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dyns33 · 6 months

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Loves past, present and future

All the lovely characters I read and wrote about :

Loki (MCU) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore Adam (OLLA) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore

Sherlock Holmes (BBC and Enola Holmes) wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore

Morpheus (Sandman) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him Nigel Colbie (Like Minds) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore Young Carl (The Boat the Rocked) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, no story about him Lord Byron (Mary Shelley) - wrote about him, won't write about im again, no story about him Jon Dondon (Velvet Buzzsaw) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, no story about him

The Corinthian (Sandman) - wrote about him, planning to write again, not reading about him anymore

Venom / Eddie Brock (MCU) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him

Vaas Montenegro (Far Cry 3) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him

Homelander (The Boys) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore

Matt Murdock / Daredevil (MCU) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him Henry (Eat Locals) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore Duke of Crowborough (Downton Abbey) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him Owen Sleater (Broadwalk Empire) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him

Frank Castle / Punisher (MCU) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him Shane Walsh (Walking Dead) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him Julian Kaye (American Gigolo) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him

Din Djarin / The Mandalorian (Star Wars universe) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him Oberyn Martell (Games of Thrones) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him Jack Daniels / Agent Whiskey (Kingsmen) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore Maxwell Lord (Wonder Woman) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him Javi G (The Unbearable weight of massive talent) - wrote about him, planning to write about him again, not reading about anymore Max Philips (Bloodsucking bastards) - never wrote about him, won't write about him, not reading about him anymore Dieter Bravo (The bubble) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him Javier Pena (Narcos) - never wrote about him, won't write about him, not reading about him anymore

Bruce Wayne (The Batman) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore

Poe Dameron (Star Wars universe) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore Miguel O Hara (Spiderverse / MCU) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore Nathan Bateman (Ex Machina) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him Steven Grant / Marc Spector / Jake Lockley (Moon Knight MCU) - wrote about them, maybe one day again, still reading

Tyler Durden (Fight Club) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him Mickey O Neil (Snatch) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him Ladybug (Bullet Train) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him

Agon Kongo (Eyeshield 21) - wrote about him, planning to write again, still reading about him

Michael Myers (Halloween) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, still reading about him

Asa Emory (The Collector) - never wrote about him, planning to write, still reading about him

Geralt of Rivia (Witcher) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore

Wade Wilson (Deadpool) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore

Spock (Star Trek) - wrote about him, maybe one day again, not reading about anymore

Hannibal Lecter (Hannival NBC) - never wrote about him, won't write about him, not reading about him anymore Nigel (Charlie Countryman) - never wrote about him, won't write about him, not reading about him anymore Elias (Men and Chicken) - never wrote about him, won't write about him, not reading about him anymore One Eye (Valhalla Rising) - never wrote about him, won't write about him, not reading about him anymore

Michael Langdon (AHS) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him Duncan Shepperd (House of cards) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him Jim Mason (The Tribes of Palos Verdes) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him Travelling saleman (La Grande Noirceur) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him Xavier Plympton (AHS) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him Richard (The Last time I saw Richard) - wrote about him, won't write about him again, not reading about him

#so you all know who I will write again soon #the ones I may write about again one day #and sadly the long gone loves

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shadowqnights · 25 days

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*grabs a can opener*

Spill them worms

oh my gosh i started writing out an essay, accidentally refreshed and deleted it, and now i'm back trying to figure out how to word this.

i'm one of the freaks who actually likes mcd aaron and i love rewriting him. and i'm of the mind that one of the best ways to make aaron and aph more interesting in both universes (and fix a lot of stuff in aph's case) is by having them as werewolves - aph, whether knowingly or unknowingly, entering pdh as a werewolf. aaron being a werewolf in mcd. reversing their roles in each universe.

but the aph thing is a whole OTHER can of worms so specifically in relation to the dog rule in mcd. i'm super passionate about werewolf aaron. this is a crash course for some of my rewrite thoughts. strap in because this one is going to be so long i am so sorry.

in my rewrite aaron is actually not a werewolf at all by technicality since he's cursed by a member of the divine. as opposed to the other wolfkin, there's no way for him to have wolf features in his human form, no ears or tail. he's got a purely human form and a purely wolf form - albeit an unusually massive wolf, but in all other manners resembles a natural animal. he can only be one or the other, nothing inbetween.

his backstory ties very strongly into the ultima origins that you see in mystreet as well. simply put because if i start i'm not going to stop - aaron makes a sacrifice to try and save his dying lily, angers a member of the divine and is transformed into this new form as punishment only to find the efforts in vain nonetheless. cue falcon claw's tragedy.

being a wolf fits aaron to me in a number of ways - firstly that he's literally a lone wolf. he's determined to isolate himself, wander alone and unbothered. he believes that the only way to fulfill his end goal is on his own because his beef is personal. there's no need to get involved in other people's affairs. he has walls up, and while being very gruff and self-serving, has a secret soft side - usually with children. otherwise not much matters to him except vengeance and dying. he's a wandering wolf vigilante of sorts, without even meaning to. he describes himself as a broken human. to me he leans entirely into his cursed form in his grief and becomes very much animal. he barely ever speaks as a human and barely even takes that form unless critically injured/fatigued; he is nothing but a wolf. he tries incredibly hard to see the world as an animal would, but there's a frustrating shred of his human morality that forces him to do the 'right thing' - like saving aph, like saving dante. it's also just a plain interesting approach to his character that makes him more complicated

and because he's this gruff, silent old dog who's convinced he has to die alone, of course the young bright kids are going to flock to him. in this way i love indulging in the dog rule in the way that aaron is the oldest, in some ways the wisest and has lived through a lot of hardships in both human and animal form. and in that animal form he can become the perfect mentor for members of the younger cast who need his guidance. as a wolf aaron is more than anything else a survivor, and other survivors tend to seek him out of instinct. he tries to distance himself, insist that he is a lone wolf *doomed* to live out the rest of his days spiraling in animal hate, in anger, fighting and mauling and earning new scars until the day he can kill zane and then die. but that is very much the human part of him reflecting on the animal part. the animal knows violence. the human justifies it because his suffering has led him there.

aaron's dog rule functions best with others. his relationship with aph works best starting from distrust and disinterest and growing into a friendship/mentorship. because there is a canonical foundation for them to have a bond - because they are/were both lords, both once cared incredibly deeply for their chosen people, both have survived hardships and both of them despise zane. they have a mutual goal and their working together makes sense. if you're that one oomf who likes aarmau then i like to think of them in mcd as having a relationship akin to that of Wolf Children (please watch highly recommend) but as a wolf i feel he would make a great mentor for her too. in a way that only aaron specifically can deliver. i don't explicitly make aph animal, per say, the way that nicole and aaron can shift. but metaphorically there is very much something animal in her. same as dante. the both of them, to me, are younger, they're like cubs trailing at aaron's heels and after some time he takes them in, but aren't physically transformed in any way (though i have AUs where they definitely can).

