#pov red son

[the-traitorous-prince]

"Hello young mortal! You're far from the city, aren't you?"

"Excuse me?"

"Have you gotten lost? Are your parent's around?"

"I'm 514 years old."

"...... Are you not a mortal?"

"No! My hair is literally made of fire!"

"Really? It looks like it's just red."

"......"

"Point taken."

"Who are you? And where is Wukong?"

"That's... Why do you want to know where Wukong is? What are your intentions boy?"

"My intentions? I'm his nephew! I should ask you your intentions! I've NEVER heard of you in my life!"

"Nephew? Wukong doesn't have any brothers, not anymore."

"I am Red Son, the son of Princess Iron Fan and the Demon Bull King, and very much the nephew of Sun Wukong. Once again, Who the fuck are you?"

"....."

Part 2

#pov red son #pov azure #lore #lmk red son #lmk azure lion #story

[k-wame]

Upcoming Sky Atlantic/AMC TV Limited Series 'Mary & George' adaptation by Creator D.C. Moore.

#this is going to be so fiyah--its told from villiers' mum pov i think and how she trained her son to seduce the english king #nicholas galitzine #red white and royal blue #firstprince #mary and george #mary & george #amc mary and george #tony curran #julianne moore #laurie davidson #george villiers #mary villiers #king james i #queer history #lgbt #queer #queer media #period drama #the king's assassin #benjamin woolley #rwarb #rwrb movie #rwrb book #rwarb movie #king james version #king james bible #historical fiction #17th century #duke of buckingham

[heroesriseandfall]

I know the Tim fandom trope of the Batfam not finding out about his missing spleen until later is mostly for angst and humor so it’s not necessarily worried about the technicalities—but just to be more serious for a moment, I think it’s unlikely Alfred wouldn’t notice a fresh surgery scar when he was wrapping Tim’s injuries from the fight with Ra’s, right after they reunited.

Given it was a recent emergency surgery, it would be pretty obvious I think? Especially since Tim kept clutching that area when he woke up, either from that injury or another one from this issue:

Red Robin #12

And Alfred had just spent the past few months having not seen Tim since the day he opened a grieving Tim’s bedroom door to find him gone (unless he saw Tim briefly during Blackest Night, but even still). Then Dick finally brings Tim back to Alfred unconscious and bloody…I just think Alfred would be giving Tim a very thorough checkup and would NOT miss a recent splenectomy scar.

All this to say this doesn’t mean people can’t ignore these details for fun but I think we could always be milking a lot more angst out of Red Robin #12.

#tbh I think Alfred’s POV of the situation is severely underutilized. it’s a terrible time for everyone obviously #but your son dying & then your grandson pushing himself so hard he almost dies & then running away partially bc of your decision. oof #tim drake #alfred pennyworth #batfam #red robin (2009) #Red Robin 12 never runs out of angst tbh it’s overflowing (says this bc I’m writing an angsty Dick & Tim fic from that issue) #dc #heroesriseandfall #bonds: you’re a rock #tim drake’s missing spleen

[salemontrial]

Menace in the corner

#POV: You're MK and you're slowly but surely spilling your drink down your shirt #enjoy Red Sons bats nest ponytail it was fun to draw<333 #goth red son supremacy shut up. #lmk #monkie kid #lego monkie kid #lmk red son #monkie kid red son

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Day 6: Show/Fear

Prompt List

Pt. 5 of The Empire of Samadhi AU

Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4 | Pt. 5 (you are here) | Pt. 6

(This is day 6 of the Monkie Destiny Challenge Prompt Month October 2023)

Wordcount: 2k

Summary: Red Son is the son of an old empire, Mei is the daughter of a new one. Red Son, consumed by fire, was put into an induced stasis sleep to stop the world from burning until his family can find a way to safely remove the fire. They find a way but he never wakes up. Hundreds of years later he awakes to discover his power resides within another as she stares at him with wide eyes on fire.

Welcome to the Show. 

(This one’s a bit of a spookier one in light of this festive All Hallows’ Eve month. So warning for some mild body horror and creepy description. Please check the tags if you want more detail)

Their landing was awkward. 

