claim to glory

Enter the Iron Banner 

Begins:  October 10, 2AM Pacific 

Ends:  October 17, 2AM Pacific

The game is Control.

What’s different? Combat will be between two teams of four players. Your fighting abilities, not your power levels, will decide the outcome. Bounties and Ranks have been replaced with an Iron Banner Engram.

How can you compete? Complete the Destiny 2 campaign – the only way to reach the Tower. Visit Lord Saladin in the Tower to begin the Iron Banner Quest. Fight in the Iron Banner playlist with Quickplay modes and matchmaking.

What’s in it for you? Earn Iron Banner Tokens in every match (earn more if you win). Daily and Season* Milestones that track your progress to glory. Claim brand new armor wrought in the forges of the Iron Lords.

Updated Magic Anon List!

❣ – VISITOR – A creature has paid a visit to your muse, and they show little signs of being a benevolent soul.

♚ – STARVED – Your muse suddenly becomes very hungry for power, willing to do anything to reach the top and claim glory.

☠ – TOXIC – Your muse has lost any faith in life and humanity and decide to take action, and may deal with that as they may.

☒ – CENSORED – Your muse can no longer tell the truth, and they only speak in lies.

✒ – REVEALING – Your muse cannot lie, and can only speak the truth, whether they know it is true or not.

⇺ – REVERSE – We see an event from your muse’s past, played out in full, as specified by the asker.

웃 – IDENTITY – Your muse must switch bodies with another muse, as specified by the asker (with permission from other blog).

℺ – MEDULA – Your muse will switch personalities with another muse (with permission from another blog) or adopt the personality of another muse of the asker’s choice.

✁ – PERSONA – Your muse will lose a trait of their personality, specified by the asker.

☻ – DECEIT – Your muse will act as their polar opposite.

✷ – KIN – All asks will  be directed towards a family member of your muse.

❥ – STARCROSSED – Your muse will fall in love with another muse of the asker’s choice.

† – HOLY – Your muse will become an angel or demon, as specified by the asker.

❇ – MUTATION – Your muse will transform into some kind of monster or animal, specified either by asker or left to mun’s imagination.

⊛ – WITHIN – Muse becomes their spirit animal.

π – TECHNOLOGICAL – Your muse has become an automaton.

☢ – DISEASED – Your muse has now fallen incredibly ill with a mysterious disease and must be taken care of.

⌚ – CLOCKWORK – Your muse is now older or younger, as specified by the asker.

♘ – PURITY – Your muse wants nothing more than to help others and see to their well-being.

✾ – INHABITATION – Your muse has become possessed by another, foreign entity.

¿ – ALTERNATIVE – Your muse is now part of an alternate universe (crossovers included) of the asker’s choosing.

ᵜ – ANIMALIA – Your muse is now a half-animal being (animal is specified by asker).

☐ – LAME – Your muse loses one of their senses, specified by asker.

✷ – MAGICA – Your muse develops magical powers, as specified by asker or left to mun’s imagination.

◌ – ABSENT – Your muse has amnesia and cannot remember anything about themselves.

♔ – OBEDIENCE – Your muse must obey any commend given to them, or any command given to them by a specified Master.

♡ – LIBIDO – Your muse’s sex drive has gone overactive, and they will lust after anyone they see or after a specific person, as specified by the asker.

☿ – PRONOUN – Your muse is now of the opposite sex or gender. If they are transgender, they have the body they aspire to have. If they are nonbinary, the mun can decide what this will mean.

☯ – SEPARATED – Your muse will be split into two opposing halves based on their personality.

の – NEGATORY – Your muse will only be able to deny things and say no, no matter what is being asked of them.

☣ – INTOXICATION – Your muse is very high on a particular intoxicant/drug, as specified by the asker.

▨ – TRANSPARENCY – Your muse is now a ghost separated from their body and cannot be easily seen, heard, or felt by any living person.

☤ – MISFORTUNE – Your muse has a terrible accident and barely survives.

♛ – HIGHNESS – Your muse becomes that of royalty and/or high status.

“The viewpoint Damore is espousing is known as biological essentialism. It’s used by people who have been told all their lives that they’re special and brilliant, and in moments of insecurity or arrogance, seek to prove this with junk science. Junk science like “women are biologically unsuited to technical work”, which – despite all his thesaurus-bothering, pseudoscientific linguistic cladding (see, I can do it too) – is the reductive crux of his argument.

Damore clearly thinks he’s schooling the world on biology, but it’s actually history he should have been paying attention to. Because he either doesn’t know or has chosen to forget that women were the originators of programming, and dominated the software field until men rode in and claimed all the glory.”

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There is no easy walk to freedom anywhere, 
and many of us will have to pass through
the valley of the shadow of death again and again before we reach the mountaintop of our desires.

Sigourney Weaver as Desdemona
Irrfan Khan as Dr. Carrington
Anthony Mackie as Tinker Tom
Billy Zane as Deacon
Zoe Saldana as Glory
Armie Hammer as Drummer Boy


This chapter is a weird one because it was inspired by a number of things: @themarginalartist’s InkDad Henry (loosely), an illustration that popped out at me by @the-vampire-inside-me and various illustrations from @shinyzango, of course.

