker thing.
And. Um. Anyway. If that happens, I'm legally allowed to say I called it. Thank you for coming to my Ted talk-
(Feel free to add to this and bring more things up. I like rambling about this, and I like seeing others thoughts ^^)
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taniushka12 · 7 months
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hello! if u dont mind me asking, whats the fic you referenced in the tags of this post? (remove spaces obv) https :// www.tumblr.com/ taniushka12/ 727944354808905728? source=share thank u :D
i dont mind, thank YOU for asking!!! thats a fic ive been working on for some time now, that i like name dropping here and there to keep myself hyped lmfao
to keep it short, Ícaro, Prometeo (also known as the "hannibalesque fic") is basically what if a villain found a way so that everytime he died he'd immediately wake up in another person's body, but he has to be killed by the same person every time, so he asks one of the good guys that hates him to do it.
in paper their agreement serves them both bc one can not only cheat death but conquer it once and for all, and the other can actually put the hate and anger he feels (both bc of Him but also unrelated childhood trauma) somewhere else, but things get... more complicated than that.
There are only four deaths sprinkled through 20~ years, and each gets progressively more wrapped in layers of control, hubris, mind games, the fact that they're both quite literally cursed which takes a significant toll on the later's mind, latent sexual attraction and the (one sided) guilt that comes with it in the context of the entire situation, etc. The third death as previously mentioned is when shit hits the fan and the guy throws up after killing his beloathed and realizing that he's getting really affected by this whole thing ,,,
anyway its affectionately called that because they have a lot (A Lot) of dialogues (many of which are the first guy trying to get him to admit one thing or another), homoerotic psychosexual obsession, men covered in blood, and by the very end even cannibalism, which as far as I know are all stuff that happens in hannibal u_u
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dairy-farmer · 2 years
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Your brutim is so on point! All the delicacy I enjoy from these two.. their similar ways of thinking, sturbon yet empathetic nature, sort of naive vision due to resorceful upbrinigng, hubris of rich boys who get used to the world bend as their wish. They are detectives with keen eyes but almost blind to Their own feelings. Tim being such an loyal, obedient sidekick with noble heart AND acts like caretaker of his own mentor too? 😂 I love them being each other's mommy-daddy even without realizing what they are doing. Thats why I love your Roman Charity work so much! It's so believable! Tim would definitley force himself to lactate to save Bruce, his batman from starving. And if bruce acts like sturbon nine-year-old again by refusing profer diet and nap schedule? He would bribe him with omegan milk while faking scolding stone face lol. But on bruce's part... when tim having his life outside of robin duty, bruce is so pathetic, secretly throwing tantrums like 10. I just LOVE how bruce crashed tims date multiple times 😂 Your thread about this pathetic bruce who misses his own sex therapy with little timmy who valunteered without hasistation IS SO GOOD. I read it over and over, its short, but has so much potential!! Do you have any wip or plot for similar idea? I would love to hear about it... 👀
(PS. English is not my first language, so anything misconveyed or lost in translation is on me)
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thank you so much!!! i'm so happy you enjoy my characterizations of them both!!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ it really means so much!!!!
the thread you mentioned here in your submission is definitely one of my favorites!!! (and sorry about the confusion!! i know that the ask button on my tumblr might be a little difficult to spot especially since it can be confused by the submission box right next to it!!) i hope you don't mind but i combined your ask with another one that also expressed interest in tim's 'catch and release' program au!!!
i don't have a full length fic in the works but i do have some thoughts!!!
i love the dynamic of one where bruce is this emotionally needy and dependent person who DOES feel better when he's around tim and especially when he's fucking tim!
tim, on the other hand, willingly spreads his legs for bruce because he can see it helps him. it makes bruce less violent and less angry, allowing bruce to fuck his pussy and cum deep inside him is something that genuinely works so he keeps doing it!!
the only catch is...tim's not all that into bruce. tim is attracted to boys his age, who share his interests. he's at that age where he's fascinated with boys in leather jackets, who ride skateboards, who have tattoos, who smoke, who have piercings. tim likes stoners, bad boys- all the kinds of boys TV tries to scare you away from.
he also likes boys like his friends. one's that like scifi movies, and wizards and warlocks, boys he meets in chatrooms that like talking about detective novels and unsolved mysteries.
tim likes and is attracted to those boys. he fucks bruce because it's his job and it helps. he's robin for the exact same reason.
bruce has crows feet and wrinkles. he spends all day in uncomfortable suits and he fucks tim just a little too hard. enough that his cervix throbs in protest afterward. but tim never says anything because he's supposed to let bruce fuck him the way he likes.
so when bruce starts getting better (less violent and homicidal, starts coming home less injured) tim absolutely delegates less time to bruce!!
before, tim used to fuck bruce at minimum once a day. it usually ended up more like three or four. but now that bruce's condition and mental state have improved - tim only fucks him three or four times a week.
tim starts accepting dates with boys again. he messages boys he finds attractive online and sends photos of himself to them. photos of his pretty little tits, pictures of his soft, pink cunt.
sexting.
that's what bruce calls it when he catches tim reclined on his bed and taking a photo of himself in his underwear. it's not even the worst photo tim's ever sent but bruce makes him delete them as well as delete all the boys in his contacts he was sending them to.
tim whines about it, kicking up a fuss about it. but a week later he messages them all again.
bruce is harsh sometimes, telling tim that no he can't go out on a date because they have patrol. no, he can't spend the night at the house of a boy he met online! absolutely not!
tim doesn't understand why bruce acts like this.
he tells tim he's just being an adult but tim's parents had never acted like this. they hadn't cared if one of tim's friends spent the night in his room or if he spent the night in theirs. when tim had asked to get on birth control they hadn't even hesitated to drive him to a doctor.
