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Starting today, June 11, U.S. internet providers will be legally allowed to censor and block websites and apps, and force you to pay extra fees to to access your favorite places online. Your internet sanctuaries, the communities you are part of, the ones you have help build up, could be decimated.
Will it happen today? No. Next week? Probably not. The changes will not be swift. They will come piece by piece. A slow, tempered death to the free and open internet we love.
It doesn’t have to be this way. You can still make a difference, Tumblr. We need the House of Representatives to sign a discharge petition in support of the Congressional Review Act that would force a vote on the floor.
It’s so easy. Just go to BattleForTheNet.com, fill out the form, and follow their directions from there.
They have an updated widget for you to throw on your websites to urge others to make a difference. You can put it on your Tumblr. Let your followers know what you stand for, encourage them to do the same. It’s so easy to do. Just copy and paste their small line of code right into the customize theme page on the web.
Go, go, go, go. We know you have that passion in you. We’re fighting right alongside you.
The main party’s assumption for the members of the Guardians of Light are Sora, Riku, Mickey, Aqua, Terra, Ventus, and Kairi.
But assuming Aqua really has been Norted and is now the 13th Seeker of Darkness, it’s a good bet she revealed the location of Ventus’ body. In doing so perhaps Xehanort was able to bring back Vanitas and he’s the one piloting Ven now and that’s how he met Sora in the Monster’s Inc world.
So this leaves 2 spots open for hire. 3 if you count Terra’s difficulty in overcoming Master Xehanort. And 4 if you, like me, believe Disney will not let Mickey take part in battling 13 humans that will likely end in death to either side.
This last part is important too, because it’s been theorized by others such as HMK that because Mickey’s not an original character, they will replace him with someone who is. And as we’ve seen in the trailers, the person Sora’s searching for now is Roxas. Maybe the reason he needs him back isn’t just personal but also crucial for the Light’s side if they are missing a member. (or a few)
With the way things are looking now, and taking into account the most important Kingdom Hearts original characters, I believe the final lineup of the 7 Guardians will be Sora, Riku, Kairi, Roxas, Xion, Lea, and Namine.
Feel free to agree or disagree but this is just a prediction.
Here’s hoping for more Kingdom Heart 3 info at Square Enix’s presentation at this year’s E3!!!! Here’s some keyblades for worlds I’d personally like to see in the next game!
But seriously, an Inside Out world could be similar to how they did Tron’s world in KH2 where they have to, like, retrieve a memory from one of the core cast or destroy someone’s inner darkness or something by going into their head!
My brilliant friend pointed out to me that in the very first triailer for KH3, this is what we see:
That’s right, Eraqus’s keyblade. And why that Keyblade? Why not Aqua’s? Or Ven’s? Why is that so important you ask?
Because of this. Aqua knew this was going to happen, and that Sora was her only hope. So she sent her keyblade away, so that Xehanort wouldn’t be able to get the one person she was still trying to protect.
Also, an important moment to remember is this from the 0.2 Opening cutscene.
It wasn’t a tease or clickbait. It was her giving Sora the necessary means to save Ventus.
First time ever making a video of my drawing process!
This was an experimental video which sets a whole new precedent for me in the form of future content, much of which will likely be Patreon exclusive (if that actually takes off). This wouldn’t have been possible if not for @kuro-megane and their donation of funds to purchase the pro version of this video editor, SO THANK YOU AGAIN YOU SWEET ANGEL BABY.
If you wanna keep up on where this is leading, you can support me on Patreon for just $1 a month. If it actually grows, then I will start executing even more ideas I have.
Started this a couple nights ago to de-stress. Ended up being an excuse to paint some ugly clouds. Happy past! Ardyn with a little holy glow cuz he was SO BLESSED until he wasn’t
the upside to being an artist with a RP blog is I can make my own pictures when there’s nothing else that fits the mood I’m looking for. This is for my Luna RP blog over at @lady-lunafreya-nox-fleuret where I RP with @chancellorizunia
It’s still cold af here… but I managed to sketch even with my hands cramped and frozen because I am REALLY tired of not being able to do what I love. My poor heater has about had it and barely warms the room. Anyway, here’s some Ardyn heads :3
Why the purplish border on Ardyn’s scarves isn’t on his hood in the game?!?
I took some pics from different media to understand.
The first thing to notice is that on the artwork made by Roberto Ferrari (on the last line), the purplish border is everywhereon the black welt of the scarves: front, back and hood. I know it’s hard to see but believe me, I took the picture from the FFXV artbook myself and I swear to you there is!
