#(I kinda don't want this to end tho)

[yandere-yearnings]

Absume. (Yandere!Best Friend x GN!Reader)

feat. sui's ai

♡ oneshot, approx. 1k words

♡ post-specific warnings: melancholy (?), angst (??), angst w/o happy ending (???)

♡ a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOML SUIIIIIII❤️ i did not have as much time on this as i would've liked but no matter, i wasn't gonna exist on suiday w/o a suiday celebration dar style. i present to you ai angst❗❗(it was meant to be fluff but i'm a fucking dumbass who can't write lmao) ai belongs to @suiana and is from her stellar, absolutely fantastic game, Anything Will Do. sui i want you to know you make everything worth it and i wouldn't still be here on tumblr if it weren't for you. all my love to you mwah mwah <333 unedited, not proofread.

♡♡♡

This life was strange to you.

Sometimes it went by so fast, you’d wake up with no recollection of the days passed; staring at the ceiling with open eyes. It’s the same crack in the paint that had always been there, long and thin and unnoticeable if it weren’t for the fact you sought it out unconsciously. You remembered it, even if you didn’t remember crawling into bed that night, or having dinner at the table, and what exactly it was that your mother fussed over. 

There was a growing emptiness since you first noticed. No matter what you did, or how many people you were surrounded by, inside of you something was caving in. You didn’t know who you were. You didn’t know your place in this world without landmarking it by your achievements — and yet, when you looked back, there were none. How had you gone on so long? What had you been doing all this time?

Perhaps you lived in your head a little too much. Everything could be a little lighter if only you’d let it be. Sweeping every thought aside, you rolled, trapped your arm under your own weight and looked at your reflection in your mirrored bedside table. You were as you had always been. This was you, and this — whatever it was — was yours.

Lukewarm air, no temperature gradient, it should’ve made it easier for you to leave your bed, but you stayed there some long minutes before moving. Your clock was broken. Not conventionally. It only moved by the hour. Time was yours and you could waste it. There was security in the feeling that you had a choice to not start your day.

Morning, mundane as always, slathered you in its hues. Washed browns jittery under your feet, like there was no ground beneath you from wood to tile. The bathroom mirror had your fingerprints. You’d touched it many a time. Left a mark. This too, belonged to you. You could no longer believe this wasn’t real. Maybe it was that you were sensationless at your soles, treading carefully over loosely carpeted steps, trying to feel the tickle of those familiar fibres. When had you lost it all?

Your mother was in the kitchen, you don’t remember a time when she wasn't. It’s as if she can’t leave this lower floor, like she cannot rest, like her duties do not end. The door to her room never opens or closes, and you don’t think you’ve ever seen her without that plaid apron. She never notices you unless you speak to her. She never says anything different.

At the table it’s fruit, and it tastes like nothing. No texture, nothing to chew. It feels like you’re eating air. Play-pretend at a plastic table with a plastic knife and fork. You’re young again and your sister ropes you into her fake kitchen. You don’t have a sister. Not here, at least.

There’s a knock at your front door. It’s light, like the person on the other side is afraid to be heard, but wants your attention still. When you open it, there he stands — the only thing in this world that you can reach out and touch, that thrummed beneath your fingertips, as alive as you were desperate to feel.

Ai takes your hand, and the breeze picks up just like that. Ever so easy. You watch your feet and every step they take to the pavement, nothing skips; you can commit it to memory. He’s speaking to you but you can’t hear the words just yet, there is only wind and the rustle of leaves. His hair billows, bleeds out heavy cyprus that blends into the backdrop of trees. He has always given you these beautiful bits of him, and you had let yourself go blind.

Letting go was something you should’ve done long, long ago, but you guessed he was your comfort. Solace. A shelter you could run to. Leaving never felt right, not when you knew he’d stay waiting. Ai told you once, he loved you beyond all of this. Outside the street lights would flicker, and in the flashes it was his face illuminated, tucking you in after a dreary day. You could never hold onto those scenes, in your mind they were fragmented, and you forgot about them as quick as they came. If you asked him why, you knew he’d tell you that this was the price, whether either of you could pay it, whether either of you could even endure it anymore.

On a deep inhale, you finally resolved that it was no fairer to him as you found it was to you, that now was the only right time. Now would be the only time you’d have him by your side like this again. This moment alone, he was real and he would not slip through your fingers.

You had set out for school, but with your textbooks weighing what your heart could not, you had no intention of going there with him. Instead these empty streets faded, and quickly noon set over the park you ended up at. The swings did not creak, but they were old. You wondered how they could carry the two of you — you and Ai, and everything you’d both been piling up inside. 

Back and forth you went, here and in your head, trying to find the words to say you don’t think you could do this anymore. If you said sorry, would it make him mad? His due returns weren’t meant to be apologies. You were meant to fill him up just as he had done for you, you were meant to make everything worth it, every sacrifice, every stilted interaction from the day you understood that you were losing him. It was meant to get better. All this was meant to pass. Your mind was blank, and you were waiting for something but your clock was still broken, so nothing would ever come. You wanted to say I love you. You wanted those to at least be your final words — you just didn’t know how.

