some of you guys are so combatant


Hey, guys! I’ve noticed that there are a lot of artists who struggle with “same face syndrome,” or the tendency to draw all their characters with the same face. To help you combat this, I’ve created two different challenges!

The first (pink) one is mainly geared towards artists who are struggling with same face syndrome and want to start branching out. It covers topics that a lot of artists struggle with when drawing faces, such as age, weight, and face shapes. It’s not super specific, so you still have some wiggle room.

The second (yellow) one is a bit harder and is mainly geared towards artists who want to really challenge themselves to diversify their faces. Personally, I think this one’s the most fun to work with despite it being more difficult. Chances are with this one, you’re not going to be drawing a whole bunch of beautiful people. You don’t have to roll for every option on this one either.  A certain combination of rolls from 10/13 of the options may give you a great character idea, and that’s great!

I hope you guys enjoy these! I’d love for you to send me your drawings if you do one (or both) of them.


i wanted to have a go at designing a set of unique armour for my bloodborne character, so here he is! he’s an ex-combat medic/barber surgeon with a very bad (or dad?) sense of humour. 

(plus some fake screencaps, because they’re fun to draw.) 

thoughts on the Elder Scrolls races


  •  V I K I N G S
  • probably eat nails for breakfast
  • without milk
  • seriously though these guys have some issues with people drinking milk
  • their fashion sense is basically strapping as many dead animals to themselves as they can
  • punch each other for funsies
  • resolve polictical conflict by via shouting contest


  • commonly called high elves because they’re so fucking tall
  • fab
  • superiority complex
  • do not engage in magical combat with them because you will lose
  • will not rest until they have complained about everything


  • smol
  • chillest of the elven races
  • outdoor enthusiasts
  • archery skills to rival legolas
  • won’t eat their vegetables


  • furry
  • Khajiit likes to speak about themselves in 3rd person
  • nomads
  • it’s not breaking the law if no one sees you doing it
  • their hands are their weapons. no seriously they got claws
  • their king is chosen by the moons. I’m serious


  • like building empires
  • not very good at running empires
  • rich bitches
  • still sad because they lost sir patrick steward and his son sean bean
  • slapfights with the altmer 24/7
  • longing for the day when they will get their shit together


  • Edgelords™
  • their eyes are red their skin is blue they’ll probably set fire to you
  • ghost whisperer(s)
  • their gods tend to hold grudges
  • seriously dont piss of their gods they will fuck you over
  • kind of in a bad place after most of their homeland literally exploded


  • politics
  • will sell you for one cornchip
  • kind of the elves’ unwanted bastard child
  • secretly really good at magic
  • don’t like their rural cousins in the Reach very much


  • will knock you on your butt
  • P I R A T E S
  • What’s that? You wanna invade their homeland? I’m sorry your authority isn’t recognized in Fort Kickass
  • wanna see a magic trick?
  • no
  • no they don’t


  • lizard
  • can breathe underwater
  • history of getting fucked over by the dunmer
  • tree huggers
  • i still dont understand why their women got tiddies. but they do
  • maids: lusty


  • mean green killing machines
  • literally trained from birth to hand your ass to you
  • isolate themselves a ot
  • not that they have to try because they get shit from literally everyone
  • master smiths
  • their god may be a bit of a dick sometimes but he looks out for his people
  • resting bitchface
Why Teens Shouldn’t Run Revolutions

Hi guys. I’m going to piss off a lot of YA writers (and possibly readers) today, so hang onto your hats.

Mainly, if you’re in love with the idea of a high schooler with no strategic or combat experience heading up a revolution or war because they’re “so dedicated and determined,” don’t read this. Please, don’t. You’re not going to see anything you like. Go ahead and keep enjoying your guilty pleasure – that’s fine. I’m not going to own up to some of the guilty pleasures I love in fiction but don’t buy for a second in real life. That’s chill. Go for it, man.

But there are just things that I – and readers like me – are tired of seeing. If you’re sick of that trope, then keep reading. If you’re open to the idea of ditching that trope in your writing, then I really recommend reading.

This assessment/collection of tips on why teens shouldn’t run revolutions - and if you’re going to make them, how they CAN do it well - will include comparisons to history, other fiction (Unplugged), and Black Butler. Plus swearing and a range of incorrect capitalizations, because it’s fun.

On we go:

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So let me tell you a little story that happened while i was playing omega ruby.

I caught a roselia named Prince and a ralts lately named Randall somewhere nearby Rustboro city. Since my other pokemon were already leveled up to +30 for some time i mainly played with these two guys. 

Ralts wasn’t all that good in combat in the beginning, but It was a nice combo for gaining exp and they leveled up pretty fast together. But then ralts turned into kirlia and they switched places. 

And then, well, i found a dawn stone on the Victory Road. So now i have a giant baby gallade and a smol roselia.

anonymous asked:

would a war axe actually be an effective weapon at all, or has it just been made flashy for appeal? how strong would you need to be to be able to use one if so?

I’m not certain which axe you’re thinking of, but axes have been used extensively in warfare, including specialized designs intended specifically for combat. These range from simple hatchets that function in roughly the same capacity as a dagger up through the Danish axe. It’s also worth remembering there are entire families of polearms that are, basically, very long axes.

I’ve mentioned axes a couple times when discussing historical sidearms. They were, frequently, used as backup weapons in medieval infantry. In part, because battleaxes were, generally, cheaper to produce than swords, and (in theory) easier to train on, so it was easier to arm infantry with battleaxes than swords.

Most combat tactics with the axe involve generating inertia, and then once the weapon is up to speed you connect. The examples I’ve seen were figure eight patterns, though I assume there are others.

Multiple cultures also developed axe variants for use as thrown weapons. We’re usually pretty critical of throwing knives as a combat skill, but historically, some warriors did carry extra axes to throw at foes.

As for strength, the axe is like nearly every other melee weapon. It’s useful, but anyone of roughly average strength should be able to use these things. Historical battleaxes weighed somewhere between one to six pounds, so we’re not talking about some massive Berserk style chunk of steel. And, yes, this includes two handed designs. Compared to swords, axes were lighter, (probably because there was less metal involved.) As with any weapon, training and experience is far more important than strength. Put another way, a battleaxe weighs less than your average housecat. Remember, axes were light enough to bring extras for sharing with the crowd.

I’ll harp on this a bit for a second, but it is worth remembering that most weapons are pretty light. There are outliers, but if you’re bringing a weapon to a battle, then you can expect to be swinging it all day. A heavy weapon would wear you out, and leave you vulnerable.

