#24/7 brainrot in here

[finnicksghost]

fire emblem: three houses [azure moon] / herakles by euripedes (trans. anne carson)

[hejee]

did this between comms again and yep im making my own da4 canon

[feroluce]

“-and that's why I ain't allowed in Pier Point no more!” Boothill throws his head back and cackles, somehow completely comfortable on the bare floor of the archives. He's the very picture of ease, his arms behind his head, his legs bent and crossed.

Dan Heng barely looks up from his notebook, not much surprises him anymore after the first few tales of lawless exploits. “So they really have that many laws and restrictions there.” 

“And prob’ly a few more now that I've been through there! Heck, ya think they named any after me? I'm hopin’ so.” There's so much smug cockiness seeping through his voice Dan Heng could bottle it.

Silence settles in, stretches out. Dan Heng doodles pensive circles in the corner of his page.

He shouldn't ask. It's a private matter. It's none of his business. He of all people should know-

Something pokes his shoe, and when he looks up, Boothill has stretched one arm up to tap metallic fingertips against his foot. “Ain't like ya to hesitate.” With his head tipped back on the tiles and gazing at him upside down, Boothill's hair is out of his face and spooling out all over the floor, offering a rare view of his right side. His right eye is sealed over with a pitch-black patch, stark against his skin. Dan Heng wonders what he looks like behind it. “C'mon, then, out with it. Spill the beans, brother, just say it.”

“What does ‘Boothill’ mean?”

The man blinks at him, the crosshair in his cybernetic left eye flickering. Dan Heng shifts, smooths out his long coat. “I tried to look it up once. It's not in any database as a name...other than your wanted posters.” There's a thread beginning to fray near the hem, he should sew it up. “I couldn't find it anywhere.” 

He nearly takes it back, but- “Heh, ya that curious about me, darlin’?”

Dan Heng quickly levels his face into the most impassive, nonplussed expression he can muster, but Boothill has already turned away, head pillowed on his arms and face once again turned to the ceiling.

“But nah, ya wouldn't. Hah, like they'd allow any record of the language, fudgeheads.” One arm sweeps around blindly until it finds the edge of Boothill's hat, sets it back where it belongs on his head. Dan Heng shuffles around, scoots a little closer, but the brim is pulled too low to see his eyes anymore.

“It's ‘cause it's not a name. It's a noun.” All that's visible of his face is a sharp grin, pulled too tight at the edges.

“It's my people's word for a grave.”

Dan Heng's pencil stops.

“It's the kinda grave fer someone who died with their boots on. If ya catch my drift there.” Boothill's foot starts to bounce. “There was a war, and it got reeeeeal intense, yup. Folks started droppin’ like flies, ‘n’ there was bodies faster'n what we could bury ‘em.” A cooling fan kicks on somewhere. Dan Heng is pretty sure it's not any of the Express equipment.

“We lost some real good people there, real good. Mighty shame.” His hidden Vidyadhara ears detect a quiet metallic click, a whir, pressurized gas. Boothill's next words waft steam from his angry circuits into the air. “When I left, I decided to leave my name there, too. Didn't feel right otherwise. The life I lead now is a whole ‘nother existence.” And then Boothill turns his head, raises his hat, and Dan Heng suddenly feels pinned dead center, caught in that crosshair.

“Ya know what I mean, don'tcha?”

Dan Heng swallows.

Does Boothill know? Who he is and who came before him? There had been that moment in the Penacony Grand Theater, after he activated the Jade Abacus… Dan Heng had tried to shoo him out, keep him from seeing anything, but Boothill has the astounding ability to turn up exactly wherever people are trying to keep him away from.

If he did see, does he actually understand it? Does he know what a High Elder is? Does he know about the sedition of Imbibitor Lunae, the transmutation arcanum, everything Dan Feng had done and Dan Heng was punished for?

He doesn't want to explain it all. Not now. Possibly not ever, truth be told.

And it's not the same as Boothill leaving behind his old identity when whatever event happened that caused him to leave home. Not really. But…

But so far, Boothill has slid so easily into Dan Heng’s routine. His presence never feels like an intrusion. He's already figured out what he can push and when to back down. And even Dan Heng finds himself able to roll with whatever punches Boothill throws with baffling ease. They share too much in their methods and ideologies, and sometimes Dan Heng knows what Boothill will do seemingly before even Boothill himself knows.

“...Tell me about Talia and the Nailscrap Town.” Boothill must know he's avoiding the topic. He must. But the man just throws his head back and cackles, melting easily back into what they had been doing before, as he speaks fondly of a planet that Dan Heng has never visited.

Not today. But.

Dan Heng inches just a little closer, just enough to nudge his foot against a metal leg. Boothill doesn't pull away.

Maybe someday.

