#the only thing tripping me up/tripping up the theory is the outfits

[saltpepperbeard]

#OFMD #OFMD Season 2 #OFMD S2 Spoilers #Gentlebeard #Blackbonnet #Edward Teach #Stede Bonnet #Edit #HEAR ME OUT LMAO #my knee-jerk reaction to seeing stede icing his cheek was 'oh god this baby got decked/into some sort of fight didn't he' #But THEN I processed him being like 'Great to see us all together here again' #And noticed Fangy in the foreground #And was like hmmMMmmMMmmM #Because that makes me think it's very early on into the two crews being reunited #And THEN I WAS LIKE WAIT... #DID HE GET HEADBUTTED ON THAT SAME SIDE LMAO #AND SURE ENOUGH #the only thing tripping me up/tripping up the theory is the outfits #but maybe like #he changed out of his red fleet outfit back into the only other outfit he had laying around??? #aka the same end of s1/beginning of s2 outfit? #IDK MAN #IT'S SIMPLY INCH RESTING

[crustyfloor]

Link to the translated Q&A Vivinos and Qmeng had recently.

....Guess that means it'll be very long (hopefully) and very good? honestly just scared for what round 7 will bring, it's probably gonna be the last round in the series, and with all the tension buildup this'll be stressful i assume

Yeah, Luka was set to be a popular figure from the jump, there was no way his trick with the Sua imitation was more than just a power trip (Or just a genuine mental break on Mizi's part). because either way with the way Mizi was holding herself up during round 5, she stood 0 chance against him.

Luka, just like the others doesn't actually have real control over his position in Alien stage. So in order to set that boundary for himself and others he uses his presence and the stage because, in any other context, he is simply just a tool and a frail (old) man. (And he has in-universe stans how beautiful)

More Luka lore please vivinos....

Kinda glad this got changed, because imagine this cute guy gradually turning into the Ivan we know now and then doing the shit he did in round 6? then doing the dream face reveal showing that he never truly changed, he just had a mask on. that shit would be 10x more devastating (even though the way it is now is just as devastating) Ivan and Luka twins (scary stuff but quite intriguing, even now they're still quite similar in some ways)

And Sua has been queen since birth love her. she keeps winning.

Augh...it is true though. Aliens and humans are just far to vast in traits to relate to each other on such a level, this reminds me of Mizi and Guardian Shine. Guardian Shine might've been the only guardian shown in the alien stage cast to actually be kind. She even seemed to be crying when she had to send Mizi away to go to Anakt(?). I find it kinda sweet though, that the ones who do actually care really show it and try even if they can't understand their pets that well.

But I also like the more grim side to it, because when you don't understand something specifically another being in this case you're less likely to have sympathy for it. Humans and Aliens don't have any relatable traits so whatever these aliens do to the humans whether for self-pleasure or such. And lab-mice? that confirms lab-rat theory. Alien stage crew were all just succesful experiments and the bad batch are kept behind for further testing i theorize. but its still pretty vague so we'll see. hopefully things get more grim ((

......What are you hiding Vivinos. (she rlly said do your homework....okay mum...i will catch you...)

A story about the death of close loved ones and how that can affect characters who are alive in the long run. im gonna throw up.

(NOT AGAIN WITH THE DEAD WIFE PARALLEL MIZI IS NOT HIS WIFE-)

"Ivan is the perfect man" 😭 I love the details of round 6 clothing so much, even I got that superior or dominating aura from Ivan when I first saw him in round 6 (💀) there wasn't really much to his outfit but the way he carried himself in it kinda just gave off that idea that he's the one in control here. but gradually, we can see that facade fade as he got more into his feelings the more he sang and sunk down to a level where he was most natural. eugh.....

#alien stage #alnst #qmeng #vivinos #alnst round 6 #alien stage ivan #alien stage till #alien stage sua #alien stage mizi #alien stage luka #kinda sad....no hyuna info...i wanted to hear about here ;<; #ivan i miss u come back home #till i miss u come back home the kids miss you too please #no questions to be seen about the april 5th kiss scene or till's feelings on ivan i wonder why

[lovelynim]

Nature's embrace

Genshin Impact - Albedo

A/N: This was such a bliss to write, huhuh, inspiration kicked just in time. Also, shout out for @ticklygiggles for showing me this fanart that gave me the idea for this fic's plot. Also, huge thanks for @eliankrios for sponsoring this work!

Summary: During one of his expeditions to explore nature, Albedo runs into a unique kind of plant.

Word count: 2096 words

This was definitely not the kind of specimen Albedo hoped to find during his field trip. Certainly, it was an interesting discovery - given its unique features - but it would be best to study this plant if he wasn’t about to become its prey… Wait, was “prey” the right term to use here?

Albedo looked down at his limbs, studying his predicament more carefully. Despite lacking (or, at least, seeming to lack) a nervous system, the plant could control each of its vines skillfully. Its movements were… precise, almost calculated. Albedo could even be bold enough to suppose it was also studying him back, fiddling with some random parts of his outfit like if it was trying to find out what his clothes were. Interesting, Albedo noted mentally.

But there was no denying in the fact that the plant already seemed to understand what he was. The way the vines moved around Albedo’s limbs in a serpent-like motion and the surprisingly firm grip it kept on his body were what brought the theory that this plant was preying on him in the first place.

“I can’t reach my sword…” Albedo mumbled to himself in a rather calm tone, looking down to his things scattered around the tree - in which the plant’s main body seemed to be on. The alchemist let out a small sigh, knowing he would be lying to himself if he said he wasn’t interested in such peculiar flora. However, having the feeling that he would be molten into a puddle of nutrients and absorbed by the plant’s roots wasn’t exactly enticing his curiosity.

Albedo tilted his head back, leaning it against the bark. The alchemist looked up to his arms, moving his left wrist in circles and confirming, once again, that whatever this plant was up to, it didn’t seem like it was going to let him go.

“Perhaps it is a sentient specimen… It keeps fighting back my attempts to move away,” Albedo noted out loud, noticing that the vines entangled around his legs seemed to behave in the same way as the ones from above - a detail that only sparkled another question within his mind, after all, the plant seemed to be much bigger than he first expected.

Instead of multiple organisms working together to ensnare and feed off a larger prey, this actually was starting to look like one large being. Add to think vegetation would develop to this point… Albedo sighed, he really wished he could have discovered it in a different way.

Getting himself lost in thoughts and theories about his wild captor, Albedo could barely notice the shifts in his surroundings. It was only when one of the vines flicked against his cheek that the alchemist snapped back into reality, the sudden strange feeling catching his attention. Almost as if it was caressing him, the vine gently wiggled, leaving his skin coated with some kind of sticky substance. Maybe the sap?

Thankfully, Albedo thought, this wasn’t some kind of digestive fluid or acid. It didn’t feel like it was burning or provoking any kind of irritation on his skin, it was just… slightly cold. And sticky. Perhaps it was a substance the plant produced to avoid getting its vines dry. He would need to study that further later on.

That, of course, if he could free himself from whatever this plant had in store for him.

Albedo closed his eyes, ignoring the slightly annoying prodding against his cheek and focusing on using his elemental powers. Just carelessly releasing a burst would probably damage - and maybe even kill - this specimen, but if he could focus on producing just enough power to free one of his hands, then he could work his way out.

Still, he could be sure how his captor would react to such a thing. There was the slight chance that the vines would try to rip one of his limbs off his body, but this would also be a chance to find out if this thing had some sort of nervous system, after all.

A small, but bright orange glow started to come from his palm, spreading all the way to the tip of his fingers. Visualize it, Albedo, he thought, imagining some small, sharp rocks cutting the vine that kept his arm restrained above his head.

“H-huh?”

The feeling of something moving around his neck broke Albedo’s focus. One of the vines wrapped itself around his throat, but instead of trying to choke him - like he theorized - that tendril was… poking him?

Albedo narrowed his eyes, puzzled. He leaned his head to the side, trying to block the vine from moving around his neck, but being coated in the sap made it slip past his defenses, continuing to explore the new batch of skin it just found.

It felt… weird, or funny, if you will. Albedo unconsciously gritted his teeth inside his mouth while a confused look remained on his face. It felt like the vine was tracing the side of his neck, rubbing small circles against random spots. Just as Albedo was about to come up with another theory for this new behavior, the plant found its way to the golden star that rested on top of his adam's apple, flicking the tip of its tendril and making a surprised, high-pitched gasp escape Albedo’s lips.

“W-why did- pfft… agh, no,” the alchemist whined, using all his effort to suppress… a chuckle?  The alchemist clenched his hands into fists, pressing eyes shut in a vain attempt of ignoring that… strange sensation.

There was no logic behind such behavior. Could this be some kind of defense mechanism because he tried to use his elemental powers? Could this strange plant really think so further ahead as to decide to tickle its prey in a way to incapacitate them? But before Albedo could further analyze the plant, he felt another vine moving. This time, the plant wrapped it around his arm and swiftly made its way inside the sleeve of his coat.

This simply couldn’t be happening.

The corner of Albedo’s lips threatened to curl up in a smile as that damned vine began to prod at the middle of his underarm and as if that alone was not enough, the tendril around his neck continued to move, tracing the underside of Albedo’s jaw in a way that sent shivers down the alchemist’s spine. 

Albedo lowered his head and tried to pull his arms down, fighting the urge to smile that was building within himself. If this was, in fact, some sort of strategy to stop him from freeing himself, then all he needed to do was to focus. I can do it, Albedo told himself inside his head, putting up his best efforts to channel his attention away from the ticklish feeling.