Red Son ended up at the bottom of the pile with his face pressed into the floor with the other two on top of him. He knew immediately the destination was wrong when he felt wooden floorboards rather than dusty ash against his cheek. 

They had landed somewhere they weren’t supposed to. 

“Get off.” Red Son attempted to throw the two mortals off him and was kicked in the face twice by Mk before he managed to shove them both off onto the floor. “Idiots.” 

He lifted his head to look around and found they’d landed in a theatre of some kind. It was empty but the lights were on, bringing a warm sort of atmosphere. 

“Uh,” said Mei, with Mk draped over her lap like a limp rag-doll. “Hey, Samadhi Sifu… I think you took a wrong turn.” 

“I didn’t do anything,” Red Son spat. “Some idiot hijacked my portal.” He pushed himself to his feet, cursing under his breath. “They never would have been able to do so if I was at my full strength.” He straightened up after brushing small bits of gold dust from that shattered plate off his hanfu. It didn’t matter much due to the fact it was already covered in soot, but that couldn’t be helped. Merciful Buddha, he wanted a bath. 

“Ow,” said Mk, like he was the one who had gotten kicked in the face. Mei patted his back. 

Red Son glanced around the theatre. It was mostly built from wood. At first glance it appeared to be new, but the closer he looked the more blemishes and broken things there were. It was an old theatre. The curtains were threadbare. There were chips in the wood. The lanterns only lit the space dimly, just bright enough to create shadows without really lighting all that much. All the seats faced a massive white screen at the head of the room. It reminded Red Son of a shadow puppet screen, only much, much bigger. 

“We’ve got another thirty minutes here until my spell kicks back in,” Red Son said, glancing around for the doors or at least some sort of exit. He heard shuffling behind him and turned to see Mk falling off of Mei’s lap and face down onto the floor before popping back up, sitting cross-legged next to her. 

“Well, at least there’s no spooky monkey here,” Mei said. 

Upon being reminded of what exactly they’d been, not running, but retreating from, Red Son’s ire at whoever had portal-jacked him was washed over and drowned out by a very different sort of feeling. 

Mk and Mei seemed content to stay on the ground as Red Son started to pace in front of them. He muttered under his breath. 

Mk looked pale. Red Son had no doubt he’d be looking even paler if he’d known just who had been reaching for him. 

Red Son feared nothing. Not death, not life, and no living being. 

But his hands were shaking. 

From the cold, he hissed to himself through gritted teeth. He would never have been shaking if he had his fire. He wouldn’t be so vulnerable if he had it. The white lady hadn’t seemed like a threat at first. She seemed a mild annoyance at best. He couldn’t sense any massive power coming from her, so how did she manage to get to him? He needed to rethink. Reevaluate. He needed to think. He needed to get his fire back or they were going to die. 

“Well, well! That was quite a show!” 

Red Son’s head snapped back to look where the voice was coming from. It seemed to bounce and echo over the walls, coming from nowhere and everywhere at once. Shadows seemed to tilt, getting darker, stretching further.

Mei was on her feet in an instance, Mk scrambling up close behind her, staggering a lot more. 

The shadows seemed to converge on the stage, onto the screen rising up like ink until a shape was painted across it and then received form. 

It was a shadow puppet. 

A monkey. Merciful Buddha, Red Son had seen enough monkeys already today. Its mouth had been cut into a wide, unnerving smile, stretching over nearly half its face. 

"I see you all met the Lady Bone Demon's puppet.” The puppet slumped sideways, limp, head tilting to almost upside down. It was strange. It moved in a way shadow puppets normally didn’t, to Red Son’s knowledge. 

Red Son scoffed, folding his arms over his chest. “You look more like the puppet here.” 

“Oho!” said the shadow puppet. “Good-” it flipped, revealing its other side, where the only difference was there was an slashed X in the place its eyes should have been, “--eye.” The puppet laughed. It doubled over with shrieking laughter at an awkward angle that didn’t look right. 

Red Son found himself recoiling a bit. The thing sounded insane. Granted not as insane as him when he laughed, his cackle was much more impressive. 

Out of the corner of his eye Red Son saw Mk grab Mei’s arm. 

“Mei,” Mk said, his voice slightly shaky, urgent, “that sounds like-” 

“I know,” Mei said, her voice grave, on edge. 