So…sorry if this may seem like a mess. xD

Once again, this story is inspired by Zango’s 2D Bendy AU which is, and always has been, amazing.


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Fun events/M!A’s?? Let’s give it a try!

❣ – VISITOR – A creature has paid a visit to your muse, and they show little signs of being a benevolent soul.

♚ – STARVED – Your muse suddenly becomes very hungry for power, willing to do anything to reach the top and claim glory.

☠ – TOXIC – Your muse has lost any faith in life and humanity and decide to take action, and may deal with that as they may.

☒ – CENSORED – Your muse can no longer tell the truth, and they only speak in lies.

✒ – REVEALING – Your muse cannot lie, and can only speak the truth, whether they know it is true or not.

⇺ – REVERSE – We see an event from your muse’s past, played out in full, as specified by the asker.

웃 – IDENTITY – Your muse must switch bodies with another muse, as specified by the asker (with permission from other blog).

✁ – PERSONA – Your muse will lose a trait of their personality, specified by the asker. 

☻ – DECEIT – Your muse will act as their polar opposite.

✷ – KIN – All asks will  be directed towards a family member of your muse.

❥ – STARCROSSED – Your muse will fall in love with another muse of the asker’s choice.

† – HOLY – Your muse will become an angel or demon, as specified by the asker.

❇ – MUTATION – Your muse will transform into some kind of monster or animal, specified either by asker or left to mun’s imagination.

π – TECHNOLOGICAL – Your muse has become an automaton.

☢ – DISEASED – Your muse has now fallen incredibly ill with a mysterious disease and must be taken care of.

⌚ – CLOCKWORK – Your muse is now older or younger, as specified by the asker.

♘ – PURITY – Your muse wants nothing more than to help others and see to their well-being.

✾ – INHABITATION – Your muse has become possessed by another, foreign entity.

¿ – ALTERNATIVE – Your muse is now part of an alternate universe (crossovers included) of the asker’s choosing.

ᵜ – ANIMALIA – Your muse is now a half-animal being (animal is specified by asker).

☐ – LAME – Your muse loses one of their senses, specified by asker.

✷ – MAGICA – Your muse develops magical powers, as specified by asker or left to mun’s imagination.

◌ – ABSENT – Your muse has amnesia and cannot remember anything about themselves.

Eyeshadow Part 3

A/N: Part 1, Part 2, read on ao3

Here’s part three because everyone needs three chapters in 24 hours. There’s more angst here >:)

There will be another part after this I promise.

Roman had accused him of hating the others. How could he ever hate them? He loved Roman. Not that he would ever say anything. Not that Roman would ever feel the same. Why would he. Roman was a literal prince and he was just Anxiety. Just the monster that kept Thomas up at night, bothering him with ideas of things in closets and under the bed when he was the real monster. All he ever did was ruin everyone’s day.

Stupid foolish Roman. Of course Anxiety would get confused. Nobody had ever shown him even the slightest amount of care. A random gift out on nowhere? Of course he didn’t believe it. He himself had even joked about ‘slaying the monster.’ The monster being Anxiety of course. How had he never thought about how that might feel from Anxiety’s point of view.

The moment Roman got inside his room he shut the door and flopped into his bed, flying back through every memory where he had cast Anxiety aside and claimed all the glory for himself. How could he have done that? What sort of prince was he, to hurt those he claimed to defend?

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i am so serious when i say that hermione is third generation west indian/jamaican and her doctor parents pushed her to value education bc that’s how you move up in the world

i am so serious when i say that snape is from the caribbean side of colombia and learned his english from james bond movies like from russia with love, and as a kid, equated his magical heritage as claiming some form of glory that meant being known by only your last name, “snape - severo snape.”

i am so serious when i say the potters were independently successful purebloods that immigrated fully to britain from colonial india in the 19th century and have a long history of resistant political activism

i am so, so very serious when i say that being witches and wizards of color in britain in a post-colonial period had a huge impact on how they approached their wizarding education. 

Can’t believe people are calling rogue one an unnecessary movie, fan service etc… because the characters not fun or interesting
This is the only genuine star wars movie that made me cry
I like the idea of normal characters because it shows the lives of the rebellion are based on the normal people who are thrown into some shitty situations as opposed to some chosen badass character like luke or rey also the fact that they are normal unknown people who create opportunities for more mythological characters of the franchise to make them claim their glory

I want to talk about Cassian...

Because of course I do. But I have been having some thoughts about him and his position both within the Inner Circle but also what he does in a wider sense for Rhys and the Night Court and the challenges he must have faced in doing so. 

“And we’re not lesser faeries, though some try to call us that. We’re just—Illyrians. Considered expendable aerial cavalry for the Night Court at the best of times, mindless soldier grunts at the worst.
“Which is most of the time,” Azriel clarified.