The second thing to remark is that on every picture of Ardyn since the reveal of FFXV in 2013, the purple border is present as you can see on the first line below.
So why once in the game Ardyn’s model doesn’t have it anymore?
As you can see on the second line above, in the game the border is here on the front part of the scarves (and also in the back) but not on the hood (I took screens from PS4 but the problem remains also on PC). It’s the same with the Pocket Edition and the art for this game hasn’t even the purplish border! (don’t be fooled by Ardyn’s hair on the pic, the welt is completely black)
I also checked in FFXV A New Empire (ugh), and the same problem as for the main game occurs: when Ardyn is in “high CG” you can remark that the border is here, but on the second picture with a model nearer to the one of FFXV the border disappears.
It’s trulya distinction between the real-time model of the game and everything else that can be pre-rendered. For example even if I can’t be sure because the quality doesn’t allow me to, in ACOrigins the border seems to be here too, and it is also the case during all the Kingsglaive movie that are pre-rendered scenes.
So the thing I really can’t understand is the reason why this purple border disappeared from the game model in the first place. This detail is totally part of the outfit since the beginning as we saw on Ferrari’s art, so why? Someone forgot it and no one noticed after? A glitch preventing to put the texture here? An overload of informations that makes the outfit less legible? (yeah, sure this little border is the straw that breaks the camel’s back XD )
I really don’t know the reason and I don’t know either why they didn’t modify this since the game was released. I just know that it’s only a little detail but it makes me so crazy XD
Okay, so here is this piece of trash. This is prompt number 21-
“Ardyn never meant for you to become infected with the starscourge, but here you are and this is gonna hurt.” @mabwee I really hope this is what you were looking for because I want to like it but at the same time I feel like I really messed this up by doing it in one night.I’ve never written for Ardyn before but this was actually really fun and I want to write more after getting through the other prompts.
Trigger warning: heavily implied death, abuse, starscourge infection, language, Ardyn is an asshole
Oh Six it hurt, and the voices, the voices, wouldn’t stop screaming. You
were choking, drowning, from the
midnight tar that clogged your throat and lungs, pouring out from your mouth like
an eldritch nightmare. Black spilled on the white marble steps of the Insomnian
citadel. Something shifted in your bones, in your skin, in your eyes, in….Astrals protect me, the sun is too bright
now. Collapsing now to your hands and knees you groped out hesitantly,
half-blinded by the ghoulish discharge that seeped out of ruined eyes. A clawed
hand met leather and gripped tight.
Ardyn Izunia had been forced to bear
witness to more monstrosities in his sempiturnal life than anyone deserved to
suffer through. The long years had seen him jaded, given him a bitter sort of
numbness that was still settling ever further into his being.Names and faces held no meaning outside
of their immediate use. Pawns fell and knights crumbled. The sun rose and set
with all the paltry significance of the minute hand ticking away. He’d watched
with frozen eyes as thousands fell to the disease he had once given everything
to end, the disease that now seeped out from his very core. He was Chernobyl
incarnate, lethal in the way he poisoned what he touched, haunting in the way
he decayed.
Every touch, every breathy gasp that escaped your lips in the
dead of night, every heart-felt confession, all equaled out to your death
sentence. For the sake of those clandestine moments that made him feel
something like human, the consequences didn’t matter. You were his pawn to use
and abuse as he saw fit, his excuse to withdraw from a world that felt cold, alien, empty. So long as you provided
his escape, what could your brief life matter in the face of all that he was?
Still, he hadn’t thought that the time spent by his side would necessarily result
in this; it had never once been
important enough to consider. Even so,
something in the way you crawled towards him then, eyes begging for aid even as
scourged tears traced a path down your face, moved him. How was it that only
now that you were broken in every sense of the word, did he finally look and
see you. Hollow creature that he was,
this was something felt.
He got down on one knee then, a
mockery of a scene you once imagined differently, gripped your wrist, and
forced it away from his ankle with apparent ease, “Dear, you always did look
just so lovely in black.”
Whatever flicker of humanity that
was left to him would not be allowed to show itself, not to you, not to anyone.
He wasn’t exactly saddened by your imminent demise, heavens no; however, he
would swallow down any truth that could make him just a little colder, just a
little more heartless. Ardyn reveled in being the villain and found his home
down in his hate. Ever the dramatic, it suited his finer sensibilities. He
would take from you whatever pain you had to give him and laugh while he
suffocated himself in it.