they have differing relationships to him. aph certainly begins as a naive sunshine character - and as she slowly learns about her world and its history, that sunshine fades a little. she wants so badly to fit in amongst the ordinary people of phoenix drop; she works hard to learn and become one of them. even when (in rewrite + rebirth) she becomes lord out of desperation, merely thinking she's doing these people service by keeping phoenix drop alive, she's trying to be One of them. this animal side of aph to me arrives in the form of her magicks. she finds that not only does her light heal, that it is also quite literally a searing, burning light, something that can hurt. worse, that she feels a sickening rush of power, realising that she has this violent and unpredictable form of self-defense. as this naive pacifist, it offers the bridge to a new chapter of her life that she isn't prepared for; it solidifies that she isn't ordinary, that she woke up for a purpose. and that her allegiances are changing - especially in s2, in the wake of everything falling apart, everything being different and wrong, the people who went into irene's dimension with her are very much the only people who understand. she seeks companionship with aaron because she is ashamed of the feelings inside of her, that she describes as animal because she doesn't know what else to make of it. her magicks feel like an animal separate to her human self because in a way those are irene's magicks, that's irene as a distinct Piece of her, and those things are wilder than the body she was reborn in.

-> incorporating parts of loverman into this, also why aph becomes so strongly bonded with katelyn. because their magicks call to each other. fire and light. they both burn and they end up relating strongly to each other and being weirdly attracted to each others magick. they are both destructive and animalistic, it's just that katelyn is far more attached to her humanity.

aph finds aaron's silence comforting rather than disarming. everyone else finds him weird and a little bit offputting / alienating. she is rather comforted by it. she's spent so long trying to learn what it means to be human because she was born into a human body without any memories - so much so that being with aaron, who is hardly ever human, brings her a lot of comfort. in a way, she finds the most peace with people who are very grounded and well connected to the earth and nature - with zoey, kiki, cadenza, namely, and then aaron. her friendship group, excluding that of her guards, have certain connections to the earth and have very nurturing personalities. she's drawn to that by nature (thanks irene!).

and aaron specifically, who spends the most time as a wolf. when he's not fighting, he's hunting, travelling, and resting. in a human form, i feel there's not much for him to teach her because she's already been through this period of struggle in her mortal body - she's already learned from people like garroth, donna, brendan, namely in rewrite. she has people who can teach her how to fight and how to be a diplomat. she's had a number of mentors and a strong circle of friendship to guide her. she has so many human companions. but aaron is so much more complicated than that. as a wolf, i feel she would seek him out as a teacher. even on the more metaphorical sense that she feels like a broken human, and the only individual who could possibly understand or at least empathise with her place in the world is him. she wants to run wild with him, wants to be in the thick of the woods, the middle of nowhere, wants to pretend as if she could be cursed, too, as if she could find a form that relieves her of the weight of human fears. perhaps then she could embrace this power inside of her.

dante is different because its dante and he's ALWAYS different in some way. god. where to begin. okay so dante is also metaphorically animal in a way that is specifically only in reference to his relationship with aaron. he is aaron's brother and a cub to him in a way that starts out transactional. back to the loverman elements of rewrite for a second:

-> at this point aaron is almost Always using his wolf form . ignore that he was human when he saved aph because i didn't know what i was doing yet. aaron, as a wolf, still has a Shred of 'justice', hence why he finds himself so regularly saving people. because even as a human he considered the circle of life very sacred, and in keeping with kul'zac's teachings as a hunter he was very much so respectful of wildlife and only killing out of necessity rather than for sport or selfish gain (as in, hunting for food and using the absolute Most of those bodies, not taking more than needed). he was very faithful to his shepherd in that regard (until the period when he was cursed. but that's a whole other post). post-curse there is a very deliberate change when aaron becomes a little bit carried away but through it all, he is very conscious of that circle of life. that cycle. even as this vigilante figure, he's very specific with the fights he picks. he saves lost children in the woods, he mauls shadow knights & and in short he sees fit to punish the people/creatures who harm the weak and defenseless for sport, for selfish gain, because (1) that personal justice that is a part of his former worship/morality he can't shake, and (2) maybe a small part of him hopes that if he lives that way for long enough, kul'zac will restore him OR take pity on him and let him die.

he's secretly very particular. even when he can't admit it, his sense of justice is strong. saving aphmau was dubious because she was unknowingly in fer salem (southern wolf tribe) territory and was injured. but she cried for help and he answered. but specifically when aaron is hanging around phoenix drop, he's tracking a volatile shadow knight that attacks him immediately in wolf form, and that alone is enough for aaron to decide that the shadow knights (or just merely. the dudes with That scent specifically) are bad and kill regularly in mass for sport, therefore need punishment.

he sees dante for the first time and thinks of him as a bird, a prey animal, because he acts like one. he is skittish and tentative and blindly wandering through unfamiliar woods. and aaron goes ok that one isn't to be hunted. so when later he finds a shadow knight cornering the group including dante, who he vaguely recognises, the Right thing to do is to attack the shadow knight. (which happens to be gene, therefore saving the life of dante + his companions. so by extension saving aph again, plus garroth and laurance).

dante and aaron are all about transaction. aaron saves dante's life. so then when dante finds him bleeding out in the woods, he saves HIS life. the debt is repaid, but then the other does something to begin a new debt, and they become trapped in a cycle. dante kind of despises him because at that point he has such horrifically complex feelings on gene. such terrible baggage that he doesn't know if he hates him for attacking gene or loves him for attacking gene. it's weird and fucked up and more than anything he knows that he at the very least owes aaron something, so with that in mind he grits his teeth and helps to heal him. which is a slow, gradual process, because aaron has a LOT of wounds, more than just the ones gene inflicted in the fight. dante doesn't even know that he has a human form at this point - it's merely his sense of kindness to take pity on this animal that tried to (and possibly succeeded, since he has no idea of gene's fate yet) kill his horrible older brother. in aaron's weakness, he can't control the wolf, so he turns human briefly and dante realises that he's getting involved in something way more complicated than he bargained for. story of his life. still, he perseveres - and aaron is a stubborn, lonely idiot, and a wolf does not need human medicine. so dante gives up on trying to convince him to come back to phoenix drop and treks into the woods on the daily to tend to aaron's wounds. which he protests but all in all is wayyy too weak and tired to actually Fight it.

in this way they very gradually earn each other's trust and aaron begrudgingly hangs around. dante saved his life again, so now he owes ANOTHER life debt. and aaron is all about paying back debts. in his youth his love language was acts of service, his very bonding with lily was full of debts and transactions and trading.

so as a wolf he lets dante stick around and protects him. the cycle of debts continues in increasingly obsessive/codependent ways [in ways that i'm reluctant to talk about unless asked because loverman spoilers but in short aaron becomes a brother figure for dante, relieving him of the baggage left by gene.]