The weight is important for an axe, but the distribution is what matters. The weight behind the blade will do the work for you, when striking, you just need to get that weight moving, and then direct it into the target. To make this work, you don’t need a lot of weight, and the more you add, the harder it becomes to get the weapon moving and control it, so you’re looking for a sweet spot of mass and control. Historically that appears to have been somewhere around two or three pounds.

Ironically, if you’re looking for a weapon that actually required a lot of strength to use, that’s the longbow. Drawing one could require the archer to pull anywhere from forty to sixty pounds, (or more in some rare cases.) Or, in other words, your mental image of how medieval combatants looked is on its head, the front line infantry were (in some cases) scrawny little guys, and the archers were stacked.


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You can, in fact, be bigoted against your own identity!

I know this is a horrible concept to learn on this hellsite, where everyone is so afraid of nuance and gray areas, but it’s true. Being of a certain marginalized identity doesn’t mean you can never parrot rhetoric that’s hurtful to you/your group. Internalized bigotry is in fact, a thing.

You don’t just realize you are gay one day and wake up with zero homophobic attitudes. The only way to actually combat the bigotry you’ve learned through society is to get educated on the issues your group faces. Some education you receive through experience, but mostly you have to listen to people who are older,and more knowledgeable and most of all: read up!

So - and this is especially true for teenagers: trust me guys, you don’t know everything! - if someone says “what you said was bigoted against [group x]” don’t immediately rebuff with “but I am [group x]”, but think about whether that person might have a point.

  • Lindsay, to Miles and Kerry: So I have a question.... I’ve wondered this too, and maybe you guys can shed some light on it. So Pyrrha is technically dust now. Can... can she be used in combat?”
  • Kerry, over screaming fans: I thought you were going somewhere else with that.
  • Miles: I don't know if we can comment on that, but if you mix her in with a little bit of Nesquik and milk...
  • Lindsay: Oh, exactly. Tasty.
Cater To You: Tom Holland x WOC

While everyone is off getting some good ole succ, I’m here writing about Tom giving the succ. A bit of inspiration from the Destinys CHild song- Cater 2 U. *SMUT for your Tom Valentine’s Day fantasies. 

You patiently waited for Tom to get back from the gym. He always went before you woke up and you were pretty sire that today he was a little late because he was getting the rest of your Valentine’s Day gifts together. You smiled when he came in with two arm fulls of bags and Harrison carrying the human sized Teddy Bear behind him. “Happy Valentine’s Day, love!” He handed you the bags and gave you a soft, tender kiss on the lips. 

“All of this for me?” You asked. “Of course, you’re the love of my life.” He blushed. Haz groaned and propped the bear on the couch. “Well I have to go prepare my things for Y/F/N!” He said his goodbyes and ran out the door. 

“So are you going to open the gifts?” he asked ushering you to sit down. You blushed at the amount of lingerie he bought you. After opening the huge amount of gifts you turned to him and smiled, “I appreciate these gifts but I don’t want you spoiling me anymore today.” He was a bit taken aback, “What do you mean? It’s Valentine’s Day.”

“I know but I hate how it’s usually about how the guy buys the girl stuff, so today is all about you.” You clapped. “Wow, okay.” He scratched his head and smiled. 

“Is it supposed to tickle?” He asked trying not to laugh as the lady scrubbed his feet. “Sometimes.” You laughed. He was a bit skeptical to go get his feet done but he was enjoying it. You had been wanting to take him to get a pedicure for the longest time, his feet were hideous and today was a good excuse to do so. 

He tugged at his robe and sighed in relief, “I never thought getting a massage was this amazing!” He said as the Masseuse rubbed his back. “You thought I was kidding huh?” After his pedicure you two were lead to the most quietest part of the Spa and given a couples massage. 

He walked out of the Spa with a wide smile on his face, “That was amazing.” He threw his arm over your shoulder and kissed you on the forehead. “I’m glad you liked it.”

You drove back home and started cooking brunch, “You sit down and relax and the food will be ready in a bit my love.”

You cooked and served the food, “Eat up.” You handed him his plate and he smiled. He finished and you took the plates back to the kitchen. “I can help-” You put your hand up,”Nope you relax, I got it.”

After spending  the rest of the day cuddling and making out, you got dressed to take him to dinner. “You ready love?” You asked stepping out of the bathroom and getting turned on when you saw him in his suit. “Oh that is definitely coming off tonight.” You winked and kissed him on the cheek.

 The restaurant was crowded with couples. “Okay so I have a few things for you.” You said. “I figured when I saw you carrying the bags.” He smuled, taking the gifts from your hands. You two sat in a quiet corner both away from the general public. “Oh wow these are some great shoes.” He said. “I love you but those fucking combat boots have got to go!”

“I like those boots!”, “Well I don’t.” You joked. After opening all of is gifts he smiled and leaned in for a kiss. “Their great, thank you darling.”

“Also I have this!” You pulled out a rose and he blushed, “W-what?”

“It’s a rose silly.” You handed it to him and he looked around a bit embarrassed. “Guys usually don’t get flowers.” He mumbled. “Are you embarrassed?” You asked. “N-no, it’s just that I’m so used to giving you flowers-”, “I know but you do so much for me and I wanted to return the favor.”

“Thank you.” He said kissing your hand. 

You were ready for the grand finale of your Valentine’s gift for Tom. You poured out something to drink an pushed him on the couch, “Wait here.”

You put on the lingerie he had bought you and you walked back into the living room, your heels echoing on the wooden floor. His eyes widened and moaned, “This has got to be the best Valentine’s day ever.”

You took the drink out of his hand and placed it on the table, you made him sit all the way back on the couch and you straddled him. You kissed him softly at first until he got impatient. His tongue separated your lips and soon you tongues danced around. 

You pulled away from him and unbutton his shirt while his hands roamed your body. You climbed off of him and got on your knees, he gulped and threw his head back as you pulled his hard cock out of his pants. He hissed when you kissed the tip and slowly took all of him in your mouth. You kept a steady pace and smiled when his hands grabbed your hair. The satisfaction of hearing him moan made you wet, his breathing got heavier and you knew he was about to cum. You stopped and stood up, sliding your panties off. 

You hovered over him, he grabbed your hips and slammed you onto him. You moaned at the feeling of him inside you. “Fuck!” You screamed as his pumped hard into you. You buried your face into his neck and sucked on his ear. 

“I’m gonna come.” He panted. “Come for me daddy.” You said sucking on his sweet spot of his neck. Sucking on his neck and calling him daddy was enough for him to release into you. Even after he came, he kept his steady pace and soon you felt yourself coming undone.