That was the moment you realized the man you so erroneously
believed you could change was going to watch you die with a smile on his face.
You were going to die because you had loved him, and because he had loved you
in his own twisted fashion, the bond poisoning you both all the while. You tried
to remove your arm from his grasp, but he was too strong. Helpless, you watched
as he brought your wrist to his lips and laid a glacial kiss upon it.
A practiced smirk painted itself on
his face, “Oh, now don’t be like that. I’d
almost believe you were angry with me. Look over there,” he let your arm fall
and motioned to the sky with a sweeping, grand gesture, “Can you see the sun,
love? Here soon what’s left of you will be dust in the wind, and I won’t aid
you.”
You spat out a glob of the tar onto
his boot, “Theatrical as ever, you fucking bastard!”
Pain exploded in your jaw and stars
danced beneath your eyelids. You were falling, breaking bones on every step on
your way down the citadel entryway. A bruise was already forming where his boot
made contact with your face. The crawling in your gut intensified as your skin
split apart, miasma seeping from the wounds. Moaning, you looked up towards
Ardyn as he walked down towards you. Even without the starscourge peeking
through, he was the epitome of all aberrations.
“Behave, would you? We don’t need a
repeat of all that,” in an uncharacteristic show of softness, he brushed a lock
of hair away from your face before lifting you up and carrying your immobile
form back over the stairs and through the entryway.
You watched in horror as the
darkness of that ruined citadel swallowed you and shut away the sun. The voices
were getting louder now, screaming and echoing in your head. A dark chuckle
issued forth from Caelum lips. Had you never noticed before how cold his
embrace was? Had he always been so deathly pale, and had those yellow eyes
always glowed so bright?
“Go to sleep now pet, it will all be
over soon enough.”
whoever told you self insert ships are bad can eat my ass please follow your heart and smooch every fictional person you possibly can, the possibilities are endless
Anonymous:Do you think you could write selfie headcanons about FFXV and FFVII guys and girls?
Yes, Anon, I absolutely can. I think this will be a fun little project, as I love both games terribly! uvu I went ahead and split this into two different parts, just to help categorize things better when I add it to my masterlists.
Prompto is all about taking selfies in natural light, usually with his friends in the background, making faces and inappropriate gestures at him all the while – but he wouldn’t have it any other way.
He refuses to edit them, regardless of their finished quality; if they’re good, they’re good. And if they’re not? Well, they still mean something.
Prompto likes to take selfies when the opportunity strikes. He never really thinks about the setting or how he looks, because it’s about making memories and having fun.
Photos in which he happens to be the only subject usually turn out to be his most melancholy; he’s just a lot happier when his friends are next to him.
He’s really good about posing when other people are in the picture; he has a lot more to focus on rather than his own face, whether they’re all in sync, if everyone’s smiling, the distracting scent of Gladiolus’ aftershave,,,
For some reason, he just looks stunning when he’s standing beside the people he loves.
He tries to get Nyx Ulric’s butt in his selfies whenever possible.
He sends Noctis good morning selfies over snapchat in his pajamas, messed up hair and all. It’s adorable.
Noctis Lucis Caelum
The ‘awkward peace sign.’
He can’t take a selfie worth a shit; they’re all at awkward and unflattering angles, and as much as he doesn’t want to admit it, he has about as much experience with a cellphone camera as his father does.
He deletes every single selfie he takes approximately seventeen seconds after he takes them, because hell if he’s going to keep something he can’t even look at for more than a few moments.
Noctis is very photogenic when other people are taking photos of him; he doesn’t know why he looks like a goblin’s ass in the ones he takes of himself. The rest of his entourage unfortunately agrees with him on that one.
He’s the one making bunny ears behind Prompto’s head and peace signs at the camera; there’s just no other way to take a photo for him, trying to look cool is awkward if he’s not doing something with his hands.
If he’s asked for a selfie, he’ll send a photo of his face from a newspaper clipping – it’s easier than embarrassing himself.
Ignis Scientia
The ‘picture perfect.’
It is impossible for him to take a bad picture, whether he’s lifting his phone and posing for the camera or accidentally snapping a shot of himself while removing his cell from his shirt pocket, they’re always worthy of keeping – by everyone else’s standards, anyhow.
Ignis will take photos if he’s asked for them, mostly to amuse Prompto, but he rarely takes them on his own accord. He just doesn’t see the need to fill his cellular memory with his own face when there are more important things to record – like Noctis’ empty refrigerator or his filthy living room after he’s been asked to clean it.