either way. tim finds away to go out any way because sometimes bruce is softer.
sometimes he's quiet as he asks tim to stay in tonight or to join him in bed, please. but bruce fucks tim really hard when he gives in and tim doesn't want to be all, sore, messy, and sweaty for his date so he promises bruce each time - when i come back, alright?
we can have sex when i come back i promise.
but then...well...tim forgets sometimes.
his tits are sore from getting sucked on and his pussy is filled to the brim with hot cum courtesy of a boy that works at the pretzel stand in the mall that tim's had a huge crush on for a long time.
most of the time bruce is already asleep anyway so tim just breathes a sigh of relief and rolls into bed, sticking his fingers into his wet, used cunt and humming with satisfaction at the thickness inside him.
tim does remember sometimes though. when bruce pesters him too much. on patrol. in the batmobile. in the cave. in the manor.
tim gives in sometimes just to get him to stop asking.
he moans just like how bruce likes, clenches down on the cock inside him and feels as bruce groans against his cheek, rutting hard and fast into his little cunt.
but it's like giving a dog a treat. as soon as tim gives bruce just a little taste he comes back begging for more.
sometimes tim lets him play with his body for awhile.
tim will be lying on the couch reading a magazine and bruce will come in and lift up tim's skirt to expose his underwear. he'll push tim's legs onto his shoulders and lick him through his underwear for a while before pushing the fabric aside and fucking his tongue into tim's twitching insides.
it doesn't feel bad per se....
tim does like when bruce's tongue traces his sensitive clit until it's throbbing. but it's hard to ignore that it's bruce between his legs. bruce's hands are hard and calloused. tim likes the feeling of softer hands. bruce eats him out with military precision, intent on making tim feel good. tim likes it sloppier. boys hardly know what to do with pussies so tim likes sitting on their faces or pressing their heads between his legs and teaching them how to do it just the way he likes. wrapping his fingers into their hair and directing them while tim rolled his pussy against their faces.
eventually, tim would get just too grossed out at bruce's old man slobber getting on his kitty and push him away.
he'd be met by a hurt and disappointed look and tim would assure him that it was good but it just wasn't working for tim.
in the showers after patrol bruce would try his luck again. rubbing his hard cock against tim's back, pressing his thick fingers inside and scissoring tim's cunt as bruce ground closer in anticipation. tim feels a bit of pity and lets bruce rut against his wet folds, trying to convince himself to get into it but it just...doesn't work. so tim pushes him away citing tiredness.
but bruce is persistent (or desperate). even when they're sparring bruce will tug tim close and hump him like he's the family dog going to town on a stuffed animal. tim lets him, just the stuffed animal does. tim lets bruce cup his pussy and squeeze his butt. bruce lays open-mouthed kisses on tim's braless tits separated by a very thin shirt. but tim still can't get aroused for it so he pushes him away, promising bruce they'll fuck at night but right now they're training.
it's not that tim leads bruce by the nose ALL the time. sometimes bruce does keep his promise. (he needs to keep bruce's temperament in check after all)
sometimes tim even surprises bruce.
when bruce picks him up from school tim will thank him with a blow job. gently suckling the head and then bobbing up and down until bruce pushes his head all the way down to the root, groaning as he cums in tim's mouth.
tim licks him clean and bruce is content the rest of the day.
after a particularly hard day, tim will climb on bruce's lap and ride him until the stress of the day melts away and he can sleep.
time DOES like bruce. he cares for him a lot too.
he just...doesn't like fucking bruce.
it feels good! it always feels good! bruce knows how to make him cum really good! but tim's only doing this until bruce is well enough.
so maybe tim gets...a little distracted. bruce had started fucking him harder and deeper after he caught tim texting a boy under the pillows while bruce was inside him (which tim apologized for!).
tim does get into it sometimes. he likes sex so it's not a hard mindset to settle into. the hard part is liking sex with bruce.
so tim goes on his dates, hooksup and fucks until his pussy is throbbing with aches. he notices bruce is acting just a bit more violent, a little more hostile in the intervals of time where tim is putting him off more.
so tim starts putting out more.
laying on his back, getting on his front, riding bruce, sucking his cock.
he reinforces it with praise, telling bruce he's doing a good job.
and it...doesn't work perfectly.
so tim dedicates more of his time to bruce, hugging and kissing him. he stops going out on dates because he needs to fuck bruce steady again. he can't text boys back because bruce wants tim to suck his cock for hours.
it's a hassle not being able to see the boys he likes but bruce takes priority. between him and them, bruce wins out every time.
and about a week into their marathon fucking it bruce seems to realize that when tim is lying on his chest and tracing shaps into his skin with a finger while they're both naked on the couch. a movie is playing on the screen and bruce is idly stroking tim's sweaty back while his cock is buried deep into tim's cunt.
they've both already cum but bruce is keeping his cock inside to keep the mess of cum plugged inside.
tim's not looking at bruce's face. he doesn't see this...dawning expression of realization. doesn't see how bruce's brows furrow in thought. and he certainly doesn't see the pensive expression of bruce thinking, considering, and planning.
maybe if tim had seen it he would've been more protective of his birth control and not kept it in bruce's bedside drawer.
because the thing is that tim is someone who takes responsibility for his mistakes. if he messes up then it's on him to fix it.
only that bruce doesn't want him to.
tim is in high school and pregnant with the baby of a man twice his age. tim took the test nearly six times to confirm before informing bruce.
he needed someone to drive him to a clinic afterall.
but then...bruce gets this look on his face. this gentle surprise was followed by the slow creep of a smile. not the condescending type of smile tim has come to know.
that night is the first-night bruce returns to the cave without a single injury.
and that's....that's not a small thing. because tim has been working with bruce for almost a year, he still hasn't been given the go-ahead to become robin. he's still in training and he can't be out there to watch bruce's back so more often than not bruce returns injured.
until the night tim told him he was pregnant.
tim listened through coms, he watched through the camera of bruce's cowl and...something in his chest stuttered.
because that was batman. not the angry hurting one that had been lashing out at himself and everyone- that was batman.
and tim...tim's always been a smart kid. he can see things and instantly understand what's happening so when he sees bruce's performance dramatically increase after the news its...
tim knows the score. he understands better than most people what the tenuous peace and justice that batman brings to justice means.
and tim was prepared to make every sacrifice to make sure batman remained that hope and symbol the city needed.
he was going to be robin to help bruce, but if this does as well....
tim doesn't mind plans shifting or changing. it's about batman. it's always been about batman and if this is what does it, if this is what works then...
he'll do it.
tim will do it.
