“Will you miss this hallway Dan?” Phil asks, standing behind Dan’s head to film him upside down. He’s seen him like this too many nights to count, more than he would have liked. Yet he kind of is genuinely sad this staple of living will never again repeat itself - unless the process of moving makes Dan especially crisis-y, which is very possible.
“I mean, where else will I lie to contemplate death?” Dan asks. “It’s just such a perfect, long, bleak corridor to lie facedown on.”
Phil laughs, “I don’t know!” he replies, genuinely thinking about it. There are no such narrow corridors in their new place. It’s open, light. There’s no space that automatically lends itself to such a state of mind.
The amulet of Daylight and its armor and sword were, presumably, created together since the amulet summons the armor and sword to appear, correct? You can’t get the armor and sword without first using the amulet. By all accounts, from what we’ve seen, it shouldn’t be possible then for the amulet and armor to be capable of separating when the armor is in use. The amulet was designed to fit into the armor’s breastplate. That’s where it belongs.
until Jim inserts the last Triumbric Stone and summons Eclipse.
And Jim doesn’t rip the amulet out either, right? The amulet just doesn’t insert itself into the armor after the transformation like it normally does. Instead, it falls back into Jim’s hand and once the bridge is opened Jim lets it hit the ground behind him and the amulet doesn’t make to go after him. Almost like the amulet and armor aren’t compatible with each other anymore.
Which of course makes sense, since the amulet was crafted to house Daylight. You could argue it was meant to house Eclipse too, since Merlin was also responsible for that power’s creation, but the dude seemed pretty set on hiding Eclipse from everyone forever. Maybe he realized it was bad news when he was experimenting with it, for the amulet or the wielder. If Daylight is Merlin’s glory maybe Eclipse is his mistake. Or maybe Daylight and Eclipse are just two opposing forces that can’t coexist in the amulet.
I lean towards the former because of the amulet’s reluctance to bond to the Eclipse armor even with the Triumbic Stones in place. It’s like the connection between the amulet and armor has been severed, as if the amulet has been rewired in a sense by the addition of the Stones, as if the amulet is rejecting bonding to Eclipse. If Eclipse was meant to be there, the amulet and armor would have automatically bonded together as normal. It would’ve been a smooth transition, natural. It wasn’t.
This is just one of many red flags that speak of ill fortune for Jim and the amulet because of Eclipse. Toby is the first to point out that the “evil poem” about Eclipse makes him uneasy. The poem itself pretty much states that you can’t be “worthy” of the amulet to prevail with Eclipse, which sounds like Jim might lose what made him worthy of Daylight while wielding Eclipse. It’s literally powered by Gunmar. Its red and black like Bular, like the infamous “Dark Side” in Star Wars…
Its use, under the circumstances, goes against Jim’s duty as a Trollhunter as well. Protection. Keeping the peace. The Greater Good. Kanjigar stresses this to Jim when Jim wants to save Claire’s brother at the risk of opening the bridge. In the finale when Jim chooses to use Eclipse over Daylight, he’s taking protection to the personal extreme. He’s not keeping the peace by picking a fight with Gunmar. And he’s not thinking about the Greater Good. He’s thinking about Aaarrrghhh!’s loss. He’s thinking about his mother’s brush with death. He’s thinking about Blinky and the friends Gunmar has threatened to take away from him.
This is all dangerous. Its the reason Kanjigar initially opposed Jim working with others, because he was gonna get his friends killed or his friends were gonna get him killed. That’s not to say that the Trollhunter doctrine isn’t without flaws however, as Kanjigar admits in the end that Jim’s friends have been a great help to him. It hints that maybe, if Eclipse is supposed to be the opposite of Daylight, some good can come from it where Daylight and the Trollhunter doctrine fail per se. I don’t think Daylight and Eclipse are cut and dry Good and Bad. But I do think Eclipse is more dangerous, is capable of more readily causing bad if not controlled.
And I do think, no matter what happens, its going to leave Jim and the amulet changed, as evidenced already by the amulet’s seemingly severed connection with its armor. I do think, no matter what happens, the amulet, like Jim, is never again going to quite fit where it used to belong.
Even if the Triumbric Stones can be removed if need be, I don’t think its going to totally undo what’s been done, not after we saw Jim “leveling up” with new weapons after gaining each Stone, not if Eclipse has a big impact on the story. The writers wouldn’t be so quick to take that away. Jim will probably have to live with the consequences of his decisions, whether he likes it or not.
Personally I’d like to see Eclipse initially damaging Jim and the amulet, but when he returns home he finds the Triumbric Stones can’t be easily removed (if removed at all) from the amulet so he’s kinda stuck with Eclipse along with Daylight. He has to learn to master both powers, at a great reluctance at first because he’s experienced how bad Eclipse can be firsthand and isn’t eager to repeat all that. But this eventually levels out into an easy balance of the two forces. Sorta like, Jim has to live with his bad choices, but he’s gonna try to make the best out of a bad situation.