in this way i consider dante a cub because he's young and he's CLINGING to aaron in a way that, while still a little bit pathetic, its made better by the fact that aaron reciprocates some amount of care towards him and they take care of each other. he's a good brother. when they get close, they get CLOSE. it takes a while, of course, like a year+ to fully earn each other's trust. he's a cub in the way that he's young, barely 19 and has been treated akin to a sopping wet stray dog abandoned too many times. and in a metaphorical sense his shelter becomes an older, wiser wolf who is somehow far more kind and gentle and less animalistic than his human biological brother. and beneath that gruff exterior there is genuinely care in aaron; his care for dante specifically re-inspires a certain purpose in him and opens him up to a future Beyond zane that doesn't just involve his own death. in that way, by association, dante to me is a dog/wolf of his own, and would even consider himself as such because of his relationship with aaron. he is very attached to the idea of being non-human because of his suffering, in which i think he would relate so incredibly strongly to aaron. maybe he secretly wishes he too was gifted with a curse that allowed him to endure pain in the form of a wolf and spare him of human things like regret and remorse. and he's drawn to the mystery of the shapeshifting characters - he is enamoured with nicole at first because he is the first to pick up on her fox form.

aaron also draws dante down a path of maturity and sets his character development in motion - he becomes a bit more merciless, brutal, unforgiving, able to stand up for himself better because of aaron's influence. as if he grew up as a dog kicked down, abandoned and mistreated and neglected, and as he grows up he is taught that he has teeth, and he is allowed to use them. plus the fact that you can take dog rule dante really literally and explore his entire life through that lens but specifically i also love the idea that this pathetic human boy is so attached to his teacher/brother, so obsessed with the idea of sharing someone's blood that isn't gene's, that he fully leans into it. he is someone's animal brother. his wolf brother. his kin. they protect each other. and when the time comes aaron has also grown and while he's always been far more gentle and protective over children, he is especially fond of dante's child [ dmitri, not nekoette's rewrite self, i'm a dancole believer. ].

and in this way they kind of make a fucked up little family. dante and aph consider each other brother and sister - dante finds a new brother in aaron, who thus takes on the role of mentorship for aph.

and . and that's literally just a starter. a very basic crash course but yeah idk i approach them in different ways dependant on what AU you're asking me about. everything i've talked about here is specifically rewrite thoughts + dog rule but honestly i wouldn't be opposed to making dante a werewolf in kennel au or something. and aph as a werewolf would also be really cute and i'm a big fan since she already is one in my mystreet rewrite . one big wolf found family.

#sorry i feel frazzled this may make no snese to feel free to ask for clarification or more info anywhere #i love answering asks with giant ass essays sorry i love talking about my rewrite. feel free to ask me questions about any character anytim #welcome to beeland!#sorry this took days i was like. on and off writing this whenever i got the rush of brainworms #bee's buzzing #mcd #minecraft diaries #aphmau #dante #aaron lycan #oh yeah im insane im insane #no one is awake rn so im going to reblog again tomorrow i cant be bothered to schedule shit rn

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theflyingfeeling · 10 days

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#i've never had a job in my own field that i've liked as much as i've liked my current one #the semester is ending soon and today i heard my contract will not be renewed bc the person i'm substituting will return to work after all #i've been feeling so tired and a bit poorly after the nokia arena show and i probably should have called in sick today #as i was absolutely useless today #and then after my only class today my students came to me with a gift?? 😭#a pink enamel moomin mug and some chocolate and a paper on which they had written nice things about me + a drawing of a dachshund 😭#and i burst to tears right there in front of them because i was so touched (and also because i'm just really really tired and emotional)#i'm so tired about having to apply for new jobs and having to start all over again #i'm so tired of having to do shitty short-notice substitutions again #i feel like i deserve better than that but on the other hand i fee like life's giving me exactly what i deserve and maybe this is it #i'm dreading the summer because idk if i'll have a job to go to in the autumn #and even if i did find something it won't be like the job i have now #also. it's may day eve and the weather's lovely #and i'm hiding in my apartment with the curtains closed so i won't see all the people going out and having fun with their friends #for me may day eve has never been like that. i've always felt so very excluded from those celebrations #on top of that i got yelled at by a bus driver and i'm the worst friend that ever existed #i'm trying to quit on whining about my sad little life but it gets so lonely #please know i'm not writing this for attention or pity. i know y'all have problems of your own and i'm just being a dramatic crybaby

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submerged-into-clouds · 5 months

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So. This is the mer!Hound fanfiction I wrote for @montyuh . I haven't had a chance to properly revise it due to a difficult university semester, — up until now, — but I'm just going to drop it here and skitter away like a cockroach.

Premise:

Mer!Hound / Little Mermaid AU

What to expect from the work and the work itself are under "read more".

What to expect:

I haven't written for purposes of online posting in years, so it is very likely not as refined as it could be.

English is not my first language (a classic, but true)

No dialogue

Written in third person, but mainly revolves around Hound’s thoughts and experiences

Human character is incredibly ambiguous, and is referred to neutrally.

Some other characters get mentioned, but it's left up to interpretation as to who they are

Angst (?) primarily, but has a happy ending

Pure vibes

The flow relies on time skips, they are indicated by underscore separations.

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When the dawn descends upon the crescent shore, shunning away the grey remnants of the early morning, the quiet splashing of the waves is no longer the only sound that hangs in the air. As if on cue with the first rays of sun, a few shallow squawks of seagulls cut through the air; even the wind seems to pick up its ceaseless run bringing upon the smell and sounds unknown from just beyond the lip of the cove.

When the dawn comes, usually he enjoys the shimmering of sun from underneath the surface of the water in the safe haven of a mangrove forest, should he choose to stay by the land, or face it among the reefs where he could bask in its warmth openly. But a limp figure sprawled across his forearm felt like the heaviest anchor this very morning.

Hound is a mer not cowardly, but curious — perhaps against his better will, — and only once his back grew warm and dry did he avert his eyes from the form of the human to gaze at the horizon and the shiny trail of light on the ocean's face. It's much past dawn.

They aren't dead — Hound met dead people: bodies floating in the water, as recent as last night. This one doesn't have the bloated and heavy appearance, and no human blood found its way onto the sand, and in the back of his worried mind he proudly considers it possible with his input.

His memories drift back: the metal massives cutting through the waves with their sharp noses, gliding along. On nights like this, he was invisible in the dark.

He would jump and cling briefly onto the side of the metal ship. Rare crevices and indents in the metal he would bury he clawed fingers in, and stalk around the portholes to take a peek inside.

Their sub nautical vessels had more of everything. More texture, more angles, more means of propulsion and protection. In comparison, human ships almost appeared bare to him, like a crustacean with the most unremarkable and newly formed chitin, marked by nothing but a rarely experienced scuffle; or perhaps an eroded rock that no life found itself perching upon.

But did those giants carry treasures!

Unlike what was generally known or observed of humans, what ended up in the ocean was an indication of life beyond just the theorised schedules and behaviours. Who had an unopened can of fruits with them? Who lost their embroidered coat? Who was the author of a drawing lost to the sea? What were the numerous orange cat phones?