The picture of sharp rock edges cutting the vines was harder to visualize, as if the image was getting blurry. Albedo pressed his lips shut, his breath hitching while the tendrils moved as they wished against his body.

The vine around his neck continued to explore each inch of skin that it could reach, stroking behind his ear, then down against the side of his neck and back under his chin. No matter how much Albedo tried to block it by moving his head and scrunching up his shoulder, that devious plant continued to find a way to slip past his defenses.

Of course, the one “attacking” his underarm was not far behind. For some reason, the sensation of it sneaking inside his coat made Albedo feel even more sensitive to its touch, feeling an electric sensation run from wherever it touched straight up to his brain. The vine wiggled against the middle of his hollow and even slid further to poke at the top of his ribcage - something that made Albedo want to crawl out of his skin and desperately jerk his arm down.

But even under all this stress, the alchemist felt like he was getting somewhere. He could feel a tiny stone forming above his palm, slowly taking the desired shape. The struggle, however, was to not get ahead of himself: if Albedo released that small amount of energy, he probably wouldn’t be able to damage the vines enough to free his arms and would have to start gathering it all over from zero. Steady, he told himself, feeling his body tremble with the quiet giggles that left his lips. Even if it was slow, there was still some progress and-

“Hnngh! N-nohoh! Gehehet out!” Albedo groaned, caught by surprise when another tendril started to move against his thigh. When did it even get there?!

Letting out a fit of laughter, the stone in Albedo’s palm shattered in a couple of tiny pieces that ended falling on top of his head. Great, there it goes with all his hard work, Albedo would’ve thought if he wasn’t busy laughing.

How could this thing even know which spot could disrupt his focus like that? Albedo tried to kick and pull his leg back, but this weird plant already had one of its vines wrapped around his ankle making sure he wasn’t going anywhere.

Albedo couldn’t resist any longer. Technically speaking, wasting his energy in resisting the urge to laugh would take him nowhere. The alchemist laid his head on the tree’s back and laughed - maybe this would be enough for the plant to let him go?

Sadly (or thankfully) it was the opposite. It seemed that the more he smiled, the more he giggled, the more enticed to go on the plant got. 

A fourth tendril crawled his torso, finding the opening between his shirt’s buttons and getting itself inside, quickly becoming part of Albedo’s demise as it tickled his stomach and chest.

The sensation of the sap against his bare skin made Albedo cringe, but he couldn’t get bothered by it for long as the tickling would soon take the room left in his brain. “Eheheh, l-leheheave me alohohone!” Albedo laughed, starting to blush a little.

If he had to name the worst one among his assaulters, it would definitely be the tendril tickling his leg. It kept wiggling back and forth between the back of his knee and under his thigh, pushing all the buttons to make Albedo utterly helpless and reduce him to a puddle of laughter.

At some point, Albedo somewhat wished this thing was actively trying to eat him. At least, he would be able to handle the situation or have his flight-or-fight response kicking in and making him more useful. 

For some reason, Albedo didn’t feel like he was in danger. It could be the effect of some sort of pollen to make it less likely that he would harm the plant, but he felt… like having fun? Of course, he didn’t even want to start to think about how embarrassing it would be to get rescued from such a situation, but at the same time… he thought there was no need to hurry to do so.

The rational part of his brain, however, couldn’t help but feel uneasy about this whole situation. If he continued to laugh and squirm because of the ticklish attack of the vines, he would, eventually, be too weak and tired to fight back. What if the plant revealed its true man-eating nature at such a point? What would he do?!

“A-agh, sohohomeone- ahahah, h-hehehelp me!!” Albedo cried out softly through his laughter. Just as he called for aid, he felt the vines moving a little faster, tickling him harder and more mercilessly, almost as if they were… punishing him for it? “AhahAHAH, o-okahahay! I’m sohohorry!!”

Just how helpless did he need to be to be begging for mercy to a plant? Still, Albedo let out a sigh of relief when it seemed to work. The vines eased the pressure against his skin and slowed down again, making Albedo think this was indeed some sort of playful creature that just wanted… to mess with him.

“Don’t worry, Albedo, help will arrive at the right moment,” Aether mused to himself. The traveler, sitting on top of a high branch, used one hand to hold the binoculars in front of his eyes while the free one swung and twirled mid air, almost as if he was a puppeteer pulling the strings… case in point. “For now, let’s keep having fun,” Aether chuckled, channelling more dendro energy to summon a fifth vine and making Albedo’s laughter raise a pitch.

#genshin impact #genshin impact tickling #albedo #lee!albedo #ticklish!albedo #tickle fic #there is a bit of #ler!aether #but shhh #commission #to: eliankrois

[9w1ft]

fam…. wow, what a year.

in the summer, i went to karlie’s birthday show, and on the way back i stopped through santa monica and pacific palisades just to soak in the rich kid ambiance, and well, no, actually, i wanted to check out jennifer meyer! because, well, idk. inspiration struck. it’s such a fun kaylorverse brand! and i thought, if enamored enough, i might be convinced into buying a tiny heart ring or charm or something, but they had just gotten in one of something recently and when i saw it i immediately knew i would be talked into it.

…so i picked up this tiny necklace from jen meyer. for obvious reasons.. i couldn’t help it! it spoke to me!!

fast forward to a handful of weeks later and taylor is… wearing evil eye jewelry! several pieces! more than several pieces!! even an evil eye stud!! and i come to deduce later on that the first time she wore the bracelet was the day before karlie’s birthday concert. which is a true coincidence that i love, because, it’s the day @taylorrepdetective and i happened to arrive in LA. and so today, reflecting on the eye theory as i do, i was thinking today about how my life changed shape, because of all of these things.

for april 18th is, as you may know, eye theory day! the day @swift-79 and i finalized and i posted the og eye theory post, back in 2019. also known as the eyepocalypse, discovereye, the start of many things.

today marks the four five year anniversary. it’s pretty wild that we’re still kickin it five years in! and it’s become a sort of tradition for me where i like to post a little something personal in honor of the day. so allow me to continue this one gratis.

second part of my story is that a little over a year ago now, i went to opening night of the eras tour with @theprologues and the day after the concert, on my way back, i stopped through scottsdale and walked through all the boutique shops and souvenir shops and picked up a trinket. a ring that called out to me, for…obvious reasons.

i mean, how could i not?? to commemorate a wonderful trip to meet a dear friend, and for all the eye theory things that happened on opening night!

and it’s been a year since then and i’m one of those people that just doesn’t take jewelry off, so it’s been on my finger for all this time. it was a snug fit, and silver, so it both wasn’t coming off easily and wouldn’t be leaving a green ring on my hand or anything, so i have kept it there. for a little over a year now.

but the other day someone was asking me about it. and i was like oh, i got this in arizona and so i went to adjust it to show it off because the center stone was off to the side and when i twisted it i noticed a mark on my finger, an indent, for having worn it so long.. and i sorta laughed to myself because, you know, there is an indentation. in the shape of an eye.

so i decided to take the thing off for a sec and let my finger breathe and so i take off the ring and notice— the shape of the ring has changed.

what once was centered, has now fully to morphed and warped the right side. 🙈🙈 c’est la vie.

i only write this out to say that, it had me thinking. about all the fun we had for this fourth turn around the theory, all the dear friends i have met, all the tour outfits, the accessories and merch?!… all of the little connections we have made over this… thing 😆 it had me thinking about how there are always going to be these fun little moments in life where the universe winks at you and, and how if you can manage it, it’s a charmed way to live, really. reminded me of the time i lost karlie’s gem on my swarovski evil eye bracelet at rep tour tokyo! that is to say, when the going gets tough, it can still be fun. if you work to give yourself permission. as one might say…there are cathedrals everywhere for those with the eyes to see 🥴

it didn’t really occur to me until this week just how close the release date is to the eye theory anniversareye ☺️ and i’m not sure what this countdown is for but it’s running out so close to when the op was posted five years ago so i decided to post around now :) not to say any of it was anything more than accidental. but hey, laughter is the best medicine, is it not?

so omnom, i say! omnom!

and so today, on ts11 album release eve,

i implore all of you (and myself) to open our hearts juuust a crack,

and keep on the lookout for the gold nuggets that are going to be there. assume taylor will perjure herself a bit during this trial, relax, allow yourself the enjoy what we get, like nobody else truly can.

and so eye enter into evidence…

literally a bajillion things let’s be real like oh my god

our tarnished post of eyes, my indentations, shaped like…occulations,

our talismans and charms.

the tap, tap, tap of me selecting bert memes, my veins of bloodshot pink.

all’s fair in love and…

poetreye.

#all eyes on us #happy anniversareye 🫶

[davidtennantgenderenvy]

As i approach the end of finals week, I’m taking a moment to reflect on all of the absolutely CRAZY things that have happened during my roller coaster of a sophomore year of college!

This is of course, going to go down in the history books as The David Tennant year. What started as a silly little reawakened special interest in my favorite actor has somehow opened doors for me that I never could have imagined. Writing a two hour video essay about this man is NOT how I thought I’d be spending last semester, but not only did it become one of the proudest creative projects of my entire life and connected me with so many amazing internet buddies, but it was also invaluable in helping me come to terms with my queerness and come out to my friends and family. Thanks to a silly little short about David’s BAFTA outfit, he KNOWS I EXIST NOW, which is still so wild. And finally, he inspired me to write my most ambitious piece of music to date, my 8 month labor of love Crowley’s Lament, which put to the test basically everything I’ve learned about music and performing and has been received so beautifully by you guys.