 You rested your forehead against his and tried to catch your breath, “Happy Valentine’s day baby.” You said kissing him on the lips. “Happy Valentine’s day, love.”


sentence prompts ➝  charmed
  • ❛ Life isn’t a garden so stop being a hoe. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll play the bitch, you play the witch, ok? ❜
  • ❛ I don’t see it. ❜
  • ❛ Excuse me! ❜
  • ❛ Do you mind? ❜
  • ❛ Next time get your own damn lipstick. ❜
  • ❛ I love you. ❜
  • ❛ Bite me. ❜
  • ❛ Why didn’t you save her? ❜
  • ❛ It’s okay to be angry. ❜
  • ❛ I’m not angry. I am pissed off!  ❜
  • ❛ Why do they put us through so much for it to end this way? ❜
  • ❛ You’re pregnant? ❜
  • ❛ This is completely illegal. ❜
  • ❛ Let’s not get technical now. ❜
  • ❛ Cut the cryptic crap. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t you think you’re being a little paranoid? ❜
  • ❛ Hey, that’s like me. ❜
  • ❛ You might have some problems. ❜
  • ❛ You could scare the hair off a cat. ❜
  • ❛ Then make it simple. ❜
  • ❛ Kiss this bitch. ❜
  • ❛ Have you been exercising your powers daily? ❜
  • ❛ Be careful of the feet you step on, they may be connected to the boot that kicks your ass. ❜
  • ❛ You got anything that would go with combat boots? ❜
  • ❛ I’ve come to the conclusion that if you’ve got it, then you must flaunt it.
  • ❛ Last night two guys held up a bar and a vigilante killed them. ❜
  • ❛ You summoned me to a cage where our powers don’t work so, what, we could all die together? ❜
  • ❛ That’s probably better advice. ❜
  • ❛ We kick evil’s ass every day. ❜
  • ❛ I curse you, you curse me, let’s get together and do a little cursing.
  • ❛ Hey, did you make the potion? ❜
  • ❛ That is not an excuse! ❜

anonymous asked:

Is it realistic to have a bladed weapon that operates sort of like a double ended light saber? As in you press a button or lever in the center of the hilt and blades come out of either end? Furthermore, could you see a bladed weapon fight club as something that may exist (it doesn't have to be legal and definitely probably wouldn't be)

On the first part? Not really.

You’ll see collapsing knives that are designed for push button deployment, out the front of the grip. But, for a full sword? No, or at least not with modern technology. Wear and abuse from normal use would quickly wreck the mechanical components. To say nothing of the blood and gore getting forced into the mechanism when you collapsed it after use.

So, again, limited to modern technology, it would be theoretically possible, but they’d have an incredibly short lifespan (maybe only single use), and be extremely annoying to clean and care for (if not outright impossible).

If you’re talking about some kind of hypothetical future tech, then, it will probably be an option some day. Self cleaning tolerances, and a mechanical stability that can’t be achieved with modern materials may make this viable. Though, at that point, this would probably be more of a novelty than a practical combat tool.

Double bladed weapons do exist. Well, I should say, double bladed knives exist, I have one somewhere. It’s awkward, difficult to hold, and I’ve still got a scar on my index finger from the first time I picked it up. These are a novelty. You buy one because you think it looks cool, not because you intend to use it.

There are a few examples of weapons that are designed to be double ended, mostly polearms, which would sometimes include functional spikes on the reverse end. It’s also not unheard of for a sword to have a sharpened, spiked pommel. That said, mounting an entire reverse blade onto a sword is something you’d usually only seriously consider if you’re either a Sith or Klingon.

On the second part, about fight clubs, “No, never; except they did.”

The basic idea of a fight club where people who don’t know what they’re doing wander in and start beating the ever living snot out of one another? Yeah, that can happen. I’ve actually been out on a farm in the middle of the night, dueling friends with plastic bokken because it seemed like fun at the time. It’s not exactly what you’ve got in mind, but that’s possible.

Thing is, there’s a huge difference between dueling with a high impact plastic katana, where screwing up means you’ve got new bruise on your knuckles, and screwing around with a live blade, where a mistake means critical injuries and death.

Organized, underground dueling also has some real world history. The only examples I’ve run across came out of 19th century military academies. I assume the reasoning is roughly the same as why I was on that Indiana farmyard in the middle of the night, it seemed like fun at the time.

Of course, in the case of military academies, we’re talking about students who’d actually been trained to use their blades, so it’s not exactly a fight club. Still stupid and dangerous, but they (kind of) knew what they were doing.

So, my first impulse on this subject is wrong. I’d say, “no one can possibly be that stupid,” except of course, I have been exactly that stupid. I also knew a couple idiots that decided to fight each other with a fire axe and cheap katana in their living room, without ever considering that, maybe, this was a horrifically bad idea. Tragically, they both survived unharmed.

As for a full on fight club? Not so much. When you have people who don’t know what they’re doing throwing punches, the potential risk of injury is, somewhat, limited. Untrained combatants are not a huge threat to one another. They can get some good shots in, and can make it hurt, but actually messing someone else up requires concepts like power generation and a vague idea of where to connect. Without them, it’s just guys flailing impotently at each other.

Blades are inherently dangerous. You don’t need to know how to put together an effective defense, or understand how to generate force, driving four pounds of steel into some poor schmuck doesn’t require training. Training does help; it teaches you how to put up a defense, and how to circumvent your opponent’s, but it’s not necessary for accidental death and dismemberment.

The fundamental problem with a bladed fight club is that the participants need to survive. They need to be in a condition where they can fight again next week. Getting carved up by a stray blow will put a damper on that. To say nothing of a stray death.

In Fight Club, the titular club was an expression of violent catharsis. For random guys who’ve never experienced real violence, it was an escape that presented the illusion of danger, without putting the participants in actual jeopardy. This kept the attrition rate fairly low, and allowed the group to grow. For something like this, that is absolutely critical.

If you start arming the participants, it would only take watching one guy getting opened up, and spraying blood all over the place before you might think, “maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.” When you start hemorrhaging members like this, it becomes impossible to keep the numbers up, and the club would die off quickly; figuratively or literally.


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On Entering Hyrule Castle, & Dealing With Guardians

so getting into hyrule castle isnt actually that hard? i recently started another save and went in there with three hearts n came out just fine!

It’s just a case of knowing where the guardians are and either being prepared to fight them or just avoiding them.

First off, when you see a guardian, take a photograph of it and add it to your compendium.

In doing so, as long as you’ve upgraded your sensor at Purah’s you can set your sensor to detect that kind of guardian and you’ll know when they’re near.