[casualavocados]

*holding out my hand* will you join me in my half-emo-2000s playlist for the most feral and angsty gay gangsters ever, ai di and chen yi?

notes and links to translations for a couple songs beneath the cut:

there's some overlap in songs on purpose but i still tried to put the playlist in chronological order. it basically splits the story into thirds: before ep9, ep9 through prison, & post-prison, and switches pov between ai di and chen yi fairly often.

Anime Intro — Neon Lights are very much starter vibes for both characters: for growing up together, for fighting together in the gang.

Nobody But Me; translation —idk i just wanted to add this bc it feels like something ai di would listen to, and the lyrics are fun if you apply them to both the ai di/chen yi dynamic and the boss/chen yi/yiyun meng dynamic

1st third: Neon Lights — Death of Me: ai di dealing with his feelings while chen yi's attentions are elsewhere; with a sprinkle of chen yi confusion in Lose Control >:3

2nd third: Death of Me — Love Addiction: ep9 through ai di's time in prison. some ep12 sprinkled in there due to the prison flashback. <3 chen yi pov really picks up in the songs here

Stardust; single line translation: 我们不散不见 -> "we'll never leave"

Love Addiction; translation —LINE BY LINE CHEN YI

Final third: Elastic Heart — Die For You: ai di's return from prison and chen yi pursuing him.

ファタール (Fatal); translation —LINE BY LINE AI DI

Die For You to the end of the playlist encompasses chen yi's ep12 confession followed by their deserved bliss together 💖

Wherever you are; translation

ok if you listened and enjoyed i would love to know cuz i put a lot of thought into this!!! i wanted it to fit them both musically and lyrically and i fiddled with it for a really long time before i was satisfied. EDIT: when i originally posted this, the playlist had 20 songs. i've changed the description a lot to fit what it is today. more songs may or may not be added in the future 💖

[kyeterna]

re:zero sketch compilation because i wanted to see how some designs would look in my style (guess who my favourite characters are)

[nugulover69]

After being thoroughly disappointed by kingoh and boonboom, I'm already inclined to be wary of gozyuger even at this early a stage

Buuuuuuuut if the red IS a dogboy AND he's cute...well it'll give me pause

[idliketobeatree]

sometimes I feel so happy. sometimes I feel so sad. sometimes I rememeber that Crowley canonically listens to the Velvet Underground in the privacy of his car (inner mind) and probably relates to the lyrics of "thought of you as everything I've had but couldn't keep" and "let me be your eyes, a hand to your darkness, so you won't be afraid" like crazy. it makes me fucking mad

[slumbergoblin]

[lemm-moxx]

🍀📏🎁

🍀 You wish your art was more..(fill in the blank)

Tbh its hard to pick one thing, but i think id love my art to be more expressive

📏 What’s your go-to canvas size?

i try to sick between the realms of 800-2000 for both width and height, also i prefer landscape if that's anything

🎁 Do you prefer drawing fandom stuff or your own characters?

I prefer drawing oc's for a fandom so neither/both ig?

[lunieloon]

First pride in the PixelVilla. Perplex makes a coming out video because he's ace. Bro outed himself cus he has no idea what else Lukas meant by that.

[crehador]

[spring-lxcked]

@muutos asked: ❝ "'Beautiful' is a lazy and lousy way to describe me." not willry being my entire braincell ❞ ( quotes i have saved on pinterest )

The corners of William's lips twitched upwards, hands splayed out behind him where he was leaning against Henry's desk. Taking up space, making it a little more his own. The humor in his eyes danced off his tongue: "I believe the correct response was 'Thank you, Will.' Maybe offer a compliment in return." Teasing as always—he found Henry's response endearing more than anything. "So sour sometimes," he bemoaned, even as his smile never flickered. He was edging nearer, hand invading Henry's space where he sat and finding his jaw. He tipped Henry's face up, a prideful smile curving his mouth. "I'm not much of a poet. I'm afraid I can't wax poetic on all of your best qualities." His thumb traced along skin, a supposedly thoughtful hum emitted even while his gaze took in every feature of Henry's face, every facet of his expression.

"How about gorgeous? Or stunning?" For all of his flirtation, William wasn't exaggerating. Every compliment, however thick he was laying it on, was as honest as he could get. "Or—what? You'd prefer I sing your praises on your skills?" Here he pulled away, lifting himself up to better sit on the edge of the desk. Still in Henry's space, but lesser so. If you want something, come get it. "I stand by what I said, darling. 'Beautiful' doesn't even begin to describe you. Take the compliment."

[kandicon]

MORRRRRRRPPPPPPPPP

MORPMORPMORP MORP MORP MORP MORP MORP MORP!

MORP MORP MORP MORP, MORP MORP MORP MORP

MORP MORP MORP MORP MORP

(I have been possessed by Freddy fazbear. Help.)

(`･/д＼･)!!!!

[msmoiraine]

where's that kaladin o'clock post i need it

[elenion-et-al]

I absolutely love and hate being at the peak of my hyperfixation.

[artisticmenace]

a lotta people are abt to be confused cause i found their year old up n adam posts