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20sideddiogenes · 2 years
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a satisfying failure
so, heres a little short story. I was bored, and on my laptop, so I chose to play a run of Risk of Rain 2, my favorite game. It is a roguelike, which is a type of game genre that would take a video essay to explain, but part of what that entails is having different "runs", in which you start from base level and work your way up, becoming more powerful until you complete the run (usually killing a final boss or completing an objective) or die trying. Either way, the next time you play it will be a new run, and you will start from zero again, rinse and repeat.
This gameplay loop keeps the game feeling fresh, and with random item generation and many different characters to choose from, every run feels different. I wanted to play on the hardest non-challenge setting, a game mode called Monsoon. its pretty much hard mode, and enemies are stronger and get progressively tougher faster. I have over 250 hours in this game (dont judge me) and I'm still shit at completing Monsoon runs. I'll go a couple stages, feel great and all, and then die to something trivial as the enemies became too strong too quick for me to keep up. 
A big part of Risk of Rain 2 is this mechanic of timed difficulty. You have a set difficulty for your entire run which you decide before you start, for example, Monsoon, but in each run of risk of rain you have an in-game difficulty as well. As time passes, enemies get more plentiful and difficult. Thats part of the balance of playing risk of rain: finding a sweet spot between completing stages quickly and spending time exploring each stage and looting for items and powerups. Part of what makes Monsoon really hard is that the timed difficulty goes very very fast. It takes maybe 6 minutes to fully clear a stage for the average character, and in Monsoon you will have already gone up a timed difficulty by then. This means you might decide to pick less items, but that will make you weaker fighting bosses, perhaps ultimately leading to your demise as well. In short, Monsoon is really hard!
So, even though I have experience playing on Monsoon and have beaten the game with every character in that game mode, its still extremally hard. But today, I was doing well. I started off, with a little challenge in the first few stages, but picked up the pace. My dodging was really good and I didnt have any close calls with death, and even survived being swarmed by a hoard of enemies with some lucky flight equipment. Then, i reached stage 5. At this point, the player gets a choice. Go defeat the final boss, or extend the run and keep clearing stages. I chose the latter, because I didnt feel prepared and also wanted to see how far I could go. I had been pretty lucky so far, but surely I couldnt go much further?
I uh. I went a lot further. I completed another 11 stages, amassing items and becoming more powerful in Monsoon than I had ever before (on a run without a crutch called Artifact of Command). I was getting to the point where I merely had to stand still, and enemies all around the map would be annihilated and sent to the shadow realm (in some cases quite literally). After getting so strong, I reveled in my progress. I usually struggle to survive, but now I was at a point that I could survive as long as I wanted! After a total of 2 hours, I decided to go fight one of the Final bosses. I cleared the Void Fields and Void Locus, two hard stages on the way to the final boss, with ease. Confidence nice and high, I reached the Planetarium, and prepared to face off against the Voidling, one of two final bosses. It was going to be a massacre. 
But infact... the one who was massacred was me. In my hubris, my dodging got sloppy, and I let my gaurd down. Many laser beams and alien missiles to the face later, and i die. Haha, a fitting end to one of my longest Monsoon runs! Usually, i get a little pissed (not veeery mad but just annoyed) dying so close to the end, but somehow, today I just felt accomplished. Although I didnt succeed, I had gotten a lot further than ever before. Infact, I dont think I've even reached the Voidling in Monsoon mode before,  I had always gone for the easier one! So although i did not complete my ultimate goal, I had still made more progress than ever before. It feels pretty good. And next time, well... the Voidling better watch its back! ...it doesnt have a back because its a giant alien spider thing with a floating head, but yall get what i mean. 
Anyways, thanks for reading! hope your days are good, and people playing games, I hope you have good luck and make progress! Talk to yall soon, take care. :)
-Dio
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I can't see a 'crisis' here because you always cry, young lady. Your handsome anonymous seems quite busy these days. As for the movies, I was surprised that you went to watch Oppenheimer instead of Barbie. Barbie has become a hype among all the girls around me. I'm curious about what you think about Oppenheimer. Because the movie had so many close-ups and was dialogue-driven, it felt to me like there was no need to go to IMAX. What do you think? Besides, I miss you. How's life going?
hi haiiiii
yes i do! crying is good for us humans, gets rid of the unneeded hormones and built up stuff.
i wanted to see barbie first but it was a friends night out, we were 6 ppl in total and we all went together. and yeah, it didnt need to be seen on the cinema screen tbh. but i dont think id be able to sit through the whole movie if it wasnt forcefully projected into my eye balls. it is an interesting movie, but i know id be skipping some scenes by myself.
some of the visuall metaphors, like oppenheimer having sex w his lover in front of everyone in the eyes of his wife, was impactful. bcuz the way it is portrayed, you first assume its bcuz shes jealous but later it is revealed that she is actually mad that oppie would lay himself bare in front of these men and not defend himself. the main assumption and the wifes real thoughts are very different, which directly lets us know that we dont know these people and making assumptions about their personal lives is not up to us.