Items like these carried character and mystery so alluring!

So Hound learned to stealthily follow around and scale the rare ships and boats to see where all of these treasures came from, although unlike this night, he never did it under a stormy sky. Never had a ship begun to sink, either.

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A mammal's skin felt so unlike what he yet got to touch! Not stiff, like his cartilage, yet not as smooth as the gelatinous surface of a sea jellie. Their hands look like they've seen work.

The sea calls him to retreat, but Hound spends his last few minutes on the surface hunching over and squinting: their eyes are still under the eyelids, and their lips gave grown blue and skin — pale; he stalled on having them be left slumbering at the water's edge.

In a few moments after the sun has finally touched their cheeks, the colour gathers on them — a most positive sign of their blood still flowing. And suddenly, like the breeze itself had brought a faintest sound, he heard a groan, originating unmistakably from beneath him.

With a jolt, and dropping them rather unceremoniously, Hound all by jumped back in the ocean. Waves splashed together above him, and the space around now locked into the serene quietness of the ocean, and nothing else was heard. The water filtered through him like a roaring current, and yet it felt that he could not inhale enough as he recalled how their eyes only began to open.

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Hound half-listens when the one called Sea-Witch speaks to him the terms of his deal — tail split in two in favour of a pair of prosthetic limbs; how to sustain himself his bottom would be encased in that armour, like a man half-built.

Not unheard of it was, of course, but any self-respecting scientist would deem the proposed methods dubious and undeniably dangerous.

In a dark and remote cave he found them, where the volcanic formations layered one atop the other, twisting this terrain into a wiggled maze; the red polyps thriving in the heat of the hydrothermal vents, outstretching like a palm leaf, and so many of them were there that the deeper he went the less light there was. It was a place many knew stood, but few sought, as why else would one carry a title of the Sea-Witch in not for a warning? With no directions, no

And should the object of his affection not be willing or unable to find a way to help upkeep this construct — it will inevitably be rejected by his flesh, and he will remain helpless, abandoned by both sea and land, he hears them continue.

In return the Sea-Witch asks for his translator and he gives it up eagerly. Their eyes are many and they shine with an indiscernible emotion as they tell him they know he'll be back to ask to be able to swim in the sea again, that none but them would be able to stitch his tail back to its function, and then he'll be forever in their debt.

When the dawn comes that day, Hound wakes up with a burden in his chest and a splitting pain in his lower half.

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Metal prosthetics are heavy and sturdy, holding his weight up diligently, but his newly acquired joints ache. When he stands in the shallow waters on an unfamiliar shore, he feels nothing akin to a gentle touch of a wave — the feeling is empty and flat, more a suggestion than an experience, and Hound finds himself longing for it.

But then the human shows up, and the smile on their face and the sound of their voice is sweet and soothing, like a sea rocking him in its arms and singing him deep lullabies, and Hound finds that whatever wound starts forming in his heart at the memory of his home heals itself in their presence.

His scales aren't as smooth above fhe water, and he finds he needs to cover himself with a protective lotion more often than not — lest they begin to flake. Hound isn't human — just humanoid. He, who now stands on two mechanical legs, can feel the breeze and the sun just like humans do, even if his hearing is impaired and his joints hurt more and more day by day. Whatever was done to him — maybe magic, but more likely incomprehensible to him science was wearing itself thin.

He was lucky he was found by them, and even beyond lucky that the reaction they had didn't happen to escalate into something that would compromise him.

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He wishes he could understand them. Without a translator, all of the human's words are hopelessly lost to the melody of their voice, and he can't make his mouth approximate the sounds of their language to even try expressing his thoughts. Only at that point does Hound think back to the one called Sea-Witch briefly: would they have anticipated the barrier in communication that would form once Hound has parted with his device? Did they need the translator for their own purposes? Or to make sure he fails? Or both?

Whatever the answer may be, and however bitter the feeling is, it doesn't really matter now, Hound reasons.

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Time after time they attempt to tend to his legs. Hound can't discern what they speak, yet sits patiently when they take time to inspect the properties of the construction — it's metal, partially circuitry, partially hydraulics, and the rest happens to be beyond him. He wouldn't dare to pry open this set-up, of course. Maybe a creature small like them from their perspective would see something he missed? Maybe this person happens to be an engineer in their own human life? He wishes he could ask.

The repeated search yields no results to their liking, it seems. Human body language is so expressive, Hound thinks, with all the pants and exhales and sighs that leave their lungs, they would have raised a storm of bubbles underwater. And in those bubbles fish would play…

He fantasises about it more than a creature in his position should, perhaps. Humans can't go underwater, and their lungs aren't built for it. The few divers he happened to observe from far away, have relied on the bulky weight of oxygen tanks. This accommodation, he supposes, is justifiable. What are his bought legs but an accommodation tool for the terrain he isn't built for? Wouldn't there be a joy to be had in trying? Maybe they couldn't swim as swiftly as him, maybe they couldn't breathe underwater or even hold their breath for a time that would matter, maybe the pressure deeper in wouldn't suit them.

He would help — he is so ready to! If he ever returns, that is.

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He does wish at times he was more like the human who visits him, or suitable to their stature at least. It's inconvenient to try to take in their features as a person of his height, as it is even harder to make it subtle. But when he brings his face closer to theirs to look in their eyes — they don't seem to mind. So he does it again. And again. And until they all but lay in his embrace, until when they breathe he can feel the faintest touch of warm air on his skin — he does so. But never further. He keeps himself content with looking at them, deep in thought.

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One of his most prized possessions back in the ocean was a human book. Clearly handbound, it held up well to his and others’ surprise. Even wet and salt'd, what they figured out to be an oil based ink clung stout to the paper, which was, perhaps, the weakest part of the entire piece.

How sad, he thought back then, when something so fundamental as pages erode away. The ink won't wash, but chip away, the waxed linen threads will hold on tight, but all that is around them will slip into obscurity.

One day, he sees the human write something in a book that maybe lacked the same intricacy that the one he had, but was a book nonetheless.

He pointed at it. Gently, almost shy of his own movement he laid his hand on the page. The human, after a few short moments of contemplation, shifted where they sat, and suddenly Hound found himself with the book on his metallic lap. He notices the left page covered in sporadic notes, indiscernible from his height, and as he trails his gaze along to the empty page on the right, he feels them open his fingers to put their tiny stylus into.

He turns his head. They say something. He stares. They giggle and gesture in a way he sees as welcoming to an empty page.

At first, he wrote his name. It's a script different from the one on the left in many ways, but deep down there's a flutter of hope in him that maybe they happen to know it. But they just stare curiously at it, take their finger to it, clearly trying to tell the symbols apart, maybe grasp the grammar. Of course not.

So, clumsily, he draws a datapad. An approximation of a base. His favourite fish.

The way their face lights up is worth a thousand broken pencils, and this activity continues long into the evening, until the pages are done and Hound's spine aches, until the human begins to shiver in the wind and swat at a few insects.

