dragon needle

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Ha-ha, I didn’t forget that I wanted to do more @incorrectrotbtdquotes​ , I’m just getting consumed by Overwatch fandom. 

I wanted to do this quote so badly since the first time I saw it, but only now I got a feel of how I wanted it to be. I’m pretty satisfied with the result. Rapunzel may be a precious beloved-by-everyone flower, but I firmly belief she has a scary badass side of her.)

ID #68463

Name: Nico
Age: 18
Country: Canada

Hi! My name is Nico and I’ve just finished high school here, and I’ll be studying international relations in college come September. I’m from British Columbia, Canada, and would love to have a penpal that I can send cool little snacks and other things to (despite being a broke student). I’m a huge Geography and History nerd as well, and enjoy talking and debating about politics and current events.
I’m a very easygoing person that tries to have a positive outlook on life, and I’m really open to meeting all sorts of people.
That being said, my hobbies include hiking, needle felting (ask me about it sometime?), and gaming. I play a lot of Overwatch, Stardew Valley, and I love love love Dragon Age. My favourite shows are The Amazing Race, and Skam. I listen to Sigur Ros, Of Monsters and Men, Sekai no Owari, and Bastille just to name a few. :P
I also speak French, Japanese, and am currently learning Norwegian. I’m really open to anyone and anything so feel free to send a shout! \o/


Preferences: Preferably someone around my age so 16-17+ ish

Why I theorize about Mother3 as the framework for Black Butler....

Yana-san wasn’t sure this manga series would ever get picked up (let alone become a huge industry), so she was tentative about writing arcs that might never see the light of day. HOWEVER, the main plot, the main characters (as well as some more minor ones), and the timeline of the series were planned from the very beginning, and Yana-san told us all about it in just TWO PANELS in CHAPTER ONE.

That first panel is a close-up of irises – Victorian flower language meaning “I have a message for you”.

The second panel is the VERY NEXT PANEL, the game packaging for “Mouse3”.

It’s a direct reference to Nintendo’s Mother3, which had been released in Japan back in April of the same year (2006).

The game revolves around mirror twin boys (with anagram names) who get separated soon after the tragic death of their mother. They are about ten years old. The older twin, Claus, dies (trying to avenge his mother’s death) a bit less than a month later. Lucas stays home for about three years before making his own journey for the same quest (revenge), but now it’s not just for the death of his mother but also for the disappearance of Claus and how all this trauma has made their father utterly useless. They don’t know Claus is dead, since they hadn’t found a body.

He sets out on his quest with his loyal DOG. They infiltrate their enemies, sometimes taking jobs with them, sometimes even dressing the dog up like a human. There’s even a scene in which the DOG is refused entry to a MUSIC HALL because he’s obviously NOT HUMAN. (Think: the two bouncers [Neckbeard and Skinhead] who refuse Boney entry look *very much* like the two thugs who toss Sebastian out of Sphere Music Hall. I’ve posted comparison pics before….) The vast majority of the game is played within a ONE YEAR TIMELINE. (Think: BB ever since chapter 14.)

He ends up with a “treasured” Courage Badge/Franklin Badge (a family heirloom) from someone with strong ties to his family. The person who hands him this “treasure” is the local (and very eccentric) grave keeper. (Think: Undertaker and his “treasured” mourning lockets.)

He gets help along the way by these weird fairy-like Magypsies, though they can be rude at times. All of them appear to be male but have magenta hair and dress as women. They are keeping a Dark Dragon asleep with magic needles. (Think: Grell Sutcliff as the main parallel but also include BB characters seen or associated with various kinds of needles, like Lau, Charles Phipps, Nina, Blavat, etc.) Lucas learns about a prophecy and that he’s able to fulfill it: if he pulls out the most needles, then he will control this Dark Dragon. (Think: having a contract with/being able to control a “Black Butler”.)

Then he finds out that someone else has the same ability to fulfill the prophesy… that this other person is heartless… and that their identities keep getting confused. (Think: the shooter in ch126.) There are even a couple scenes in which Lucas makes a TELEPATHIC CONNECTION to this Masked Man, though he has no idea how or why. (Think: the earl talking to a mirror image of himself in dreams/hallucinations. Also think: the earl thinking Undertaker is with a boy who looks like him, but then he wakes up and sees Sebastian by his bed.)

