#A Flurry of Emotions

[mlpoutofcontext]

[cent-scratchnsniff]

Day 50

[therealraewest]

Post canon Falin thoughts

Do you think Falin has trauma about dying?

Chilchuck has a grudge against Mimics for killing him so many times, Marcille is wary of slimes, Laios wanted to defeat the armors that defeated him.

Sometimes outfits that squeeze tight around the middle feel too much like the bite of dragons teeth. Hot humidity is too much like the inside of a mouth, of a stomach.

But that was only one death. Another was outside the mad mage's house.

She can't eat curry anymore without feeling sick. Laios and Marcille make some excuse to the kitchens when she takes one bite and has to leave the table, and the kitchens don't serve curry anymore. Falin doesn't drink alcohol anymore, the hazy sleepy buzz leaving her disoriented and panicky.

Marcille sneaks up behind her one day and covers her eyes, a playful game of guess who. Falin spends the next half hour apologizing for the deep scratches in Marcille's arms, even after they've been magically healed, unable to fully explain the desperate fighting response that had come over her.

Laios is playing with his napkin after a meal as he talks. Falin loves her brother's fidgets, his active hands, but when they pull the fabric taut she has some cold wave of dread and it's suddenly very hard to breathe.

It's not always. It's not everything. She lives a full life, a happy life, with her brother and her friends. That death happened when she was mostly dragon, and the dragon is mostly gone now. But part of her remembers.

[sud-scribbles]

another fun round of expressions from the Abisalli Emotion Challenge, i didn't expect to like drawing Grogar so much!

Flurry Heart took me a surprising amount of time, and not just because of the way i do gradients in this style, for some reason the baby face was a bit of a challenge for me

[thevoidlands]

im so so invested in this actually oh my gosh was the guide their father figure/guardian? ascended by unknown means but tethered to this plane by his love for his children and now spending his time providing them as much aid as he can in his current form.. do flurry and fennel see him? do they catch glimpses of gold or brown stripes in the corner of their eye and turn to see nothing but leaves blowing in the wind? do they lie together in their nest and feel the warmth of another comforting presence among them, but open their eyes to nothing but themselves and the stars looking down from above? perhaps this hurts the guide, hurts him so much seeing his daughters struggle while he himself is being torn between mortality and the world beyond and lucky to ever reach a paw into their realm? do the sisters smell him on the gifts he leaves behind? does he hear them shiver at night?

my voice repeats what you all say: i love you, i love you, i love you

[zorosdimples]

a little hurt/comfort. angsty at first.

sadness.

it slowly seeps, at first. from your heart—always from that fragile spot beneath your breast—too soft to do any good. blue bleeds until it settles in your bones, clouds your mind, wearies your soul. until it wholly consumes.

it’s painful to watch. it doesn’t matter how many times he sees you crumble into dust; each and every instance is no less devastating than the last.

“it’s just one of those days,” you said in the morning, eyes devoid of the brightness that should have accompanied your smile. he knew something was wrong. but he can’t force you to share your burdens.

now, he is witnessing the life leave your body.

you close and curl in on yourself, shrinking, wishing to disappear before him. as if he would let you.

the warmth of his skin against yours makes your eyes sting. he can’t see the tears that sparkle as they wet his shirt—your face is buried in the soft fabric, fingers gripping the garment like a lifeline.

words of comfort light as air leave his lips, but most don’t reach your burning ears. the sentiment is what counts. and the hand that soothes up and down your back is all you can really focus on, anyway.

he never tells you to stop crying. he lets you have your way, shifting to pull you into his lap, palm moving up to smooth over your hair. his chest is damp with your sadness, aches in tune with your own.

how long you stay like that doesn’t matter; it always ends the same. you come up for air, face a mess (your words, not his). your gaze is puffy and your voice is thick as you whisper, “sorry.”

“don’t apologize,” is his reply, kisses dotted on your eyelids and cheeks and nose for good measure.

sadness comes and goes. but the two of you always remain.