This year wasn’t all about him, though! I finally got to make my collegiate stage debut in my first opera, and Iolanthe ended up being the dream role I never knew I needed- an endearing and inspiring character that was such a fulfilling challenge for an actor and singer to play. I learned loads of challenging classical, musical theatre, and pop rock music this year, listened to a ton of new albums (Will Wood might be one of the most incredible musical discoveries of my life?), and learned a ton about music theory and history. One of my favorite classes this year was Film and TV music analysis, and I got to apply my knowledge by composing the score for one of my Discord mutuals’ short films! I turned 20 and on the same day got to perform in an original musical for my friend’s composition recital. I took part in my first ever crew assignment, had two of my pieces performed at Project 21 concerts (one with a full band!), and my original Fullmetal Alchemist song Even Into Hell was choreographed for a collaboration with the school of dance, which brought my piece to such gorgeous emotional life.

I’ve gotten closer to friends old and new, and just when I’d accepted that romance probably wasn’t in the cards for me any time soon, I met (well, started DM-ing), the most amazing person through the most unexpected set of circumstances (that honestly deserves its own video sometime in the future). My brilliant internet friend-turned-parter Merlin @elsinore-and-inverness has brought so much light and joy into my life, and I can honestly say I’m the happiest I’ve been in years.

Next stop, THE UK!!! I’m not only studying abroad on a once in a lifetime Shakespeare trip, seeing loads of West End shows AND performing at the Edinburgh Fringe, but I also get to meet my favorite London boy in person :)))) could NOT be more excited

#personal #david tennant #good omens #shakespeare #musical theatre #Opera #iolanthe

[bxdtime-ceai]

moonlight jellies

22:00.

Standing on the dock, the light breeze of the summer's end ruffled my few loose hairs. I'd traded my straw hat and red t-shirt for my bucket hat and bomber jacket, the only nice pieces of clothing I owned. I want to believe I dressed up for myself or for the occasion, but it wasn't true. I wanted to look good for him, even as I refused to admit it.

The candles floated along the dock like the yellowed leaves that would soon make their appearance. It was a romantic setting. I almost blushed. I took the opportunity to greet everyone, hesitating a little when I reached their group. The three were always together and tonight they were joined by his younger brother, too. Of course I spoke to him last, I had to feel prepared. But I was beginning to realize that I would never really be prepared to talk to him.

"Do you think they're poisonous?" he mused. He didn't take notice of the outfit I'd curated for him that night, but I admired his curiosity. He held onto a childlike wonder, which was probably one of the many reasons he got along with Vincent so well. It was charming. I wouldn't want to test out that theory, I thought. There was never much I wanted to say in these interactions and I didn't want to trip over my words, so I rarely offered more than a hmm in return. Sam didn't seem bothered by this, which made me think we could make a good team. "Guess I shouldn't push Sebastian in the water, then," he laughed.

Soon it was time to light and release the boat. I quietly walked to the other end of the dock for a better view. I liked Sam, but I liked to experience these things alone, too. We all waited in anticipation as the Mayor released the lighted boat. For a moment nothing happened, and then, the first jellyfish floated close to me, so close that it almost touched my feet. I felt the light illuminating my face, and from across the dock I could see him facing me. Looking. Staring? I couldn't make eye contact, but it felt nice to be observed by him. When the other jellies surrounded the dock, I took a peek in his direction only to find him still eying me. Then, a green hue illuminated the spot a little to my left -- a rare green jellyfish. To say it was shocking was an understatement. The gentle contrast of colours had me mesmerised. I could see my reflection in it, and I looked awestruck. It seemed that no one else saw this rare jelly, which made me feel simultaneously special and sad.

The others began to set off for their homes after the last jellyfish had passed far beyond the dock. I stayed behind and stared at the ocean that had turned black with the lack of light. I looked at the reflection of the moon inside it, the contrast between its light and the darkness of the waves. There were few moments like this one in which I experienced peace. But the peace quickly faded when I felt a hand against my shoulder.

"Looks like the green one liked you!" he giggled, somewhat startling me. I chuckled in agreement. I was surprised that someone else had caught sight of that jellyfish, but it made me happy to know that he had.

"It's late. You going home, right?" I nodded at his question. I turned to leave in his direction only to find that he'd already run off to catch up with Abigail and Sebastian. Why did I think he planned to walk with me? But, was I wrong? Why else would he come and talk to me?

I guess we both behaved awkwardly at times.

#stardew valley #sdv #sdv sam #fan fiction #sdv fic #short fic #idk why i thought of this #i really love the moonlight jellies scene it's so beautiful #i noticed in the cutscene sam looks in the farmer's direction #gave me inspiration hehe #farmer x sam #i haven't written in YEARS this is not my best work..................

[akuneko-tls]

Honeymoon Knight / Chapter 7 - The Ideal Bouquet

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~ After a while ~

Having enjoyed a graceful tea time, we left the garden and decided to explore the town.

[Rosetown]

Ammon: "This town is still lovely as ever. Being able to tour it with the lord again… I'm really lucky ♪"

> "I'm glad to be here again as well"

Fennesz: "Fufu… Yes, it's a good thing, Ammon."

Haures: "Last time, when we came here... we toured the town with the second-floor butlers and the lord."

> "Yes, that's right"

Fennesz: "Ammon asked us how many roses we'd give if we were to present them to the lord... Haures was the only one unaware of the significance and made a bold statement."

Ammon: "He didn't even realize it himself."

Haures: "Hey, stop bringing up that story, you two. Well, after that, I understood the meaning properly... and felt embarrassed that there was such a significance.”

Boschi: "Your way of seeing things is really out of the norm. Most people would've figured it out right away."

Haures: "However, I won't make such a mistake again. Since then, I've been studying the meanings of flowers and the significance of the numbers. Of course, I might not be as knowledgeable as Ammon, but I've gained some knowledge."

Fennesz: "Indeed, Ammon organized it... a study session with the second-floor butlers."

Muu: "Wow, so you study together!"

Ammon: "It was a good opportunity, after all!"

Muu: "Did Mr. Boschi participate too?"

Boschi: "Hey, Muu. What do you mean by that?"

Muu: “I-it's nothing!”

Ammon: "Anyway... since we came to this town related to flowers today, it would be nice if the knowledge we gained could be put to use."

Fennesz: "That's right."

Muu: "Um, speaking of flowers... I just remembered. The outfits you all are wearing have white roses, right? I think last year's outfits had lilies."

Haures: "Hmm... right. Now that you mention it, the goddess associated with June brides… has the lily flower as her symbol."

Boschi: "Yeah, the goddess of marriage, ‘Juno’. Although, there are various theories about the origin of June brides."

Fennesz: "By the way, Ammon... roses also have a story related to a goddess, don't they?"

Ammon: "Yes, they do. It's the story of the goddess of beauty and a rose."

Muu: "Wow! What kind of story is it?"

Ammon: "Hmm... this story isn't a cheerful one."

> "Is that so?"

Ammon: "Yes. The goddess had a lover, but during a hunting trip, the lover got injured. At that moment, the goddess ran to her lover barefoot, and she ended up injuring her foot. The blood she shed... turned the white roses red, and that's the story."

> "It's beautiful but also a bit sad…"

Muu: "Uuh... the goddess must have been in pain..."

Boschi: "Well, the goddess's blood doesn't have anything to do with the white roses on our outfits."

Haures: "Hmm... speaking of which, at Velis' party venue, there were many white roses used."

Ammon: "Ah, that's... apparently from the request of the heir candidate. Based on what I mentioned earlier, inspired by the goddess's story, he wants to express feelings like 'I won't let you dye the roses red, I won't let you get hurt.’ ‘Even if you're hurt, I want to stay close to you.'... or something like that.  By the way, this heir candidate... even at the wedding, he gave his bride a bouquet of white roses."

Fennesz: "A-amazing... If it were me, I might not be able to do something like that."

Muu: "Then, Mr. Fennesz, what kind of bouquet would you give at your wedding?"

Fennesz: "Huh!? Th-that's so sudden..."

Muu: "I'm curious about what kind of flower you'd choose!"

> “I might be curious too…"

Fennesz: “E-even you, my lord…”

Ammon: “The lord has spoken, Mr. Fennesz… go ahead, tell us.”

Fennesz: "Uh… Fine… But if I'm sharing mine, you all have to share yours too, alright?”

Boschi: “So, Fennesz, what kind of bouquet would you give to your partner at your wedding?”

Fennesz: “I-if I were to give a bouquet to my partner... it would be a pink rose bouquet, I guess..."

Ammon: "Oh~ interesting… That suits you, Mr. Fennesz."

Haures: "Hmm... what's the meaning of pink roses again…?"

Boschi: "There are various meanings for flower, and the intensity of the color can also change the meaning."

Ammon: "Huh~ Mr. Boschi, you remember quite well~”

Boschi: "Good grief... it's because you kept forcing it onto me. I ended up remembering it."

Ammon: "Ahaha, that's right. Well then, Mr. Fennesz…! What's the flower meaning you'd like to express to your partner?"

Fennesz: "I-it's... 'Warmth.'  I'd like to express warmth with the bouquet."