Outside hyrule castle, Guardian Stalker will be the most useful setting. Inside hyrule castle, set it to Guardian Turret.
(Each individual kind of guardian will require you to take a photo of it, you can’t set it to detect all guardians just a particular type)

now the icons I’ve marked on the map above are Very Big. You’ll at most be seen by two guardians at a time, typically a decayed guardian who is next to a stalker, although this mostly happened to me because i was seeking them out lmao

Anyway, there’s quite a few guardian stalkers inside of castle town

(this bit)

but! they’re all asleep except for the one by hyrule cathedral. As long as you don’t make any loud noises or get too close, they won’t wake up.

They also have damaged legs so they’re not much of a threat really, I have in fact just ridden through on my horse and opened the front gate and entered hyrule castle Still On My Horse

there’s some blight eyes around the square, if you shoot them you will wake up one of the big boys but as I said they’re hardly a threat.

anyway how about we get to actually dealing with those bad boys huh?

Fighting Guardians

Decayed Guardians

So, when you see one of these just hit the save button, and pull out your shield.

It’ll take a couple tries to learn the timing and the distance, but the moment after it fires its shot and you see this:

press A to deflect its shot, and it’ll die in one hit.

They’re not very attentive though, you can just walk behind it and it won’t see you, but it’s a good idea to practice this so you know how to do it if one of them spots you walking through hyrule castle.

If you don’t want to practice around hyrule castle, head to the plateau.

You can deflect a shot like this from any guardian and it’s the most effective way to combat them!
but they’ll take three or more deflections to be killed, it’s just these guys who will die in one.

Guardian Sentries

So, they follow a set path and just circle along that. If you get too close to their floodlight, they’ll spot you and try shooting you.

frankly, fighting them isn’t worth it, just wait for their floodlight to pass and walk past them.

If you do get spotted, just find some cover - they’re more resilient than stalkers so again it’s just not worth fighting them.

Guardian Stalkers

Go for their legs.

If you have a strong weapon (around 30 attack id say), or any guardian weapons especially you can break them very quickly.

It deals a lot of damage to them, disrupts their shots every time a leg breaks, and prevents them following you if you need to bail.

When their legs are broken shoot them in the eye a couple times and they’ll probably fall over, shoot them in the big weak spot underneath if they’re not already dead.

You can also just charge them repeatedly on your horse, particularly good if you have a guardian spear.

Guardian Turrets

You’ll encounter a lot of these within hyrule castle’s grounds. They have a very long shot range, and a lot of HP. Deflecting their shots takes different timing to stalkers & decayed guardians, as they’re so far away.

Instead I suggest backing out of their sight, and going around them. They’re usually on one side of a wall, so go around the back of the wall

Entering the castle grounds

you can enter hyrule castle from any direction, entering from the north has the fewest guardians to get past, but just from me to you the interesting stuff is in the east and the west of the castle.

Personally I prefer to enter in from the east on my horse, then paraglide across.

Alternatively if you want to find a lot of treasure, take a photograph of a chest, and head to the castle town ruins. turn your sensor onto treasure chests and you’ll find a Tonne Of Them in the ruins.

You can then enter through the front gate by using magnesis.

If you want more ideas on how to get in, visit riverside stable and talk to percy, she’ll give you a quest as well as tell you a variety of methods you can use and give you hints on what you can find.

That’s pretty much all i have to say but i want to clarify the map a little bit. as with the divine beasts, the map is 3d. The red gates are all different entry points to the inside of hyrule castle.

Once you go inside it’ll switch to a view of the internal passages. (still 3d this is just from above)

Now I don’t particularly want to spoil the contents of the castle, but some places you want to find for the story are the library, zelda’s room, and her study.

If you want clues for those, click below

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What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, kiddo? I’ll have you know I’m a jaded teenage girl and my dad screams if i forget to do my chores. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’ve got a black belt. You are nothing to me but just another hoodrat. I will drag you so hard right now but i know you’ll just end up crying. i’ve roasted you before and you know it has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me because you’re gay and have different skin? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting all of her nasty friends and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. Talk shit get hit, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I’ve been through shit that you wouldn’t even dream of. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but there are some days i don’t even want to get out of bed in the mornings. If only you could have known my life or my story so keep my name out of your nasty mouth. Try asking the cutest guy in your grade out in the middle of the cafeteria only to find out he has a fucking girlfriend. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. Life is a battlefield and it looks like I’ve already won.

You’re my shelter

Fandom: Shadowhunters

Pairing: Alec Lightwood x Reader

General Summery: Betrayed feelings lead to a combat session that involves lip contact.Or the one where Alec stands up to his mom and the readers deepest desire comes to life.

Warnings: -

A/N:      For    Hello lovely people !
This one was requested on Tumblr but it got out of hand. So basically this was supposed to be a sparring session and stolen kisses but really it turned out slightly different because apprently characters have their own mind. Lydia was inspired by the new promo pictures so yeah here we go.
Happy Reading !excuse my rusty skills and potential mistakes, English is not my first language. Keep the requests coming e.g (x) , fandoms I write about (x), my ask box (x), my collection of stories (x)


Originally posted by katherinewinchester

*gif not mine*

Being a female shadowhunter was by far not easy. It was still a male dominated business where women weren’t necessarily seen as successful or skilful. That was of course pure bullshit and you knew it. You were living proof. There was no one who was as good as you in covert investigations or let alone at firing a gun. Isabelle Lightwood and you had earned the men’s trust and respect in the Institute and even in Idris they knew your names. There was a certain pride that came with that and you hoped other young girls would follow. But right now, your biggest problem was something else entirely.