Ai was kind to you. He had always been. So he took your head in his hands, didn’t cry a single tear though it should’ve gone with that smile, and made the cut clean.

He said: “anything will do.”

[thechibilitwick]

happy birthday shidou cheers to a unchanging tomorrow blah blah blah i hope you fall face flat into your cake

[angelpuns]

pov i did in fact get a (v cheap) cane to see if it helped any but I'm??? apprehensive about using it or telling anyone about it cause im?? Idk if it will improve my life but it's a temporary solution until I can go to the doctor. Anyway this is just me telling someone( the internet) about it cause it frankly should not be this big of a deal. It just is cause that's the type of person I am. I mean- my friends can attest to me not being able to stand or walk for long periods of time, I just don't want them to??? i don't wanna say judge me, but maybe think I am being dramatic?? It really is temporary to see if it helps so. Idk. I know they probably wouldn't but man im just.ragh. I also was under the assumption that canes are just for support when walking but apparently nthey are also helpful if you have trouble standing. good to know cause that's where most of my issues lie. walking sucks too but I can usually deal cause im too focused on other things such as 'dont get hit by car' and 'dont let knees get too straight'

ALSO SIDE NOTE I WILL BE GOING TO A DOCTOR SOMETIME AFTER JANUARY IM JUST LITERALLY TOO BUSY AND POOR RN TO DO SO

[phoebepheebsphibs]

So there was this JANKY AS HECK animatic that I was planning on making much nicer buuuuuuut life got in the way so currently it's gathering dust on my flash drive

It was a portal pals thing about the movie

Uhhhhhhhhhghh it's so janky why did I ever post this...

I was trying so desperately to just get the gist of the storyboards down while traveling so it looks so bad AGH but oh my gosh if it doesn't kill me in the feels —

Anyways here's half of it (because Tumblr is stoopid and can't do the whole thing so I guess only half of me will be embarrassed haha)

Gawd i hate this gawd i love it

(The song is "Fix You" by Cody Fry)

Part 1

[lunarharp]

if i just told you i love you would this world change

[adore-gregor]

not sure this post reaches the right target audience

[kaiiscottage]

JUST WHEN THE WERE STARTING TO GET ALONG AGAIN IT'S SO OVER I'M GONNA LOSE IT

[lyxchen]

Squid Game besties, does anyone wanna see my Sang-woo playlist? I never make playlists for characters but recently I was listening to my own playlist and somehow I found a bunch of songs where I feel like he would listen to them too, so I made a playlist with them. For claification this is not a playlist where every song could be about the character. This is a playlist of songs that I personally feel Sang-woo would listen to, either because he relates to them or because he just enjoys them. This playlist is kinda self-indulgent and very much based on what music I listen to but maybe some of you might enjoy it too :>

[wavebiders]

One thing that playing as a Selunite puts emphasis that I really like is that, after saving Aylin up until her personal quest in act 3, Shadowheart isn't actually ready to commit to serving Selune?

There's some hints of it in any playthrough, but if you play as a Selunite there's a few dialogue options where you can talk about her becoming closer to the Moonmaiden and she'll just be kinda like "after all I just went through with my goddess I'm a little hesitant to jump right to another one"

It's good because she *should* get that mourning period before deciding to serve another higher power(or if she even wants to serve one at all but Shadowheart's faith is important to her at the end of the day), but also because it makes clear that Selune is granting her her divine powers even without receiving worship in return

[agendratum]

honestly i didn't have any feelings about the solo swaps before the fanmeet other than "where's everyone getting this theory from??" adkjs so like i had no real expectations, but actually seeing them now (actually i haven't seen all the full performances just yet, but a lot of bits and pieces here and there), and disclaimer, i have like no music knowledge or anything, right, this is all just me listening and watching with my fucking open heart and nothing else. so, actually seeing them now, what's really fun about the solo swap is, i think, how it highlights how the solos were actually made specifically by and for people who performed them originally, how each solo takes their individual strength into consideration and is built around that, which is something you can see when another person is performing, BUT, at the same time, they really show like how much different from the usual things the boys can do given the opportunity? you know, they're versatile, and all that, and it's really fun to see them from other sides

[tiredthing-idk]

Upside off having friends: Friens !!!

Downside: anxiety ends much making me shut up abt like 60-89% if things because I don't want to lose friens. ✨️

[ekat-fandom-blog]

Dr Wayne AU

Idea from this post.

Bruce graduated from medical school. He went out and trained to become a vigilante. He came back and things mostly turned out like the original universe does. Until Dick. The stress was getting to him. Gnawing away at his morals and last shred of patients. Mysteriously, the building Tony Zuko was in blew up and Batman wasn't seen again.

Years go by, and more mysterious explosions kill more mob bosses and super villains. No one connects Bruce to the explosions except for a malnourished street kid who caught him in the act. Smart little street rat that is Jason Todd uses this knowledge to get some food. Bruce quickly takes a liking to him and brings him home. Jason starts helping Bruce rig these explosions after a while. While setting up a bomb meant for their slipperiest evil doer, Joker, it goes off while Jason's in the building. Bruce goes a little crazy (or maybe crazier. who's to say) after Jason's death.