> "That's wonderful and feels just like you, Fennesz"

Fennesz: "Huh! R-really?"

> "Yes, it shows your kindness"

Fennesz: “M-my lord… thank you very much.”

Boschi: "Kuku… Fennesz is genuinely blushing."

Fennesz: "Stop teasing me, Boschi."

Ammon: "Alright, Mr. Haures, your turn!"

Haures: “M-me?"

> "Yes, tell us, Haures"

Haures: "U-understood… um… right… I want to include rose hips, not as the main flower, but as an addition to the bouquet…"

> "Rose hips?"

Haures: "Yes. The flower language of rose hips is 'Sincerity' and 'Sense of Justice.' By giving this bouquet... I want to pledge a lifetime of love and sincerity to my partner. To protect and cherish my partner for a lifetime... that's the feeling I want to convey. The rose hips, in particular, would symbolize that sincerity."

Muu: "Wow, Mr. Haures! That sounds very cool!"

> "It suits you perfectly, Haures"

Haures: "Fufu… Thank you very much, my lord. Now, Boschi, it's your turn."

Boschi: "......... Hm... for the bouquet I'd give at my wedding, I guess it would be... white baby's breath."

Ammon: "White baby's breath? Surprisingly cute choice, Mr. Boschi."

Fennesz: "Fufu… When you gather a lot and make a bouquet, it becomes fluffy and cute. So, Boschi... why did you choose baby's breaths?"

Boschi: "The flower language of baby's breaths is... 'Gratitude' and 'Happiness.' It's natural to express gratitude to your partner, who you'll spend your whole life with. Of course, making your partner happy is also important.  Marriage is about thanking each other and promising to make each other happy. That's why I chose baby's breaths."

> "That's a wonderful perspective, Boschi"

Boschi: "Heh, if the lord likes it, then it's fine. Now, Ammon, don't drag this out. It's your turn."

Ammon: "Hehe, of course ♪ For the bouquet I'd give at my wedding... First, I'd begin with roses…”

Haures: “Hm…? 'begin’...?”

Ammon: “For the June Bride's feels, some Lilies... Then, white Aster, and a touch of Ivy for contrast. What else..."

Fennesz: "Wait, Ammon... how many different types of flowers are you planning to include?"

Ammon: "Huh~? Well, bouquets are made with multiple flowers, right? And besides... no one said the bouquet's flowers have to be the same type."

Muu: "True..."

Boschi: "You've got a point."

Ammon: "By the way, the flower language of White Aster is 'Happy Love'."

> " ‘Happy love’..."

*Close-up*

Ammon: "My lord... do you want this flower language from me?"

> "Huh?"

Haures: "Hey, Ammon... don't trouble the lord."

Ammon: "Alright… I get it. I just wanted to tease the lord a bit."

> "Ammon..."

Muu: “Fufu ♪ Everyone's stories about the bouquets were really nice! Right, my lord?"

> “That's right” > “It was wonderful"

At that moment, cheers could be heard from the other side of the street.

Cheers: "Congratulations~! We wish you two happiness~!"

Muu: "Oh? The street over there seems lively."

> "It looks like it"

Haures: "Hmm... come to think of it... there should be a large church nearby."

Fennesz: "I see... maybe there's a wedding ceremony happening now."

Ammon: "Ah, right! Since we're here… why don't we go to the front of the church? Rosetown's wedding ceremonies are a bit interesting, you know."

> "Is that so?"

Ammon: "Yes. Just passing by the front of the church can be enjoyable, I think."

Muu: "Wow! Now I'm curious!"

> "Me too"

Fennesz: "Fufu... well then, shall we go and take a look?"

And so, we headed towards the nearby church.

note: Haures answered with 100 roses. He meant it as 100% trust and loyalty. But it means 100% love.

Other answers: Boschi: 21 (I'm dedicated to you / I'll do anything for you only) Fennesz: 9 (eternal love / please be with me always / I want to be with you forever) Ammon: 365 (I miss you every day)

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#aknk #honeymoon knight

[nebulaleaf]

What color would u say Akira’s eyes are? I see a lot of people say gray and I’ve also seen red, but I always thought they were a dark brown

You’re starting a cult around him so I figured you’d have an opinion

ok 1) not starting a cult that's just an in-joke making fun of a silly anon i got. 2) yes i do have an opinion. but also ...... FACTS !!! I usually go grey as the normal default but I understand the confusion. Official artworks for merchandise range from black to a light blue 😭. Lets take a trip down model / reference lane, shall we? First up: P5D!

We'll rope P5 / P5R into this too, because it's the same colour. Akira's eyes appear this shade... almost always! The metaverse, the real world... grey as graphite. Ah, but "almost! almost!?" you cry! Yes, yes. There's one exception.

Recall the persona awakening scene. Recall *all* of them, actually. All persona users have their eyes turn yellow when tearing their mask off.

This holds true for their models as well! For a few frames, during the summoning animation, their faces turn black and their eyes turn yellow. It's easier to see on some characters than others. (Others being joker. this took me SO long to scrub for.) Now, lets look at his sprites! So I guess we can call this part uh, Persona Q.A? (That's what these sprites are from, anyway...)

Now these eyes definitely look black! Honestly I think you could argue that the previous set were black too. On their own, they seem grey but the key thing to compare them with here is Akira's hair. They're both the same colour in the sprites and uh, that's definitely not grey hair. Now the anime! I won't be covering P5A: The Daybreakers because. Well. It'd just be more "Wow it's black. Now it's black again." P5A Is interesting because I swear to god his eyes were red when they were in mementos. but i must've imagined that???

That's just not a thing that happens! It's grey! The only exception is the... [shudders] All Out Attack. (Which also happens in P5:the game. forgot to mention that earlier; but it could be chalked up to mere aesthetic choice)

My assumption about red-eyes is at least partially true though. Nnnot in the sense that what I thought happened, happened, but more-so... Whenever Joker is depicted with red eyes, it's in his PT outfit. And like... only that outfit.

Mementos mission loves doing it. p5a does it. Artists do it. my BRAIN does it. Q2 also does it!! (hi all out attack. again)

other notable mentions for Doin' It Red While Being Joker are Akirby and the Official Jonker Nendo. Idk what that means but! Yeah

A few promo arts do the red-eyes thing like this original key art and multiple official illustrations for p5's release. I think it's just a fun aesthetics thing honestly. p5 is red. akira is from p5. slap some red on that bitch on him eye.

[ key art | strikers art | og p5 art ] So that solves that mystery. I think the idea of brown eyes either comes from being realistic (black eyes irl are just really really dark brown) op's colour palette ooooooooooor.... misunderstanding an official palette!

This is Q2's cut in graphic. The eyes look kind of brown, right? But it's mostly just a lighting thing. The face is darkened and the eye's colour is lightened to give that slick piercing-gaze-through-the-shadows effect.

(Q2 Akira is pretty pasty, as we can see here. the skintone matches the brightest highlight in the cut-in image.)

striker's sprites eyes look pretty brown too, but if you look at the hair and shadows, you can see it's because everything has a brown hue. we're doing black without doing black! (...except for the deepest shadows and lines, but cmon. if you put black on black its just gonna look like a big ol' blob.) this same effect is often used in many tribute artworks for p5 that aren't in the usual black/white/single colour style or crossover artwork because............ well it's basic colour theory. The only exception to the "rules" i've laid out here I have ever seen is the artwork done for Persora The Golden Best 5th Album artwork.

WHY ARE THEY BLUE. THAT'S WRONG. anyway. hoped this post helps you. my personal opinion is grey / silver if i wanna get all OOooh FANCY when writing a fic and waxing poetic and then yellow when summoning a persona or using some kind of spell in mementos. don't see brown in the slightest and red... yeah, i'll pass on having that be his default in mementos? maybe? idk i go back and forth on it lol. just get jiggy with it

#persona 5 #persona 5 royal #akira kurusu #ren amamiya #oh christ this is long but if i put it under the cut now it'll fuck up my entire entire post im so sorry #headcanons #image heavy #long post #p5ram

[bithablu]

Bridgerton, Colin Bridgerton

Stop me if you've read this before but I've got a theory about Colin's time on the continent. I don't think he was just fuckboi-ing his way through Europe. I think he was working for the crown. The Napoleonic Wars were still going on and I'm sure the war office (or whatever it was called then) wouldn't hesitate to use a charming third son of a prominent family to gather intel.

You have to admit, 17 cities was excessive for a 4 month trip. With all the travel time involved, Colin wouldn't have much time to get settled, let alone bored, with a place before running off to the next city. Not to mention, the only person he tells exactly how many places he visited was Penelope. When his family asks him where he's been (during the gifts giving scene), Colin just smiles enigmatically and doesn't respond. But, judging by the gifts, he's been in or near Spain, France, Italy, Switzerland? (Violet's watch), and Bavaria? (Eloise's book).

What caught my attention was that Anthony was surprised that Colin had been to both Spain and France (not to mention everywhere else). You would think that he would have gotten some kind of notification as to where Colin's funds were being directed- even with BennyBoy taking over the Viscount duties during the honeymoon. But Anthony has no clue; which makes me wonder where Colin was getting enough money to travel that extensively and quickly. I theorize that much of Colin's travels were funded by the crown. They would have local funds in various places for him to access and they would be able to pay for the costs of the faster travel (fresh horses, boatman overtime fees, yadda yadda).