‘’ Tell me you’re joking!’’
Your shocked voice echoed in the small VIP room that you and Izzy were currently seated in, waiting for that long-hunted demon to follow your invitation.
You had been focused on the loud techno music blasting through the club walls, dressed in nothing but a tight black dress and some killer High Heels .
Izzy had been your parabatai since you two have been 10. You grew up around the Lightwood family, you had admired her older brother Alec like your own. That was until you grew boobs and he suddenly became something entirely else. No wonder those news made you forget about the demon.
‘’ Her name is Lydia. We met her last year in Idris, do you remember that honey blond girl cooing over Max? ‘’
You could do nothing more than stare at Izzy.
‘’ Mother thinks they’ll reproduce, and let me quote her, ‘worthy heirs’ . Bringing fortune and pride to the family.’’ The black-haired beauty snorted really unladylike while crossing her legs.
‘’ Alec wasn’t supposed to know until she would come to visit but he eavesdropped.’’
You crossed your arms feeling jealousy boiling through your entire being.
‘’ So he’s being forced to marry? ‘’
Isabelle smiled sleepily, observing you very closely before she shot you a knowing look.
‘’ He threw a tantrum . I have never seen Alec so angry and furious, he yelled at our mother and said things he would have normally never said. He left .’’
You have seen Alec angy before, but the oh so –composed Alec losing it?
‘’ What do you mean with he left?’’
‘’He left.’’ Izzy shrugged. You could clearly see the pride sparkling behind her dark orbs.
‘’ He said that he would no longer a part of this family if we prided ourselves with arranged marriages. ‘’
He did what? You felt pride knowing Alec had stood up to his mother but that was quickly replaced by worry. There was literally nothing he loved more than his family and his friends. The betrayal he felt was most likely tremendous.
‘’I think he plans on crashing at yours since he moved out of this room in the Institute after receiving congratulations from the other for his engagement. .’’, Izzy said casually before standing up.
‘’Alec plans what? Isabelle ! Why haven’t you told me this earlier? You know I would have-‘’
‘’Exactly!’’, she interrupted .
‘’You would have gone looking for him cancelling this mission. As much as you love being a Shadowhunter, you love my brother more. Everyone knows, Y/N. That’s the reason Alec will probably seek comfort in you instead of in Jace. Even though he is his parabatai. But I can’t let you fail this mission if we both want to change our society from within. So get yourself together.’’
You knew she was right. You wouldn’t have spent a second thought about this demon if you had known what was going on. Literally everyone knew you liked Alec more than a brother or even more than a friend. You and Alec were really close that’s why you had made sure he would never figure it out. It would destroy your whole friendship and living without him wasn’t an option. So you settled for less, and that had been okay. Until today.
You stretched the material of your dress a little before you planted a determined smile on your lips.
‘’Well then let’s get over with that. I have a business to take care of.’’
Izzy snickered while throwing you a sneaky grin.
‘’That business is going to need a place to sleep, you know. And you have a king-sized bed if I’m not mistaken…’’
You laughed at that, rolling your eyes before opening the door to welcome your target.
‘’On it.’’

Isabelle and you had killed that demon, knowing you were supposed to report back to Hodge and the others didn’t keep you from heading home as fast as possible. Isabelle would take over the report not caring about what kind of expression that would leave with you skipping on your liabilities.
The moment you stepped through your front door you were sure of Alec’s presence. He had a key, just in case, and he had used it judged by that discarded shirt on the dresser. Not caring about those High Heels that were killing your feet you entered your living room, taking in the mess of displaced furniture. Your eyes focused on the man standing at the window, looking lost. Apparently he had used your flat for some training according to his heaving chest.
Alec turned around facing you not masking the anger and hurt that he was currently feeling. The great thing about your relationship was that neither had to talk to know what the other was thinking or feeling. He had never been a great talker, and you were always a great listener.
It only took a second for you to reach him , wrapping your arms around him and laying your head against his chest. He didn’t ask whether you knew he just pulled you closer and laid his chin on your head. Closing your eyes you inhaled his scent, familiar and soothing. It smelled like home.
You felt his arms tightening around you and all your worry and anxiety left your body. He was here, he was okay and he would figure it out.
A small sigh escaped Alec’s lips as he looked down on you.
‘’What is this? ‘’ A tug at your dress.
‘’ A dress.’’, you answered looking up. Why was he so damn tall?
‘’ Says who?’’
You laughed and shoved against his chest. Wait no, come back !
‘’Are you quoting Clueless?’’ you asked disbelieving while a smile was forming on Alec’s lips.
‘’Possible. You made me watch it 50 times, what can I say.’’
You snorted while stepping away from him and out of your heels.
‘’ A mission required these clothes. Now tell me did you plan on sleeping on the floor so you moved all my furniture to the wall or did you feel like redecorating?’’
You tried to focus on his face, but his bare torso made that impossible. By the angels, how good looking could someone be ? You trailed your eyes down his stomach stopping at the small trail of hair leading into his pants. God. You groaned silently telling yourself to get it together.
‘’ I take you don’t sue me for passing threshold without asking? ‘’
You grinned at him while entering the kitchen to get a glass of water.
‘’I trained. I tried to release a little of that energy but…’’
You didn’t notice how his eyes took in your whole body as you stretched up to reach a glass. How his eyes traveled down your legs admiring the view he was getting.
‘’Give me a minute, I need a sparring partner anyways.’’
You were missing the appreciated smile that was forming on Alec’s lips. He knew you only said that so he could release some of his anger. Your worry for him was clearly showing and the way you had allowed him to crash at your apartment without actually saying it supported the knowledge that he had about you being always there for him.

‘’ 1…2…3’’,you groaned while you tried to defend yourself as Alec’s limbs moved so quickly you almost couldn’t keep up. You changed into some workout clothes and switched from sparring to hand to hand combat training. You breathed heavily, focusing on finding a weak spot to bring Alec down. But damn, that guy was fast and his hand-eye coordination was at its finest. Telling him to pour all his anger in his moves had been a pretty bad idea, since he took that literal.
‘’Fuck’’, you muttered under your breath before you managed to confuse him by faking a punch and pulling out his leg finally.
Alec groaned as he landed on his back before you swiftly moved over him to secure his body on the floor.
His face was so close that you could feel his heavy breath on your lips.
‘’Pour it all into your moves, Alec.’’
He growled angrily meeting your eyes with stormy ones.
‘’Arranged marriage is medieval. You’re angry for a reason. Your mother shouldn’t have done that.’’ You placed your hands on either side of his face watching him comb through his hair.
‘’Any more motivational speeches, Y/N?’’, he teased you.
‘’Well, you just lost to a girl.’’ He scrunched his nose and that was the moment you could not hold back any longer.
In a swift motion you brought your face closer to his and pressed as soft kiss to his lips.
How on earth could a boy’s lips be that soft?
There was a minute you weren’t sure whether you’ve done the right thing. But the moment you moved away a little, facing him and noticing the glimmer in his it just clicked. Every puzzle piece fell into place and there was this certainty of no going back.
‘’ Losing to a girl isn’t a shame, Y/N. But I think I’ve found my motivation.’’
His voice was low as he shot up, grabbing your arms and spinning you on your back. He placed your hands above your head by clasping your fingers with each other. A nib at your lip before he pressed his against yours, moaning lowly as your tongues met. Making out with Alec Lightwood? That surely must be a dream. You weren’t the one to complain, though. You bit into his upper lip receiving a growl that was enough distraction for you to flip him over, grinning down on him winningly before you got up.
‘’ Enough motivation for you to fight properly?’’, you teased him preparing for his attack.
He didn’t disappoint you , Alec had you against the wall a second later. His face was so close that your noses were almost touching.
‘’I’m not marrying Lydia.’’, he said serious while looking in your eyes, searching for an answer.
‘’I hope not.’’, you replied breathlessly, hypnotized by the way his body felt against yours , his lean muscles tangible against your softer curves.
‘’ I don’t want her. It’s always been you.’’ Barely a whisper. But you heard him.
You swallowed, softly placing your hand against his neck.
‘’Please don’t marry her. I couldn’t bear it.’’, you whispered truthfully, baring your soul.
A soft smile was grazing his lips as he pressed the softest of all kisses on your lips.
‘’It will always be you.’’, cradling your face in his hands he kissed you until you heard a certain someone clearing her throat.
‘’ So I came to make sure everything was alright and whether my brother had a place to crash but I guess I just got my answer. Also, can I tell these news our parents, pretty pretty please?‘’
It was almost painful to avert your eyes from Alec’s but you managed and shot your parabatai an annoyed look.
‘’Can’t you knock? Or ring the bell?’’
She shrugged holding up a spare key.
‘’You gave me this, didn’t you.’’
You groaned, rolling your eyes feeling the low rumble of laughter in Alec’s chest.
‘’ My apartment has been taken over by the Lightwood siblings, God help me.’’


