Everyone should go see King Arthur: Legend of the Sword. It was fantastic! Just a fair warning, it’s an action fantasy, not historical, but boy was it epic. Guy Ritchie never disappoints. The cast was amazing, especially Charlie Hunnam and Jude Law, and the soundtrack was absolutely flawless. I went to see it in 3D and I had chills all over my body. If you’re a big fantasy fan like me, you should definitely go see it.
We’ve been waiting an awfully long time for the Homestuck Adventure Game. First kickstarted in 2012, it’s gone through a troubled development cycle between 3 studios and…. yeah, you get the drift. Even in its final form, Hiveswap has gone through numerous unexplained delays (most infamously the last minute January Launch Month delay), and the development team for it had been very tight-hush until the end of August when a final release date of September 14th was announced.
Now that Hiveswap is out, we’re able to see for ourselves what the development team has been working on. Does it hold up to expectations? Does it make up for the hard delays and extremely concerning lack of communication?
Those are answers you can only decide for yourselves. What I will say, however, is this: Hiveswap is a charming and visually stunning introduction to the Homestuck world, that combines only the best of Homestuck’s humor with a new calmer, more curious and coherent setting.
It’s a shame, then, that the content of Act 1 isn’t a little bit longer. However, the gimmick of combining any item with each other and getting a new description will draw out the length for any lore completionists.
the firm yet blunt response alluded that there was no way to get yourself out of this situation. For weeks you had been trying to get into the facility to visit your mother, but every time you tried, the answer was predictable.
“Y/N, I admire your determination, but no one is allowed to enter…especially little girls” Sister Jude was always known to be abrupt and egocentric which made you believe that the devil himself was standing in front of you.
You sighed; your mother shouldn’t even be in the facility, which frustrated you more as to why you couldn’t see her
“Can you at least give her this?” You motioned to the small blue box you held in your hand,
“May I ask what it is?” Sister Jude flashed a repulsive grin at you; you’ve bumped heads far too much with her to know her grins were perverse.
That box meant far too much to you to hand it to someone like her; she would crawl from hell to high waters just to keep her “hospital” out of suspect. From the second you turned 18; you went to the asylum every so often in hopes of getting in…but with Sister Jude, the chances of that were near to impossible.
“It’s a letter, and her favorite bracelet” you replied, hesitantly handing it to her,
Sister Jude took a deep sigh,
“It’s against the rules… I don’t know why I’m even considering it”
For the first time in years a real smile showed on your face,
“You don’t know how much this means to me Sister, thank you” You whispered, wiping the tears that unnoticeably left your eyes and shook her hand.
“Not a problem, now off you go!” Sister Jude shooed you off,
“Wait, one more thing!”
“What now child?” Sister Jude eyed you,
“Tell her I love her” another smile curved on your lips, thinking about your mother’s reaction when she hears that. Frankly you’ve forgotten what she looks like, it’s been years since she first got admitted, but her smile is the one thing you would never forget.
“Very well” Sister Jude sighed again and turned away.
“Off you go” She repeated,
You turned on your heel letting out of your relief all in one sigh. As you turned the corner the exit was only meters away. The only thing you wanted to do more than leave was to go back and ask if your mother received your gift.
“Come here!” You heard Sister Jude say; a part of you thought it was meant for you, ever since your attempts to get in Sister Jude was always keeping an eye out for you.
“Yes sister Jude?” an quiet, frail voice of a women replied, it would have been helpful to recognize the workers but the only things you knew for damn sure was Sister Jude, and her irritating long finger that would always point you to the exit.
“Take this box and dispose of it immediately!” Embarrassment tainted your cheeks with pink and anguish filled your eyes with tears, never had you ever been so ashamed to make a deal with the devil. You stayed, listening to the conversation, to know where she would dispose of your precious gift.
“I don’t mean to disrespect Sister but…isn’t this meant for someone?”
“Sister Mary Eunice, I will not be questioned…. dispose of it” impatience was evident in sister Jude’s voice…assuming no one has spoken back to her before.
“I’m-I’m sorry…right away”
“I’ll do it” a male voice added itself into the conversation.
“I don’t care who does it, just get ride of that box!” Sister Jude’s heels clicked on the tiled floor, indicating her exit. Another pair of heels clicked away leaving you waiting to hear the man’s departure.
“I know you’re there” He said, you inched further away from the corner.
“I got your box,” He continued, making sure to shake it slightly.
You peeled yourself from the wall and made your way to where he stood,
“Give it” You said, reaching for the box. He pulled away slightly,
“Don’t you want to give this to your mom?” he questioned.
“I’ve learned the hard way to not trust anyone in here, so I’d rather wait and give it to her myself” With another huff you reached for the box again, but irritably enough he pulled away even further.
“I’ll give this to your momma, I know her…nice gal…doesn’t deserve to be here tho” he said with a shrug. You wanted to agree with him, your mom didn’t deserve to be in there… and from the looks of it he didn’t either. But with the stubbornness you got from your mother, your face stayed unpleased
“How do I know I can trust you?”
“I got your box from being thrown out…doesn’t that say enough?”
You stayed silent.
“Listen, I know this box means loads to you, I’ll give it to your momma because I know she’d love to know it came from you”
“Thanks” You gave him a weak smile,
“And plus, why would I wanna hurt a pretty girl like you?” You felt your cheeks flush pink from his remark; he walked closer to the bard door, linking his arms around the bars.
“What’s your name?…For business purposes” he smiled, waiting for your response.
“Y/N” you replied, caving into the large smile that hid between your firm lips.