The 'Man of Mystery' attitude seemed like a dramatic change as well. Yes, Penelope was the only one to take an interest in his previous travels, but Colin seemed remarkably tight lipped about where he had been and what he had been up to. Even when asked directly, he deflected or ignored the question entirely. It makes me wonder if that 'Charm can be taught' line wasn't all he was taught. Perhaps he also learned manipulation and information gathering as well.

One last thing (for now): Colin's ever changing appearance. His Parisian presentation day outfit was clearly French inspired but his other outfits seemed indicative of other locations as well. This idea is probably better left to people who pay attention to historical garb but, to a historical clothing layman, the vibe of his clothes changed considerably. The outfit and hairstyle Colin had when he met Pen under the weeping willow tree seemed Spanish to me (I fully accept that I could be totally wrong though), his horse printed waistcoat (that he worse while staring out the window after the news came out that he was helping Pen) made me think of Poland, and the striped vest (hot air balloon scene when he distracted Pen (almost to death) with his forearms) gave off an Italian feel. Did Colin just like to sample sartorial styles or were they costumes to help him fit in?

In summation, I think Colin Bridgerton spent his time on the continent being a baby-spy for the government. I also think he's going to use this as a way to get Pen out of trouble when she gets exposed for being Lady Whistledown.

#Bridgerton #colin bridgerton #bridgerton s3

[du-buk]

8:11 Q&A Part 4

Thank you all for the questions once again! 💙💙💙🦭

General asks;

Hmmm...... I’ve dabbled in the arts of some trans headcanons(Vittorino, for one lol), but, I’ve never made anything official. My only transgender-canon character is for another project, who fans might know him as Ambrosio, but his name will be changed in the future. That being said....... do whatever you please, anons 👍✨ If you want to draw and/or write the entire cast as trans, then, just have fun and share your theories! I’m sure many others would enjoy those things, so, who is to stop you?

No worries anon, thank you for asking! All is okay, as long as these things are made with positive intentions 👍✨ If anyone does make bigotry things of 8:11, the best we can do is just ignore it and move on.

I am 100% okay with that! Just have fun, and be creative 👍✨ I don’t know much about these things but it seems nice.

Hmmm......

Ever since the rumors, disappearances, and strange supernatural occurrences, religion in Rosso is on unsteady grounds. The bastardization of Catholicism and Christianity in 8:11 might have some shared holidays, and a few made up ones, so Christmas might be a thing. Is it celebrated by the people in Rosso? Highly doubt it. Plus, I’m sure there are other holidays being celebrated by some characters...

Ryker and Leon might have celebrated something similar to it in France, but, couldn’t afford presents for each other:( If Christmas WAS celebrated in Rosso, it would be a holiday surrounding gift-giving and cherishing family and loved ones, etc etc. But with much less snow (but lots of icy cold winds and rain), warm cookies made by Accardi, Vittorino getting more scarves from Amalia, and everyone most likely spent the holiday at Gabriel’s house. Everyone falls asleep accidentally in one big pile, under some warm blankets, and by the fire place:)

Thank you for playing!  I’m glad you enjoyed the game. I hope part 2 intrigues you!

Are you referring to this video?

This is not an alternate ending! This was just something random I made for the release of the game. There’s only one ending for the first game, as, the second game takes place right after the first game.

Ryker;

Ohh..... Honey flower is very cute....... I think Accardi would love giving nicknames to his partners, and does it naturally out of habit.

Ryker is caught off guard by it, at first, but warms up to it. Eventually Ryker will call Accardi nicknames, and Accardi would love it all so much......

Secretly though, Ryker will never tell Accardi that the best they could come up with was just calling Accardi random French items/flowers/etc.

No worries! I pronounce it differently from time to time, but, I think the French pronunciation would be “more fitting”?

To be fair, I think Ryker would state their name to the people in Rosso, but, everyone might pronounce it incorrectly. (And it makes them upset hahha)

I believe it was this, but, I might be wrong anon!

Leon;

Is this a creative work around to get spoilers? Cleaver idea anon, but, you’re not fooling me.

No worries anon! Thanks for enjoying the game!

We do not know exactly why Dante killed Leon. There’s a lot of mystery surrounding this; why Dante killed Leon, and who exactly Dante (and Leon?) are. Any tie-ins with Francis are unclear too.

Dante hmmmmm...... I don’t know if he would care about sweets in general. But if he HAD to eat one........he would prefer dark.

Accardi+Vittorino+Juliek+Susan;

Errrrmmmmm maybe. Or maybe he will trip and fall down a flight of stairs and never be seen again. Who knows! :)

Hmmm.... Good luck anon! Accardi and Juliek have never met the Francis we know of. Technically. Accardi might have an idea, but, Juliek most likely has forgotten who that was since he wasn’t so connected to the Basilica.

Hmm........ever wonder how Ryker hasn’t had the chance yet to ask Juliek if he knows anyone by the name Francis or Dante yet? Strange, isn’t it?

1. Uhmmm....... Well. I usually don’t feel inspired to draw hair, so, if you had an idea for his entire outfit then I might hahahah. Or money. Commissions are always open. 😏

2. Uhmmm........ Who knows! Sorry. Maybe naming conventions are different in this universe. Kinda funny. But I’ll never tell.

Possibly, for streamers. But also, the sex scene will be so surreal and not show that much penis and what not. But my stories are also unapologetically LGBT, and that includes unapologetically having gay sex. ✌️

Others;

Those two guys? Those two little fellas? Hmmmmmm perhaps. :) Maybe, maybe not. If they want to return they will find a way.

Hmmm.....I have thought of changing Wankou’s tattoos actually!

I think Dakota just likes traditional tattoos, and will place whatever he thinks is “cool” on him. Every tattoo gets meaning for him,whether because Wankou did it for him, or, the inspiration behind the tattoo reminds him of his family/a happy memory. The millipede and scorpion were most likely chosen because they were “just cool”, nothing more to it, hahahah.

I would like to change Wankou’s tattoos to something below, or a more “black out” look.

#811 #8:11 #811 game #asks #spoilers

[cafecourage]

Pinky Isn't Suffering

Chapter 2

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Reminder these chapters happen between Enno cant get their crap together on @luimagines

Being a wolf in the desert is torture. Yet here Twilight was, in wolf form, waiting in the scorching heat of the desert. Luckily, the wait was almost over. After buying the things they needed, losing Pinky for a moment, then annoying Wild and Enno to buy the amber earrings she had pointed out, Twilight now had to wait here with Pinky outside of the city while Wild and Enno picked out a Voe outfit.

The upside is that the sun was shining. The downside was that there was a man staring intensely at Pinky. Twilight was keeping an eye on this man for many reasons. Mainly for how he treated Wild when he was in the Vai outfit. It was clear that he was trying to create a game plan on how to approach her, but every time he would step close, Twilight let out a deep growl as a warning. The guy could come over but it’s not gonna look pretty.

A warm hand went through his fur. “Don’t worry too much Wolfie.” Pinky said crouching down to give the giant wolf pets. His tail started to wag as he leaned into her touch. “Aren’t you a cutie.” 

Despite the distraction, he was still glaring at the man to stay away. 

“He won’t bother us.” Twilight knew that in theory but there was a deep need to make sure Pinky wouldn’t get harassed. “When we get back, remind me to give Twilight his gift.” She pushed up his face to give a small kiss on his forehead.

Ah.

Twilight's mind went blank. He couldn’t even be mad that she got him something. Not that he could think anyway. Her kiss made almost everything his attention was on disappear. All his focus was now on how her hands felt through his fur and how sweet her voice was.

“Aw, is wolfie being a good boy?” Wild came out finally with Enno who looked like they were suffering.

“You guys got everything?” Pinky finally stopped her attack and gave Twilight space.

“Yep! Let’s get back before night time.”

The cool air made the track back to the oasis a lot faster and less grueling. The only downside is that as the night goes on the closer it becomes below freezing. Twilight couldn’t feel it but judging by his traveling companions he knew it was starting to settle in.

This had already been a long day. When they returned to the rest of the group it seemed the general agreement was to sleep and restart tomorrow. Which everyone was more than grateful for. 

“Wanna cuddle with me Wolfie?” Pinky had asked when they all were heading to the inn. “Come on, it must be cold for you to be out here.” She says almost herding the big dog into the inn with her. Twilight didn’t know how to say no as a wolf. So he just accepted his fate and followed her, silently ignoring other link’s stares.

It was gonna be a long night and Twilight hoped that Wild wouldn’t kill him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The adventure moved on whether they wanted to take a break or not. A few days had passed since the ‘island into a hot desert’ disaster. They had dropped into Time’s Era for a bit and were a half day's trip away from Lon Lon Ranch. Everyone was quite happy to hear that. The mood of the group only dipped when they were jumped by a group of monsters.

A group of monsters with two Wizzrobes from Wild’s time. There wasn’t time to really make a game plan. Hell, there were too many to actually get to the Wizzrobes. The upside was that the monsters were all normal so far. As the monsters thinned out Twilight took a step back to assess the situation. Everyone was handling themselves and it was clear that they wouldn’t have any trouble. But their problems stemmed from the two spell casters in the back.

Unhooking his crossbow and taking out the Hawkeye mask, Twilight went to get cover. This was their best bet to take those guys out unless they wanted to keep plowing through monsters. Taking aim at one, he waits until there is an opening. He learned that these Wizzrobes in particular like to stop moving when they are about to set off an attack. So as soon as it stopped and started chanting, Twilight hit the trigger.

A second too late.