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Skateboards and Combat Boots

Here’s the military brat! Trini fic you guys wanted. I don’t have a parent in the military so if I mess something up please feel free to tell me. Obviously it’s gonna be trimberly.
They had been studying in Trini’s room when Kim noticed the boots under Trini’s bed.

They were worn and patched up in some parts. The laces were black and the base color was yellow while the soles were black and white.

“I didn’t know you had a pair of combat boots.” Kim looked up at Trini.

“Huh? Oh yeah, my dad bought them for me when we moved to Hawaii.” Trini explained. Kimberly’s eyes went wide.

“You’ve lived in HAWAII?” Kimberly said.

“I’ve been all over.” Trini said nonchalantly.

“Really? Tell me about it.” Kimberly put her biology book down to give Trini all her attention.

“All right princesa I’ll tell you. I was born in Austin Texas.My dad had enrolled in the Air Force a few years before I was born.” Trini began.

“I lived there for a while until he got deployed and we moved to New York when I was 10. That’s where I learned how to play the guitar. The second time he got deployed we moved to California, I was 14 this time. I learned how to skateboard in California. Then comes Hawaii when I was 15, my dad went away for a while when we moved there, so he bought me something to remind me of him.” Trini took a deep breath.

“I got my first girlfriend in Hawaii. Her name was Nani. My mom caught us surfing at the beach together. The rain caught us and Nani decided to kiss me under our surfboards. My dad got out of the army and my mom made us move. I really hated them both for a while after the whole Nani thing, I stopped wearing them until now.” Trini said.

“Wow. So you’re telling me you can play the guitar?” Kimberly asked.

Trini rolled her eyes.

“Is that really all you got from that whole story Kimmy?” Trini teased.

Kimberly shrugged her shoulders.

“It was a good story though babe.” Kim said.

“But you know what? I’m glad you guys moved here. I don’t know what would’ve happened if i hadn’t met you.” Kim gushed.

“Awe babe. You’re such a softy.” Trini teased.

“Soooo when are you gonna teach me how to skate?” Kim asked.

“Hmmm. When you get cool enough to learn.” Trini snickered.

“Wow. Rude Trin.” Kimberly pouted.

“Come on let’s get donuts nerd.” Trini said.

The girls went downstairs go grab their shoes when Kim spotted Trini’s skateboard in the closet. The color was lightly faded but on the underside you could clearly make out Trini’s name in yellow gel pen.

“Looks like now is the moment to teach me how to ride babe.” Kim smiled.

“Ugh fine let’s go.” Trini groaned happily.

Needless to say, it’s a good thing rangers heal quickly. Because Kimberly went home that night with more than a few cuts a bruises as well as a couple love-bites from Trini.
END Hope you liked.

I always thought that Obsidian’s reluctance to do romance had more to do with the structurization of romance than romance part itself.

Look at how most devs make romance options. It starts with companion design: love interests need to be conventionally attractive, fill in different romance tropes (nice guy, ice queen, the flirt, etc.) and provide players with traditional cutesy romance, angsty brooding romance and whatever else is there.

This all can be very depressing to design, ever since you do not only need to design the character in such a way that it would work well with plot perspective and fill certain combat roles, but also make sure the character stays “romantically attractive”. Does that mean that Hiravias needs to be less of a stinky, scarred druid? Pretty up Pallegina? Kick out Durance, to make more place for handsome guys? 

Do you also make some characters more likable, to make sure they stay “romanceable”? Do you downplay Eder’s racism or does romance mean that by talking about it, Eder no longer has any prejudices left? What does that mean for everyone else who did not romance him?

So instead of providing more depth, games with romances in mind tend to have LESS varied characters and some rather unsatisfying friendship paths.

So I am very happy that Obsidian wants to make first characters and if it fits the character, allow romance to blossom. From design standpoint it’s completely different. Romances no longer have to be a fully structured romance with 3 designated romance scenes and 1 sex scene before main mission. No character is the same, so their romances do not need to have the same structure either. There is more freedom and more room for experimentation. And I don’t have to worry about characters declaring their undying love for me, for no other reason that I flirted with them three times. I would really love to have little more nuance in romances.

anonymous asked:

I've often heard that knife fights are mutual suicide, simply because it's so hard to avoid getting hurt while disabling an opponent. Is that true? If so, could you give any tips on writing a realistic knife fight between two relatively equally skilled characters?

We did a post called “Knife Fighting Do’s and Don’t’s” which you might find helpful, it’s also full of links to other resources which may be helpful.

Knife fights are dangerous, in large part because every blow is potentially fatal due to cumulative bleed out/nicking something important or even seemingly unimportant, there is no time for error much less room as combat happens remarkably quickly with the high lethality causing a sudden end, and the fight itself often happens in a blitz.

Even in the hands of someone who has no idea what they’re doing, the knife is incredibly dangerous. Just bull rushing into someone and stabbing them repeatedly in the sides or gut often as many as ten to twenty times will kill them. This is often the case in muggings, for example, and why the knife is a very popular choice. You don’t need skill in order to kill someone with a bladed weapon. You don’t even really need it to be effective beyond understanding the concepts like slashing and thrusting, swinging wildly in the heat of the moment is remarkably effective in this case.