Two other people join him and become his team:

1. Duster forgets his identity and takes up a new persona in a five-piece band that “undoes” the brainwashing caused by Happy Boxes. His strongest weapons are his SHOES (which he can upgrade during the game). Much of his time is spent trying to find the missing EGG OF LIGHT, which contains his memories. (Think: the duo of Edward [joining the P5] and Lizzie Midford [with her shoes].)

2. Kumatora lives in an old castle that is haunted by the “ghost” of tradition. She always wears a hoodie, can be quite rude and distant, has psychic abilities (telepathy), and hides her true feelings. She disguises herself in a purple hoodie and changes her name to VIOLET in order to infiltrate the enemies. As Violet, she waits tables at a MUSIC HALL. At the end of the game she cries, unable to stop, and it’s apparently the first time she’s ever cried in her life. (Think: Gregory Violet, who was met at the super-traditional Weston College. Also think: Gregory Violet crying/showing emotion when the earl and Sebastian find him in Bath and save his life.)

A villager who had been silent (until he decided it was the right time) tells Lucas all about the history of Nowhere Islands… and how the people had arrived, on a big white boat, with the hopes to start over their lives. (Think: all those references to Noah’s Ark.) They even wiped their memories clean and came up with fake histories. Only this one person was left with his memories intact for the purpose of telling it to the one who will fulfill the prophecy. (I think Tanaka will ultimately fill this role.)

Lucas and his team have to defeat numerous enemies, including one who uses Happy Boxes (delivered by a trained and enslaved monkey) to brainwash the masses. (Think: Blavat Sky using the S4 performances to sway the masses.) Another major enemy they have to defeat is King Porky and his servants/army. (Think: Queen Victoria, Double Charles, and John Brown.)

They are sometimes helped by an eccentric inventor who is obsessed with donuts (offers them to Lucas, too) and driven in his pursuits by CURIOSITY. (Think: Undertaker, his bone-shaped biscuits/cookies, and how he’s driven by curiosity about life and death.) King Porky stole technology from him and even forced him to work on new inventions for his personal benefit. (Think: Queen Victoria wants Bizarre Dolls as “allies” and has Sieglinde Sullivan working for her now.) One of the more interesting inventions is a mobility suit that looks like SPIDER LEGS. (Think: Sieglinde Sullivan.) However, what the inventor is best known for are his FASCINATING CHIMERA. (Think: Undertaker’s Bizarre Dolls.)

After all other enemies have been defeated, the only person standing between Lucas and the last needle is the Masked Man who had previously shown up out of nowhere (from time to time) to mess stuff up and compete to pull needles. It’s the same guy that’s causing all the MISTAKEN IDENTITY issues. It’s the guy who is “HEARTLESS”. He turns out to be Claus, Lucas’ twin who had died ALMOST FOUR YEARS ago. He’s “heartless” because after death he was turned into one of those Fascinating Chimera; he’s a walking corpse programmed with a single purpose: beat Lucas in waking the Dark Dragon. (Think: the real Ciel turned into a Bizarre Doll and “programmed” with an “episode” to seek out his own revenge and to, perhaps, also reclaim his birthright.)

They fight; his friends can’t help him anymore (not even the dog). That “treasured” badge saves Lucas from an attack that would have probably killed him. Then, essentially, a miracle occurs in which the ghost of their mother forces Claus to remember who he was… and that they shouldn’t fight. Claus gives up… as his programming fails… and they reunite just before Claus “dies” a second time. (Think: the earl and real Ciel face off, but not even Sebastian can do much about it… for whatever reason. Perhaps he is busy fighting someone else? And one boy “wins”….)

Then Lucas pulls up the last needle. The Dark Dragon wakes up and causes Armageddon-level havoc before basically resetting things back the way they had been. There is the rubble of destruction everywhere, but the people are ok; the Dark Dragon’s power was even strong enough to return everyone to full health and strength. (Think: Sebastian will follow the will of whichever “Ciel” proves victorious….)

