#||: && the mundane ( ooc );

[the-muffin-master]

"Since the Netherbrain fell, you and Astarion have seen more of Faerûn than you ever thought possible. One night, he tells you that these last six months of happy memories are the counterweight to two hundred years of misery."

idk what's up with my obsession with drawing astarion being happy and cared for but I'm sure it's not gonna come up in therapy. AFFECTION BEAM!!!!

[francisbonnefoyforreal]

🏥

.... Guess who just got HIT BY A FUCKING BUS. I am. At the hospital rn.

[ooctlt]

me trying to think of questions: this is great. i’m going to get a good grade in *tlt askblog*, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve."

ty both. and 1st anon i support your passions and endeavors

[isthemedia]

The one thing I like the most with Earth-10005 PoolVerine is that a majority went “yes this is the set that are domestic”-sure it’s a bit of a fucked up domestic but it’s still incredibly mundane domestic with the inclusion of chores, dealing with neighbors and friends.

It’s so sweet and really they both need it. Not only do they need it they are the version that accepts it. Yes there’s some resistance but in the end they accept it.

It’s just super sweet that some of the things their comic counterparts strive for-Earth-10005 them get.

[visions--of--collisions]

i'm a very, very firm believer in hobie having approx. 300 nicknames for miles, and also in his being both a) a sap and b) a nerd, so the classic lit/fairytale-related ones are in regular rotation - e.g. peter pan (usually prefaced by gwendy), bambi, sleeping beauty, red riding/little red (when miles wears sth red/hooded), snow white (say if hobie's trying to goad miles into sth), jack (typically with ref. to himself as the beanstalk), etc

[fyrewalks]

today's dash question is brought to by the five stages of grief as i mourn my newly cracked phone screen courtesy of an overeager puppy.... so does your muse have a cracked phone screen? off the top of my head - chimney, bradley, mickey, and maybe buck - all do.

[54prowl]

no manhwa out there will hit like summer solstice point

[willowswriting]

@musicallyiinclined liked this meme for a lyrical starter based on one of my top Spotify wrapped songs. The song that was randomly chosen was i am not who i was by Chance Peña.

"I know it's hard when I'm away. I'll just hope you don't lose faith 'cause I told the truth when I said to you that I'll be back someday."

[hellsfavor]

[ I PASSED MY SURGICAL LAB !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ONE MORE TO GO !!!!!!!!!!!!! IM ACTUALLY CRYING

[ficoandleo]

((i was looking up how taxes are paid in japan because i realized that leo is self-employed

Normally your employer would file your taxes for you but if you're self employed or make a certain amount or have a sidegig that makes a certain amount you have to fill them out yourself

Which means Leo is like one of the only people on campus who's going to be like 'everyone shut up i'm doing my taxes i'll talk to you in like a week when i've stopped dissociating and managed to get them done' in February

(Sho doesn't have to pay his taxes until the year after starting his business so he's off the hook this year but since Leo often pays him digitally along with cash he has to do Sho's taxes too as his employer just so no one gets suspicious)

(Sho joining Leo like 'yeah I'm gonna have to do these with the fiod truck and all so I guess I have to learn now?' and just watching Leo file their fucking taxes. And both of them hate being bored and they will spend the entire month they have to do it getting extremely distracted by literally anything else. You could check in on them like 'hey how're the taxes going' and they've made a thousand little origami stars and the taxes are not done. Like at first Sho was teasing Leo for having to do something so boring but he was trying to watch and learn and then he got bored too and he's like. I would rather do literally anything else right now can we take a break please)

I just think it's funny to realize that Leo has to pay taxes. Like out of all of them he's one of the only ones that knows how to do his own taxes. Ritsu's family are his employers, their accountants do his taxes. Jin's family's accountants do any taxes he owes. Darkwick does the taxes for most of the students I imagine particularly since I'm pretty sure it's implied they get paid to do missions. But Leo, as an influencer, is self-employed and does it himself and has been for a few years so Darkwick makes him handle it himself lmao

And you might think Leo would just get an accountant and I can absolutely see him getting someone to it for him. On the other hand since he probably has less-than-legal income he doesn't trust someone else to do it for him lmao.))

[ratatatastic]

do you write fic on ao3?

unfortunately for everyone involved i do!

[soulprompts]

so i want to make a series of domestic prompts, because frankly as much as i dislike housework, nothing brings me as much joy as thinking about my muses attempting to deal with cooking and cleaning and co-existing together, you know? so with that in mind! if you have any domestic prompts that you'd love to see added to one of the lists, let me know in the comments or my inbox!

[ebitenpura]

greatly amuses myself by picturing Eight permanently becoming a wandering cheese merchant/sellsword who still remains loosely involved in the greater Intelligence networks after all the KOTXX business is said and done. he's content to live out life as a freelancer who puts his ear to the ground for going-ons, but he's accepted that the world of espionage he came from will never return.

occasionally he comes to visit Theron and Lana (who are happy to see him) as an informant but by now he's grown a sense of humor and whenever they ask for info he smirks and says they have to buy a wedge of cheese from him first. cheese, then information. sometimes it even comes with some homemade bread that contains slicer spikes loaded with stolen files baked inside if one asks nicely for something to spread the cheese with.

