going to the village

anonymous asked:

Riding the angst train how would the champions react to when they get their spirits released and after ganon they go see their village only to see the spirit of their s/o waiting for them

MY FEEEEEEEELS

Meeting their s/o’s spirit who waited for them (Champions) (Warning, feelings may get trampled)

Urbosa

  • “You… you waited for me..?”
  • She had gone back mostly to see how Riju was faring, as well as her people.
    • So imagine her shock when she sees her beloved (Name) waiting for her right next to Riju
  • Turns out s/o had watched over Urbosa’s daughter til the day they died and beyond.
  • Urbosa is in tears, and brings them close to her, smiling all the while
    • She’s no longer alone to wander the world as a spirit
  • At last, she is able to hold her love again.

Mipha

  • “(N-name)? I-i..it can’t be…”
  • After seeing her father and her brother one last time, she went to the area viewing the entire domain to see it one last time before leaving this world.
    • Seeing her (name) there though, watching that same view, was not something she expected
  • Breaks into tears as she runs to them, the two holding each other closely as they both cry over their reunion

Revali

  • He came back to see how his village was doing, how people remembered him, if they still flew high and proud.
  • Seeing his s/o flying amongst them, watching over the young ones with joy was a sight he couldn’t have imagined coming across.
  • “Were you… you were waiting for me???”
  • He’s not crying, they’re crying, what are they talking about?

Daruk

  • He spotted Yunobo, which inevitably led to him to wanting to see the rest of his family
  • He’s overjoyed when he feels very familiar arms hugging him from behind while he’s exploring his home
  • Haha! Knew you’d be here! Strong as ever, huh?”
  • Cheerful tears, spin hugs for eternity

anonymous asked:

Oceandome deserves better. Fuck, underwater settings in these kind of games deserve better. At least we got a unique mayor going for us so we ocean dwellers just gotta work from there.

The villages can be summed up by their respective websites

Oceandome: e621
Pretzal Palace: Tumblr
Dragonsmaw Manor: Deviantart
Tigerseye Peak: Wikia
Olde Foxbury: Kiwifarms

Small things I love about Moana
  • There is no talk of finding Moana a husband. SHE is going to be chief of her village. No one can take that from her.
  • How Moana is a competent leader before she even sets out on her journey.
  • The village seems to have more or less a hereditary monarchy that disregards gender and the matriarchal influence is clear: Moana is mostly inspired by her grandmother and the major deity in this movie is a Mother Goddess.
  • “Crazy” does not mean worthy of ridicule.
  • The central questions: “Do you know who you are? How do you know who you are?” Those cut deep.
  • The sibling relationship between Moana and Maui.
  • The vision about the ancient wayfinders. And “Know the Way,” which makes the entire sequence a million times more emotional.
  • This might be a Disney Princess movie, but it is also solidly an action movie.
  • Moana doesn’t like being called “princess”.
  • The goddamn gold-plated glow-in-the-dark giant crab. Who sings well.
  • Forehead touches. Between a human girl and a goddess.
  • The fact that Heihei manages to do ONE USEFUL THING in the entire movie.
  • Moana is so sturdily built. She managed to clock Maui, of all people.
  • Nature has agency.
  • How Gramma Tala’s passing is quietly understated. Her last words to Moana are those of sincere encouragement and her death is not explicitly shown. But you see the huge luminous manta ray a couple minutes later and you just know.
  • The entire sequence at the beginning that depicts island life. And Chris Jackson’s singing. Everyone’s singing, really.
  • Moana gulping deep lungfuls of air the first time her canoe overturned is so realistic, I could feel myself choking on ocean water.
  • The coconut pirates. They are VICIOUS little fuckers.
  • Moana earning a place among Maui’s tattoos.
  • Gramma Tala’s spirit is solid enough to hug. No more “LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF SIMBA” from the clouds.
  • Disney smashing the fourth wall and throwing shade at their own Princess story formula.
  • Romance is never ever ever even hinted at. Because Moana is all of 16 years old and she has bigger things on her mind.
  • All the songs. ALL OF THEM. They hit just the right emotional cues.
  • How culturally rich Disney managed to make this movie.
  • The sheer vividness of the animation. The wealth of expression on the faces of these characters. The colors.

