#3-am-spiritual

[catb-fics]

I made these drunk and want to hear your thoughts 🙈

OH MY GOD I don’t know whether to laugh or cry with these. Pic number 1 he looks a spitting image of my ex it’s freaking me out 💀💀💀

Pic 2 I’m getting strong Rapunzel vibes I love it!

I think we can all agree that Van should never get a buzz cut. EVER.

[elizabeth-mitchells]

one more sudoku will fix me im so sure

[fairsweetlonging]

thinking about crowyuan saving liu qingge from his qi deviation and disappearing before he can fully wake up so he won't be recognized (him being a demon and all), but it causes liu qingge to accidentally mistake him for shen qingqiu.

there is a massive fight during the next peak lord meeting, with liu qingge accusing shen qingqiu of saving his life and not taking responsibility for it as if it's a war crime, while shen qingqiu keeps denying he had anything to do with it and if he had saved liu qingge, he'd be rubbing it in his face every chance he got.

it escalates and escalates until liu qingge, red with embarrassment and anger, points at shen qingqiu and says "you were cradling me in your arms!" and shen qingqiu explodes.

mu qingfang tries to calm them down by saying that perhaps liu qingge hallucinated, which is not uncommon for a qi deviation, but that sets off some of the other peak lords who now start teasing him for "dreaming of shen qingqiu coming to rescue him", and of course that only makes it worse.

liu qingge refuses to let it go and starts bringing shen qingqiu his victories to try and pay off his debt, because he is an honorable man and he will not let shen qingqiu get away with this!!

meanwhile shen yuan is watching it from a distance wondering whether he made it better or worse by stepping in.

[daisyelixir]

sometimes it is REALLY hard to tell if therianthropy is calling me or if thats just the sweet sirenic voice of my autism

[alligaytorswamp]

Hello! I adore your art and I saw you were asking for pairing requests, so I didn’t want to pass this opportunity up! Could I request modern au benyun sharing a snow cone? I think it’d be super adorable :D

so real so true

[femmmie]

IANMANTHONY aka the trio we need but don't deserve??? This is the best day of my year 😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏💖💖💖

[bumblingbabooshka]

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[hand-of-devotion]

I keep rotating certain aspects of the Evontra'vir-Ashton conversation and there's one specific thing I see other people taking away from it that is lacking a certain amount of nuance that stuck with me.

Specifically in regards to Ashton's views and how they parallel his fathers.

It should be obvious to everyone at this point that Ashton's stubborn hypocritical "refusal to the call" rooted in his anti divine/fate beliefs need some genuine reflection. They are important and they are aware of it but they don't want any of the hard to grapple with things associated. He needs to think about what it is he can actually do moving forward rather than getting caught up in what he feels he's owed.

However! One very important thing that I keep seeing others ignore or maybe just not even pick up on is THIS.

Efterin's entitlement came from his own zealots ego. The powers he believed he was promised an understanding and control over were NEVER his.

Ashton's entitlement towards the situation is rooted in what was done TO him. Those powers are in fact his. They have been there since he was a child due to a ritual he had no say in. That ritual physically altered his body and killed off nearly everyone in his entire village.

Which. Again. Just because they HAVE those powers doesn't mean they were ever guaranteed mastery over them. Certainly not without putting in effort. It has never been a "gift", even if part of them wishes it was. There is likely never going to be a reality in which the full-blown titan level abilities just ACTIVATE for him with full ease. Moving forward. He has a base level of info. Which he likely didn't find satisfying (but given the situation, there was never really a "satisfying" answer). Now they need to just. Look forward and inward. Make some changes if they want some changes.

But yeah. At the end of the day. Regardless of parallels and a real need for character reflection and growth. Saying that Ashton is "the same" as Efterin seems. Fairly reductive, all things considered.

[sollucets]

there's something tragic about you / something so magic about you

khathadome + aquamarine feat. from eden by hozier for @ahxu-laowen

[catb-fics]

I will be feral the second music comes out. Our husband is finally back 🫠❤️

Yes he is! I can’t wait ❤️

[yellowocaballero]

now i'm FASCINATED by the implied dynamic of nagato (the ex-experiment obito sorta mentored on how to rinnegan + the ways of pain - hehe) + sakura (current experiment, obito mentored on how to mokuton + the ways of peace and forgiveness) lol

The comparison came as a surprise to me, but it's actually really important.

Obito has caused a lot of harm in his life. He's hurt a lot of people. He took the philosophy that pain creates more worthy people, inflicted a great deal of pain on innocent kids, and created children who worship pain and suffering. Obito was lucky enough to see the end point of this - that it would end in failure, death, and worst of all a Naruto monologue - and he broke away from it. But Obito is still the person who did those things, so he just decided to do a 180. If suffering doesn't create good people, then maybe the absolute absence of suffering does. If traumatized people create plots for world peace that destroy the world, maybe untraumatized people will create plots for world peace that will save it. It is the same basic philosophy, the same basic idea, the same basic tendency to manipulate people and use them as tools in convoluted schemes. The passing on of ideals, the training in their unique powers, the bestowing of authority while setting himself up as always the greater authority - it's not actually different.