I want to consider how this idea must have shaped Cassian (and Azriel)’s time in the Night Court. This is the court a large chunk of which rejected Rhys – the most powerful High Lord in Prythian’s history in part because he was half-Illyrian. I don’t think it’s a huge stretch to imagine that this prideful court might not have reacted altogether that well when their armies were placed under the command of a bastard born pure Illyrian warrior like Cassian.

To them the Illyrians are ‘expendable’ or else ‘mindless soldier grunts’ they’re arrow fodder, they’re the consistent vanguard that does the brunt of the damage and takes the brunt of the blows from the oncoming battle and protects the far more important, far more valuable High Fae and faerie warriors of the Night Court behind them. They’re a shield and a battering ram, a tool to be used and little more.

I can’t imagine that they took well to having Cassian placed over them as commander, no matter how he might have proved himself in battle these sort of stereotypes and ways of thinking aren’t something you overcome because of a few good war stories. I can only imagine the backlash that Cassian suffered as a result of this and how these people he would lay down his life to protect more than likely thought him entirely unworthy of his position, unworthy of respect, unworthy of the honour of command, unworthy to lead them.

But I don’t really want to focus too much on that aspect of it. I want to focus on Cassian. And I want to focus on the way in which I think he would have won these warriors over (because he still commands Rhys’ armies. If he’d been unable to do so, unable to earn their loyalty and obedience he wouldn’t)

Methods of controlling/keeping subjects and inferiors in line is something that is brought up in this series. It’s not given a huge amount of attention but it is there. Tamlin is a good example of the other side of Cassian’s coin.

Tamlin and the Spring Court before him is steeped in a tradition of control and control through fear. This is seen on a small scale with the way in which Tamlin responds to Lucien pushing back, he belittles Lucien, “Did I ask for your opinion?”  and uses his considerable power to punish Lucien for an insolent look (a punishment we’re never shown which adds to the sense of fear) 

But it’s seen on a larger scale with the Tithe. People are expected to pay their dues to him and they turn up and do so yes because it’s a symbiotic balance in a way – they provide for Tamlin and he keeps them safe – but also from the fear of him hunting them down and executing them if they don’t do as they’re commanded.

This method is no doubt successful but in the long term it has some very serious, gaping flaws. Ruling with fear leaves little room for anything else and I don’t think it inspires a whole lot of loyalty or respect.

The flip side of this is I think the method that Cassian would have used to bind his warriors to him. I can’t see Cassian ordering brutal punishments or executions for those who refuse to fall in line with him (largely because initially this would likely have meant executing pretty much everyone) I don’t think fear or brutality would have appealed in the least to Cassian (I don’t think he’s a pushover; and if someone betrays them or acts out of turn he will punish them) but initially, making people fall in because they fear him isn’t something I can see him doing.

I think Cassian would have won them to him with love. With compassion and empathy and that heart of his. I think Cassian, the greatest warrior Rhys has ever known, doesn’t use that aspect of himself to command fear and make his men too terrified of his wrath to disobey them – I think he inspires love in his men and I think this love breeds the loyalty and respect that Tamlin is lacking which is why Cassian has been so successful as a commander in the past.

Rhys loosed a breath. “…I’ve witnessed Cassian rip apart opponents and then puke his guts up once the carnage stopped, sometimes even mourn them.

There’s such compassion in Cassian, raw, strong, utterly unapologetic compassion. I think that in spite of being one of the strongest Illyrians in history and being loaded with the killing power, despite everything that’s been done to him and everything he’s seen Cassian retains quite a tender heart. Which is so rare from this type of male character? The cocky warrior with the skills and title to back that up is allowed to have that gentleness to him, is allowed to respond to the things he’s done in this way, is allowed to throw his guts up after killing, is allowed to mourn his enemy because he feels what he’s done so keenly.

Cassian is a warrior at heart. Born and bred and trained to be one of the best killers in Prythian but I think he’s far deeper and more complex than that. He is not only a warrior. He is a trainer and a brother, a friend, a lover and a dreamer. He is not defined by this warrior status. He is not a bloodthirsty killer who delights in battle and argues for war as the way forward in every instance. He is a fighter – the best Rhys has ever come across – but he doesn’t relish it. He doesn’t relish violence or death. He doesn’t take any pleasure in it. He doesn’t claim glory from the things he’s done or the title he holds.

Cassian shrugged, wings tucking in tighter. “I command Rhys’s armies.”
As if such a position were something that one shrugged off. 

But for Cassian that is the way he responds to it because that may be the title that he holds but it is not who he is. It does not define him. His pride does not lie in the number of warriors he has at his disposal, the number of men he can send to slaughter and die. It does not lie in the great, bloody deeds he’s done in war. It does not lie in the people he has killed. It lies in the people he has saved. Which is why Cassian mourns his enemies, the people he’s killed, the people that need not have died, the people that might have been saved and weren’t. All of them. Friend or foe.

When she finally noticed Cassian, she looked up at him.
His voice was rough as he said, “Five hundred years ago, I fought on battlefields not far from this house. I fought beside human and faerie alike, bled beside them. I will stand on that battlefield again, Nesta Archeron, to protect this house—your people. I can think of no better way to end my existence than to defend those who need it most.”