He meets Tim Drake at a function being held by Mr and Mrs Drake and notices some things. The first thing he notices is how similar Tim looks to Jason when they met in that dark alley. The second thing he notices is that the Drakes are almost always out of Gotham. The third thing he notices is that Tim seems to light up when Bruce mentions Dick. He'd love to just snatch the kid up and bring him home, but he couldn't. Not without a reason to keep the kid. It was just luck that one of the many villains still populating Gotham decided to target the plane the Drakes were on a week later. In his gratitude for the opportunity to take in the sweet child he'd found, he made sure the explosion he set for them would only maim them instead of kill them.

Getting Jason was amazing and horrible. The sweet precious boy nearly killed Bruce and Tim with the minor explosive he'd put in Bruce's favorite car. But that didn't matter all that much. By the end of the entire debacle, no one was hurt and they'd even managed to clear up some misunderstandings. Bruce had all of his children under one roof again.

He thought he had all of his children under one roof until he learned about Damian. There weren't any words he could use to describe how upset it made him to learn that another of his children were being kept from him. He did have to thank Talia, however. Without Talia slipping up to Jason about Damian's existence he wouldn't have known until one of the Al Ghul's revealed it to him. Tim overheard Jason and Bruce planning to retrieve Damian and revealed that he'd known since he came to the manor what Jason and Bruce did. Told the two that he knew how to help gather intel on the League long term as long as they could slip a microchip into one of the League's mainframe computers. The Plan went well, all things considered. Jason and Bruce came out of it with a few scars and a broken rib, which was less damage than expected. They sadly weren't able to catch many of the assassins in any of their micro explosions, but they overall won the battle.

After everything was said and done, Damian fit in well with their chaotically violent family. Even if he did prefer swords to explosives. It was much less strange than Dick's proclivities to only do harm when he felt it was strictly necessary. He gets it from Alfred, Bruce supposed.

[cerbreus]

I set up an appt with my tattoo artist for this upcoming fall to start my chest piece which i'm gonna do a variation of the 'elk hunted by hunting dogs' thing i've wanted for ages but it's like.... Pleistocene version. It gets tricky because absolutely want it to be a megaloceros (irish elk) but their predators were cave hyenas which are cool but kind of objectively not quite as cool as the hyaenodon genus (like H. gigas and H. horridus) which kinda predate the megaloceros by about. several billion years and they weren't really quite on the same continents😔 so im kinda fighting with myself over what would look COOL and what would be ACCURATE.....

[weirfq1]

with all these gaston crackships/rarepairs that are coming out lately it would be so fucking funny if he had a flig with all the main characters (ambar, nina, simon... hell luna too if you want) and they all know it except matteo

[lao-huangs-bitch]

(CURRENTLY ON: CHAPTER 6)

Didn't say anything here bc I figured i just won't check my Inbox, but clearly that wasn't enough either.

PSA: PLEASE DO NOT TELL ME ANYTHING ABOUT ANY NEW GAME CONTENT! AND I MEAN IT WHEN I SAY ANYTHING!!!

From This Point Forward, I will be Temporarily Blocking anyone who tells me ANYTHING , as I have had SEVERAL people who can't seem to get the Memo. I am EXTREMELY Sensitive to Spoilers and want Literally Nothing, please don't even act like new content Exists.

Spoilers (For Me), include but are Not Limited To:

Playable Characters (I still don't know who's Playable or not yet)

Screenshots (Even Nondescript ones- I WANT TO WITNESS ALL OF DE FIRSTHAND. EVEN IF IT'S LAO AND DOESN'T GIVE ANYTHING AWAY, I WANT TO SEE IT MYSELF FIRST!)

Opinions on content!!

Basically just as far as I'm concerned, there is Nothing New.

I work Two Jobs, 7 Days a Week, saving money to move out of my parents house, and have regrettably fallen VERY Behind in playing DE. I am also still an Artist and an Athlete before I'm a Gamer, and many times I rather Draw or go for a Run than play... Also, I've been VERY Anxious about new content, having been in nothing but my Unchanging Lao Hellhole for 9 Years (I am not in any other fandoms), and needing to Brace Myself for New Information. Please keep in mind as well that while you all are Returning to X, I Never Left, it has been my Only Content for Nine Years. So getting myself to Replay can be just a BIT of a Chore (in a "I was JUST here. I was JUST level 60. Come ON." way). But unfortunately, there's no Motherlode Command for Leveling Up.

Its Harsh I know and I'm Overly Sensitive to Spoilers, but I'm Tired of Repeating Myself so I'll be Pinning this post and Updating It with my Current Progress

[paeinovis]

Compiled this lil piece from solar filter I used during the eclipse and plants I grabbed from my friend's parents' yard in Arkansas (they have those cool helicopter seeds we don't have around Florida)! Included Jupiter and Venus symbols on two handheld filters since those planets were very visible during the eclipse, and bits of a cyanotype I did the day before! So all the components are directly related to the eclipse/general area I viewed it from :-)