[town-problem]

some of y'all have grown so comfortable with being emotionally manipulative it hurts.

no, threatening someone with, or god save, attempting to commit suicide over a disagreement is extremely fucking toxic and may cause permanent trauma to the other person.

like just don't do that?

and friends, if someone does this to you, OK , honestly even advised, to leave (Once they're out of harm's way of course). we mustn't put our mental health in jeopardy, this is not your fault.

[1800duckhotline]

Ive finished the game

[dutybcrne]

Me BSing hcs like: The fact that Kae is not only able to create a shield when he is dangerously low HP but also the fact that he is able to regenerate HP when he hits opponents with Frostgnaw is definitely due to him receiving his Vision when Diluc had tried to kill him in their Confrontation...but could it be possible that his familial ties to the Abyss Order could have influenced that HP drain of his-

[mlpoutofcontext]

[k-l-ng]

(TOTK SPOILERS including and especially in the tags)

I had a thought just in passing, about the whole "Link is a blank-slate protagonist" so the players could self-insert into him.

The whole Ganondorf final boss fight was great on so many aspects, and I just thought about how hilarious it would be that Ganondorf, expecting a serious, grim-faced knight, would instead face a very excited, madly grinning Link.

Like, I've watched the reaction of many players, and lots of them were just so pumped up because they had been waiting, and wanting a good, epic final fight so badly.

I just find it funny if the whole "Finally ! A worthy opponent ! Our battle will be legendary !" came from Link.

Or maybe we'll just have an enthusiastic, screeching Link.

[kandicon]

Oh hey while mlp is still trending- Check it out I posted more of my poetry :D!! It's about an adult Flurry Heart this time :3

[dilfsuzanneyk]

okay i'm about to ramble about the song Right Where It Belongs. the beginning of the song feels so,,,, empty. like you're definitely missing something that you think would make everything better. the music just feels so lacking something. but towards the end of the song it starts to feel so full and YET it still feels like something's missing. it's that emotion of what you thought would help you not doing that at all.

the lyrics kind of reflect this as well (or at least, i interpret it to). the idea of having this idea in your head that you have this thing, you need this thing, to kinda fill your life and give you this kind of fulfilment maybe. the idea of making a choice between staying in this deluded idea that yes, your beliefs are real. you DO need all this to fill yourself up you just need to find it. or realising that this isn't what you need and that this isn't going to help you at all. you're still empty. you're still missing something. you're not really happy and this isn't really what you want.

the music helps the vibe and emotions SO well too. it starts out soft, softer than the other songs so far. there's that effect on trent's voice that makes him feel so far away. so quiet and small and hopeless. there's also that significant lack of a bass in the back, lack of percussion too which is rare to be missing from an nin song. all you have is this high pitched, hollow sounding piano with the synths to accompany it (but even the synths feel bare). there's something missing from the music. it's emptier than usual. it feels almost incomplete. and then the instrumentals slowly and gradually get slightly louder. trying to fill in that space missing from the lack bass and drums but it doesn't work. and THEN the bass is added. a simple plucking of notes. it's not soft either, it's definitely there. but the music still feels bare.

then the effect on trent's voice is turned off. everything is louder. the addition of cheering in the back too. but it STILL feels so empty. it's just gradually attempting to fill that silence and emptiness with more noise but it doesn't do that. it doesn't work. it's still empty. it's still missing something.

the music sets up the emotion so well and it blends so well with the lyrics that it's just so. wow. you're left feeling that exact same way as you listen to the song.

tl;dr i love this song so much and the lyrics and music work so well together please give it a listen!!

[zorosdimples]

it’s interesting because i think most of my favorite works are my least “popular” performance wise. what resonates with me as a writer is generally not smut; i like to lean into atmosphere and psychology. my fics are really more vignettes than anything else. i enjoy writing character studies and tension and emotions, but either i don’t communicate those things properly in my writing, or people would rather get to the good stuff (whatever that means for them). anyway, it can be disheartening, but i also have to remember that i’m here to write for myself at the end of the day. becuase otherwise i’m chasing popularity—which is ephemeral—instead of fulfillment. my favorite works can stay cult classics… only the coolest people know about them, anyway.

[neonsbian]

tragic: a character u like is happy because of a character u hate