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He sees their eyes glowing from under the water surface at night. Those like him. Some he knows, some he does not. Those unfamiliar to him would look upon his form with an intensity unmatched, but they wouldn't utter a word. Time would pass, and they would leave, and so quite were they that if he could sleep as easily as he used to, Hound would consider them remnants of a fleeting dream.

Those he knows — they speak to him. Their voices carry tongue he hasn't heard in cycles, but their words are filled with pain and worry. They tell him to leave and seek a person who can help, a mer or a human, doesn't matter. They tell him to hurry. Some break and judge his apparent incision and apathy.

He smiles gently, cups their faces, touches their shoulders, as he kneels in the cold water where they meet him. He assures them that it will turn out alright, and with a sad smile he shuts down their requests to abandon the human that visits him. Their tails beat foam in the water, and they beg him still, until the dawn begins to shine. Only then they retreat.

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Today the human stayed much later than they usually do. They huddled close to him, cloaked in a warm sheet. They held his clawed hand — and oh they are so small against him. Their face contorts into emotion that Hound hopes is worry, but fears is disgust: day by day his scales shelk, and no doubt his body has lost its colour alongside its lustre.

Before he uttered his agreement back then, the Sea-Witch left him with a parting gift of a question — why? In that moment Hound thought to himself briefly, remembering the eyes of the person who nearly found their rest amidst the bottom dwellers — it was the first time he saw a human up close. Now when they lay across from him so close, he sees that shine again, a body full of life, a head full of knowledge, and all they've shown him, and all he discovered for himself — the songbirds, the flowers, the bound books, the sound of surface music, the soft and warm touch of a body when they suddenly lay a comforting palm on his cheek and it feels like an embrace yet to be given. It's curiosity that brought him here. And while, regrettably, he can't tell the stories of what he's found out, of what he thinks and feels, he doesn't regret it.

So he closes his eyes in content even when their hand slithers back to their side.

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He was so sure he wouldn't open them again. His body broke out into a fever the next morning, and that brought upon him the weakness and hurt he didn't think possible.

The human cried, he heard faintly, as if the kilometres of water laid above him again, and it was only his head and legs that were on fire. He felt every bone back then, it seemed, and the seam along which his tail was once split felt akin to a metallic zipper on human clothes.

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He would awake weakened and bruised, but alive, in what he could only describe as a tub, sunlight pouring through the large open window. He was feeling much lighter than he remembers being in this last short little while.

Looking down at his legs, he instead finds a tail again — pale and sickly-looking, stitched and held together by the methods unknown to him; and the shock he experiences could only be rivalled by the pain shooting through him when he involuntarily jolts, and fear that mayhaps the Sea-Witch did get to him after all.

But with his gasps the water fills his lungs, and he feels himself grow calmer. And there must be chemicals put into this liquid, for the fluttering of his heart and his fins would otherwise be unrestricted.

Outside the glass wall he sees a room, clearly fit for a science team. A bit away, he sees a docking pool and the water splashing in it, and the grumpy gaze of another mer like him staying away from the bigger commotion.

Lastly, he sees his human, and past that the sound and visuals are a blur, as with a child-like joy he realises that he understands them. They talk out of breath at him about all that transpired, they apologise for involving the team of scientists they knew, they express relief that he's alive, they apologise again and again, and they speak so sincerely Hound isn't sure they know he can understand them yet. He gently touches the part of his skull where the translator would have been attached — and sure enough, it's slightly sore with the presence of a newly installed apparatus. No doubt that's what that lone mer was here for.

They speak and speak, and their voice flows in and through him with so much meaning, and the sheer comprehension of it is making his head spin. They haven't left, and just like he has them, they sought him out.

So when his tail grows back, marked with a scar, when his scales lay even again, when his soul and consciousness settle from their flutter, when he eventually gets acclimated to the ocean waters once more and swims in it, he knows they will meet again.

In the moment, out of breath, they ask, and he eagerly tells them his name. Smiling, they tell him theirs. And in the sunlit glory of the water their face shone bright.

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#i may one day revisit and rewrite this one #i may be anxious about it #but it is also nice to practice writing again #maccadams #mer!hound #tf g1 #transformers fanfiction #merformers #sonne rambles

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goldkirk · 4 months

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I think I’m finally writing a story fam

#it’s not hymn or any od the others #it’s a new one that needs to come out first #or at least part of it does #it may or may not end up on ao3 it depends on if it Fucks Me Up like Latchkey did or not #and if it feels too weird or anything #I’m gonna give a disclaimer now that it’s an expression inspired by child grooming so if that’s a no go for you please be aware #I won’t be graphic but it’s me so it WILL be emotional I hope #and I do have good news on the other fics…can’t write hymn yet but the vibes are getting closer #and I can’t write freakin me out yet but I’m guaranteeed to have a medical hyperfixation again every year or two so that’s just a matter of #time.#but ghostbusters? accidental necromancer Tim drake? the vibes are creeping closer #they return for about two glorious minutes every 17 business days now #so stay tuned for that #katie writes things

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spectacular-supernova · 3 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PRESIDENT OF TONARI CLUB!

I, uh, m-made something f-for you.

Know that I'm totally embarrassing my ass over here, so... Don't laugh loud enough that I can hear you from over here!

Aaaaaand now, per Lyndis tradition, I'm gonna overexplain shits and turn a simple Ask into a whole ass Ramble!

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If you're short-sighted, try removing your glasses or contact lenses and look at this picture. I just did and it's suddenly even prettier!

I actually planned to draw your Sonicsona at first. And then I realized I deadass couldn't even draw Base Sonic. Then I thought I should draw a mole. I realized I also couldn't draw a mole. I thought I should just go for the easiest shit and draw ToFu. I realized I could not draw either one of them, too.

Because I cannot draw, I cheat! I mean I turn things into shapes (chiefly triangles, though not all of them) and then color them and hope that something shows up. This is me using this scientific /+ philosophical concept called Emergence.

No, I didn't just say THAT to sound like I have a technique of any kind, trust. It's so totally a technique—my very productive ass told me.

I remember you saying your favorite color is something like pink, blue, and stuff? It was from that tag game from last year. Hence, I decided I should create a context so I could draw an obscene amount of pink and blue.

If I'm being honest, it took me less than a millisecond to come up with the exact context—Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom is abundantly blue.

And since I always wanted to sneak ToFu in, I thought I would make a purplish-pink dusk. And then I will sneak those stargazing two in.

Come on. Everyone knows those ToFu panels. Even someone like me, who had not seen that part of the manga yet, knows.

Bless Tonari for being so relaxing to color.

HOWEVER! Fushi's limited-ass color presented a big problem for my cheat-drawing. How many combinations of "white" can you even make before you zoom out and see... nothing?! So I basically sabotaged them. That's what you get for being difficult, you mopey, neck-crick-possessing, fragile-enough-to-be-blown-by-the-wind cutie doofus.

I made up the color of their pants. I didn't even refer to their Nameless Boy drip when I decided on the color. I assed that part.