This is the first and perhaps most important tips to writing a character who is experienced and skilled, they understand the dangers inherent in the weapon they are wielding, they recognize it, respect it, and respond accordingly. One of the problems some writers get into when trying to convey skill is to go with the approach of, “it’s not a problem for me, but it will be for you”. This is valid, the problem is that they assume the danger is nullified rather than their character’s comprehension of that danger being the deciding factor. If I know the risks involved, I can take more or navigate more easily than someone with no experience at all. However, the danger itself never goes away. No matter how skilled you are every fight can end with you lying bloody on the ground.

That’s just the way it is.

If you write a character who fights, they and you should always carry the worry of them dying in the back of their minds. And if they don’t, then you should figure out why instead of assuming it’s natural because they have “skills”.

All right, let’s dig in: Knives

Remember, two hands.

When people who have never done martial arts (and even sometimes people who have) there’s often an over focus on the weapon or on the striking, the hitting. In knife fighting and just in general, the off hand or the second hand/hand without the blade is extremely important for both defense and control. All blocking, deflecting, and the openings created will be made with the off-hand. You stop the arm with one hand, cut it with the knife. This protects you and allows you to keep fighting. The off-hand may become a sacrificial body part as necessary to lock up the enemy blade, getting the knife lodged somewhere non-vital if perhaps unpleasant is sometimes necessary to opening the path to victory.

Defense is important.

The blades will not be clashing like a swordfight (which they shouldn’t be clashing in a swordfight anyway, but that’s a different kettle). All blocks, defenses, and redirects will happen with that other hand.

Keep It Tight

Tempting as it is to use words like “swinging” or others in a similar vein, try to keep your vocabulary to descriptors that imply tight, controlled motion. You don’t want a feel that’s wild and out of control but rather intentional, directed, and focused.

“He lunged forward, swinging wildly.”


“He stepped back, off-hand catching the wrist and redirecting the incoming dagger. Slashing his blade across the back of the enemy’s hand, he dropped down. With a forward lunge, he cut up along the underside of the arm, tucked tight, and drove his weapon into their gut.”

Debilitate, Disable, Finish:

If you have the option to lunge for the kill then great, but the best way to keep your enemy from stabbing you on the way out is to get rid of their weapon first. Attacking the hand that holds the weapon on your way in ensures that you can get rid of it. The best way to avoid a double suicide is to not be so focused on killing your opponent that you forget about their weapon. The guy you just stabbed six times in the gut can still stab you before he collapses.

Prioritize your threats.

If you have the opportunity to remove the participant before the weapon then fine, but 9/10 you’re going to want to focus on ridding them of their ability to kill you on the way out before moving in.

Move, Move, Move

It can be difficult to think in multiple directions, especially if you have no experience with two bodies interacting. They aren’t going to stand there hacking at each other, they’re going to try to create openings. As any hit from the knife can be deadly due to cumulative bleed out, avoidance is the primary name of the game.

Understand Anatomy

While knife fighting is fast and vicious, it’s also very much about anatomy. You get get downright surgical with a knife if you want and when writing your fiction it’s best to brush up on all the tendons, ligaments, veins, and so forth that are close to the surface and up for grabs or slashes in this case.

Medical knowledge will help you with combat in general, but with knife fighting you really want to know what can get cut to make X stop working before moving in for the kill. It sounds simple in practice, difficult in execution.

Study Actual Knife Combat/Combatants

This may seem like a no brainer, but if you really want to understand what it looks like when someone experienced handles a blade then you want to spend some time looking at guys like Michael Janich, the bladed weapons practice in Silat, Krav Maga, Marines, etc. It’s best to get that experience in person, but YouTube will also be your friend here. There are a lot different martial styles which include knives as part of their disciplines.

Take everything with a grain of salt and remember that videos online won’t make you an expert. If you’re a US citizen, you can also track down most of the Department of Defense manuals for the military available for free online. Some of the information such as that from Rex Applegate is outdated but finding his books and reading through them may help you imagine.

Half of writing anything is studying, learning what it is, what it does, learning so you can imagine the techniques in different ways. Theory for a writer is just important, if not more so than technique. You may not be able to perform it in life, but if you can grasp the theory then you can start applying that to your characters and their approaches to different situations.

Remember Violence is Problem Solving, Think of Your Character’s Personality.

Learning that all combat is not universal, that different approaches exist will help you branch out when writing your characters and allow you to develop combat styles unique to them. A good example of a narrative which does this is Season 2 of Netflix’s Daredevil, wherein Matt, Elektra, Frank Castle, and Wilson Fisk all have different approaches to using violence as a means of solving problems, where the way they fight is also an expression of who they are as people. The kinds of violence your character engages and the way they choose to utilize violence as a means of problem solving is an expression of their personality, not just their skill level.

Two characters of similar skill level can have very different fighting styles, even if they’ve studied in the same style. Take into account who these characters are and let that dictate how they choose to use violence. Not all characters are going to be efficient killing machines. Some are going to be joyous free spirits bouncing their way from one enemy to another, leaping and bounding with a blood streaked grin across their face.

You may think you know nothing, but take what you learn and then apply that knowledge to your character. Let them decide what to do with it. They might use it, they might ignore it.

Don’t sweat the small stuff.

What is most important here is figuring out how to sell the scene to your audience in a variety of different forms.


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Ok guys so I came up with an idea for a self care/recovery type monthly subscription box.
So basically there’d be a quiz where you could specify what you’re trying to overcome and there’ll be options like depression, loss, anxiety, stress, body dysphoria, self esteem, etc. And you can choose a couple of options and the box would be tailored to your needs. It would include stuff like treats and maybe some makeup, skin care, hair care, masks and bath bombs. And the products in each box will be meant to combat the problems that you are facing in life. So I’d do research on what types of things fight against stress or dysphoria or depression and then use products containing those things. It would be discreet, like if you don’t want like your roommate to see your package and know you’re going through anxiety or something, it won’t say anything about that on the box. It’s basically meant to help with recovery or just like mental health in general. It could work for people with diagnosed mental illnesses but it could also work for people who are just going through a tough time or want to treat themselves a little bit.

I have nooo fricken idea how I’d go about shipping or anything like that because shipping is hella expensive and I really want this box to be as cheap as possible and accessible for everyone. Idk about legal stuff or making a website for it I literally have no idea. All I know is I’m passionate about helping people and I really love self care in the form of face masks and bath bombs and fun stuff like that. Those things really do help to de-stress in my experience and so I think it’s a really cool idea. But if I am to pursue this it’s gonna be hard work! Lol I’ll have to do soooo much research and stuff before the box becomes a thing.