and like, oppie having a panic attack basically during the "celebration" of the bomb and he steps on an imagined dead body thats been burnt to crisp. for such a tragedy for all the 100s of thousands ppl dead and the horrors of the war, human mind cannot comprehend such big events. but it can see and recognize a burnt body. that was a very impactful scene for that reason. we do not even see the bomb landing on japan, we just hear about it. bcuz the movie is about the man, not the bomb.
i appriciate the fact that they tried to not force us to sympathize with oppie but rather show that he was a human that created one of the worst things a human has ever created.
and i enjoyed the parallels of oppenheimer and prometheus, not bcuz they are similar stories. but bcuz oppenheimer was a mere mortal but he was seen similar to a fucking titan, a primal being that was formed before even the gods had. and see the hubris of humanity and the idiolization of men.
Life is going well! An old friend came to visit me and we spent a lot of nice girl time together. I missed her a lot. The job is going good as well.
My breakdown was about the meaning of life and had i beat cancer and finished university to just rot at a deskjob. But i changed my view of the world adter talking to my loved ones. Im good now lol
Whats been going on in your life?
(btw handsome ppl dont call themselves handsome)
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chuckbeckii · 1 year
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‘what’
What was it… i cant remember now.
Are waves the revolution?
Let the cobwebs grow.
Let all things decay exponentially.
Until…
My dad or my dog dropped the Dad’s hat crumpled on the floor by his door.
Fastforward to 2025 and its the first year of the United States of 300,000 corpses
The ulti-ate human hubris 
Its already the land of 4 trillion dead bodies recylced and smashed together for ages, pools of water merged with one another, droplets or waves on a spinning wheel for eternity, for all we know.
Theres no certainty that death is the end as much as we would like to believe it so.
i just want to know if central intelligence created the interweb, thats all!
whats the frame of reference for ... anything in the age of everything?
 And what was it again?
Was it my grandma and my aunt emma hugging? 
They love each other… was it the extra money?
The extra money that made it fine to grind dads weed up with mine hahahahahhahahahahahahah call it lemon skittles bitch. 
The day i realized i had confidence…
Did he know this would happen?
metaphysically.
Maybe he did and i realized i thought i had multiplied the buds,
Like the dog leash my pup sneakily tied in a knot, the cookie i crunched as hard as a rock
Its a Padres War Day fishermans hat, i spit across the ash corner 
Throw it on to remember the sand people * who died for our country
“Imperialist nazis"
I look closer at the cap its a military promo from 04 or 05 
Some of the darkest years earth ever saw
Did we even learn anything from vietnam?
Sure… we learned war is a profit and poor people will die for it, but that was eons ago so try to keep up.
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This is no joke
This is all journalistic
Picked up my aunt emma from the airport today
Simple mistake made from thinking about maryjane, took the wrong highway
Saw a kid talking to another in a Black Panther shirt 
My cynic self was wrong … they were both just strangers 
Paranoid ol' woman in pink looking at me all weird 
Maybe shes a spy from floyds family...
You know some operatives get old.
some may live on for eternity.
as for me ill be around as long as the last who remembers me
didnt know i was writing a revolutionary poem in the airport line
Let’s hear it one more time for words that tear and strain to rhyme
~chuckbeckii (2023)
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 i said they were gonna pass laws and the laws would make it worse for them, they did and they have. the “goyim defense league” is a fed up headed by handsome truth who despite having dark features the most hooked nose ive ever seen and attached earlobes (the triple triad) claims to be italian, must be one of those faucci “italians” lmao, anyway this organization was handing out fliers, yelling racial slurs at random people, projecting nonkosher jew facts on public buildings, just all around being glow in the dark when they happened to catch the ire of a fully serpentine jewish sherrif and that sherrif also had an anonymous 4chan user arrested and humiliated and paraded for making “threats” that amounted to saying literally “someone should kill this guy in minecraft”  to date no one has found the arrest record which should be public, the world is starting to feel awfully small isnt it? could it be what ive been saying all along is true and that the internet has threatened their perferred method of control, namely manufacturing consent by monopolizing the media and key academic positions , and as a result are now resorting to clumsy brute force to exert control?
  everything they are currently doing is making it worse for themselves, they should have fucked right off to israel when their think tanks discovered that the internet was going to be something they couldnt control like television and would soon dominate viewership and influence over their establishment media, but the same thing thats been fucking them up is the same thing that fucked up their daddy, its hubris
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myownprivatcidaho · 3 years
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does anyone. unironically does anyone have baby book recommendations like ones that talk about parenting and give advice on how to like. handle babies and kids and stuff
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here are my spoilers thoughts abt act 3 of arcane
SPOILERS FOR ARCANE CLEARLY
First of all so caitvi was heavily implied but they dont even get to smooch and i know why but thats still a coward move when we had fucking JAYCE SEX scene... cant believe Jayce was the first league character to fuck on screen
Second, I fucking love Ekko he looks so good I love him my boy he's amazing and he's getting shit done and he's the one character that was 100% right alright? alright
Jayce had a very interesting arc huh... he's not at all like the character in the game and I like this Jayce better I think, but it's just.... very different from in game Jayce its hard trying to even put those two together
I really liked the story overall, how Piltover and Zaun were treated... very interesting... I feel like it dealt a lot with consequences, often, all the time actually. The price we pay for the things we do.
Now Viktor, my speciality... What do I think of Arcane Viktor....