Let me tell you about one of my high school friends’ old Dungeons and Dragons PCs.

Olaf Olafson was your pretty straightforward Northman Barbarian type. Huge, strong, pale, red-haired and with a tremendous beard. What made Olaf special was the little things.

Despite living in a world with clerical magic, demons, and other powerful alignment-based Outsiders, Olaf was an atheist. This was because his people believed the last world had already ended and the gods went with it (basically post-Ragnarok). All that was left were ‘spirits’. Powerful spirits. Who could grant deific magic. But they weren’t gods, and you didn’t have to worship them- in fact you shouldn’t, because it would just inflate their already swollen egos.

Despite being an enormous, frightening, powerful man with dubious hygeine and a propensity for going literally berserk in combat, Olaf was a gentle fellow in towns and villages, had a deep fondness for small fluffy animals and children, and was a generous tipper.

Olaf liked to drink. Not mead, but wine. He liked to sip it. It made him feel ‘civilized’. He never drank it quickly enough to get drunk. His meals almost invariably consisted of “Wine. Meat. Cheese.” Which was what he would order in literally every tavern. They’d ask him to clarify, what sort of wine? What sort of meat? What sort of- Olaf would raise a hand and repeat, slowly, as if to a fool: “Wine. Meat. Cheese.” 

Olaf spoke broken common, more or less Hulk-speak, referred to himself in the third person almost exclusively, all that fun stuff. Then we had a story arc where I sent them up to Olaf’s homeland, where everyone spoke ‘Northman’ or whatever the hell I called it. While up there, he was incredibly fluent. Even poetic. “My brothers! I have returned from the decadent lands of the south, bearing riches and glory, and tales of great deeds!” The other players caught on and talked like a pack of movie Frankensteins, barely able to communicate in the foreign tongue.

For a long time, Olaf was the most financially stable member of the party. Because he bought a tavern in their home-base-town, hired the senior barmaid/waitress lady to be the manager, and funneled the profits back into the business. He kept his adventuring money and his tavern money separate, except when he would sometimes spend adventuring money to expand the tavern. 

 There’s not a lot to do in 3rd edition with skill ranks when you’re a barbarian, so eventually Olaf sank a point into Healing on a lark. A few sessions later, they captured an important enemy NPC, but he’d lost an arm in the fighting and was about to die. Their cleric had been captured and their NPC paladin wasn’t around, either. There was no magical healing available, and no one else had any ranks in healing. The dude was about to die, and take with him the knowledge of where their friends had been taken. Olaf- with a  single rank in Healing I remind you -offered to save his life in exchange for the location, and the guy agreed. Olaf then stuck a sword in the fire, said “Olaf see this once,” and cauterized the wound.

It worked, of course. I didn’t even make him roll. I was too busy trying not to piss myself laughing. “Olaf see this once.” Jesus Christ.

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Currently on the train going from Vienna to a small village in Vorarlberg (I am not ready for full exposure to the dialect). My attempts to read about medieval music and the body failed because outside is infinitely more interesting.

That said, I hope you all have a good weekend and week? I don’t know when I’m returning yet, ahaha.

Alright but moana introduces maui to her people and after the inital “wow it’s really him!” He becomes almost like just another villager, minutes the whole being a demigod thing, and has what’s like a big family for the first time and one day moanas dad/mom congratulates him by saying “good job, son” and he has to take a minute because………son???? He’s someone’s son now??? He starts to tear up and moana is like “hey you ok?” And he just nods, replying “I finally have a family”

And he’s so happy that Moana decides that she’s gonna tell her parents to call maui son as much as possible and they’re cool with it so they start calling him son and maui loves it but Moana decides to go above and beyond so she tells all the grownups in the village “hey call him son he’s never been part of a family” and they’re like ok yeah sure we all like the guy so all the grown ups in the tribe start calling him son and the kids catch on and start calling him brother and mauis just so overwhelmed with happiness.

And after Maui is “adopted” by the tribe, he gets a new tattoo that’s directly over his heart of him being part of the tribe as family.