But yeah, like if you would potentially get something like this!

anonymous asked:

What do the entire bat family thoughts on Keith and the rest of the Voltron team, including the Alteans? Zarkon? Haggar?

okok so I’m going to go on with assuming that Shiro is already part of batfam (the whole AU where he was a batkid before joining the Garrison and going on the Kerberos mission).

Bruce: I think he would pretty much adopt Keith; he has all the qualifications for a troubled batkid, and he’s good with hand to hand combat and he doesn’t use guns. He would adore Lance, Pidge & Hunk, but would probably grow annoyed by them at some points (because Bruce can’t handle happiness and fun heheh) and he would seriously respect Allura. At first he would be skeptical of her (Selina Kyle vibes) but he would trust her when he sees how much Shiro loves & trusts her and how she’s badass. Coran would be like a second Alfred to him, tbh.

Dick: tbh some days Dick just gets really fed up with Keith. He can barely handle Jason and Damian––last he needs is another snappy, quick-tempered kid who gets offended by everything. But most days, Dick loves Keith and treats him like another one of his younger siblings: with love, patience and scolding. I think he’d fall in love with Allura tbh, then pout because she & Shiro are already a thing (but he’d be really happy for Shiro because if he deserves a someone amazing, then it’s Allura). He and Lance would be good friends I think, because Dick can appreciate when someone is trying really hard to lighten the mood and ease the tension in the room (usually that’s his role, so he’s happy that Lance seems to seriously help).

Jason: would be such an asshole to Keith, because it’s so fun. Whenever Keith makes a sad comment about how he’s half-galra or something, Jason will say “wow, must suck. I only died and came back to life” just to piss him off (and Keith keeps getting pissed off, every time). He and Lance wouldn’t get along well at first, because his comments are too sharp and he ends up hurting Lance’s feelings… until they kinda realize they both have some pent up thoughts about how they just don’t fit in the family and how everyone else seems to be better than them in the eye of the leader, and Lance begins to understand Jason’s sarcasm and dry humour, and they get along really well. He’d respect Allura and keep calling Coran “Alfred” for jokes. I also think he would secretly love Hunk’s hugs, but would never admit to it.

Tim: Tim is BEST FRIENDS with Hunk & Pidge!!! He would be good friends with Lance and Keith, too, but not quite their best friend. He loves to nerd over tech & ideas with Hunk and Pidge, he loves to listen to them explain how the Lions work and what Pidge felt when she felt every atom of Green, etc. He and Pidge stay up late at night, living off caffeine, and Hunk brings them some of the tasty food he cooks because “guys, you need to eat actual food.” 

Stephanie: Adores Allura, and eventually becomes her mentor and teaches her some kickass moves in combat. She’s always in awe at Allura’s powers, and they become very close, like sisters. Allura opens up to her about how losing her entire planet and kingdom was so devastating. Stephanie would also like Lance and would keep giving him adorable nicknames (and plays along with his corny pick up lines)… they both know they’ll never be a thing, but they enjoy making everyone else uncomfortable by playing corny flirty kids. I think she would also be sort of a big sister for Pidge, and they’d play video games together and she would happily listen to Pidge rant about technology and space. And Keith––I’m not actually sure how Steph would feel about him. I think she have a similar relationship with him to Dick’s.

Damian: okay so I have this whole headcanon that Dami & Lance become best friends because Lance treats the kid like a kid, despite his bratty remarks and the fact that he speaks like an old man from the early 20th century. He spoils Dami, always buying him ice cream and inviting him to play soccer/basketball/tennis/video games etc with them and he never gets angry when Damian is too good––instead, he tells the kid how good he is. At first Dami brushes it off with narcissistic remarks, but it later means a lot to him. Eventually, he loosens up and feels so comfortable around Lance that he opens up to him about his nightmares, fears, and how despite being the bloodson, he fears that he will never make his father & Dick proud and that Tim will never like him. 

As for Keith, I think he would be a tiny bit jealous of him because Shiro & Dad loves Keith, Dick fights super well alongside Keith, Jason actually jokes more with Keith (and teases him more), and Tim actually likes him, despite his snappy responses. So at first Dami avoids Keith, always feeling like he’s the new star of the show… but one day Keith challenges him to a swordfight, and softly laughs when Damian nearly kicks his ass. They become sword buddies, and eventually good friends/brothers.

As for Zarkon & Haggar, I think pretty much all of them would hate them because 1) they’re bad guys and 2) what they did to Shiro 

feel free to reblog this and add more for Cass and Duke etc!! I just wasn’t sure about them!!

The Black Empire Opt in Plot!

Hello everyone! Rayne’s Mun here!  I have done some thinking in regards to Rayne’s story and how it involves those he is close to. And I began to think about making another Opt in plot line! The first one I had created was a success and met some great people from it! Smiley was my pride and joy..but all good things must come to and end, and from the ashes even grander things will be reborn. I am merely making this post as a gauge to see if it is something people will be interested in. If successful, another post will be made when the plot goes live!

After the discovery of an old underground Citadel, some adventurers and the archaeologists that accompanied them make a fatal mistake. An evil entity is released and everyone that dared enter the long forgotten ruins did not make it out alive.  The entity’s one goal is to restore The Black Empire in the name of The Old Gods. She is a ruthless and zealous being who will not cease her plotting and scheming until everything the Titans have created has fallen and the glory of The Black Empire is restored. The Legion have had their run and amidst all the chaos, she will interject her will. “We do not die; we do not live. We are outside of the cycle.”

My thoughts were of an elite strategist that is under the influence of the old gods to begin terrorizing the citizens of Stormwind and any who inhabit it (those that opt in). She will try to gain your trust through whatever means and if you cannot be won over, then she will attempt to take your will by force. She is fairly weak and will actively seek new hosts to wander Azeroth and fulfill her purpose. 

Players who opt in may receive:

Whispers of doubt, hatred, pride, lust, or agony.

Interactions involving rather horrifying experiences.

Prompts involving nightmares your character may have.

Prompts involving hallucinations your character might witness.

The plot will be slow moving at first, but with time will pick up and hopefully will cause some interesting but above all enjoyable character development and interactions. I as a writer have always -loved-  angsty writing and feel like some people do not have a way to enjoy it because of their characters nature. (non combat etc. ) So hopefully, if this has a positive review, we can bring that experience to you. 

Thank you all for reading and I hope to see you all in the fight against The Black Empire.

Originally posted by now-s-cream

(Edit: every notification helps me gauge the communities opinion. Reblogs are greatly appreciated. Thank you guys *hugs* )