This I think is one of the most telling and important moments for sussing out who Cassian is and that last line in particular I think is one of the most defining Cassian quotes I can think of. It tells you what he values, it tells you what he loves, it tells you why he fights which is the most important question for someone like Cassian in the position that he’s in. He must always be ready to fight and die; he must always be able to rationalise it and justify it and live with it afterwards especially when he responds to death the way he does: he must know why he fights and what for.

This is a man who fights because he must. This is a man who fights not for glory or honour or riches or legacy or for the simple pleasure of violence and killing. This is a man who fights for love. For compassion. A man who does these things because he has to, to protect those who cannot protect themselves - for this he will die, for this he will blacken his soul and bloody his hands with the acts of war that make him sick to his stomach again and again and again. To defend those who need it most.

The wrappings around my hands were now mere smudges of soot. Cassian’s upraised palms remained before me—ready to take the blow, if I needed to make it. “I’m all right,” he said quietly. Gently.
And maybe I was exhausted and broken, but I breathed, “I killed them.”
I hadn’t said the words aloud since it had happened.
Cassian’s lips tightened. “I know.” Not condemnation, not praise. But grim understanding.

This whole scene is beautifully written and put together and incredibly moving and it’s something I fully intend to meta on and pick apart much more completely than this when I reach it again in ACOMAF. But for Feyre for her recovery, for her grief and guilt this moment where she expresses it out loud is a huge turning point for her and incredibly important. But for Cassian too, for understanding him it’s hugely important for his character as well.

This was one of the first moments where I truly saw Cassian; saw the man behind the fighting leathers and the cocky smiles, saw to that burning heart he has inside. This is a point at which you realise that Cassian is a fighter and a warrior and a killer but in spite of all that, deep down, I don’t think that’s what defines him the most. It’s not the core of him, it’s not the heart of him. It’s an aspect of him, a very important one but it’s not the be all and end all of his character or existence.

Which again is something we very rarely see from characters like Cassian who are built up to be great warriors and fighters. They’re so rarely allowed to have the raw emotion that Cassian has. They would so rarely be allowed to make an admission like this, to respond in this way to an act of selfless heroism. He doesn’t try and rationalise it for her or justify it or offer her glory or try and brush it off. He doesn’t pity her. He doesn’t condemn her. He doesn’t praise her. He just understands her.

This is a man of empathy. A man who looks at Feyre Cursebreaker, the girl they hero worship for the thing that makes her vomit her guts up every single night, the thing that torments her awake and asleep, the thing that makes her feel that ‘it should have been me’ and simply says ‘I know’.

 Cassian understands this, understands her, because when history remembers them their legacy will not be cold sweats and fickle dreams. It will not be their grief and sadness for every death on every side. It will be as heroes. With no thought of the price of that heroism, the weight they carry, the blood they can never wash off. It will remember him as the army leader, one of the strongest Illyrians in history, the greatest warrior of his age. It will remember the people he killed. The great deeds he performed. The slaughter and the glory of the warrior incarnate. I hope it does not forget why. I hope it does not forget his heart. 

Ike/Xander C-A Support

Written by @dawn-awakens


Xander: Sir Ike!

Ike: Hm? Oh, hello there. Um… you’re Xander, from the World of Conquest, right?

Xander: That’s right.

Ike: Well met, Xander. I’m Ike, although it looks like you knew that already.

Xander: Of course. Stories of the Radiant Hero of legend reach even across realms, you know.

Ike: That’s flattering, but I’m no one special. I just did what needed to be done, and had a lot of help along the way.

Xander: You say that, and yet such modesty is a quality only true heroes possess.

Ike: *sigh* I suppose I should just get used to this sort of thing while I’m in Askr.

Xander: Apologies, I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable.

Ike: Nah, it’s fine. Just feels weird having everyone heap so much praise on me, especially in this world, where I’m about as heroic as anyone else you’d run into in the castle. Well, except maybe that Narcian fellow…

Xander: Yes, well, Narcian aside, all of the heroes in the castle do have their own stories to tell, but I can guess why yours resonates with everyone so much.

Ike: I’m listening.

Xander: Well, yours is an incredible story of a common mercenary who rises to the challenge of guarding his country’s hope against the tyranny of an oppressive power, correct?

Ike: Er… yeah, I suppose you could simplify it that way.

Xander: There you have it then. Those here of common blood see your story as inspiration to better themselves. If you could accomplish such deeds, there’s nothing stopping them.

Ike: Huh. I guess that makes sense.

Xander: Meanwhile, speaking personally, those who are of royal blood are fascinated at the lengths that a once average citizen would go to to protect that which he holds dear.

Ike: Hm… I can sort of see where you’re coming from. Still though, there are far more impressive heroes here to admire than me.

Xander: Hahaha… I suppose you’re entitled to that opinion.

Ike: Right, well, I appreciate the insight, but I’m assuming you had a different reason to approach me?

Xander: Ah, yes. If it’s alright with you, I’d like to challenge you to a duel. I believe I could learn much from you.