But in this tat he’s not the center of attention like all his other ones. He’s just a little part of the whole village, next to everyone else.

Needless to say, it’s his favorite tattoo he has

BONUS: one day some kids see the tattoo on his back and they’re like u don’t need that cuz ur real family wouldn’t just throw you away like that plus we’re your family now and they use body paint to paint over it. And since he does have a family now, when the paint dries and washes away the tattoo changes. Some of it stays the same, his human parents casting him away, but instead of the ocean being down there, it’s the village of motonui with their arms raised to receive him

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pockethaus!

  • Ruby: Dad, I'm calling you to tell you Uncle Qrow died.
  • Taiyang: Are you sure? He's not just comatose from too much alcohol? Or sleeping?
  • Ruby: Dad! I watched him die! Like he was poisoned and coughing up purple liquid.
  • Taiyang: Yeah, I've seen this before. Reach into his back pocket and grab his flask, then tip out the whisky.
  • Ruby: Dad this is not the time for jokes! Uncle Qrow is dead!
  • Taiyang: Just do it.
  • Ruby: Fine! We were going to pour one out for him at the next village anyway. *proceeds to do as told*
  • Qrow: What the fuckity fuck fuck do you think you are doing missy?!
Please explain to me why Sakura’s feelings are romantic and Naruto’s are not.

Both:

- Wanted Sasuke to come back to the village

- Cried over Sasuke

- Talked about how much they cared for Sasuke

- Missed Sasuke

Sakura:

- GAVE UP trying to save him because she didn’t get his point of view

- Tried to kill him

- Acted more like a fangirl than a love interest

- Wasn’t really willing to sacrifice much for him. Although, to be fair, she did help him in the Forest of Death and maybe attempted to help a couple times. 

Naruto:

- Literally never gave up on Sasuke, even after he had made his intentions clear. 

- Never tried to kill Sasuke, fought to protect himself when necessary. 

- Saw Sasuke as a real human being, versus a trophy, and actually cared about him feeling lonely. 

- Was willing to die with Sasuke, let himself get beaten up over Sasuke, fight dangerous enemies like Orochimaru, go against the wishes of his beloved village, etc. 

- Spent FIVE hours straight thinking about Sasuke.

- Left his home for three years to become stronger, for the purpose of rescuing Sasuke. When he got home he brushed off their team photo and said, “Sasuke, I’m home.” Uh..gay. 

- Clutched his heart and whispered Sasuke’s name when he saw a shooting star…nothing more needs to be said about that.

- Released Karuma’s power for the first time because of Sasuke.

- Had a panic attack at the thought of Sasuke dying.

- Was the one whose feelings had the most impact on Sasuke.

Please, tell me what I’m missing here. The only advantage Sakura seems to have is a vagina, which Sasuke has shown no interest in. 

okay but consider:

Link and Zelda going to live at Link’s house in Hateno Village and being all cute and domestic together. 

Like, them fighting over who gets the bed on the first night…. like Link’s like You take it, you’re the princess! And Zelda’s like But it’s your bed! I can’t make you sleep on the floor in your own home!! And then they just both end up falling asleep on the floor because they literally spent all night unsuccessfully trying to convince the other to take the bed.

Zelda trying to cook something nice for Link and being a terrible cook, but he eats that charred omelette or that lumpy onigiri anyways because she tried and that’s all that matters.

Link going to the river to do laundry and Zelda desperately chasing him to retrieve her undergarments because oh my god he can’t see that it’s embarrassing.  

Them climbing on eachother’s shoulders to clean high places come spring cleaning. 

Them going to the shop together for weekly groceries, oblivious to the fact that everyone around them thinks they look like a married couple.

Them sharing food across the table. 

ACNL PLOT RESETTING AFTER THE UPDATE!

Guys you won’t friggin belive it, but I think I have discovered that the villagers house won’t land on tiles placed on the ground anymore!

I placed tiles all over my town, I left no 9x9 space empty in my entire town apart from exaclty where I wanted the villager to go, and it worked!