“What are you two talking about?” Red Son snapped. 

“Is that the Dragon Heir I see?” The puppet twisted itself as though it were hanging upside down from a branch. Sure enough the shadow of a tree rose up to assist the illusion. “And another puppet!” Its smile looked almost thrilled looking at Mk. “Isn't this all just so interesting? But who’s the third? I’ve never seen you before.” It dropped back down, into more of an animalistic, unnatural crawl. The shadow seemed to grow bigger as it crawled towards them, but it never moved off the screen. 

“Who I am is none of the business of the likes of you,” Red Son said. “You know very well who you brought here. So cut the theatrics and state your business or we will burn your little theatre to the ground and you along with it.” 

The puppet seemed to find that very funny, laughing and twisting. Red Son could feel something in the wood of this place. Something in the shadows growing thicker and moving. 

“Oh, but the show is the best part!” 

Mk cried out. 

Red Son spun around to see shadows wrapping around his ankles and wrists. They lashed out around his arms binding him tightly and then pulled before any of them could react. 

“Mk!” Mei yelled, reaching for him. She grabbed his wrist just before he was pulled into the shadows. 

The rings lit. Mei practically spat out fire. “Let go of him.”

“There’s the famous fire!” The puppet seemed to smile wider, bigger, it sounded like it was a twisted form of excitement. “What a performance you gave that day!” 

The strands of shadow snapped when Mei’s fire neared it and she caught Mk before pulling him to his feet.

“Mei,” said Mk, clinging to her. 

“I know,” said Mei. “It's him.” 

“What are you two peasants talking about-” 

“You know,” said the puppet, drawing their attention, “really, it was rather impressive how you played right into her hands, bud.” It walked across the screen, but this time it continued off it, onto the wall. The laughter echoed. 

For a moment Red Son thought the shadow was talking to Mei, but then Mei was stepping in front of Mk and shielding him with her arm, flames flickering dangerously above her. 

“Mk had nothing to do with it,” Mei snapped. 

The puppet laughed again, tumbling through shadows and bouncing from one place to the other around the room. It bent in unnatural directions. “Nothing? Nothing? He caused this.” 

Red Son had to admit, he was curious. Curious as to how the man half-cowering behind Mei was responsible for… well, it was rather hard to understand what the puppet was referring to. 

“I didn’t,” said Mk, but he didn't sound very confident about it. 

“Do you think she would have gotten your precious friends if it weren’t for you? You think she would have gotten to your pathetic Sifu without your help?” 

“He’s not pathetic!” Mk shouted at it. “I don’t know what you’re talking about-” 

“All your second chances, all your do-good kindness lead to this. If it weren’t for you the Lady Bone Demon would have never gotten her hands on the rings.” 

“But,” said Mk, his voice small, “I didn’t do anything…” 

“And you think that’s a good thing?” The puppet laughed far too much in Red Son’s opinion. It lost its effectiveness after a while. At least on him. Mei and Mk just looked more and more unsettled and anxious. “You and your Master, so alike. Neither of you said anything to each other, did you?”

“What is he talking about?” Red Son asked, looking at Mk curiously. 

Mk shrunk back from his gaze. 

“It doesn’t matter,” Mei said. “Whatever happened doesn’t matter. So you better shut your mouth, Liú.” 

The puppet stood for a moment, frozen still. Then it’s head snapped off the wall to look at Mei. 

It became less of a shadow and more of a tangible thing. Its eyes were lifeless, its skin was more alive looking than a puppets should be. It had lace designs stretching across its skin in dark cracks across its skin. Its mouth stretched just as wide, but despite its upward tilting motion it didn’t look like it was smiling. It didn’t look completely like an object nor completely alive, some mix of both. Red Son could see both its eyes at once now, the slashed X over one of them looking like a gaping black hole. Its one eye was a pinprick amongst a pool, just as black, its pupil surrounded by a ring of purple. 

“You’re cursed,” Red Son realized. 

Its head snapped to look at him and Red Son felt frozen in place by it. The weight was nowhere near that of his fire contained in the rings above Mei’s head. But it was uncomfortable all the same. This thing in front of him was twisted and wrong and there was a lack of sanity in its one working eye that made it feel as though something would snap at any second. It looked as though it should be twitching but all it did was stay deathly still, not breathing but very clearly alive. 