I think he's a new character tbh, although similar to in game Viktor like I mentioned before, and similar motivations I think act 3 put a major difference between them while drawing from a same theme?? thing?? I'll explain
Act 3 had Viktor start to use desperate, even harmful means to help himself and it worked. But when he was out of shimmer he decided to just keep pushing it. He was desperate, he tasted freedom for a second and he wanted more. And there were consequences, when someone got killed for it. I think it's WILD thats hes just gonna hide that specially cause it didnt seem like anyone would investigate the poor girl just fucking disappearing but ive playing a lot of DD lately and stories of guilt is something i got used to UASHDUHSDA.... But yeah back on topic, he seems to put a stop on his research with shimmer, specially seeing the girl was helping him figure out another way that was less desperate. That's interesting, because the ideia for the Glorious Evolution does come to Viktor when he's at his lowest, after being sabotaged and seeing death and suffering and sinking into an isolated depression, it WAS born of desperation as well, and mental instability, even if it's something that he truly believes him, something that kept him alive and could save lives.
And here's what separate arcane viktor from lol viktor, right? Arcane Viktor seemed to use magic and outside means to achieve his results and in exchange seemed to corrupt the magic or his cells?? in the process. we see the hexcore taking the form of something that resembles the void even. But that says nothing of Viktor's genious. It feels like he just, did something anyone could do?? Like, he's not taking a big leap and creating something new it just feels like he injected drugs did a little twirl and voila, working leg.
I feel like there's much more conviction and ingenuity in LOL Viktor not replicating human limbs, but improving them by merging flesh with metal, replacing flesh with metal with something BETTER, soemthing taht works, and doing it on himself to prove it. The whole magic thing feels cheap to me, and they call it hextech but I dont feel it. Arcane viktor is not a cyborg he just kinda... mutated? Idk the word. It's like he's Mundo or soemthing idk Mundo's lore forgive me.
But you know what, it kinda works for Viktor arcane's little arc abt hubris or something, paralel to everyone elses. "Are you really willing to go that far?". But he says it himself "there's always a choice". And he chose to not go any further with that path, even if it might mean a premature death.
So yeah, I like Viktor Arcane, it's not Viktor LoL but he's cool. He deserves better too, it's hard not to sympathize with him, he's made like that. Viktor lol is a lil bonkers its understandable ppl not sympathizing. Vry interesting choice they made there, wish Riot would give him any content at all like skins and shit but what can you do
also i guess that makes arcane a what if?
like what if viktor didnt became the machine herald
actually no more realisticaly what if viktor and the whole council died by a fucking missile holy shit what
EDIT: Ok adding to this if theres actually season 2 then that whole ending thing i wrote there is wrong actually but hmmmmmmmmmmm will see if it goes somewhere.
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The Cost
My role has always been one of the thinker, at least thats what my father always said. I was never the strongest or most agile of people, still, to this day. Nor the smartest, I suppose, not on par the the great Sharlayan minds I often find myself conferring to with theories and stratagems.
I am... something of a vulture, I suppose, taking knowledge from those long dead, taking up their power as my own. Even father left me his grimoire and journals, which won my way into the Arcanist guild. I learned, no doubt, eager to take up any morsel, but my Aether was insufficient compared to my peers. I couldn't manage much besides a carbuncle familiar and a few minor formulae.
I learned enough from my studies to help augment my deficiencies, my aetheric tattoos I had picked up from some of my courses on Histories from the War of the Magi, which had been in turn taken from as far back as ancient Alleg. My instructors had praised my initiative, but followed with many lectures about not consulting them with my theories, if I had not completed them properly, it would have spelled disastor for my aetheric flow, upset the balance and likely causing myself serious disease, or cutting off my access to Aether altogether.
I hadn't thought of that. A problem begat a solution, and I chased it.
I hated that my father had gone off to die to save the world. I hated that I wasn't useful to my mother, my city-state, that I was just another person living a simple life. This was the problem I percieved.
I chased my solutions. Gage acquisitions, through them, Aeryn Striker, bringing me to get my hands on the aspected crystals from the slain Primals, which brought me to the Sons of Saint Coinach, to their work on Alleg, to summoners, summoning, the practices of aether aspected robes and summoning horns, the Egi.
All this brought me power, power I needed to be useful, to make a difference, to fight back against those that tried to bring things like Carteneau to our shores again, our Star. I learned about the Alleg empire, dredged up ancient technologies they brought to bear, and their unique brand of magic. Gage gave me a lab, and an introduction to the Scions.
I fought beside them, traveled the world, defeated Primals of my own, studied the remains. It felt like the only limitation I had now was my own imagination, always a way around a problem. Always a problem, always a solution.
And every tome I read, ever bit of knowledge I gleaned from the past, came with warnings. You could see it at every step in history, the costs of magic, of pushing boundaries, of interrupting the flow and balance. The hubris, the great falls that followed, the calamities. All engineered by an unseen foe we were beginning to understand.
Returning from the First was one of my greatest accomplishments, locking minds with the likes of Urianger, Y'shtola, G'raha... helping get us home.
I missed the cost, it was hidden from me. A shift in my Aether, i had interpreted it as compensation for the Light that had been so prevalent on the First, a small shift towards darkness. I now know this was not the case, it was me, drawing on my magics, pulling aether from the crystals I forged or collected.
There is always a cost.
I could not have prepared for it, not really. A subconscious summoning, drawing power from a combination of concentrated aether. I had drawn too much around me. That was my failing.
In traditional summoning, crystals are used as condensed aether, to be consumed to summon a being of sufficient power.
I had never expected that -I-, by surrounding myself with so many external sources of aether, would be a sufficient source of condensed aether.
It was on the First, at the very end, when I was almost consumed. That I had been desperate enough to call. A prayer to save myself. To save myself from the Light. It was just enough to hold it back, apparently. I should have been lost to such a barrage of Light.
Death.
My father, who started me on this journey.