I forced a villager out using wisp, so there was the option of the new villager’s house landing exactly where the old one was just because I couldn’t place anything there beforehand. I seriously just plot set 2 villagers and IT ONLY TOOK ME 2 TRIES EACH TO GET THEM EXACTLY WHERE I WANTED!!

This is crazy big news! No more days of plot resetting! It’s a little teedius to place tiles in every inch of your town but it is worlds better than before! Other people should try this out and let me know if they find evidence to refute this, because I would love this to be true.

EDIT* To be clear you don’t have to completely cover your town in tiles, just place them strategically so that there isn’t and open 3x3 empty space on the ground other than where you want the plot to go. It only works with tiles, plots will still go on flowers and trees.

this actually happened and was not a continuity error at all
  • Orochimaru, in Sunagakure: fucking hell i don't remember whether the kazekage's robes are green or blue. uh wind is blue right? it sure as hell isn't green. ok i'm going in blue
  • The entire village of Sunagakure, who has never seen Rasa in the robes before because that fucker never wore them: you look great sir
  • Orochimaru: sweet ok lets go
  • LATER, AT THE CHUNIN EXAMS:
  • Hiruzen: uh rasa why did you come to the chuunin exams in the mizukage's robes
  • Orochimaru: FUCKING HELL
My asexuality/”why awareness is important” story

When I was a teen, growing up in a small town in 1980s Mississippi, there were only 2 options as far as I knew:  Either you were gay or your were straight.  Because I was exceedingly liberal for the time and place (though probably less liberal than I am now) and because I wanted desperately to leave Mississippi, I spent a lot of time learning as much as I could about the outside world.  I spent hours at the library my high school shared with the local university reading the Village Voice and dreaming of going in New York City.    Because of this, and because I was a huge fan of Erasure, I figured out that there was nothing wrong with being gay.  Which was good, because I knew I wasn’t straight.  I couldn’t be:  I liked looking at pretty guys too much, and I got crushes on my male friends.

On the other hand, I also knew that I liked looking at pretty girls too, and I regularly developed crushes on my female friends.  So I lay awake at night, my thoughts spinning in my head  “I like boys, so I can’t be straight.  But I like girls, so I can’t be gay.  But I like boys…”  Repeat ad nauseum.

Fast forward to the early 90s.  I was going to college in New Orleans.  This exposed me to much more of the world than I would have seen had I remained in Mississippi.  But it didn’t bring me any closer to figuring things out until my second semester, when there was a rash of people in the dorm coming out as bisexual.  Aha!  A lightbulb went on in my head.  THIS must be what I was.  I could like both boys and girls!  But something still didn’t feel right.  Though I made out with people and liked it, I passed up chances to have sex with people of both genders.  Finally one of my female friends basically harassed me into sleeping with her (at the time I didn’t recognize date rape for what it was - the early 90s were a much less aware time, at least for me).  And when I met the woman who later became my wife, she was the one who made the first move sexually, as well as the second and third moves and most of the others.  

Fast forward again, last 2015.  My wife and I are still together and have had 2 kids.  But no one looking at our sex life would ever mistake it for a “normal” sex life (to the extent that there is such a thing).  But I still feel that something’s not right.  I’m not unhappy, but at the same time, my main feeling about sex is a resounding “meh.”  I research various fetishes and relationship styles on the internet, but nothing really feels right - some seem like they might be a lot of fun, but the whole idea just collapses for me once genitals get involved.  When I watch a TV show about pickup artists, and besides being repulsed at all the dishonesty involved, my thought is “That seems like an awful lot of work for sex.”  

Then one day I stumbled on a page about the difference between romantic orientation and sexual orientation.  And then I learn about asexuality.  And finally, after all this time, I figured it out.  I’m panromantic and asexual.  All of a sudden so many things from my past made sense.  SO MANY THINGS!  And while I’m very glad that I understand it now, I’m also rather frustrated at the time lost because I didn’t have this knowledge years and years before.  I could have been spared so much mental anguish and so many sleepless nights if I had known.

Which brings us to why I think awareness is important:  Because kids aren’t going to be straight just because they don’t know about the alternatives.  They’ll still be whatever they are; they’ll just feel confused and agitated and WRONG because they don’t fit in to the alternatives that they’ve been told about.