Ike: Heh. I was hoping you’d say that, to be honest. The feeling’s mutual. Fighting strong opponents from other worlds is always fun, and you certainly look strong.

Xander: I’m honored. Well then, shall we begin?

Ike: Sure, just don’t expect me to hold back. I’ve apparently got quite the reputation to uphold.

[Ike and Xander have reached support rank C.]


Ike: Oh, hello, Xander. How’s your arm doing?

Xander: Greetings, Sir Ike. Still sore, if you can believe it. I’d never have thought the most grievous wound I’d receive after sparring with the Radiant Hero himself for the past few days would come from a third party.

Ike: Yeah, Anna slugged you pretty hard when she saw how much it’d cost to repair the damage we did to the castle in our last bout. To be expected when both fighters decide to use magical swords, I suppose.

Xander: Perhaps we should go back to using training swords from our next session onwards?

Ike: Well that wouldn’t be any fun at all, now would it?

Xander: Ha! Perhaps not.

Ike: I just wish she would have at least let us finish. The score is still tied now, after all.

Xander: Indeed. You were correct to suggest that using our real blades could be used to settle the tie. I’m fairly certain I would have emerged the victor had we the chance to finish.

Ike: I don’t know about that.

Xander: Hahaha, agree to disagree I suppose. At any rate, I daresay the damage to the castle would have been the same even without your divine blade. Wherever did you learn to fight?

Ike: Well, I learned most of my skills from my father.

Xander: Oh, I see.

Ike: He was a terrific swordsman, unmatched in skill and strength. Even beyond that, after our mother died, he looked after not only myself and my sister, but also our entire mercenary group. I learned pretty much everything I know about anything from him… If it wasn’t for his guidance I don’t think anyone would be calling me a hero at all.

Xander: …

Ike: How about you, Xander? You fight too well to be self taught, and since you’re royalty I’m assuming your father knew a thing or two about the blade. Did you learn from him as well?

Xander: Ah, yes. I… did.

Ike: Well then, I’m sure he’d be proud to see how well you’ve taken after him.

Xander: …

Ike: Um, everything alright Xander? Did I say something wrong?

Xander: No, not at all… Excuse me, I should be-

Ike: Hey, you can talk to me if something’s bothering you. I may not know what to say or even be able to help, but it’s better than keeping everything bottled up.

Xander: *sigh* Well… There was a time when my father was a very respectable man, and had many of the same traits as yours. He was kind, strong, and cared deeply about those dear to him, perhaps even to a fault.

Ike: But…

Xander: …Suffice to say, he suddenly began to change for the worst. He grew callous, cutting himself off from everyone, and his battle tactics grew more and more ruthless. By the time my youngest sister was born, my other siblings and I could barely recognize him.

Ike: I see.

Xander: All he did, he claimed to do for the glory of Nohr, but he was always lashing out at everyone, no matter the situation. He’d execute prisoners left and right, and threaten even my siblings with the same fate whenever they went against his wishes.

Ike: What? That’s terrible!

Xander: Indeed. I… did my best to be their pillar of support, but as Crown Prince, our father’s eye was often on me, intent on molding me into his essence. For the good of our family and our country, I knew I needed to remain in his good books, so I obeyed to the best of my ability, but…

Ike: Oh… So when I suggested you’d taken after him…

Xander: …I apologize, Sir Ike. I fear I’ve went on for far too long already. I thank you for listening, but I think it’s best that I be on my way for the time being.

Ike: I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-

Xander: Don’t let it trouble you. Good day then.

[Xander exits.]

Ike: …*sigh* I sure messed that up.

[Ike and Xander have reached support rank B.]


Xander: Hya! Hah!

Ike: Hyaaa!!

Xander: Wha-?!

Ike: Heh, looks like this one’s mine.

Xander: Ha… yes, I suppose so… I yield.

Ike: Phew, I’ve been doing pretty well today. Guess all this training we’ve been doing together is paying off.

Xander: Well-

Ike: At least, that’s what I’d say if you weren’t so obviously distracted by something.

Xander: Hm? What makes you-

Ike: Is this about what you told me the other day? About your father?

Xander: …So you still remember. I should apologize again, I don’t really know what came over me. It’s not like me to ramble so much, I assure you.

Ike: Don’t worry about it, I was the one who brought it up. But I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that, actually. To be honest, I was a little caught off guard to hear something like that has been bothering you all this time.

Xander: …While it’s been on my mind for many years, I can usually keep it in the back of my thoughts as long as I have something to do, be it training or commanding armies. But hearing how much your father influenced you…

Ike: It struck a chord?

Xander: …If the influence of an exemplary father can turn one into the world’s strongest hero, then what of a case like mine?

Ike: What of it? I don’t see a problem.

Xander: But-

Ike: I won’t take back what I said, my father’s teachings are what made everything I did possible. But honestly, I think I was just lucky in that regard. Many members of my company had less than ideal parents. Some don’t even remember who brought them up. And yet, they were every bit as heroic as I was. Maybe even moreso.

Xander: Why do you say that?