“Well,” He whistled,
“Name well suited for a beauty like yourself” a giggle left your lips as you looked down to hide you flushed cheeks…something you also got from your mother…from what your father has said.
“And what’s your name?… for business purposes” you mocked with a smile, finally looking up. With his eyes on you and his bottom lip between his teeth, he gave you a contagious smirk that showed his right dimple,
And with that, he unlinked his arms from the bars and gave you a wink, before walking back into the place you’ve now realized; no one should be apart of.
First imagine! Any requests? :) will write about any character of any season of AHS!
(apart from the fact that I really need to redye my hair, that the instagram filter made my raven tattoo look awful and that I’m still cursed with this poor excuse of a face) I’m getting more and more comfortable in body which is a whole new and amazing feeling
Series: Fairy Tail. Rating: High T - M. Genre(s): mystery, romance, drama, action, fantasy, horror. Pairings: NaLu, Gruvia, Gajevy, Jerza. Triggers: blood, violence, character death. CH4 POV: Natsu Dragneel. All Chapters: here.
A/N: Surprise! Early update! You can now read this fic on ffnet and ao3. Both xambedo.
Summary: They say that dead men tell no tales, but the body from the canal just won’t stop talking. Magnolia is on lock-down. Natsu’s wife is missing. And the things they were keeping out just got in. In this little town tainted with blood, knowledge is death. And Lucy Heartfilia knew too much.
;Can I clear my conscience if I’m different from the rest? Do I have to run and hide? I never said that I want this. This burden came to me and it’s made its home inside. If I told you what I was, would you turn you back on me? And if I seem dangerous, would you be scared?
CHAPTER FOUR: MONSTER
Natsu stared into the canal. Every morning, before the sun came up, he would stand here and gaze at the surface, willing Lucy to rise from the water and embrace him; breathing, warm, alive. Now wasn’t one of those times. Stars freckled the water instead, giving it an otherworldly glow.
Lucy had freckles in the summer.
Rubbing his temples, Natsu walked the edge of the canal, recalling in great clarity the night she’d disappeared. He remembered the spatter of blood on the pavement. He remembered diving into the water, groping at the canal floor. He remembered the soldiers pulling him out, screaming for him to stop. There hadn’t been a body in the water that night. All traces of blood had just stopped, as though she’d turned to dust and drifted away. Sometimes, Natsu wondered if she had existed at all.
And yet, her body – no, someone’s body
had emerged from the canal three days later. The same day the monsters stole through town. There had to be some connection. According to the others, it had been a blood bath. Soldiers were torn to shreds. Civilians ran screaming from houses. Jellal had run back to warn them, but it had been too late. The monsters had come.
i hope callie is having a good national siblings day with her siblings mariana, jesus, jude, and especially her brother brandon (whose sister is callie). love those siblings. siblings. callie and brandon are siblings. brallie is incest
I found a few photos from an article in… I believe it was Otomedia Vol. 3, August 2011. In it, they “interview” the Xillia characters over what they do during the summer and the answers are pretty great. So I thought I’d share my rough translations.
Q: What do you do when it’s hot out?
For me, before I even realized it, I was in charge of all the meals. So of course, everyone wants something cold. And Alvin, he’ll purposefully be really clingy, saying “Juuuude, isn’t it hot out~?” Isn’t that kind of cruel? I don’t really mind preparing food, though. Usually, if anyone asks anything of me, I try to do what I can. Jeez!
When it’s hot, usually I read books about humans and history. Recently, Leia and Elize said they wanted to go to the beach with me and made such a fuss until I agreed to go… oh yes, it was that time! Jude stealthily followed us after. If he wanted to come with us, he should have just said so. Humans can be so difficult to understand, sometimes. It would appear I still have much to learn.
Back at home, I used to head out near the mountain and catch kabuto beetles that were thiiiiiis big! Oh, speaking of kabuto beetles, my childhood friend Jude… he’s a boy and yet he’s terrible with bugs. A long time ago, I put a buuuunch of kabuto beetles in his desk and he ended up crying…. huh? That could have been why he doesn’t like them? Yeah, I guess so~ …ah… yeah…. sorry, Jude.
Gotta be the beach. Open women and fun things to do when you’ve partnered up with one, right? If not that, I guess maybe leaning on Jude. If I do it enough, eventually he’ll sigh and make me something cold when we stop to rest, hehehe. But… when I do that, even if I’m just joking around, one glance from Rowen and I can’t take it. It’s like he sees right through me, and every time he looks I can feel the disapproval…
I… stay in the basement. It’s dark, but it’s pleasantly cool, so it feels good? But… Leia said I should come play outside. Jude and Rowen asked me to play together too. I-it’s not that I don’t want to… but, being together with Milla is best, definitely! What about Alvin? Alvin’s… a liar, so I hate him.
If you are too careless, you could die, so you must possess great strength of spirit. Everyone, when you get to be my age, the heat of summer is suddenly… it can sometimes be a bit much. *cough*…… it’s okay to laugh there. However, even as summer threatens my life, all the women give me confidence, so I do not feel bad. But as far as I’m concerned, summer is detestable and I hate it.
How Long Will I Love You: This Too, Shall Pass- One Shot #349 +past one shots No visuals/song for this one.
If you had asked, Harry probably wouldn’t have remembered his own name, he was that tired.
It was a rough season in the Styles house. Two toddlers, both with cases of ear infections, a six-year-old with a chest cold and a two-week-old with raging colic could take anyone out. There was little sleep all the way around and everyone was feeling a little on edge and exhausted.
“Daddy, is the baby broken?” Followed by a round of rumbling and raspy coughing.