The Mages of the past who showed me a path to Power
The ancient, destroyed Empire that almost dominated the world with their power, that I emulated to gain even more.
Those I lost along the way, whose dreams I carried with me.
What I had imagined was coming for me during my moment of desperation.
That was the Primal. My Primal, linked to me, too weak to break through the font of Light I was facing, but strong enough to save me. I had saved myself from tempering.
But it was inside me, growing, festering, growing stronger. And I had no idea. Were it not for Krylle's assistance, I likely never would know... I suppose I was fortunate to have collapsed to the growing aetheric imbalance.
And so we tried to summon.... me.
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It worked. The summoning spent its power considerably, but its hunger was great, I could control it, but only just so. We... tested some theories, tried to drain it so I could assert a level of control... but it needed aether, and the solution was quenching it. No shortage of monsters in Mar Dhona, and the quickened aether from... living beings, quelled the hunger. I was able to unsummon my Primal, not unlike the process of commanding an Egi. The difference being... it went to back to me, not a crystal.
I've had to summon it 2 more times since then. I asked Krylle to... not tell anyone. She wasn't happy about that, but.... I didn't want them to look at me with suspicion. I had a solution to my problem, after all, no one had to know.
This... this was my cost.
There is always a cost.
I hope it was worth it.... being able to make a difference.
@autumnslance and @erickgage for the mention!
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danny phantom season 2, eps 1-5 thoughts! opening the new season with episodes like these kinda blew me away. we had multiple serious episodes INCLUDING a two parter!! also, valerie :)
see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3
-I don't know what I expected s2 to open with. but danny portal incident in more detail was not it. (also, I hate to break it to you, sam, but danny's parent's bigass ghost hunting rv def chugs more gas than those vehicles, lmao. unless it runs on ectoplasm or something...)
-WHY WAS DESIREE IN THE SEWER? HAVING TEA WITH IT DOWN THERE?? Her making the giant cow come alive is a boss move, we've almost had all of my fav animals as ghosts now <3 I also don't like how sam was expecting danny to just, haunt the place so the cars wouldn't get sold? I KNOWWW I know she's 14 (and I had a very annoying phase like this, I think I mentioned in a previous post, I GET IT) but they're HIS powers, and messing with (1) dealership will not really put a dent in sales overall because they can just move the cars to another sales lot, and it certainly wont change the industry anyway, it's more of a minor annoyance for (1) location. Also, usually people who work at car sales places work on commission, so if they dont make a sale, they don't have money to pay bills, or eat. sam baby if u wanna be an activist you need to like, actually look into these things. with as much money as her parents have, she could be doing a lot..more useful things for causes she cares about? it's frustrating to see someone with resources who doesn't know how to use them. but shes 14 so again. cannot be really upset :/
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-IS THIS A PREDATOR VS TERMINATOR VS FREDDY KRUEGER MOVIE BUT THEYRE ALL WOMEN?? you know, sam is so right to be excited about this. /I/ want to see this movie. that rules
-paulina inviting danny and friends to her quinceañera, aw! even if it is just to get phantom to show up :') and there'll be a meteor shower, and we KNOW danny wants to be an astronaut!! there's not a meteor shower every night!! the tickets are non-refundable, but..she's rich? like. gotta agree with danny, they never get invited!! I KNOW it's the principle of keeping promises, but if she was that upset, she should've said something. directly. I hated how she was like, passive aggressive about it through the episode, like you SAID IT WAS FINE, THAT YOU'D GO TO THE PARTY TOO. MOVIES SHOW FOR A FEW WEEKS IN THEATERS. IF YOU HAD A REAL PROBLEM YOU NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT. WE'VE HAD THIS PROBLEM BEFORE, SAM. YOUR FRIENDS. ARE NOT. MIND READERS.
-MR. LANCER GOING AFTER THE GHOST WITH THE FIRE EXTINGISHER LMAO
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-this outfit is everything . anytime the show does an over the top cutesty pink outfit i WANT IT. it looks like shit I wear JKASDHF I HAVE a bow like that and a pink sweater. I need leg warmers </3
-SAMS GOTTA RE-HALF-KILL HIM??? thats fucked up. but also, he finally got his logo!! it took until s2!!! this episode was lowkey very fucked and I felt like it glossed over a lot. does sam have guilt about like. kinda KILLING HIM?? I know, he also agreed and walked into the portal. but. she made the choice to redo it SO quickly (even if it was because someone had to beat desiree) and danny, during their fight, brought up a lot of stuff sam's done in the past, meaning he was holding onto those memories and resentment was building. (I KEEP SAYING HE LOWKEY NEEDS THERAPY, BUT I THINK MOST EVERYONE IN THIS SHOW KINDA DOES) which...is a red flag? and then they didnt even GO to the party URGH I know she tried to make up for it, but it really felt like Sam fucked up and barely faced any consequences and got everything she wanted in the end. I KNOW it's a kids show obv they aren't going to go too in depth, and she undid the damage, kinda, but...I DUNNO how to articulate it but it rubbed me the wrong way.
-but on a note about desiree, her powers of wishes were STRONG ENOUGH TO ERASE NOT JUST THEIR MEMORIES, BUT DANNY'S POWERS?! fuck, if I was danny I'd be like, trying to make friends with her. I know they always have horrible side effects as most genie-granted wishes do, but...c'mon, I'd at least TRY to be like 'I wish no ghosts would hurt anyone in my town' or 'I wish vlad would lose his ghost powers forever no matter What and also forget about my mom' LIKE. SHIT DESIREE IS SO POWERFUL. rewriting reality powerful, basically!! appreciate her. respect her.