Ike: They had additional hurdles to overcome. My life hasn’t exactly been a walk in the park, but I’m not even sure if I’d still be here if I had been born into the same situations as some of them.

Xander: I see…

Ike: Overcoming adversity despite the odds… that’s what it means to be a hero, isn’t it? I’m sorry that you have to deal with something like this, but I think history will someday see you in a far finer light than it does me.

Xander: I appreciate the vote of confidence, however I’m afraid I can’t be so certain of that myself.

Ike: Do you think I was certain of anything throughout my journey? Frankly, looking back, I could have been killed many times. It was faith that saw me through it all. Faith in the skills my father taught me, yes, but also faith in myself, and in my allies.

Xander: I can relate to that. I too, have many allies I can rely on in times of hardship. Their continued support is something I will always cherish.

Ike: Then why don’t you try being a bit more open with them? I’m sure someone among your friends and family have more practical solutions to all this. At the very least, confiding in those close to you is something your father probably didn’t do either, so it would be a step in the right direction.

Xander: Will it really be enough though? Or worse yet, what if they wind up getting hurt as a result?

Ike: It won’t come to that, I’m sure of it.

Xander: Would that I could be so certain.

Ike: I’ll have to be certain enough for the both of us then. If it’s for the sake of your country and your family, I’m sure you’ll find a way. That’s the kind of person you are, Xander. The kind who would do whatever it took to… how did you put it when we first met… “protect that which he holds dear.”

Xander: Sir Ike… I… will try. I thank you for your wisdom. I admit, I feel a small relief now even if nothing has truly changed. You’re surprisingly easy to talk to, it seems.

Ike: I don’t know about that, but I’m glad I could help. And I’d be happy to help even more, if you’ll let me.

Xander: How do you mean?

Ike: Well, I could just keep beating you in these duels. I’m no pushover, but if you can no longer beat me in a practice fight I don’t think you have to worry about tearing apart your family anytime soon.

Xander: Heh… If someone can still speak to me like that, I don’t think I have to worry about being as intimidating as my father for quite some time. With that said, I hope you’re ready to have your title of strongest hero brought into question.

Ike: By all means. One thing though. It’s Ike. Just Ike, please.

Xander: Ha… as you wish, Ike. At your ready.

[Ike and Xander have reached support rank A.]

Arthurian Legend in Trollhunters

I marathoned Trollhunters a week ago, and I think I’m just getting more addicted to this show with each passing day! ^_^

And I have to know, does one else just love the connections and allusions to Arthurian legend? I’m a huge fan of Arthurian myth myself, and while not essential, I find this aspect of Trollhunters to be icing on the cake!

Things I’ve noticed:

-It’s actually mentioned in interview that Jim’s armor was inspired by the movie Excalibur (1981), a King Arthur fantasy film. I can definitely see it; before even reading that interview, the armor was already reminding me of knight-based films, including Excalibur. One noteworthy thing is that, in both Excalibur and Trollhunters, the armor seems to have its own glow.

-Speaking of Excalibur, Daylight basically is a bit like Excalibur, an exemplary and legendary sword of exquisite beauty and immense power. While Arthur was not the only one capable of wielding Excalibur like Jim is with Daylight, there is an essence of the wielder of the sword being a “chosen one” by magical means.

-They also visually reference the “sword in the stone” legend in the first episode…twice. It’s done comically, mind you, but still. Arthur draws the sword from the stone to prove he is the true king. Jim still draws the sword from the stone and holds it aloft as Strickler’s voiceover proclaims the amulet has found its champion. So Daylight is used as an allusion to the Sword in the Stone and Excalibur, the two fabled swords of Arthur.

-Of course, the obvious Arthurian reference is that the Trollhunter’s amulet is the amulet of Merlin! (Guillermo del Toro has admitted he was going for “an Arthurian steampunk” vibe with the amulet’s design.) They even call the Trollhunter “Merlin’s Champion.” Merlin’s name is also mentioned in the riddle left by Bodus: The Myrddin Wylt obscured a Shadow’s bane. As Claire stated, “Myrddin Wylt” is an ancient name for Merlin (Welsh, to be precise). So I’m guessing, in this universe, there was an actual Merlin who made the amulet.

-Of course, Bodus’ riddle leaves us to wonder why Merlin, who, according to Kanjigar, crafted the Trollhunter’s armor “with a single purpose in mind: to protect both our worlds,” would “obscure” the very items capable of taking down a dark evil like Gunmar rather than having them available to the Trollhunter. What sort of dark secrets lay in the past of these artifacts that prompted Merlin to hide them? Why doesn’t he want the Trollhunter using them? They are dark items of evil origin - the Birth Stone, the thing that birthed Gunmar; the Killing Stone, a thing Gunmar killed, and Gunmar’s eye, a thing from Gunmar himself - so are they safe to use at all? Does using them spell trouble for Jim?