Season 3 has begun! Alex and Strand are going to get to the bottom of these questions, and Strand is going to resolve his relationship with Coralee amicably before riding off into the sunset with Alex and having a million babies with her that they're going to name after Tiamat's brood in the Enûma Eliš.
Me, a non-shipper:
Strand will die trying to stop the Advocate (possibly unsuccessfully), Coralee and Charlie will vanish to continue fighting the good fight, and Alex will be left to pick up the pieces.
Hey I was wondering if you have an headcanons on MTMTE Megatron having a techno-organic kid. (if you don't do techno-organics maybe just a human he adopted)
I’m not crying! You’re crying!!! XD
Whether his adopted child was techno-organic or human, you can bet that he’s going to be Super Protective of them!
They’re the light of his life, his reason for being. Every move he makes from then on out is based on what benefits them as a family.
He only trusts a select handful of people to babysit, including Rung, Ultra Magnus, Ravage, Nautica, Velocity, and Ratchet in a pinch.
On one extremely desperate occasion, he was forced to ask Rodimus to watch them (but not before making some very thinly veiled threats about what he would do if anything were to happen to his kid) He came back to find them car surfing on Rodimus’ alt-mode down the hallway, seven people in the brig, and half of Swerve’s bar on fire. Rodimus has not been asked to watch them since.
Megatron may seem like a big, scary, unfeeling bot to other people, but he’s a completely different person around his kid. He’s warm and playfull, and even a bit silly on occasion. He’ll play their favorite games with them and tell them bedtime stories (he’d read his poems for them too, but poems are “boring” apparently.)
“And then the big, bad wolf said, ‘Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff, and-” “You gotta do the voice, daddy!” “THEN I’LL HUFF, AND I’LL PUFF-” “Yay!!!”
He’s is Terrifying when he’s angry, and he doesn’t even have to say a word. He didn’t spend 6 million years cowering Decepticons into submission for nothing. If his kid is acting up, all he has to do is put on his carefully cultivated glower of disapproval, and they will cease fragging instantly.
He really tries not to yell, especially since he knows just how much larger and scarier he is to a human, but sometimes his temper gets the best of him. When that happens (and god forbid he makes his kid cry) he absolutely falls apart on the inside. He lets them have their space if they need it, but afterwards, he’ll come find them and apologize, and make sure they realize that he still loves them no matter how angry he gets.
There are times when he will leave them completely blindsided by his reaction. You would think crashing a shuttle pod into the hangar door would result in a verbal meltdown, but instead he panics. He scoops them up and tells them that he’s so glad they’re safe, and that he loves them. Things can be replaced, family can’t.
If you want the full experience listen to this while reading.
Iron Banner was over and Arra found herself at Felwinter’s Peak, definitely not dressed for the weather. But it had been so long since she was asked to dance that the second Saladin suggested it she had instantly said yes.
However something was wrong. Saladin was in front of her with a hand behind his head with an almost embarrassed look on his face.
“I believe,” he began, “that there was a miscommunication.”
Hey! I love your writing so much! You are amazing! Could you write something about jughead seeing Betty in very ~scandalous~ clothes and his reaction? Thank you! ❤
Hey! Thank you so much, you’re the best!
Jughead was leaning against his locker, headphones tucked safely on his ears as he waited for the final bell to ring.
The halls were loud , and he didn’t have time nor did he care enough to eavesdrop on whatever popular gossip was spreading around riverdale this week. Everyone seemed to forget the fact that a boy had been murdered less than a week ago.
Suddenly, almost as if everyone was being pulled by a magnet, all eyes snapped to the front door of the building. Jughead pulled his headphones down and followed their eyes.
Walking through the halls was none other than Betty cooper.
Well at least he though it was Betty Cooper, but this Betty cooper, he didn’t know who she was.
Gone was the perfectly tight ponytail, replacing it , was gorgeous golden curls falling down her back, loose and looking soft and shiny. Her normal sweater and jeans combo was now a tight white button down, the first three buttons undone to reveal a peek of the lace bra underneath, the tiny black skirt she wore barely skimmed her mid thigh, her long tan legs accentuated by the black strapped high heels she currently had on. Her normal light makeup was still constant but instead of the lipstick free lips, he was constantly staring at, she wore bright red lipstick on her smiling face.
Peeling his eyes from her, which trust him ,was nearly impossible, he looked around to see everyone staring at her, boys practically eating her alive.
Ripping his jacket off of his shoulders, he all but sprinted to throw it over Betty.
“Hey bets, you look cold, here wear this, speaking of cold, wanna tell me what you’re doing without pants on?” He had his arms wrapped around her shoulders keeping the jacket in place covering up what little he could.
She giggled, letting him wrap his jacket around her.
“If you’re talking about my sudden change of outfit choice, it’s not what you think.”