The Wizzrobe in question got off his attack before the arrow shot it through the head, killing it instantly.

The magic from the spell, however, went straight towards Wild.

“Cub!” Twilight tried to warn the other hero who was facing the other way.

It hit the younger hero, triggering a bright white light and puff of smoke instantly.

Twilight didn’t even register that it happened twice on the other side of the battlefield. He was too focused on getting to Wild’s side.

Pinky beat him to Wild, scooping something up in her arms. When he could clearly see the cub, it was a shock to see a small toddler resting in his sister's arms. Twi crouches down next to her. She looked up at him as if he could answer her question. “What do we do?”

Twilight sure as hell didn’t know. He had never seen a Wizzrobe set up this kind of magic before. “Hyrule! We have an issue here!” He called their resident medic. Luckily, Legend took care of the other Wizzrobe who was nearby a knocked out Sky and Warriors.

Goddess, they were lucky that the fight was over now.

Settling down in a camp further away from the battleground, it was time to assess the situation. Wild, who thankfully was fast asleep, was quite obviously turned into a child, while Warriors and Sky seem to just have different behaviors then normal. With their cook down, Twilight stepped up to make pumpkin and fish cream soup.

The game plan now was to get to Lon Lon ASAP. Mostly because they all knew how Wild was as a teenager. He would only be worse as a child.

Or he could have been relatively tame as a kid. Twilight was confused, holding the small hand of Wild’s while said boy also held Pinky’s hand happily. Twilight didn’t actually know what he was expecting. But something as calm as the kid skipping in the middle of them two was not it.

“Will there be horses at the ranch?” The child looked up expectantly at Twilight.

A familiar warmth bubbled up. “More than you can count cub.” 

He gasped and then looked up at Pinky. “Can I play with them?”

“Um...” She was trying to think of the right answer to tell him. Horses could be dangerous around a child, however, Malon used to tell them about when she and the old man were younger and how they played with the horse. “You will have to ask first.”

Wild pouted. “Are we almost there?”

“Yes, we are very close actually.” There was something about this whole situation that was happening between the three of them that made Twilight feel...weird…

He had already made peace that he might like Pinky. Hell, it was the first thing he felt when he saw her. He liked her. He thought she was adorable. He liked how her laugh was light and twinkled like a fairies chime.

Yet having a child between them, having to take care of said child between them... it felt more domestic than what he had been used to lately. It got Twilight thinking and he didn’t even know where to start searching for these answers.

“Is that it?” The cub’s voice startled Twilight out of his train of thought as his hand was now free from the child’s grasp. Wild was pointing at the ranch in the distance. “Is it?”

“Mhm!” Pinky was natural with her responses. It made Twi almost jealous, he felt a bit out of touch with the babysitter he was in before his adventure. “Are you excited?”

“Yeah!!”

Ah... Well…

If she were having fun with it. He can’t help but play along.

Apparently, a shrunken hero and two new faces didn’t phase Ms Malon. In fact, when they had approached the entrance of the ranch, Wild had wiggled out of Pinky’s grasp to run up to the older woman, asking if he could play with the horses. Malon, the amazing woman that she was, smiled and showed the child the way to the pen.

The child was in awe seeing the animals roaming around. Twilight took everyone’s stuff off of Epona and brought her into the fence in an area to socialize and rest. “I’ll watch over him.” He gestured to the wild child.

“You can handle it?” Hyrule looked dead on his feet but still was concerned. He has been trying to reverse the spell. “I can help watch him-“

“Oh hell no!” Enno linked their arm with Hyrule, Legend on his other side.

“You’re resting” Legend scolded and the poor boy was dragged off. Twilight would feel bad but Hyrule needed to be taken care of. He looked around for a moment to see where everyone was going. It was as if everything already knew what role they had to play as they took up residence at Lon Lon Ranch. Pinky went inside with Malon to do who knew what.

“I’ll take your stuff in.” Time was already collecting everything before Twilight could refuse. “Keep your eye on him.” He nods his head in the direction behind Twi. Panic shot through and he whipped around to see Wild climbing the fence to get into the pen…

While the door to the pen was still open…

“Cub no!” Twilight practically ran to the child, Time’s soft laughter was ignored. He quickly scooped up the child.

Wild squirmed in Twilight’s grasp “I want to play with them.”

“You can! But don’t climb over the fence.” He lightly scolded, putting him down. “Come let's go through the entrance.” Instead of walking with Twi hand in hand, Wild bolted to the open entrance. “Cub!” He sighs as he followed behind.

It was interesting to teach Wild, of all people, how to be around horses. Twilight always considered him one of the most knowledgeable about them. So when Twi felt comfortable sitting back and watching, it felt nice to watch the kid running around with the pony’s.

“Mine if I join you?” Twilight looked up to see the old man approaching him. Twi looked back at Wild and shook his head. Time sat in the grass next to his successor. “How are you feeling?”

“About what?” Twilight honestly had a lot of feelings about this matter but nothing concrete to point out. “Wild becoming a kid? Or...”

“Or.” Of course the Old man chooses the hard answer to his question.

“Well...” Leaning back, he takes a moment to gather his words, sorting things out and getting the most important to the foreground. “How do you know when to stop?”

“Stop?”

“Adventuring, setting down and just...” He waves one of his hands to everything around them “living.” It felt weird to know that they could have something like this. A peaceful life. A place you feel like you can return to no matter how much you’ve changed. Twilight loves his family back home. Yet every time he went back to visit it felt foreign to him. The village he knew never changed, but he did and the man that exists now couldn’t belong there.

“I never thought about settling down much after my adventure.” Twilight admitted out loud at last. “I just thought that was how my life was supposed to be. Traveling around, helping where I can...”

When Time knew Twilight was done talking he finally spoke up. “It helped having Malon by my side.” He faced the scene in front of them both too. “Having someone there that welcomes you home no matter what, it makes you feel normal despite the trials that prevented you from getting there in the first place.” Old memories of the past were filling the older heroes' minds, reminiscing on the past of what was and what could have been in another timeline. “It was her and her father that welcomed me here and got me to stop traveling so much.”

Twilight hummed in acknowledgement, soaking everything his teacher had told him. His mind wandered to the people back home, the fear of them rejecting him felt almost silly now.

... He wanted to write Uli... Homesickness was starting to eat at Twi.

“I think Malon and Pinky are almost done with lunch by now.” Time slowly got up. “How about we gather the cub and head inside?”

Twilight took a moment before getting up himself. “Yeah.”

They both walk up to the small boy, trying to wrangle him away from the horses. Twilight didn’t think it would be so difficult. And yet it only took the mention of food to get Wild excited to go inside. “Mom!” The kid let go of Twi’s hand as soon as he stepped foot inside of the kitchen where Malon and Pinky were. Instead of running to Malon like Twi expected, Wild was latched onto Pinky’s pants. “Guess what me and dad did!”

Did...he just?

Twilight and Pinky share a look, both equally red faced and embarrassed. “W-What did you and Twi do, Wild?” She bent down to Wild’s height, who was practically bouncing.

“He taught me-” Twilight couldn’t even hear the rest of the kid’s sentences. The thought of Pinky listening to their child excitedly tell them about their day was too much for him. It was something Twilight really wanted in his future. All of this. A home he felt comfortable to come home to. A family he helped built.

A life he can live peacefully.

He had those all before…

So is it possible for him to have it again?

#twilight (not lu) speaks #pumpkin bread #strawberry milk

[howaboutalittlehelpneos]

So while the name "Kaito Faker" would sound horrible, anyone else think it's kinda strange that neither of Dr. Faker's kids have the same last name as him? Their last names being Tenjo implies they're named after their mother, who is never seen, heard, or mentioned once throughout the entire duration of the show (unless I'm forgetting something super small, in which case tell me)

But who IS their mother? I'm sure plenty of people have talked this one to death already, but the idea of her being from Astral World has become kind of a favorite fan theory of mine considering Haruto looks like this...

There's no way he's not meant to resemble an Astralite

He and Astral both have those round head things, and his outfit resembles the line markings that Astral has on his body. Haruto has gold eyes, while Astral's got silver and gold, which I guess you could chalk up to him being like... Artificially created? If I'm remembering right? I haven't watched Zexal in so long help sodkdmdk

Blue seems to be a very common eye color for Astralites, with colors like gold being a rare exception, since the only ones who seem to have it are Enna...

And Eliphas, once again with the heterochromia

Why is he the only one other than Astral to have like,,, defined eyes by the way? No one else is good enough to get pupils and all that? They just have the entire eye be one color unless they're special? Mister "I'm the will of the entire planet so only I get to have special eyes" smh.

Seriously I want to understand their biology so badly someone please tell me what all these little details about their bodies mean

ANYWAYS I got distracted, but going back to the whole Kaito and Haruto are Astral hybrids theory, the only issues with it are the canon timeline of events. Faker wasn't shown to have started getting involved in this whole other world business until 5 years before the start of the show, meaning Kaito would have been 13 when his dad met Vector and agreed to destroy Astral World. Him having an Astral mom would need to have been a thing even further back than that, which would require Faker to have met an Astral being at least 13 years before he ever met Vector. But what would an Astralite be doing on Earth if they didn't have a mission to be there? After all, Earth is full of primitive beings who like chaos, so why would anyone go there?

Well.

This is all just me throwing ideas out there, but what if it were Enna? For one thing, she's shown protecting the children on her planet in a lot of her scenes, so she kind of gives off that motherly figure energy.