“Not our problem,” Red Son forced out, despite the way the words tried to lodge in his throat with the things one eye on him. “Dragon Girl, we’re leaving.” 

“There’s no doors,” Mei muttered. 

Red Son whipped his head around to check. And she was right. He hadn’t realized it at first, but there were no doors, no windows, no holes or cracks in the wall to slip through. 

There was no way out. 

It was a claustrophobic feeling. But Red Son wasn’t about to let a sealed room intimidate him. 

“Very well then. Let us make one.” 

“I can’t let you leave,” said the puppet that Mei called Liú. “They’ll come soon.” 

“Elder Liú,” said Mk, “we can help you.” 

“I can’t let you leave,” it said again, its mouth moving with the words unlike its shadow had when it spoke before. It was a horrifying sight. Shadows moved behind them, creeping closer. “I can’t let you leave. I can’t let you leave. I can’t let you leave-” 

Red Son snorted. “You can’t stop us.” 

It just kept repeating it over and over again, ignoring him. The shadows stretched higher. They curled over top of them. Red Son watched them creep out of the wall, wrapping around the puppet, over its mouth and face and dragging it back into the wall. 

“Guys,” Mei said, glancing at her feet. “I think we’re in trouble here.”

“Then use my fire,” Red Son said through gritted teeth. 

“Oh yeah,” Mei said, “right.” She shook off the shadows that had started to cling to her foot and the rings blazed brighter above her. 

“Wait! Stop!” said Mk. 

“What?” Mei said. Then yelped, because a shadow lashed out and wrapped around her arm. 

One latched around Red Son’s leg and the shadows suddenly seemed a lot thicker and stronger than before. 

“They’re shadows,” Mk said. “The more light you give them the stronger they’ll be.” 

“How does that make sense?” 

“Just look, the more light there is, the more shadow can be seen. Unless we could get enough light to get rid of every shadow, more light would just be making it worse.” 

“Then what’s your suggestion,” Red Son snapped, clawing at the shadow that had attached itself to his wrist. 

“Less light,” Mk said. “They can’t touch us if there’s no shadows to shape in the dark. We need to break the lanterns.” 

“This is a terrible idea,” Red Son said. 

“Do you think I have enough control over these rings to light up a whole room?” Mei asked. 

Red Son did not think that. 

“That’s what I thought.” 

“Fine,” Red Son snapped. He snatched some fire away from Mei. The shadows had crept up to his hips now, wrapping and slowly sludging further up. He burnt some off his wrist so his hand was free. “Aim for the lanterns.” 

Mei missed twice. Red Son’s feeble second-hand fire couldn’t reach very far but the sparks landed and managed to light the lantern. 

“No,” the voice echoed, “what are you doing? Stop- stop I can’t exist without them-” 

“It's okay, Elder Liú,” Mk said, “we’ll get you out of here.” 

“Stop!”

“Ugh,” said Red Son, straining against the shadows that were now up to his shoulders. “You’re disgustingly reassuring, aren’t you.” 

“I try,” Mk said. He was trying to hide it but Red Son could hear the panic in his voice. 

The last lamp went out, burned to nothing, but light still remained. 

“Dragon Girl, the rings.” 

Mei cursed. 

“Mei-” Mk’s voice was cut off as the shadows wrapped around his mouth and started dragging him down. 

“Mk!” 

“THE RINGS!” Red Son yelled at her.

“I GOT IT,” Mei roared back. 

The shadows wrapped around Red Son’s mouth and started pulling. 

The rings flickered. 

“NO!” the puppet appeared in front of Mei’s face, reaching. 

All at once the light went out. 

Red Son fell flat on the floor, followed by two thumps. 

“HA!” said Mk. “I told you! How can you get grabbed by something when you’re already in it! It's like swimming!” 

“Water has currents that can grab you,” Red Son snapped at him. 

“Shadows aren’t tangible like water.” 

“You make less sense the more you talk.” 

“It worked, didn’t it?” Mk huffed. 