Jughead was walking quickly trying to get out of this damn hallway.
“Enlighten me.” He said, shooting a glare to a jock who was staring at Betty’s legs a little too long.
“I’m undercover.” She stated simply
At this point they had made it to the blue and gold office and Betty was handing Jughead back his jacket, standing in the middle of the room looking incredibly distracting.
“No offense Betty, but even in this outfit you’re pretty easy to spot.” Don’t stare at her chest, don’t stare at her chest.
“That’s not what I mean, I mean, the only people who really know Jason are his friends, they are the key to finding out exactly what happened to him before the Fourth of July, I’m just…. appealing to their natural urges.” She winced, adding a giggle.
Jughead was quick to hop off of the couch.
“No. no way, that is not gonna happen, you are not going into that .. that.. zoo! Dressed like that, these are not good guys Betty, who knows what they might do. Im not gonna let that happen.”
Betty looked at him and narrowed her eyes placing a hand on her hip.
“I can take care of myself juggie”
“I’m not gonna take that chance!”
“It’s not your decision!”
“Screw that, its not gonna happen!”
They were both locked in a glaring contest, before Jughead finally let out a sigh as his shoulders slumped.
“Fine, you’re right, it’s your decision. You’re a strong woman who can take care of herself, I’m sorry.”
Betty smiled softly at him, walking over and placing a hand over his.
“Were a team juggie, if it will make you feel better, you can come with me, you’ll just have to hide behind some lockers or something, and if you think anything starts looking sketchy, you can come out defend my honor.” Her eyes sparkled and she was wearing a smirk.
He rolled his eyes, smiling
“Deal, but do you really have to wear that for the rest of the day?”
She grinned widely, grabbing a strand of hair and twirling it around her finger, spinning on her heels and walking towards the door,
“why juggie? is this… distracting?”
He groaned throwing his head onto the desk, this was gonna be a long day.
you know you’re at least *mentally* in a good place when you weigh yourself to find you’ve lost even more weight, and instead of eating disordered euphoria, your first thought is “shit. that’s not good. that’s not good at all.”
I stayed up tonight because I just had to make this. Dost always seemed like a mythical creature. They never seemed odd as a faun, or a mermaid, or whatever they felt like being. Now they just get to be an angel.
We’ll miss you Kip. RIP.
It’s funny but I’ve always had a hard time drawing those curls he loved in his wigs so much, and yet this just felt so easy to make. I like to think I got some help with it.
So I’ve reblogged a bunch of Bersih 4 rally stuff, and I thought you guys might like to know what’s up with that. I’m not particularly well-versed in this, but here are the basics:
Earlier this year, the Malaysian Prime Minister, Najib (I refuse to use honorifics), was reported by Wall Street Journal to have transferred RM2.6 billion (that’s about $700 million) out of a government-run development company, 1 Malaysia Development Berhad, into his own personal accounts. Yes, under his own name.
One month later, he claimed that this RM2.6 billion was, in fact, donations, primarily from Saudi Arabia as thanks for fighting ISIS. A different government official claims to have seen the cheque with his very own eyes. (Dude, who writes cheques for $700 million? Also, why would donation money go into the prime minister’s personal accounts, and not that of the government or the political party?)
The worst part is that the government is shutting down everyone who dares speak out about this. The Sarawak Report, the website that had been primarily involved with exposing all this, was blocked. The Edge, a newspaper that had been reporting about this 1MDB scandal, has been suspended. Government ministers critical of the scandal have been removed from their positions. Even the attorney general heading the investigation into the scandal was, without warning, forced to resign. (Literally, he walked into the office and was told he wasn’t supposed to be there.)
Bersih means clean in Malay; the Bersih 4 rally is a huge protest by the Malaysian people who are infuriated by the actions (or lack thereof) being taken to punish the prime minister for his crimes. Bersih 4′s five demands are:
1. Free and fair elections 2. A transparent government 3. The right to demonstrate 4. A stronger parliamentary democracy system 5. The rescue of the national economy
There’s still so much more that’s happened. This is Bersih 4, this is the fourth time Malaysians have felt the need to protest against a corrupt government. Even now, we are being oppressed, forced into silence.The newspapers and radio stations cannot report anything that casts the government in a bad light for fear of having their publishing license revoked. Just wearing a Bersih 4 T-shirt is now illegal.
Bersih protesters hate Malaysia, Najib says.I am Malaysia is what he means. How dare you oppose me? How dare you say I am at fault? How dare you use your brains and think for yourselves? How dare you protest for your rights? How dare you make the news? How dare you show the world that Malaysians hate their leader?
How dare you try to strip my power away?
There is little hope that things will change. Honestly, we can protest all we like; it doesn’t matter. The government doesn’t care about us. They will not change. But we cannot roll over and let this happen. We cannot stand by and watch as our country crumbles. We have to do something, we have to fight for change, because if we don’t, then who will?
We love our country, even if our country does not love us.