Yes. I admit I put a shit ton of effort into coloring Zelda. This version of Zelda is my kin, you know. Anyway, I like the way her, uh, shirt turned out.

I also like how the Master Sword turned out, but there was so much blue I ended up requiring outlines to distinguish it from Link's shirt and the sky. Told ya I have no technique or skill. I cheat through and through

I was too lazy to draw those sky islands. Besides, the ToTK side is already saturated with details.

What the fuck issa "proportion?" Everyone's head is an orange. The difference, Nova, is whether it's a Mandarin Orange or an Orange.

I don't know if I overdid Dinraal's draconic mane. It looks like she's wearing a wig. At least she is different from how she initially looked—a red tapeworm outfitted with chicken legs.

I admit I put more effort than any Past Me would have into Dinraal because a certain mutual is very, ah, particular about dragons.

Drawing two of your favorite ships for their show of devotion was a completely deliberative choice on my end. Did you also realize that both Link and Fushi had a short, small, low ponytail and that both Zelda and Tonari had similar hair? I believe it's due to me hitting my drawing skill limitation.

There is actually an Easter Egg of some sort in this picture. It's not the ugly doodle thing, no. That thing is me. I'm not an Easter Egg; I'm a ghost.

I'm not telling you what that Easter Egg is. I'm fine with it never being discovered; it'd be like those secret levels in old video games.

But if you DID discover it, come tell me what you think it is!

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I hope you like it enough! Instead of it giving you a migraine, that is. Surely my """art"""... doesn't require a trigger warning... right?

Have a good one, mai bruzha!

---Lyn

A RAMBLE FROM YOU LYN IS THE BEST POSSIBLE BRITHDAY PRESENT I COULD HAVE EVER RECEIVED!!!! COUPLED WITH ART BY YOU????? AND OF MY FAVORITE FELLAS????? What did I deserve to be so blessed ;A; 💕💕💕

I’ll spare us all a little extra scrolling on my part by adding that read more you were fretting about, I have my own ramble upcoming!

I KNOW YOURE ON YOURSELF ABOUT NOT BEING ARTISTIC OR WHATEVER BUT THIS IS ART!!! AND DAMN GOOD ART TOO!!!!!!! This is!!!!!!!!!!! I want this made into stained glass I want to make this the permanent window to me bed roOM LYN THIS IS AMAZING THIS IS ALMOST CERTAINLY GOING DOWN AS ONE OF MY FAVORITE ART STYLES!!!! There’s no such thing as cheating in art, it’s all art!!! “Cheating” is a style, no technique is a style!!! I should know I have none either, hehe -w-‘ your art may be some type of cubism? Hehe idk I’m not an art student :3 Either way this is absolutely gorgeous I’m in LOVE!!!

It’s so creative and well done and I LOVE your eye for detail, the lighting is inspired!!!! Like the way the sun hits the space behind Zelda is so pretty, AND ZELDA IS SO PRETTY!!!!!! EVERYRHING IS SO PRETTY, I CANT FOCUS ON ONE THING BECAUSE I KEEP JUMPING BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN ALL THE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT IT (every thing, every last detail!!! Is that a little you in the middle? Is that the Easter egg???? I could just pick you up and pat your little head!!! 😭 I know you don’t love hugs but that’s how I’ll be standing if you’re ever ready for one!!!)

I should slow down maybe and pick a few things to focus on BUT I JUST CANT I LOVE IT ALL!!!! The two scenes just blend so well into one another that my eyes are just naturally being drawn back and forth between both of the scenery! Dinraal, who turned out AMAZIING BY THE WAY, ABSOLUTELY NOT OVERDONE, if anything I’m so glad you had fun working on her!!! She’s so gorgeous!!!! I bet your friend is so so proud of how well she looks!!! Oh but anyway, Dinraal naturally leads my eyes over to the sun/moon (and the 24, hehe, thank you!!! /)//(\ Your memory is astounding!!), which have their own beautiful rays of light leading down onto the adorable couples 😭 I love love LOVE the moonlight leading down onto Tonari and Fushi, and the fact that she’s pointing at it too like she can almost reach it? Beautiful! Gorgeous!!! And it just leads my eyes down to them too, there’s just such a natural circular flow here, no wonder I keep getting caught in a loop of admiration! 😁

The blues and the pinks, and the stars on the ToFu side!!! I just noticed them and they’re everything to me!!!! Hahaha I’m so glad Tonari was relaxing to color hehe, same for me, something about her is just so lovely and calming when she’s relaxed 🥰 As for Fushi’s colors, I didn’t notice! Even after you pointed it out it looks good to me! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ this is from someone who never references colors though, I’m so loosey goosey about everything -w- BUT YOUR SOLUTION TO YOUR PROBLEM WAS GREAT, THEIR SHAPE IS VERY VISIBLE AND EASY TO MAKE OUT hehe :3 I love their crossed little legs 🥰

Zelda being your kin is so good to know hehe, I’ve always been drawn to all versions of Link myself! I think we’ve been perfectly set up to “play dolls” with these characters in the future, so to speak! Aaaahh they can’t have been easy to draw, there’s a reason I almost never dabble in drawing those two and their intricate outfits, but you make it look effortless!!! Zelda’s shirt turned out amazing, and I’m stuck looking at her little triangle braids!!!! I don’t know why I’m so fixated on that it’s just adorable!!! 😭💕 What a lovely technique, man, I’m so enchanted! AND THE MASTER SWORD, I know you called it cheating BUT I LOVE THE LINE WORK, it makes the sword stand out, almost like you lined that specific part with some sort of melted gold??? Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!

This is gorgeous and beautiful in every which way and thank you!!!! For everything!!! For this beautiful drawing and for giving me a chance to ramble and giving me something gorgeous to look at for the rest of my day, and for indulging in both of my silly little ships /)//(\ I’m so glad I don’t need glasses because I love every inch of your art, thank you thank you THANK YOU!!!!! Gosh it’s so so so lovely 😭💕 you’re so lovely!!!!

I don’t know how to say goodbye so I guess I’ll just say good night for now! Thank you for thinking of me… I’ll have a wonderful day, so long as you promise me you’ll have a wonderful night along side me 🥰

Goodnight, Mai Bruzha!