“Woo! Mk!” Mei cheered. “I’m gonna see that last bit in my nightmares! Haha! Where’d Old Liú go anyway?” 

“Um, I’m not sure,” Mk said. “Let me check.” 

There was a moment of shuffling and silence in the pitch black. Then Mk’s bright voice came. 

“Found him! He’s small now. Looks like a real shadow puppet.” 

“What? How can you see?” 

“Huh, I wonder if we could un-curse him like how we unpossessed Mk,” Mei said, ignoring Red Son’s question.  

“He feels like he’s made out of dry stuff,” Mk said. “I don’t know if it's safe to try.” 

“Just give him to me,” Red Son scoffed, blinding feeling around for Mk. “I’ll seal him in so he won’t jump back out the moment there’s shadows to jump from if you’re both so worried about it. You can figure out what to do with this thing later. We’re going to be pulled back any minute now.” 

Red Son heard a sound that took him a moment to place as Mk’s muffled laughter. 

“What? What are you laughing at?” 

“Nothing,” Mk said. “Here, hold still, I'll hand him to you.”

Red Son sighed and held out his hand impatiently. 

He could feel Mk standing in front of him, hesitating. 

“What now?” he groaned. 

“Just… be careful with him. Don’t hurt him okay?” Mk finally handed him over. 

“Whatever,” said Red Son, casting the spell to seal the puppet in its current form. “He’s none of my concern, living or dead.” 

Mk didn’t reply to that, but he could practically feel his worry.

“There,” Red Son said, shoving him back at him. “He won’t be any trouble for now.” 

“Great,” said Mei. “So do we need to talk about why Liú looks like a monkey? Or…?” 

The ground lit up underneath them. 

Mk yelped, his face illuminated and rushed to stuff the small shadow-puppet into his hanfu. 

The room lit up in flames.

| beginning | next |

#ngl i thought this one was longer #it probably would be if i went back and edited it but i wrote this in one sitting and i aint' going back so here you go #no pov switches this time huh! wild! #i guess its cause its so sort #Monkie Destiny Challenge (2023) #KNOX WRITES (me) #Monkie Kid the Empire of Samadhi AU #Monkie Kid Mei #Monkie Kid Red Son #Spoilery for the fic here's the description read the fic first if you'd like it to be a surprise: #basically Macaque is a puppet. kind of a mix between living and not and there's some description around that jerky movements and the like #its not too bad but still figured i'd slap a heads up in here #i probably forgot to do something but EH ITS FINE I'VE FOCUSED ON THIS TOO LONG ALREADY PEACE OUT REMEMBER TO HYDRATE

[imminent-danger-came]

Here's a clip comp of all the times MK repeats the things the people around him say! Or at least all of the times I've noticed!

#SO WHEN I SAY MK FUNCTIONS AS A MIRROR #I ALSO MEAN THAT HE LIKE. REFLECTS THE THINGS PEOPLE SAY/DO TO HIM BACK #spent a lil too long on this video but that's okay #when don't I spend too long on something #Update for people invested in my fanfic adventures: my fic is currently at 1.3K! #I should finish up soon #It's a Red Son pov. And MK is NOT okay TM #But that's fine cause we have a Red Son #And he's surprisingly okay at comforting people #It takes place like. RIGHT after the s4 special ends at the beach party #MK and Red Son wind up at the suilian cave #And uh. Obviously things are in disrepair #There's gonna be a convo about the way MK's view of Monkey King has changed the same way Red Son's view of DBK has changed #Just like. Understanding how they actually are rather than the pedestal they originally put the two on you know? #I know myself so it'll probably end on a somber note #But more like. hurt/comfort then it's kinda sad/ominous at the end #I can't believe my first fic is a Red Son pov. Like idk who I thought it would be but I'm surprised it's Red Son #But Red Son is actually a BLAST to write #He's no nonsense but he has his own nonsense. It's great #lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk parallels #monkie kid #lmk MK #my videos

[fcb-mv33]

“It was very cold and the track was still a bit frozen and you could see that salt had been spread. We drove a few laps in a normal [road] car, and then I said to my engineer [Gianpiero Lambiase]: 'I think I should be full throttle from the very first corner.'

"He said: 'No, no, you can't.' I replied: 'Just watch!'