-If there was a Merlin, there was probably a King Arthur. But wait…if the Trollhunter is “Merlin’s Champion,” was Arthur a Trollhunter? But that would mean he would have to be a troll. Del Toro has claimed the incantation “For the glory of Merlin…” hints at the amulet’s origins and has promised to explore that later in the series, so…will we find out King Arthur was a troll? Or maybe one of his knights was a troll. (Man, a troll Lancelot with a human Arthur and Guinevere would be more than a little awkward.)

-Wait…what if Arthur wasn’t a normal troll? What if he was a Changeling? Hence why humans would remember him as human, but he was actually a troll.

-Or perhaps King Arthur was simply a human during the time of Merlin who showed friendship to the trolls.

-And if there is a Merlin and an Arthur, could there be a Morgan Le Fay? Could that be the mysterious witch who cursed Angor Rot?! She is called Argante, Lady Pale, Baba Yaga, and Eldritch Queen. Baba Yaga is a ferocious-looking witch from Slavic folklore and Lady Pale refers to “white ladies,” ghosts or images of female figures in folklore the world over. But what’s interesting here is Eldritch Queen and Argante. Argante is often cited as the queen of Avalon in Arthurian myth. She’s often equated with - get this - Morgan Le Fay. Furthermore, Morgan Le Fay is often said to be queen of the fairies or “fay people.” “Eldritch” means “weird and sinister or ghostly” and is often used to refer to something sinister, but what’s interesting is that it’s based on the Middle English word for “fairyland.” “Eldritch Queen” could mean “ghostly queen of the fairies”…exactly what Morgan Le Fay was in many Arthurian myths. This is backed by the fact that she sent Angor Rot to kill the Trollhunters, “Merlin’s champions,” for Morgan Le Fay is almost always shown at odds with Merlin.

Well, I thought that I was just going to geek out over King Arthur, but now I’m throwing out legit Trollhunters theories. Ah, I love it! XD

doctorflashtardiscold  asked:

Hey. Sorry if you have had this before, but do you have any Peter Parker and Tony Stark mentorship and friendship head canons, or any Hank Pym and Tony Stark Headcanons?

I don’t really know/like Hank Pym much, so I’m focussing more on Peter&Tony. I was going to focus more on their overall relationship but then I babbled about the first time Tony took Peter to his labs… sorry. 

  • When Tony first lets Peter into his lab, the teenager looks around with huge eyes. He’s quiet as Tony sweeps an arm over the broad expanse of the room and continues his long, babbling stream of dialogue, telling Peter about security protocols and new holos and Iron Man suits. He’s quiet as he shuffles in, eyes taking in every detail. He’s quiet as Tony mentions not to touch anything.
  • He’s quiet as he touches absolutely everything
  • “What did I just say?” Tony asks, grabbing Peter by the collar and tugging him away from a half-finished block of tech that angrily whirls and hisses smoke and sparks at them. “Am I talking to myself? Do you think I just like to hear the dullecent tones of my own voice? Am I speaking Spanish?”
  • “I can speak Spanish,” Peter says, the first thing he’s voiced since being lead down the winding steps into the technological candy-land.
  • “No, you can’t, kid. I’ve seen your Spanish scores at school.”
  • “You’re seen my grades?” Peter frowns; Tony has the distinct impression the subject is being changed until he’s the one being scolded. “That’s kind of creepy, dude. Isn’t that, like, illegal? To hack into school systems?”
  • “He says, because he’s done it before,” Tony tells his bot. Dum-E spins in a loose, uneven circle on the floor, one arm waggling like a dog’s tail.
  • Peter rubs at the back of his neck. “Don’t tell Aunt May.”
  • They go through the lab, Tony pointing out things, Peter watching with wide eyes and interjecting sporadically. He keeps touching things. Tony has to stay near him and yank him back, like he’s an untrained puppy, or a sticky fingered toddler, or the little, disobedient shit that Tony remembers being at the age. He wonders, briefly, what he was thinking when he recruited the vigilante. 
  • Dum-E follows them around the lab. He seems hesitant about Peter at first, then grows confident when the teenager only beams at his presence, and coaxes him forward.
  • “Don’t encourage him,” Tony scolds.
  • “I won’t,” Peter promises, and then gets down on one knee, and lets Dum-E sidle up close to him, running one gentle hand down his support strut, like he’s patting a dog, looking awed and excited by the bot’s happy wiggling. 
  • “That right there? That’s you encouraging him.”
  • You peeks out from being a workbench and loops around Tony, zipping to the newcomer now that his brother is receiving pats and attention. Peter pats him, too. 
  • “It’s not my fault they like me more,” Peter says airily, You and Dum-E bucking happily under his hands.
  • “Disrespect,” Tony says, arms crossed, trying to look like the responsible, respect-worthy adult he’s supposed to be. “That’s what this is; disrespect. Child, you should respect your elders, and their spaces, and their rules–”
  • “Can we order pizza?” Peter cuts in.
  • “What did I just say–”
  • “Pizza order placed,” says Friday, his AI sounding clear and unashamed as Peter beams. “It should be here soon, Mr. Parker.”
  • “Mr. Parker,” Peter echoes, pleased. “No one’s ever called me Mister, unless I’m in trouble.”
  • “Oh,” Tony says, frowning at the entire room, at his disobedient bots, at his disobedient protege, “you’re definitely in trouble, Mr. Parker.”