[astrxthesiai]

My mood took a nosedive... so negative underneath the readmore. I might lurk or push through my insecurities.

There are days when I want to quit rping on tumblr and when I just want to spite my past and stay. ._. ... Today is probably the former. I just don't feel my take on some muses are good enough. And that my writing is good enough.

[angelof-thevoid]

Favorite Ship / Supernova

(disclaimer: i hc eris morn with they/them pronouns)

Lately, things have been calm and she got her paperwork for the day done sooner than usual, so with the free time Ikora decided it would be nice to have a spontaneous date. She sends a message to Eris, hoping they aren’t busy at the moment. At least, far as she knew there shouldn’t be anything taking up their time. After a few moments Ikora smiles when her screen lights up with a response.

-

It’s a cool, clear night where you’d swear you could see every star in the galaxy that wasn’t eclipsed by the moonlight. A sight like this wasn’t possible in the last city, and seldom did Ikora get the chance to venture out of it. Duty was a chain and it kept her not too far from the city, but in the rare chances she had the opportunity she wanted to take advantage.

Setting down a blanket on the side of a hill, Ikora places two comfortable, large pillows she had against the incline. Eris patiently stood by, their form illuminated by the light of the moon as they looked up to the sky. She wondered how much hive eyes could pick up on the distant pin-pricks of light, having been told they weren't the same as human ones. If you compared it to human vision, technically you could say they were blind.

Nonetheless, they mentioned their way of “seeing” just works differently now. They still had a sense of their surroundings, even knew the distance between themselves and the moon. An odd thing to be precognitive of but they chalked it up to it being the birthplace of their transformation, when Eris became kin to the very enemy they sought the end of.

How things have changed. Outside of that Eris had a sensitivity to paracausality which gave her a refined sense of other guardians as well as the shape of their light, despite being without. Strange changes, but not without some benefits. Ikora reaches over to gently bump her hand against theirs to catch Eris’ attention without startling them. As if much could startle them anymore.

“Finished?” Eris asks as they turn to look at Ikora who nods, the pair’s hands linking together as they settle onto the cozy patch. They lean back, side by side with hands still intertwined and multiple points of contact between their bodies. Silence hung in the air for a short time as they enjoyed the view, until Ikora broke it with a question. One she had long wondered about since Eris’ ascent from the Hellmouth. 

“Do you miss it?” She softly questions, gently squeezes Eris’ hand with her thumb rubbing against the length of theirs. “Miss what?” They reply after a short second. “The light. What you were, before-” Ikora stops herself choosing not to say the rest. 

A contemplative pause, “It doesn’t matter now, does it? It happened. All I can do is move forward in spite of it.” That solemn answer cuts straight through Ikora’s question with a knife’s edge. She turns her head toward Eris who continues, “Nothing good comes from dwelling on what’s missing.” and then a little quieter. “Do you wish I was unchanged?” 

Ikora frowns and quickly sits up, turning her whole body towards them. “I only wish for you to return from the things you hunt every time, safe and sound.” Eris gazes at her as she leans over to rest a hand against their cheek. “It doesn’t matter, as long as you’re still here.” She gives Eris an affectionate smile.

Eris’ own lips quirk up as they sit up as well, faces hovering inches apart before they make the first move to kiss Ikora. It lasts mere seconds as they slowly break apart but still close enough to feel each other’s breath. “In my darkest, loneliest moments, I miss the presence of your light over mine.” 

To think, after everything that’s happened including losing the light, Eris would rather have Ikora leaves her feeling a certain way. She feels the void open its empty maw in her chest, wanting to devour her heart over the proclamation. “Do you?” Ikora breathes out, letting the void energy trickle through her fingertips against Eris’ cheek.

Eris’ shivers a little from the sensation as they turn their face more into her hand, the ever present dark tears dissipate against Ikora’s radiant light. “I do.” Almost reluctantly, they retreat from the physical contact to look Ikora full on when they ask, “Show me your light.”

It comes out not as a question but like a lover’s request for their partner to share their body. And traveler save her, she finds herself bending easily to it. Usually Ikora wasn’t for unnecessary displays of her light, but she couldn’t resist Eris. So she adjusts into a kneeled position and brings her hands to hover in front of her mid-air.

Fluorescent violet light begins to form in a small, concentrated ball between her hands, steadily growing in size and luminescence. Ikora envisions in her mind pouring the void into a container, particles being shifted in an even circular motion that continues to slowly get bigger. 

It’s the size of a kick ball when she decides to stand up, purple light shining its hue across the two of them. Eris watches the nova bomb increase further and further until Ikora has to lift it over her head and release it up toward the sky, flying up and up to a seemingly impossible height until it explodes like a collapsing star.

Like a firework streaks of void shoot outward from the center and leave glittering trails of void as the bolts try and fail to find a target, thus bursting into smaller showers of purple that sparkle amongst the starry sky. An imprint of the void lingers like the burn of an afterimage from a too bright light.

“Beautiful.” Eris says in appreciation. Ikora sits back down with them as they reach out to grab her hand and trace it, making her shiver in return. She pulls their hand up to her mouth and kisses the knuckles of it, huffing a short laugh. “I’m glad you can still find beauty in the light.”

[paradisegrave]

Late night STARTER CALL !

Mutuals only, length may vary !