"Then I went out and felt [how the car handles] for a moment and thought 'that feels good,' then I immediately went full throttle through the corner.

"That was a lot of fun. It also meant I was immediately confident in the car.- Max talking to racingnews365.

A live pictures of Max telling Christian why he has to give GP a raise😭

Pov your an overexhausted dad listening to your over energetic son telling Christian about how terrified you were about him taking you on a fast lap

#just a dad and his annoying son #also my pov is corrext #look at Christians face lmao😭 #max verstappen #rambles #f1 #formula 1 #red bull racing #🦁🧡

[darrowsrising]

The reason why there was even a discussion between Darrow and Virginia in GS about how each manages to sleep after the Institute is quite simple.

They only sleep well when they sleep together, so it's obvious that between RR and GS, they only ever slept together. Alone, they resort to sleeping on the floor or in the closet to get some semblance of rest.

#the will they won't they game in gs nearly killed me but at least it fed me these crumbs #light bringer better bring on some hella reaperstang smut in virginia's pov #red rising #golden son #reaper x mustang

[rt-closetcryptic]

Haha legos <3

#pov silly au thoughts #lmk au #haha! #I really do wish to work on this but #pain #they are still however fun to draw #<3 #mei dragon #red son #qi xiaotian #lmk mk #lmk pigsy #lmk tang #sun wukong #monkey king #lmk traffic light trio #oc? #hint at one at least #kinda #eeehhhhh #rtcc draws

[savagethe2nd-art]

Happy early Halloween! (:

sketch and no words ------

got the idea durring class today and have been working on it all day. (:

#redson #red son #mk #monkie kid #lmk redson #lmk red son #lmk mk #lmk monkie kid #lmk #lego monkie kid #halloween #digital art #legomonkiekid #art #vampire #frankenstien's monster #pov- you dont draw mk alot and cant draw his hair lol

[the-traitorous-prince]

Part 1

"NEZHA!"

"Did you just call Nezha? How do you-"

"Azure what are you yelling about- Nephew?"

"Nezha?"

"You're also Nezha's nephew? Is there anyone you're not the nephew of?"

"Azure shut up. What are you doing with Red Son? Red Son are you alright?"

"I-I'm fine."

"That's good. Azure, what's going on?"

"The boy just came. I wasn't sure what to do."

"Fine. Azure, leave. I'll take care of this."

"But-"

"It'll be fine. I've got this. Go back to your brother's, I'll take care of my nephew."

"...."

"Alright."

"....."

"He's gone now? Nezha who was that? What's going on? Why are you with a demon I've never heard of? Where is Wukong? Is her with MK and Mei?"

"Nephew, they are all alright."

"But where are they?"

"It's complicated."

"That can mean a lot of things Nezha! Do you mean diplomatically? Do you mean Sun Wukong 'I'm not telling anyone anything' complicated? Or do you mean we're all fucked complicated! I don't do diplo speak, what the fuck is going on?"

"It would take a long time to explain. But I have it under control, and you don't want to get involved."

"But my friends-"

"They are safe. I wouldn't endanger children. But you need to go home."

"But-"

"Those demons are not dangerous, but the situation is, and I'm not involving you."

"But where are my friends? Where is Wukong?"

"They're safe."

"That's not an answer-"

"They Are safe!"

"....."

"I'm keeping them safe. And I'm going to keep you safe as well. By sending you home."

"But-"

"Nephew. Go home."

"....."

"I promise, I'll take care of your friends. In a few weeks they'll be back."

"But where are they now?"

"A quest. One that will keep them busy for awhile. Busy, and safe."

"...."

"Just go home. I'll call your parents, explain everything, But you need to go home."

"Alright uncle."

"I love you nephew. Get home safe. Have a pork roll for the trip home."

"...."

"Thanks."

#lmk nezha #monkie kid nezha #lmk red son #red son #azure lmk #azure lion #pov nezha #pov red son #pov azure #the traitorous prince #ttp #lmk au #lore #story

[frogbehindthewaterfall]

Okay, Red Boy did some bad things. I know that.