-aww, sam helping tucker pass the nurse's office so he wouldn't see because he's afraid of medical stuff? very sweet. I also don't like medical stuff, I've gotten a lot better at handling it tho. but seeing blood and needles still makes me feel lightheaded x_x
-FOLEY, BY TUCKER FOLEY. I want to make my own perfume, that's so cool. even if his first attempt isn't good, he's pretty consistently shown to have an inventor/entrepreneur streak in the show, so like. I can see him inventing or making something (or several somethings) that make him $$$ when he grows up :) proud of my creative son
-I know the 'creepy abandoned hospital on the edge of town' is a joke and the creepy hospital trope is so Worn Out, but in my town we actually DO have a hospital like that! my dad was born in it, but its not in use and hasn't been for, like, 20 years! it needs to be torn down but I think the city doesn't wanna pay the money. the inside is horrible, spray painted and broken glass and shit everywhere. but there's still like, rusty equipment and fucking DOLLS all over the place. the cops drive by it pretty frequently to make sure no one is like, breaking in. (because of water damage, some of the areas really aren't safe. also, asbestos, but people still go in anyway) but also, some of my town was used in a filming for a stephen king show. So it's lowkey spooky all over. just a fun personal tidbit :) to lead into saying, any hospital abandoned for any period of time is NOT safe to quarantine these kids in JKSAHDKF like I KNOW it's a ghost trying to do this, but NONE of these parents are even like, 'well, why dont we keep them in the regular, working hospital'....YIKES. this hospital looks pretty accurate to the one in town. grungy and spooky.
-fentons are tax evaders confirmed by jack's fear of being audited, lol no one is surprised
-ghost sickness via ghost bugs. horrifying concept. I actually expected it to be a new villain, not dr. spectra again! this is a very elaborate scheme. her new form rules, love the new costume. the way none of the bg kids seem to recognize her as their old school councilor. did we just forget about that completely?
-dash watching romance movies in the fucked up ghost hospital. same.
-'oh please, you're ghosts, do you have any idea what YOU smell like?' no, tucker, what DO ghosts smell like? I genuinely didn't know they would even have a smell, I actually want to know now.
-it feels like a while since we've seen jazz!! i was happy to see her again, even if she was a head in a jar for most the episode. I want another jazz-focused ep!!
-we finally see danny doing space-related stuff!! him and his friends stargazing to open ep 3 of s2. cute :) until, GHOST PIRATES!!!!! ...ghost pirate captain is a small child?? VOICED BY TAYLOR LAUTNER???
-oh, the easy listening is ember's song instrumental slowed. 'vapor drone' THEY VAPORWAVED HER!!! ember in a pirate outfit tho >>>>. and the cruise being called m.bersback JKASDHJK. ember adopting a little pirate brother is also pretty cute. concerning this teen and little kid have such bad opinions of adults, like, who hurt you?? (how did you DIE ALSO?? im always lowkey curious about that. we know desiree died at an old age, but her ghost form is young, probably mid-20s, so I wonder how that sort of thing works...its a more mental thing, isn't it?) but ghost team-ups are always cool to see, even if ember bailed after danny took her guitar. I guess she probably thinks youngblood can handle it (which, he's been owning danny this far in the ep, so...fair)
-tucker got that sponsorship from nasty burger for their radio!!! again, opportunistic money maker king, love to see it!!!
-danny taking control of the kids SO FAST. he makes a pretty great leader. no one is surprised, im pretty sure I said I think he's the most mature of the trio, once again, correct, because he's taken on so much responsibility already. all the teens suiting up in the jumpsuits to go save the adults and taking the ship over with a BLIMP. OKAY LETS GO. this feels like it should be a mid finale or straight up finale.
-...speaking of finales. why is ep 4-5 of s2 combined into a 50 minute episode? I havent even clicked play and im concerned. weird placement, like, this season JUST started and we're getting a two parter? okay...why are the episodes placed like this? why not put this at episode 10 or something, for a mid-season thing?
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-this is also a cute dress. possibly my fav dress so far. can her parents give ME cute dresses, I'LL wear them.
-it turns out the castle fright knight was in is called pariah's keep and there's something worse than fright knight in there! lovely! fuck off vlad wtf are you doing <3 your hubris <3 is going to literally get you killed <3 'ring of rage' and 'crown of fire' are great names tho. ...vlad turning into a super polite guy when he was scared of mr. pariah was hilarious. and fright knight doing the same...I mean, it makes sense, he's a knight, he serves a king? happy to see fright knight again either way :) vlad telling him to call him tho, lmfao. you WISH HE WOULD. (I wish hed call me, too. 😔)
-so...jack being genuinely concerned about vlad...maddie really didn't tell him what happened at the cabin, did she. damn. if I was her id immediately come home and be like 'YOU WONT BELIEVE THIS SHITTTT THIS CREEPY GUY--' like, I feel like that stuff you need to tell your partner!!! I know she didnt want Jack to think she was an irresponsible parent putting danny in danger at that time, but STILLLL. maddie spilling boiling tea on him. get his ass. how is jack this oblivious to his wife's discomfort with vlad!! ughhh
-fenton wipe (tm). trademarked toilet paper.
-DANNY AND VALERIE BEING FRIENDS??? :D that was a cute moment. 'hey val <3' and 'if you like him like him, make a move, or someone else will ;)' at sam...damn!! I love her. valerie go for it girl!!! I hate how sam and tucker treat val also, like I GET IT YOURE PROTECTIVE AND DONT TRUST but if anything him befriending valerie will help when she finds out or he tells her like I feel like she'll be more understanding that they think! ALSO I feel like her reason for not liking ghosts is valid, like you haven't really explained the full story to her anyway! she doesn't seem to have any other friends after being booted from the a-listers so im like :( but seeing them kick butt together again was nice <3
-the ghosts all RUNNING FROM PARIAH DARK IS NOT GOOD, I thought he sent them to attack or something, but no. why doesn't someone just tell desiree 'hey i wish pariah dark would die' lol. once again I think she can solve every problem <3 but seeing all the enemies in one place, being civil and hiding together? love it.