- Nova

#Lyn the Zelda Kin (I’ll come up with a better tag some day I PROMISE 💕 haha!!!)#Friend Rambles 💕💕💕#long post #IM SO STOKED YOU HAVE NO IDEA AAAHHHHHHHHHH KICKING MY FEET #I’m typing the tags before I actually type the main body heehee I’m gonna jump over the moon!!!!!#and thank you for the letter too I’ve been rereading it! I’ve been getting back into writing letters of my own and wow!!!#the quality of yours are amazing!! I may have to take a note or two on how to craft a good one that one was amazing!! and thank you :’)#ok editing: this nova back after her ramble in the body text #I’m sorry for how disjointed this all looks! I kind of tackled my response based on where I was looking at at any given time #and I wanted to get my reply back before you hit the sheets for the night!!! still it took me some time but I hope I made it!!!#ahhh Lyn I hope you rest well! I’m going to have an amazing birthday and you’re a contributing factor in that my friend.. Mai Bruzha!!!#I know for a fact I’m forgetting details too like just the fact that I love the idea of Tonari and Fushi chilling at night #chatting and looking at the stars and enjoying each other’s company. my favorite scenes of them are always them shrouded in darkness and #covered in some sort of fireside lighting I just!!!!!! they’re so good in the dark thank you for drawing them at night #they are a moon couple to me… and ZeLink is a sun couple to me like idk how you got all these details DOWN about me! maybe we see the world #similarly :3 good to know I have someone in the world who sees them the way I do 😁#aahhhh I’ll let you get off to sleep now dear friend!!! and thank you again! thank you thank you thank you!!!!#this is truly shaping up to be the best birthday ever!

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thealatvs · 8 months

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tldr dante’s greatest enemy has always been himself

#devil may cry #dmc #vd #verdan #spardacest #dmc dante #dmc vergil #dante devil may cry #vergil devil may cry #ofc dante knows vergil can smile but hes never been able to make it right #and boy genius dante doesnt want to admit he cant draw it #a fucked up headcanon i have is that dante gradually begins forgetting the specifics of vergils features over the years #(based of one of my ocs LOL)#pre dmc3 to dmc1 he avoided thinking about vergil including drawing him because he didnt want to dwell on his memories #he finally decided to face them sfter realizing his memories are getting blurrier and blurrier #after all hed rather rip his heart open again and again then completely lose vergil #from post dmc2 to pre dmc5 dante never drew vergils face #he has excuses but the real reason is he doesnt want to admit hes forgetting vergil #i might write a short companion piece to this one day… if i feel up to it…

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inkykeiji · 11 days

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#tw clari overshares #i really need to start making new friends on here and being more active #but the issue is just the mere *thought* of that fucking terrifies me #just typing out that single sentence has my heart pounding and my hands shaking and my stomach churning #i really wish i was kidding or over-exaggerating #i want so badly to make new friends and be active in a little community on here again #but i’m so so so scared #(of what?????????? of what!!!!!!!!!!!)#bring me back to 2020 clari who talked to people despite the anxiety and was so damn active and was having an absolute blast!!!#what happened to her!!!!!#she got really sick i guess #it’s crazy like sometimes i just scroll through my archive and i can SEE it #i can see myself getting sicker and sicker and withdrawing more and more #feeding into the fear and letting it win #and now i’m here #in this hole that i’m going to have to claw myself out of IN SPITE OF the terror i feel #i miss being a part of this community so much #i miss being able to post little drabbles willy nilly and not having breakdowns over them not being perfect #NOT obsessing over my own work and flaws it may have #i miss having fun #YES my writing is extremely important to me and YES i want to one day write for a living in some capacity #but since when did that mean i had to cut everyone off??? seclude myself in a protective little bubble???#the only person who can fix this is me #(obviously hahaha)#it’s about time i put on my big girl pant(ie)s and faced that fear head on #i’m so sick of it dominating and controlling so much of my life #why did i let it take something so fucking important to me???#i have to end it!!!#if u got this far in the tags: thank you and i’m sorry for venting #i just feel like i NEED to say this

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ace-malarky · 18 days

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The fact that I've already finished three of the five prompt pieces that I normally take two months to do is uhhh

Well. Interesting? Fun? Work's been riveting, I assure you

But like yeah actually kinda digging how nice it's been this month

Almost suspiciously nice but uhhh we're not gonna poke that

#fuck knows what I'm going to do in may #the editing stuff is so much more to carry around lmao #talkin' malarky #i could probably just start on the next set but i was going to take the summer off for the mildly-inevitable burn out and travelling hijinks #chances are also high i will finish the fourth one today #what then. pick up the unfinished scenes? what a wild concept #not a bad one tho lmao #i think not travelling about so much has helped #may and june both have trips planned so idk #I'll take the smaller notebook i think #which is way more of a mess than this one but I'm gonna get it filled and then we can start again haha #it's been going since 2017 i think i saw??#i do not write notes in it very often these days evidently

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arthur-r · 29 days

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as usual i am up late into the night planning my future when i should be: getting a good nights sleep so that i even have a future!!

#i have work in seven and a half hours. so i should really be getting to bed #BUT i officially made my final definitive degree plan!!!! i mean not the actual classes but all the requirements i have to meet and how!!#(in order to earn: history and information science double major. with certificates in material culture and classics)#and i’m genuinely excited for every single class i have to take except for human-computer interaction #just cause i know it’s gonna get overly technical in ways that won’t quite apply to my future #anyway every single other thing i’m gonna do is very cool and exciting. so everything is good really #but i should be sleeping. and i’m not. as usual 🤧#idk wish me luck!!!! i’m so hyped about my degree plan though #i’ll go into more detail another time. i’m very excited #ANYWAY goodnight!!!! can’t be so busy planning my future in library science that i DONT GO TO MY SHELVING JOB #kind of important to actually go to work for the library that employs me….#and then i might go see a first-printing roget’s thesaurus!!!! or i’ll sleep. we’ll see #followed by lunch with GUY WHO IS THE WORST KILL HIM WITH HAMMERS #(there is nothing really wrong with me he just keeps kind of being mean to me and also expecting me to fall in love with him. but like #extremely passively and not manipulatively it’s just like. hey buddy you’re doing this friendship wrong….)#anyway then i have a class and after that i have an hour to rest. and then a phone call and then a lot of homework #(ten page paper draft due in a week and a half!! so it’s time to start writing the actual body of it)#and then i sleep for a LONG time and then work again on saturday. and then sleepover with somebody i have a crush on??#and then be normal all day on sunday and do a little more paper writing. and programming homework. and whatever else #and then keep up with the slog for three weeks!!!! and all of a sudden it’s summer!!!!#projects left this year: material culture paper (entirely unstarted. but may research the thesaurus and just win!!!!)#history project (draft due the monday after next and real paper due a week after classes end)#one more programming assignment where i adapt my recipe doubler project (probably. it’s getting stupid at this point but it’s what i got!!)#and a programming test in two weeks and then the final a week after that. then no more programming #and then i just have my weekly latin tests and a latin final on may 5th. and then EVERYTHING IS DONE #ok i got this. sorry for walking through my schedule in the tags it’s how i remember what’s real #can’t believe my fucking partner just kind of walked out on me there hello???? like. we should be powering through finals together #but i’m genuinely better off without him so i guess it’s just whatever. trash took itself out or something??#anyway. i’m so regular. and i have work in the morning. and i’m going to sleep #thank you world. goodnight

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theloveinc · 1 year

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Ok at this point like . How are we feeling about other people adding shit onto your posts?