He grew up in a space where doing these things is what he was taught, what he was raised to do. (Mixed in that natural childish lack of understanding that what he was doing wasn't OK. I mean, for him, this was basically playing pretend and trying to be like his parents(imagine a child insisting that they're such a big boy now, look they even got their own minions, and their own mountain))

But yknow he's really young, so he can still learn to be better, and see that what he did isn't good

But HOT DAMN

Torturing and imprisoning this literal small child is NOT a cool move. (I mean, you can't really leave if you got the bands on ya)

There had to be a better way to go about this.

No matter the bad things he did, this depth of punishment (on a CHILD) is not the way, like, Guanyin, girl, were the swords really necessary? Was it necessary to use the torture band activating spell first when there was one that could just immobilize him?

#Pov: you finally got a REAL #IMPORTANT task from your parents #and your own place #then an immortality granting monk came by #you tried to cook him and gain immortality with your parents #but the monkey you fought(bc the monk is his master) sniched on you to a godess and now you got impaled by fucking swords #and torture bands put on you #plus taken to learn to be better with the godess(not a choice #red son #red boy #lego monkie kid red son #lego monkie kid #lmk #monkie kid #journey to the west #jttw #guanyin #i will never shut up about this #hong hai'er #jttw monkey king

[pyroreadscomics]

I'm going to be withholding judgment until i have Batman 138 in my digital hands (and possibly be exceptionally generous and wait until a week after Gotham War has wrapped) but, based solely on those previews... what the fuck?

Like I recognize that, to Bruce, Jason is an impossible problem. But even still this feels like an exceptionally bad solution.

#Gotham war #Batman #Red Hood #Jason Todd #bruce wayne #also when i say “Jason Todd is an impossible problem” #please understand i mean from Bruce's POV #where Jason is both his beloved son and a mass murderer #emotionally he wants what's best for Jason #for him to be happy and healthy and free #morally however he has to stop Jason #this is ... theoretically a solution #but damn at first glance it seems like a really really bad one #never mind the horrible ethics of rewiring someone's brain like that without their knowledge or consent

[sarcasmiclife]

It's probably too much to hope for but imagine not having to read Lysander's pov in Red God

#red rising saga #pierce brown #red rising #golden son #morning star #iron gold #dark age #light bringer #red god #lysander au lune #i hate his pov so so so much

[emeraldgreaves]

WIP Wednesday

tagged by @queen-scribbles! nano’s approaching slowly but surely and I need to get back in the habit of putting down prose, so to warm up i’m going back over some of my backlogged stuff. have a little bit of Bridgerton AU :)

no pressure, as always! tagging @bi-stander @jae-gerbomb @thenightdayblogger and open-tagging if you feel so inclined

Most years, he and Isodel pick a portrait and make up some kind of life story for its subject. But tonight Red’s alone, and he’s too restless to study a dozen white-wigged monarchs from across a crowded hall. Instead, he recites the introduction in his head, turning over conjugations and honorifics until they stop feeling like words. Briefly he considers asking the ambassador for advice, but the man flicks his pocketwatch open and shut in an impatient enough fashion that he decides against it.

For all that he’s considered carefree, Red isn’t completely oblivious—to be asked a favor on such short notice is an enormous opportunity, one that could mean a significant amount of favor for his family if he does well. Viscount is a perfectly respectable title, and he somewhat prides himself on the fact that his distant ancestor was elevated on merit rather than birth, but they lack the vast reserves of inherited wealth that flow into the pockets of dukes and earls. Four daughters means that one of his sisters may have to marry well in order to keep the family afloat, loath as they are to force any of them towards it.

#emerald writes #tag meme #On God I Will Finish A Piece Of Fic Or Die Trying #look i promise i have moira pov fic somewhere it's just usually written in relation to Huge Unpublishable Alpha Build spoilers #also regencyish settings are actually great for red because four sisters=a lot of free character conflict actually? #like he is The Only Son. that's kind of a Big Deal #also free opportunity to write more antiqua sisters #idk i love this AU but i don't have enough moving parts to make it a Whole Thing yet #so we return to that old bridgerton standby: the opening season ball #also the research for a fake regency project would kill me probably #the closest jane austen got to nobility was the elliots and lady catherine. most regency romance novels run in the spaces that she didn't #peak posting time WHO #liefred & linden #moira linden #shoh

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