For another, she's also the only adult woman we ever see on that planet, as everyone else is either a child or Eliphas.

Enna is also like. Pro chaos, which is a very human thing (also a very Barian thing all things considered, but since Faker was still very much the dad, we'll keep going under the assumption that he and Enna could have been a thing.) Like she was very much for chaos being used to heal the residents of her world, which was kind of a radical viewpoint for her to have considering all the centuries they've spent casting it out completely. Accepting chaos seems to be a very outside way of thinking for her people, and while it is entirely possible that she simply saw people suffering and came to the conclusion on her own that getting rid of chaos just wasn't helping anyone, it'd be kinda cool if she picked that perspective up on a trip to Earth.

At this point this is becoming more of a "wouldn't it be cool if" type of post rather than a theory, but... I mean, wouldn't it be cool if Faker's role in Zexal I had been trying to connect Astral World and Earth so that he wouldn't be galaxies away from the mother of his children? Idk, I think that'd have been a way neater plot than him trying to destroy it to help his sick child, and you wouldn't have to change around Too much of the plot to make it happen. Kite would still be hunting numbers, albeit for a different reason, but still a reason related to his family. Vector likely wouldn't appear until the very end of Zexal I and could have been a boss fight. In the original plot, he had that deal with Faker that he'd heal his sick son in exchange for destroying Astral World, but you could either nix that entirely, or have Faker agree initially with every intent of double crossing Vector and having his true intentions be to get Haruto home with his other parent where he'll be safe, regardless of what happens to him as a result.

Once again, my opinion, but. I think it'd be better than what they actually did with Faker's character, having him seem cruel and evil up to the very end, not seeming to care about his son and in fact seeming to enjoy hurting him, only for a last minute reveal that he doesn't actually hate him despite all his actions showing otherwise, he had his best interests in mind the whole time, no really stop laughing. A rewrite like this would actually show him willing to do anything to keep his son out of harm's way, regardless of what might happen to him after Haruto is out of danger, and would make him far more deserving of the redemption the show tried to give him (which really was not deserved in canon all things considered, and it didn't even come from the right person, it came from Yuma, someone not part of the family he'd been hurting, but that's another separate rant.)

Like... I don't know man, I feel like Zexal gave us too many hints about Haruto not being from this world, what his his whole deal in season one, his appearance, etc, and then they just kinda let it fall flat? They set up a possible reveal for him that they just never really followed through on. :/ And I haven't even talked about his brother yet.

Kaito doesn't bear as strong a resemblance to your typical Astralite, or if he does, it's more... Subtle.

I've seen others point out that both Astral and Kaito have hair that curves up, but given that it's just these two who have that trait while all the other background citizens on Astral's home planet seem to have hair that either spikes outward or flows down, I'm not sure if that's a strong point for or against the possibility that they share a common background... Kaito also has blue eyes, which we've established as a common color for Astralites, but since it's also a common enough human eye color, it feels like a bit of a reach to call that proof, too. His dad's got purple eyes, so he definitely didn't get the color from Faker, but it's also Yugioh, so relatives having completely dissimilar characteristics isn't exactly uncommon... The two traits Kaito has that could link him to being from Astral's world could just as easily be a coincidence.

You know what's weird about Kaito? Photon Transformation. I mean, where does he even get that ability from? It's never fully explained how he'd able to do it, he just does it, and whatever it does to him, somehow hurts him to use it. That could possibly point to him not being fully human if the other half of his heritage is able to pull off something like that naturally, but we once again know so little about Astralites that it winds up being speculation again.

I haven't actually watched Zexal in a very hot minute btw, so if anyone wants to chime in to correct me on something I got wrong/add in something I missed, go right ahead!

#i wrote this literally one year ago and never got around to posting it but im posting it now while im at the clinic just so yall #have something to eat while i sort my medical shit out #yugioh zexal #kaito tenjo #haruto tenjo #ygo zexal #kite tenjo #hart tenjo #enna #this is just a ✨fan theory✨ #but i put a lot of time into it way back #and tumblr originally ate my first draft of this which killed my motivation to keep working on it because 'i Was gonna post this' #'but you decided to not save my draft so now i am not doing it' *begrudgingly starts over but with much less enthusiasm* #*saves it in my drafts for one year like a nerd time capsule* #long post #very long post

[cherry-dr0p]

Can they meet other characters? Like ocs??

OCS YOU SAY??? >:3

Little do you know, I've created a whole AU(?) in my head where the crew accidentally ends up in my OC's universe, and this just gives me an excuse to share it

I've heard like,, 2 people wanted me to draw my OCs meeting the Shinsei-Maru crew (excuse me if I got that name wrong) but buckle in! Because I have a hell of a bunch of things to say

So, the AU starts off with a boat trip gone wrong. How about the crew accidentally end up in a whirlpool of some description? I unno something along those lines. They believe they're gone for good until after their demise, where they wake up in a strange world that isnt their own.

Andrew Blyth + Kenji Noda

The first two that meet are the two smartasses, Kenji and Andrew (Also his children - Amarisa and Dion). Kenji wakes up in a bed that isn't his own. He is confused until he sees two children staring at him - ones he doesn't know. Before he gets a chance to speak, the children beckon over presumably their father - a blonde angel. He doesn't look as if hes from this time frame, with a rather old timey-esque outfit. The first thing Kenji notices is that he's surrounded by a bunch of angels, which would understandably startle him. However, as they eventually calm the panicked human down, they begin to talk. To keep it short, they realise a couple of things.

1. Kenji and Andrew seem to have quite a few things in common

2. Kenji ended up in a strange world, and expresses concern about his friends. Seeing as Andrew's occupation consists of studying alternate universes, he reassures Kenji that it's likely they ended up elsewhere.

From then, Kenji is determined to find his friends.

Markus/Mazzul + Koichi Shikishima [+ Akiko]

I haven't exactly decided how Akiko ends up there, but I would like I think Shikishima, Akiko, Markus(the angel) and Mazzul(the goat demon) should all meet. Of course, Like Kenji, upon first waking up in a strange place and seeing supernatural beings like these two, with Akiko in hand, he freaks out. Unlike Kenji who is just heavily concerned, Shikishima is terrified (which notably makes Akiko terrified too, seeing her father fearing for his life). Both Markus and Mazzul reassures Koichi that they aren't going to harm him, despite it being Mazzul's job (Mazzul isn't that interested in collecting human souls since they're more fragile in my universe). As so, they begin to speak with the angel and demon asking about Akiko, where they are and where Koichi came from etc. It's also revealed that Mazzul and Markus were once both in the war as American Soldiers, which concerns Koichi but hey, the war is over. Koichi begins to lightly mention the same thing about him ending up somewhere and his friends being elsewhere. Despite Mazzul's hesitation, Markus suggests they should go look for them. Koichi is eager and despite Mazzul's reluctance due to how dangerous it might be, with Mazzul having a theory of where he could be, he agrees to follow along. But only to stick by Markus and make sure he doesn't get harmed.

Sam Blyth + Shirō Mizushima

Next up, Shiro and Sam. Now, when Shiro first meets Sam, it's Sam who is rather scared. Sam hates meeting new people as the idea terrifies them, but Shiro's goal is to reassure Sam that he isn't a threat, in which he manages. Sam begin to quietly question Shiro on how a random human ended up in their house, and he, of course, explains. Afterwards, Sam suggests that his friends might be around and-- you get the idea. However, Id say throughout their journey, they become best friends :3 I mean,, they are both quite a bit younger than their peers and is seemed weak, but is quickly thought to be underestimated. They bond quite a bit, and seem to get along together really well.

Discord Holloway + Yōji Akitsu

Imagine waking up in a random castle locked up by a demon, just to find that when he's not working, he is very immature and talks a lot compared to when he's working where he's actually terrifying? Thats where Akitsu has ended up at least. Unlike the others, he doesn't have the sort of luck they did. Discord immediately sees him as an intruder and locks him up (It's also extra fun when he's a human, as theyre less likely to successfully fight back. Discord's opinion, not mine :<). He thinks he's going to be in danger but instead, the demon just talk a LOT. Which is arguably worse than death in Akitsu's eyes.

Anyways yada yada they all meet up, heartfelt moment, they find out Akitsu's with Discord, they save the day and get them out safely and Andrew takes them back home, yknow, the cliche stuff. I dont have much to say about this part.

However, it's definitely an experience they'd remember.

Anyways, that's that! Thank you so much for the ask :3 Ive spent 3 days on this and had lots of fun making it :O

It was an awesome way to introduce my OCs to my Tumblr acc too.

[altontowersfireworks]

rough and really unpolished concept of a sequel of sorts to "Smile. Always."

This sequel is named "Smiling. Everywhere.", it all begins with the few entries of a late 2013-early 2014 blog that belongs to a long-time Alton Towers fan going by the username of "towerskinsley047". The blog at first seems like a typical small park blog with little to no following, weirdly enough this 'Kinsley' hasn't posted in a while. Perhaps the blog entries might give an answer to that question...

BLOG ENTRY 1

The first entry is quite casual, recorded in a room filled with things related to the park, with "towerskinsley047" introducing herself happily to the camera followed by a small tour of her room and all the park trinkets she has, in between one of her rambles she states ''I'm recently getting interested in 'X-Sector', especially things related to its story and all the wacky things surrounding it! I'm currently writing a few theories i have on certain topics of its lore even if isn't much to look around currently...'', the rest of the video goes fine with nothing odd going on.