-you just know danny's gonna have to clean up vlad's stupid mess. also, jack being willing to put on the ectoskeleton pants to help maddie, as soon as vlad heard it could kill him, he suggested jack do it instead of helping maddie himself? this is why jack got the girl, my man.
-ghost skeletons. how do you end up as a skeleton ghost in your afterlife instead of a humanoid like most the ones we've seen? lmao
-the ghosts just making new homes in various stores. I'd totally be setting up in an expensive clothing store if I was a ghost.
-valerie's dad is possibly the most useful adult so far, with that ghost shield expansion!!! and valerie saving vlad and danny, even tho shes been thru it already, shes still so good!!! this family rules.
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-danny: *gently caresses valerie* :)
-*then he immediately TELLS HER DAD ON HER. and his first response is 'are you okay?' :'( such a good dad...
-*me every time fright knight breathes* youre doing SO great sweetie :)
-the fenton suit thing is so silly looking. does anyone take this thing seriously
-ALL THE GHOSTS FIGHTING WITH DANNY <3 AAAAA. and the fact that pariah isn't perma-defeated, but just locked away again. yikes. he'll probably get out again, won't he? it wasn't too clear, but if vlad DID make a pact with fright knight, I am rabid. I will beat vlad to death with the fenton bat (tm). YOU DONT DESERVE A COOL KNIGHT.
-valerie being direct with sam and challenging her? kinda love that, even tho I normally don't like 'catfight' type situations. because sam has been very passive aggressive about it which is annoying. valerie knows wtf she wants and wasn't even embarrassed to tell sam, but she did tell her, giving sam time to make her own move! and sam denied it and got embarrassed/mad! and sam did have a chance when danny was about to go off and fight, and she hesitated and didn't tell him. I feel like she's hesitating because they're friends and it might make it weird between the trio (poor tucker would be third-wheeling) but if u snooze u lose, u gotta GO after what u WANT girl. smh this is a No Tsundere Zone. 😤
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(hope the first ask arrived okay, im keeping a close eye on tumblr being weird)
Endermen Gendermen
so almost everybody has heard the big common theory about the origin of Endermen by now, and this won't be much different from it, there's just some added flavor (i haven't watched any of the matpat theories btw)
there was someone once, who invented the magic that powers spawners and nether portals, and someone who made the end portal frames and went through for the first time
were they players? maybe, maybe not. they certainly couldnt have been too different, everything they left behind isnt too different from what players create after all. and maybe they were players, and some of them stayed and are still here and never changed much at all (or maybe they're just that slightest bit Off, because they're pretending, but they don't fit in at all, not anymore)
but that doesn't matter, because this is about the ones who went through the portal and travelled the End, and those who decided to stay there and explore and settle down and live. whoever they were, they knew about magic the players now don't, magic that is black and purple... just like the Void in the End. (but not like the end portal frames, which are yellow and green like a certain new monster that's not quite yet in the game, curiously enough) So its save to assume they observed the End and the Void that's woven through it like nowhere else, and they learnt how to make something from nothing and put spawners into the world. But the Void is dangerous, and it warps and twists anything in contact with it for too long. Everything native to the dimension has adapted, but whoever the newcomers were had not yet
flamingos aren't born pink, they eat shrimp full of red pigment which seeps into them and changes the colors of their feathers. whoever the endermen originally were couldn't teleport, but live on a diet of chorus fruit for long enough and their magic will seep in. and so will the Void itself, coloring what touches it too much a deep black over time, and finally making eyes grow purple and magenta. who knows how gravity works in the End with its floating islands, if it works at all. but weird gravity affects anatomy, stretches and compresses limbs into thin sticks. (the only thing left to remind of their origins are the pearls, which are once again a certain interesting shade of green)
the mob behavior and apparent lack of sentience is a different tale entirely. at some point, too much curiosity turned into hubris and became their downfall. they messed with too much of the Void's magic, let it seep too much into their bodies and minds. There were other beings out there who were much more powerful, maybe even made of the Void itself. And one of the Enderdragons, or many of them, one day decided these people made of Void are all too easy to control (be it as an army of foot soldiers, food that delivers itself or as a way to stop them from hunting the dragons for ship decorations)
an actual clearly defined classification of Endermen as a type of mob is straight up impossible due to this complex origin. can you call something that was almost a player once a simple mob? especially when some still try to communicate, some even show signs of being able to learn your language? (i imagine taxonomy in minecraft as a special kind of hell all thanks to endermen and endermen alone, screwing up any system someone tries to come up with)
did these people build the End Cities? they certainly had a hand in it, along with the others that used to live in the End. Especially in introducing the concept of "boats" and being the reason why there's diamond gear and enchantments in the End, despite the place lacking everything required for the creation of these things
oh yeah and of course, "ender" is a very old name for the Void! Enderdragon, Endermen, Eyes of Ender, Enderpearls? who knows about that weirdly green stuff, im waiting for 1.18 for that (the eyes of ender sure are an interesting key, with one part of it being carried by the ones who first used them and the other being created from parts of a mob that does not naturally exist anywhere, only spawning from strange blocks created with the colors of the Void)
thats all for now because in my timezone its the middle of the friggin night, up next in a few hours: End Avians, Elytra and a few more obvious mcyt references
Okay, I am in love with the concept of the Void itself being what changes and warps things in the end.
And with "ender" being another word for the Void -- the irony being that this is how a lot of players choose to get home when they get lost in the End: stow all your gear in an enderchest and then jump into the void. The player-ender, as it were.
(pineappleoracle headcanons, part 2)
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