But Obito changes. Turns out that creating a good person will create a person who will ask you to be good - a person who will make you want to be good too. Sakura's life without strife and hurt created a girl who thinks the world ought to be fair, and that she'll be the one to make it fair - and if she has to make you be fair too, then so be it. Obito was un-insane'd, and Sakura herself pushed him to become a better person, and he was finally able to view Sakura as a little girl instead of a tool. But, um, bad news, the old tools are still running around trying to blow up the world, and even if there's no redeeming yourself there's still responsibility. Obito, you might have to deal with that.

Nagato and Konan are the same kind of crazy as Obito, unfortunately, so they completely see his vision and decide that he's right. This little girl WILL be the key to world peace, she is obviously SO qualified to lead a village, let's make world peace HAPPEN with this baby that carries a hope for the future. I think they probably see Yahiko and their younger selves within her, so I think they're a bit more encouraging and supportive of her than they otherwise would be. They also know that 'Madara' with unrestrained access to a small child is a combination that leads to a very traumatized child, so they can be protective of her even against 'Madara'. The idea of them trying to protect her from the person who cares about her the most, because that one person was so shitty to them, made me sad.

But the idea of Konan asking Sakura to call her oneesan was insanely cute so it all evens out in the end. Thanks for the ask!

[ahopefulbromantic]

I just realized the most tragic thing - that I cannot gush about 31st October being Dziady / Forefathers' Eve because it's a Polish thing and none of my mutuals know what it is and no really good translation of the dramatic works exists to have them read it :(((

It's like a traditional Polish Halloween and nowadays it's mainly known from Adam Mickiewicz's (he's to Poland what Shakespeare is to England) 4-part drama centered around it. It follows a tortured poet (my blorbo, I love him) during the time Poland was partitioned and erased from the maps, its people oppressed but always fighting back. It is one of the most important and culturally significant Polish works ever created. And it's got, like so many themes, so many themes you guys. It's one of my favorite works ever one of my all-time dreams is to play Konrad, a protag from part 3.

So if anyone does know it or is interested in finding out more please please please message me or drop an ask I'd love to infodump!!!

[zackmartin]

I would knit things for all of you tbh

[captivatingcherub]

when my bf calls me his little angel fairy princess>>>>

[palettepainter]

Bridge Over Trouble Water just played on the radio…

[ridhearts]

rest {vil x reader}

Vil comforts you after a rough day.

!! information !!

characters: vil

reader: gn

cw: none!

The Pomefiore lounge was only half-lit, a shadowed hallway leading to the far wall where Vil sat on one of the plush purple couches. The flickering candles cast him in a warm glow, bright enough to illuminate the papers on his lap so he wouldn’t have to strain his eyes to read. The scarce lighting, you knew, was meant to accommodate you; after so long of complaining about a persistent headache, even the densest of your companions (ahem, Grim) caught on.

Vil looked up from his papers and uncrossed his legs, though he made no move to stand. “Hello, sweet potato.”

“Hey,” you answered, barely stopping yourself from diving onto the couch. Still, you fell with little ceremony, laying across the cushions and resting your head on Vil’s lap. He scoffed, amused at your audacity, but didn’t say anything else about your manners.

“You’ve been making yourself scarce these days,” He commented, not unkindly. His voice lacked the usual firm and severe tone he used throughout the day, though anybody on campus could tell that he usually spoke softer around you. Still, this time he kept volume down to something soft and tender, wrapping around you, sound and snug.

“Headache.” You felt on of his hands gently rest on our head for a moment, carding through your hair and drawing soothing lines down your shoulder. “I was getting sick of being alone, though.”

“Forgive me for not offering a more thrilling activity.”

“This is perfect.” You didn’t think you could take any more than resting in a different spot, anyway. “I’m...sorry I haven’t been...much, lately.”

Vil stopped moving his hand, and you could practically hear the unimpressed expression he was giving you. Picturing that small, perfect scowl and the way he was arching an eyebrow, you almost laughed.

“You haven’t been much? Much of what?”

You shrugged. “Much of anything.”

Vil sighed before resuming the comforting pets he was giving you. “That’s simply not true. You’ve been recovering. And before that, you were going through a lot. Perhaps you still are. How are you feeling?”

After a pause, you shrugged and gave him a noncommittal hum. Those types of answers were never enough for him, though. “Better. Kind of. More manageable, at least. I’ll be back on my feet soon.”

Vil chuckled. “You don’t have to make promises to me. It’s important to take care of yourself. Take the time you need. I’m thankful that I got to spend some time with you at all today.”

You took a deep breath, holding it in for a few seconds and trying to focus on anything but the pounding pain in your head: his fingers running through your hair, the warmth of his leg beneath your cheek, the raised seam of the cushion digging into your hip, all of it. Slowly exhaling, you hummed again.

“Yeah. I am, too.”