Done. The end.

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THIS is why I spend so much time going on about my Mother3 theory…. :)

Visit @abybweissekuromother3 for more about my theory….

Jin’s Final Fantasy 15 Inspired Soaps

Hi everyone! Jinju here, I am in need of monies, who isn’t though? I am creating soaps inspired by Final Fantasy 15 and will be selling them on Etsy. This is the line up I will be having! I have most of the products being shipped to me now and a some on hand. There will be a discount for followers of my main blog and smut blog, like 10 - 15% off total purchase. Pricing for one 4 oz (standard size) bar will be about $5 plus shipping. The pricing might change that is the basic price for right now.

I plan on making a batch of each then any after that people will need to wait for them to cure. One batch makes about 8 soaps.

If you are interested in any of these soaps just send me a “ask” and I’ll answer, I would like to see who would be the most popular one. So I know who to make more of!

Noctis Lucis Caelum: Lavender, camomile, cinnamon and mandarin orange. (Sleep inspired)

Prompto Argentum: Honeysuckle, peaberry, sea breeze. (sunshine inspired)

Ignis Scientia: Coffee, milk, almond and coffee grounds. (Ebony inspired)

Gladiolus Amicitia: Fresh cut grass, musk, bergamot. (outdoors inspired)

Ravus Nox Fleuret: *Tea infusion* Emperor Dragon Pearl and Dragon Silver Needles (relaxation inspired)

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret: Lavender, violet, rose, mandarin orange. (sleep inspired)

Nyx Ulric: leather, patchouli, lemongrass (outdoorsman inspired)

Cor Leonis: Vanilla, camp fire, orange and cinnamon. (travel inspired)

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OC’s From Tumblr Fandom (These are only available to the owners of the OC!! And will only sell with their permission!)

Morana Tarda: Campfire, dragons blood, lemongrass.

Ruby Philomela: Sea breeze, peaberry, violet

Penelope Ulixes: Primrose, used book, coffee

Sheridan Edmonton: Violet, peaberry, primrose.

@rubyreddemise @sylleblossompetals @stephicness I made scents for your OCs!

@themissimmortal The soaps I was talking about!

When she turned sixteen, the princess wished for a needle. “I want to sew a bit,” she wrote on a note and put it into the basket that went down her tower for food and books. “Just so I have something to do.”

When she received it, tucked under berries and cheese, the princess took the needle between two fingers. She went down the tower and to the door where the dragon lay.

“Beast,” the princess said.

The dragon said nothing. The chain around its neck was golden and terrible. Its wings were folded. It lay still and looked at the princess.

She lifted her hand. The needle gleamed silver in the dragon fire under the beast’s belly. “I can unleash you.”

For a while, the dragon only looked. It looked and looked, and then it opened its jaws. “And what do you want in return?”

The princess smiled. She went over to the dragon and pushed the needle into the lock sealing its neck.

“What do you want?” the dragon asked again. But the princess said nothing.

While she worked, the beast slowly shifted to its feet, and the princess did not flinch when hot breath flooded over the scars on her naked shoulder blades. She did not tremble when the dragon nudged her where her wings used to be, neither when it sniffed where horns used to adore her bald head, nor when it nosed at the burns that torches had left on her four arms.

The chain fell. A shudder went through the dragon’s body. It took a deep breath, its throat bulged, and magic erupted from its freed lungs. The door on the bottom of the tower burnt to ashes.

The princess smiled.

“Well,” the dragon said when they stood outside and looked at the sky. “Now you must tell me.”

And still, the princess smiled, a slow and horrifying little smile that stuck to her tiny mouth. The dragon stumbled away from her, terror shooting through his veins. He was up in the sky within seconds, but the princess only looked at him.