Sometimes he will send photos of himself frowning to Gladiolus or Noctis if they’re being particularly argumentative. It cuts the tension.
He keeps selfies that include any one of his friends, especially those he doesn’t often see, like Iris and some of the glaive. And likewise, every selfie that his companions can get their hands on are kept and ogled at; no one can truly blame another.
He once sent Prompto fifteen selfies in which he taught him how to tie a tie step-by-step.
Gladiolus Amicitia
The ‘million-watt smile.’
There’s not a selfie he’s taken that doesn’t have a great smile and perfect teeth to show off; even if he’s in the most serious of atmospheres, Gladio loves to have a smile on his face.
All of his selfies contain solely his face and chest, unless he’s somehow photobombed by his sister, as his body takes up nearly all of the camera space – no matter how far he tries to take a picture from.
Gladiolus takes the time to get pretty for the camera and is no stranger to posing in the most provocative of manner, even if he’s just going to keep the photo for himself.
If he does wear a shirt (ultra rare occurrence), there is almost always a Cup Noodle stain somewhere on it. Ignis points it out every time.
He likes to play around with filters for optimal definition; the camera leaves much to be desired when it comes to truly showing off his muscular cuts.
They get posted all over social media for the likes.
Iris Amicitia
The ‘perfect angle.’
She always adds hearts and cute pastel filters to her pictures; it is important to be the cutest selfie-taker around.
Timestamps and borders are everything; it’s crucial to her to see how her editing game has improved over the years.
Taking selfies with Prompto is her absolute favorite thing, because he just knows how to catch her off guard and make for an authentic laughter shot.
She sends morning, afternoon, night, breakfast, lunch, and dinner photos to everyone who has her added on snapchat. Recording her day in selfies is as good as keeping a diary.
She makes sure she has all the photos of Noctis looking over her shoulder that she can get. Of course, he looks a little bland and he doesn’t really like taking photos up close, but he does it for her and she’s perfectly fine with that.
Iris and Clarus twin pose in every single shot: bunny ears, peace signs, finger guns, winky faces – they’ve captured it all.
Lunafreya Nox Fleuret
The ‘gentle expression.’
Her selfies are always delicate and surrounded by natural, ethereal light, though most people would refer to such a thing as just her smile.
She’s not one to often take photos with or of anyone unless it is the press, but there are times in which she snaps a few on her lonesome, if only to compare them to ones she’s taken years before. She can see how her happiness has faded from her younger self’s eyes.
There is no editing or sending of photographs, she would rather keep them to herself as they are.
She has one taken of herself with Ravus pouting in the background that she printed and framed. It is one of her most cherished possessions.
Sometimes, when she happens to capture a selfie on her better days, she could swear that Gentiana’s gentle eyes are smiling at her from within the shadows.
Ravus Nox Fleuret
‘Commander Piss Face.’
He.
Does.
Not.
Take.
Selfies.
Loqi Tummelt
The ‘proverbial screw you.’
He sends people selfies of him shooting birds at the camera, because fuck everyone.
If he ever takes a nice, attractive photo of himself, he keeps it and refuses to show anyone the finished product. It just doesn’t feel right.
Loqi never asks to take pictures with anyone; instead, he takes a selfie with his target several feet away doing something completely unrelated and probably not even looking his way behind him.
Sometimes, he’s about to take a selfie and Aranea comes up behind him to photobomb with her tongue sticking out. He turns off the camera and pretends he wasn’t taking a photo in the first place because she ruins everything!
The only time he was in a selfie with someone else was when the Marshal insisted he have one for the road. The only thing that could be seen of Loqi was his eyes and the top of his head, Cor taking up the rest of the photo space.
Regis Lucis Caelum
The ‘I love my kid.’
His selfies are blurry expressions of everlasting love for Noctis.
He doesn’t keep many pictures, but most of the ones he does have are badly taken selfies with his son beside him, ranging from being a toddler held in his arms to being a rowdy – less than royal – teenager.
You’ll see he wears just about everything from pajamas to royal raiments in his selfies; he likes for them to feel like an everyday, normal thing.
He’s got quite a few out of focus ones from his younger years that resemble those of a well known gunner in Noctis’ entourage, and just like the blond, he wasn’t always lucky in getting away from the monsters.
Regis takes naughty selfies with Clarus and he isn’t the least bit sorry about it. Luckily, he’s so bad at taking photos that if Noctis happens to look through his camera roll, he wouldn’t be able to tell what anything is anyhow!
~My Tumblr Back-Up And Stuffs~ 
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