#LMFAO NOT A VAGUE NOT HOSTILE #my therapist just keeps telling me to remove ‘but’ from my vocabulary so I can acknowledge when things are hurtful but may be unreasonable #to be upset about #but I’m just wondering bc I stopped doing that when it seemed like people got a little miffed about permission and asking and first and stuf #but now I feel like we’re doing it again #and idk how to feel #adding our own thoughts I mean #esp when the person doesn’t follow me and I really like their writing and wish they did #they followed me on ihb like two days before I switched blogs #and just didn’t ever follow me here #which I’m not expecting ofc no one has to follow anyone #but recently I’ve felt a little like :( bc I feel kinda disconnected from other writers #and have lost some other moots I liked too and idk why #idk and it’s a ME problem to be sensitive #but it’s on my mind (and it’s on my mind? idk)#anyway lol #just a lil ranty rant #caitie blabs

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vaguely-concerned · 1 year

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this is a great video essay that puts into words some stuff I've been trying to express for a long time around why I tend to find a lot of mainstream (English-language mainly) reinterpretations of Scandinavian folklore and Norse mythology hmm... at best tedious and at worst actively alienating and annoying, while also being fair to the realities of triple A game development and the legitimate writing reasons that the studio chose to structure the game/story the way they did. if you just want to hear some cool things about scandinavian folklore and myths and see some banging art, it's also a good time that way!

#shit it's på norsk #after having to suffer marvel's version of norse myth I have lost all patience for having the stories I grew up with #told back to me worse without all the stuff that actually makes it what it is #this goes for pretty much all mainstream 'viking media' for me honestly #Youtube #there's so much actually incredibly cool material to work with and yet they always choose the most boring road lmao #one day I may have to write a fantasy novel based on voluspå just to process all my previous disappointments #it's got it all! it's got the frame narrative! the dramatic irony! a dead seeress who's real pissed about being woken up in the morning!#and she gets pretty bitchy about it and it's great!#it's got odin being forced to grapple with his ultimate fear: the fact that he can't control everything #(to my mind odin has always been a slightly... not pathetic exactly but pitiable figure. he's so scared all the time. everything he does #he does out of fear because he knows what's coming and he's willing to be cruel and break the codes of society to stop it. and he won't)#but no no give me cain and abel in horned helmets again it's fine

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blue-bird-lamentation · 1 year

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Looking at some screenshots from accomplice vs golden ending (or bad vs good endings, in general) I noticed that in the first case Yosuke is the last element in the group to speak, while in the second case he is the first one (and he really does not have much to say cause he knows they’ll meet in the future):

In bad endings, Yosuke is the last person to speak. He thanks the main character for the help, yet the vibes are just depressing and sad. The fog wasn’t lifted, the real culprit wasn’t caught (or they believe they caught him but it wasn’t the right person. tbh it gets more disturbing in the accomplice ending case, because the main character found the truth, but he decides to hide it from the others and to reject it (by burning the piece of evidence), and, Yosuke’s words will hit harder “You really helped us out with lots of stuff. Thanks, partner.” <- Yosuke always there, making me feel bad every single time i try to reach Adachi - rightfully tbh), no Dojima nor Nanako nor Teddie there at the station. It’s all gloomy, everyone is sad...because of Nanako’s situation, because of their own actions (if they kill Namatame they kinda do the same he did, manipulated by the killer, and in the name of self proclaimed “Justice” <- Nanako’s arcana, which is just revenge and has severe consequences), and/or a feeling of uselessness because the mystery wasn’t solved. No one runs for the train (the mood is really heavy, and the fog also reduces the visibility).

In the good endings, Yosuke is actually the first one to talk and... he does not even have much to say. He had previously said that he wouldn’t even saying goodbye, cause Yu/Souji would be probably come visit them soon. The mystery was solved, the sky is clean, Dojima Nanako and Teddie are there too, and even if saying goodbye is hard, they all feel like their bonds are strong and that their friendship is stronger than ever. It’s a sad moment but with happy tones, and they will surely meet again (the same won’t probably happen in the bad endings, because even if not revealed to them, the fog will spread and everyone will become shadows).

Yosuke’s expression is kinda similar in both cases, but knowing what has happened in the bad endings gives another meaning to his expression in the bad ones (it also makes me think about the scene where he catches Yu/Souji coming from the TV at Junes, after visiting Adachi, because it begs the question of how much does Yu/Souji trusts the team).

Yu/Souji’s stare is a bit different in both cases, looking more relaxed and calm in the good scenario, although in the bad ending he seems to be staring with some kind of affection (like, appreciation for their friendship and for believing in him, even if, in the accomplice ending he basically fucked everything up).(well, truth be told, they decided to recycle this part for every bad ending, so Yu/Souji will always look like that, being it his belief that Namatame is the killer or his hidden secret about Adachi. And the team looks the same, be it because of the unfortunate circumstances, or because they may feel Yu/Souji might have been hiding something <- which also reminds me how in many game options Yosuke keeps reminding him that he should not be the one carrying all the weight of the investigation and he should trust the team too)The accomplice ending final scene even adds an Adachi roaming aimlessly (or purposely crossing the line when the train Yu/Souji’s in is passing), and it is terrifying, kinda creepy (tbh it felt like he had became a shadow at that point and that he had been able to cross the line without being caught by the train because of that...at least it was what i felt first time watching it).He is waiting for the world as they know to simply end, and even if Yu/Souji decided to burn the piece of evidence, he does not even care about him as a person.On the other hand, completing his social link in a good ending route rewards you with a letter from him (and he calls Izanami bitch in the final final final final battle <3 certified Adachi moment).You can take his words however you want, but it feels like he truly appreciated the times he spent with Dojima, Nanako and Yu/Souji, even if he would still rather see the world burn than try to improve as a person. It does not mean he becomes a better person afterwards, but i guess he understands the concern some people still had for him, which is something he does no feel with Yu/Souji betraying everything he fought for until that moment (also cause going accomplice route is giving up the world, basically).On a final note, I also love how Dojima’s dialogue at the end (before leaving the house) changes depending on which bad ending the player gets, and how his questions are so on point, as if he was acting like some kind of conductor for the player to reflect on their choices.

#persona 4 golden spoilers #persona 4 spoilers #includes the good ending and accomplice ending #having a brainrot about this #i shamelessly did the accomplice ending the other day #not cool but at the same time the OST was so right and the final scene is just perfect...sorry for being kinda obsessed with it #anyways the good true golden ending is amazing i am glad they see each other again. yosuke is happy which is good #but hmmm. i spent 1 hour or more in call with a friend talking about this and now i decided to write this instead of sleeping #sorry for any spelling mistakes i just had to take a portion of my brainrot out of my head #p4g spoilers #p4 spoilers #feel free to comment or add. these are just some of my thoughts #i personally think the bad endings have not that much detail to them but i still like some of the differences between them.#and i especially love they added the accomplice and let you max the SL while saying in your face that you fucked up this time #not even Adachi rewards you anything special. yu gets his number so he can control him #the dialogue was so good tho...#also sorry for how messy this text may look/be #i messed up with the post format and i don't wanna copy and put the pictures again so i had to add the ones at the beginning #in order to be able to post ( i suck at this)#long post

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