When she spoke, it echoed across the clearing deep in the forest, and the dragon in the sky shuddered from her soft voice that sang gently:

“I want to ask them why they did not lock me up a bit better.”

stop kidding addiction

it is simple to say “don’t do drugs, they make you an addict and ruin your life”.
it is stupid to say “ choose between drugs or life”. an addict will never choose life as long as he doesn’t reach a blind alley.

there’s a moment in addicts’ life when you understand.
you understand that drugs have become a need, not a joke with friends. you can not wake up without them, you can’t get over things, you just can’t sleep, eat, speak or live like any other human being. it’s terrifying to see how can a person change.

yes, we chose. we chose to try. it’s our fault and we know this. somentimes, instead, someone made us try.

addiction is a terrible condition of pain, is scary, you see you life passing by and you can not do anything apart from shoot, smoke or snort. stop using “addict” as an insult. you don’t know. be silent. words hurt.
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Another oldie: Haku from the movie Spirited Away. He is needle felted over a wire armature, with head and feet cast off of my own sculpted pieces, hand-painted and sealed with a matte varnish. His mane is a brushed-out acrylic yarn. I did a raffle for him at my first ever convention table. One of these days I may make another, but he was a tremendous amount of work. ^_^;; (at the very least I want to use his epic chicken feet again. So damn proud of those feet!)

In Stitches

Because this picture by invisibleinnocence is so damn good. Mention of sutures/needles, if that makes anyone uncomfortable.


“Ow.”

Cassandra grits her teeth. The curving suture needle passes through split flesh. Varric flinches.

“Who taught you to sew?” he asks.

His voice, despite the attempt at brashness, wavers. Cassandra watches him glance at the needle and the thread protruding from his skin, and blanch. So much as it is possible for him to lose any more colour. Varric’s face is milk-white. His bloodless lips press into a tense line. Cassandra pulls as gently as she can, teasing the thread through and tightening the suture. Varric doesn’t breathe at all. Cassandra finishes the suture, cuts the thread, and moves on to the next one.

“All Seekers learn to suture a wound,” Cassandra says. Varric’s arm trembles beneath her hands. “We must be prepared for anything.”

“The whole in the sky took you by surprise,” Varric points out. There’s no bite at all to the words. He sounds faint instead.

Cassandra jabs the needle through again, watching sundered flesh draw closed. Uneven sutures march up Varric’s arm like drunken ants. He will have more scars, to add onto his existing ones. Fine lines stripe Varric’s skin. She can even see scars peeking through the dense cover of his chest hair.

“We must be prepared for anything, within reason,” Cassandra amends.

She snips the thread, and Varric flinches again. He darts a look at her work, and frowns.

“Maker’s ass, Seeker. ‘S a hack job,” he says. “Don’t know what I expected.”

That last bit comes out in a tone that she really doesn’t appreciate. Cassandra’s whole face corrugates.

“Perhaps next time you will be more careful,” she bites out.

Whatever Varric was going to say, he shuts his mouth instead as Cassandra starts in on another suture. His face has a waxen, greenish cast to it.

“Your bedside manner is shit,” Varric observes.

Cassandra focuses on the next suture. She is close to finishing, and then she can leave Varric to lick his wounds in peace.

“You are not in a bed,” she says.

Varric clears a laugh from his throat. “Suggesting you’d be nicer to me if I was?”

Soft heat steals up Cassandra’s face.

“I am suggesting no such thing, dwarf,” she says.

Sweat beads at Varric’s temples.

Cassandra finishes the last suture. All that’s left is to apply a light bandage, and send Varric on his way. Before the numbing agent wears off. Before the pastiness of his skin can pull at her heartstrings.

Her fingers linger on Varric’s abused shoulder. A pair of long slash marks stripe his back, silvery in the fading light.

Cassandra sighs.

“Come then, it is done,” she says. Her fingers shake as she tidies her instruments. “Try not to move it overmuch.”

Varric moves to shrug his shirt back on, and hisses. Cassandra raises her eyes to the Maker. He is testing her, clearly.

“Usually women take my shirt off,” Varric jokes. His smile is crooked.

Cassandra snorts.

“Then you will have a good story for the next woman,” she says.

Varric sways in his seat, his eyes heavy lidded. With great effort, he raises his head and offers her a limp smile.

“Hey Seeker, wanna see my scars?” he says. “So no shit, there we were…”