Thomas as Poseidon’s Son

-Not good with water (can only heal and talk to fish/horses)

-Can use the earth really well!! Like pretty powerful

-Not his main power tho


-His singing voice is like charm speak

-Once convinced a hellohound to attack another group of monsters

-He was scared to sing after that

-It took his awhile but he finally mastered his gift (not what he thought but whatever)

-Now he can sing with or without his siren abilities

-His weapon (because he has to as a demigod) is a set of Kamas

-One is named Thais (Greek meaning Beloved) is sliver

-The other is Myma (Irish meaning Beloved) is celestial bronze

-Gift from dad

-Thomas named them however touching on both sides of his ancestry

-He was claimed when he accidentally made the entire Ares cabin break all their weapons

-His hair is the same but his eyes have more of a greenish tint

Joan as Athena’s child

-They are terrifying when they are given a chance to lead

-Everyone listens

-They are really creative so everyone thought they’d be Apollo

-But no. Joan knew they were Athena

-Athena claimed them by giving them Marco

-Marco doubles as a shield and chain whip

-Only can be used one at a time but can change on command

-Other powers include: weaving

-They weave like no one business

-Their hair has more of a blonde tint and their eyes are greyer

Talyn as Hecate’s Child


-doesn’t have a physical weapon

-But be careful for they have turned several people into cats

-Hecate claimed them when they turned someone into a cat

-Can talk to ghost

-Rumor has they can make poisonous plants grow whenever

-(They can)

-They look the same

Patton as Aphrodite’s son

-K I read somewhere that Aphrodite kids can sense emotions i don’t care if it true or not but now it is

-Core of Thomas’s feelings so he can sense feelings

-It overwhelmed him a lot when he was younger

-Emotions floated around him in full color so he pretty much sees auras

-He can alter feelings too

-He mostly does it to make people happy but it has a negtive effect on him

-Haha angst

-When he changes people’s emotions he gets what ever he changed

-Aka if he makes someone happy, he gets their sadness

-He’s an expert with makeup

-His weapon is a dagger (like Annabeth)

-It’s called Loloi (There is always love)

-He has freckles and has to have his glasses to see

-When he was claimed (in full Aphrodite glory) He got new glasses that blocked him from seeing auras (if he takes them off he will see the auras)

-Very friendly with Nymphs

-Talyn loves to hang out this goofball

Roman as Apollo’s Son

-Can play pretty much any instrument

-Can sing also

-Basic Apollo stuff

-He can’t heal at all (don’t let him near the med bay)

-Hits his target every time

-Weapon is a bow (ovi)

-It was a gift from his dad and came with a variety of arrows (sonic arrow, grappling arrow, sickness arrow)

-His true power is he can inflict diseases

-He said to someone at camp “I hope you get the flu” and they did

-He is very careful to not be angry often because that’s when that power comes out

-He was claimed at the campfire by Apollo making the guitar he was striking gold (its Roman’s most prized possession)

-His eyes have a golden tint (also like they were infused with the sun)

-Best friends with Joan

Virgil as Hecate’s Son

-He really likes the cabin

-He is really weird knowledge of poisons

-Can use magic

-He can also make his hands glow purple

-His biggest power is the fact that he can see crossroads

-Basically the different paths of the future

-Happens in his sleep usually (so he doesn’t sleep often) but can happen while he’s awake

-When it happens when he’s awake, a fog goes over his eyes and he’s present with the paths

-He hates it

-His weapon is a quarter staff

-It’s main form is a pencil

-He calls it his magic wand

-The staff is made of celestial bronze

-His hair is darker (and still has the purple) and his eyes have a purple color

-He was really glad that he and Talyn are siblings

Logan as Athena’s Son

-This is a given, brains

-Expert strategist

-Really good relationship with Joan and Thomas


-One eye is the Athena Grey™ and they other is hazel

-His weapon is a shuriken because he doesn’t like to be near his enemies

-He can call them back after he using them by using his invention that can detect the metal in his shurikens

-He can also crochet, knit, sew, and other stuff like that really well and does it to help him think

The most frequent questions and statements I see of Shingeki no Bahamut.

Hello again, this might be my last possibly long post on Shingeki no Bahamut. I am happy to know that some enjoy reading my posts so thank you for that!

I want to analyze and answer “with some evidence” from the show the frequent questions and statements I see about Shingeki no Bahamut. This is my opinion you are free to agree or disagree but I will provide evidence and how I believe things work in the SnB universe and also mostly will be my personal opinion.

There has been so much controversy in this show mainly around Charioce XVII and his actions so he will be somehow a major part of this post, not only because he is my favorite character, but because he is the character that a lot argue about.

Keep in mind I will not be applying modern views, morals, and look at it from a white or black perspective because in order to understand this show you have to know that not everything is perfect, not everything works in favor of good characters, villains can get away with their actions.

This universe has gods, demons, dragons, and mankind living in it. Applying real world logic and morals doesn’t work on a medieval fantasy world.

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