BLOG ENTRY 2

The second entry is about 'Kinsley' speaking about her story on how she got into the whole lore thing of the park, with 'X-Sector' on the lightspot. She excitedly explains things like how despite there wasn't much, she has been researching a few possible connections and implications surrounding the sector since, including the whole deal with ''Smile. Always.'' and what could have happened in the aftermath.

BLOG ENTRY 3

The third entry isn't a camera recording but rather a 2013-2014 style windows movie maker video with those cheesy transitions, effects and low quality towers music in the background, titled ''Weird stuff at towers!! 0_o!!". The video begins with that usual blue-and-white text screen, where she explains that she had gone to the park alone a few days ago, she states that she had fun and took pictures. The video continues with the pictures being shown in a not-so-good quality but enough to see what's up, then it changes back to the text screen with ''i thought they were normal pictures...but!! at closer look there is weird people in all of them!! omg o-o!!", followed by the pictures being zoomed in to see that in all of them there is people in formal black outfits wearing hats and glasses that seem to be observing 'Kinsley' from a distance or are just there, followed by another text screen with "who r they??? perhaps its just ppl in a business trip or a promo for a new ride soon and im being a scaredy cat, silly me!! what do u guys think??? leave ur thoughts in the replies!!" and the video ends.

BLOG ENTRY 4

The fourth entry returns to camera recording in her room, 'Kinsley' looks quite tired with clear signs of no sleep, she begins by apologizing about no uploads for a while, saying she had problems with sleeping and that 'weird nightmares' about the park had been chasing her lately no matter what she did in an attempt to solve her troubles. She thought that it was just her mind playing games on her, there was no way this was the doings of...something else...right? She continued on saying some of her friends were doing the same things as her and didn't show any signs of said nightmares or similar, wondering why was it happening to her only.

BLOG ENTRY 5

The fifth entry is now located in somewhere a bit more closed like a basement of sorts. Her face is obscured and a board with a few connected dots and pins is behind her, 'Kinsley's' voice sounds very raspy and exhausted. She explains that she has been extensively researching everything of the ministry and 'X-Sector' from start to present, finding any information she could get her hands on even if it seemed there was dead ends at times, then casually stated she felt a strong need 'to see it all' that grew on with time and that she hasn't slept in two days but that it was 'worth it' and that 'she was really happy about her efforts anyway'.

BLOG ENTRY 6

The sixth entry is surrounded in a dimly lit room, the board behind 'Kinsley' is now filled from top to bottom with dots and pictures of different things like pictures of people involved, the rides, parts of said rides, specific items, pictures of black holes and so many other things like sticky notes or scrambled writings. Her voice sounds panicked, trying to fake a tone of calm in the process. "H-hey, um...it has been a while, those nightmares keep getting worse and uh- yeah- um- i don't want to disclose much but it has been a while since i've gone outside though...i guess a small break for a few days at towers can't be bad, i need to distract myself from this rabbithole."

LAST ENTRY (BLOG ENTRY 7)

The last entry shows a recording with vague audio, 'Kinsley' is nowhere to be seen but the camera is simply laying in the table of a room in somewhere unknown. The room is mostly dark with the few details of it visible being the front door of said room outlined by bright artificial lights of what seems to be a hallway, a few papers filled with rapid doodles of spirals and happy faces stuck to the walls with some on the floor and the oddly patterned table, all of the sudden sounds of flashing lights, machinery noises and laughter erupt in the distance, the laughter becomes louder and louder as the recording abruptly cuts.

"towerskinsley047" hasn't uploaded since.

#nyan's random concepts

[hollow-ghost-fire]

The thing about Bonnie and Clyde is it really shows that Women's dreams are often pushed aside for men's.

A scene later we see Bonnie expressing her dreams. She never wanted this life. And we have this young man Clyde starting off with boyish fantasies. Gradually we see more of him in picture show, his part becomes the focus and soon they're belting together at the end. As if they're competing for their dream to win. Ofcourse Bonnie is more desperate later on in the song when she realises she's got to pull strings to get anywhere.

In "this world will remember me" Clyde charms her with compliments to get what he wants. It's a recurring theme. "Destined to be in movies" gets her on his side in contrast to "it's too late to turn back": "I don't give a damn about Hollywood" where he dismisses her dream completely.

To compliment her character arhe her outfit changed from a girlish pink to an ambitious red to a black dress. She's lost her light as she finds more expensive clothes that only fill the hole.

Ofcourse this is only part of the manipulation. Bribing her into joining his travels in a promise of Hollywood. He knows even if they tread into the next state they'd be prisoners.

In "dying ain't so bad" + it's reprise. We see how Bonnie's priorities have shifted. He's made her dependent of her as he is on her. Her dreams have died and the only option is her death. She even accepts it long before him. He has the childish fantasies and she's grown up. Grown up knowing dreams aren't true.

She drops her poems, the very part of her that she's proudest of. The last part of her dream. The thing that served as her coping for years, discarded along with everything else (her family, friends, security, dreams,) and she chooses him. She chooses a love she was too afraid to step away from and that will drive her to her death.

He's changed her. He's broken every single one of her dreams for his childish fantasies that leave them running forever. She also paid the price.

- second essay:

Another thing to add about dreams being snatched:

Clyde is a criminal painted in blood, the way the system works every person he touches stains with the label, given the basic fact any person who cared would attempt to save a man from torture.

There is another factor of the setting. They dream in a more enlightened age of the 1920's to when they grow up becomes the great depression. Both their dreams suffer in this age.

He turns to crime as many people in poverty do. Stuck under the label and treatment he can't resolve his label. The paradox of the prison system lays out. Each accomplice to aiding him becomes another criminal. This is how they control people.

To ask god's forgiveness is something each person seaks in the musical. Through prison time (buck), through prayer (blanche). They are promised. Yet in "made in America" the preacher retracts his statement with "you can not buy your soul back" god don't make that kind of deal", dissolving his "god's arms are always open" so at the core forgiveness from god is an illusion the prison system made to them to guilt trip each to obey a society they can't survive in in if they do not obey they will be punished). This is how rich people in power seize power

(okay I'm tired now idk why I'm writing this. I could deffo place some maslow, power index theory of this was a psychology essay but the main point I wanted to make was how well the musical portrays the prison system as a tool to obey and comply to corrupt authorities of power. It's a endless lesson.)

Ps. I haven't checked this through so I may have accidentally said something wrong

#bonnie and clyde musical #bonnie and clyde #bonnie parker #clyde barrow

[gay-victorian-astronomer]

4! 16! 20! 39! :D

4. What do you wear when you have to dress nicely?

The most formal I need to get on a regular basis is academic conference attire, so like... business casual level of formality. My usual conference outfit is black chinos, a button up shirt whose print can only be described as space arcade carpet, and a black blazer with a pronoun pin on the lapel.

For more formal occasions, I don't actually own anything that works at the moment— in the past I would wear some type of long gown for those but subsequent Gender Realizations have made that intractable. I very badly want to get a proper suit, but I am having trouble finding an option that will have the details of men's suiting I want while still fitting nicely on my body while also not being super fucking expensive. My impending graduation might give me some motivation to figure something out though...

16. Describe your favorite hoodie. How long have you had it? What makes it unique?

Strangely I haven't been on a big hoodie kick lately— I've gone through pretty much this whole winter without really touching any of them, I've been blanket-burrito-moding instead. So I guess I'll talk about my favorite sweatshirt at the moment/one of the hoodies that's been with me the longest?

My favorite sweatshirt at the moment is one I got back in October as a free giveaway for seniors at my university. It doesn't have a hood and it's pretty plain except for a large applique of the university athletics logo on the front. I like it because I accidentally sized up more than I should have so it's pretty big and snuggly on me.

One of the hoodies that I've had the longest is a purple one from when I went to Washington, DC on a school trip in 8th grade. Most of my hoodies were purchased while traveling— for a while I had to wear a back brace for scoliosis and the brace would put holes in the backs of regular T-shirts, so whenever we'd travel I'd get hoodies as souvenirs because the thicker fabric would hold up better. That hoodie did in fact hold up— it was my favorite hoodie for most of high school because it was surprisingly thick and good quality for being an impulse purchase from a street vendor, and it was made out of pretty pill-resistant fabric, not to mention the fact that it's my favorite color.

20. What kind of math are you best at?

Going purely by my academic record, I'm generally pretty good at anything that doesn't require me to do proofs.

In terms of math I like doing, I think most parts of multivariable/vector calculus are pretty neat, and they are pretty strongly tied to physics. In a similar vein, doing boundary value problem stuff & solving partial differential equations is pretty nice as long as the problem isn't set up to be annoying as fuck (looking at you, applied boundary value problems homework sets)

Dishonorable mention goes to integrals. I am learning through taking quantum theory that I have very limited patience for dealing with integral bullshit (and there are some truly deeply bullshit integrals that have been thrown at me in that class). Evil little bastards that make my brain hurt >:(

39. What was the best part of your day today?

Not much immediately jumps out at me— I've been sick for the past couple days but I felt well enough to go to class today so it was a pretty normal Wednesday all things considered. My housemate ordered food for delivery at lunchtime and they gave me a spring roll they got as a freebie that they couldn't eat, so that was tasty. I'm debating whether to order delivery for dinner in which case that will also be a tasty treat (but we shall see).

#answered asks #thanks for sending me these!