#AM I ALONE IN MY SUFFERING?!

[letsplaythermalnuclearwar]

Homer!Odysseus and Epic!Odysseus would try to kill each other if they ever met

[tea-cat-arts]

Shen Yuan getting transported into pidw isn't "the system punishing him for being a lazy internet hater," but instead representative of "step 1 of the creative process: getting so mad at something you decide to go write your own fucking book" in this essay I will

[kalmiaclown]

AAAAUUUUGGGHHHH *telepathically projects my cramps onto comfort character with my incredibly powerful mind*

[burningcheese-merchant]

Does the ship rebrand mean no more pepper jack ?😔

No more Pepper Jack 😔😔😔 Pepper Jack and Matar Paneer have officially been disowned. Sorry but Burning Spice wants to start life over with Shadow Milk and he has to leave his old family behind to do that :(((

Necessary evil, I'm afraid :((( but it's ok maybe Spice and Smilk will have their own family together!!! Two dads!!! It'll be so adorable!!! Trust me!

[larapaulussen]

[aelswiths]

AELSWITH (looking ethereal and beautiful and breaking my heart with her tears) IN 5x03

For @kingslionheart, @soulhollow

[summertimemusician]

Linktober 2024, Day 1, Mirror (Self)

Alright here we go again.

Technically a sneak peak of a bigger thing to come in the future that I'm repurposing, and the result of my final playthrough and readthrough before EoW dropped being Four Swords Adventures and that made me sad about Shadow Link again.

Note that this is for the Four Swords Adventures iteration of Shadow Link that might evolve into an LU Shadow, not Dark Link in either LOZ or LU, I have other plans for him.

This one shot was brought to you by Scars by The Crane Wives, Ribs by The Crane Wives, Ruin by The Amazing Devil and Two Minutes by The Amazing Devil because the author's playlist decided to be incredibly cheeky when they blacked out to write this like an ancient seers being cursed with visions and then called mad and hearing they've been put up for execution.

As always the nature of the relationship can be romantic or platonic, mostly due to the author's time constraints and further plans.

Anyway enjoy the reading!

It was cold.

The sort of cold after a wildfire, when everything's turned back to ash, the sort that left burned your vision white after the flames licked through your veins and left an ache in your bones. He shuddered, coughed black onto the stone floor, shaking with a muffled whimper.

It never got any easier, being dragged from the Dark World and into the Realm of Light, the goddesses' world itself revolting against an intruder, wanting the wound torn asunder into their oh so precious realm cauterized. To purge the intrusion and smite it where it stands.

Too bad for them (and for him), his master didn't particularly care about what the world wanted. Didn't particularly care that he hadn't grow accustomed to the pain or the cold, he had to stand up. There was work to be done.

(Shadow gritted his teeth, willed himself not to think about the prophecy of a golden haired princess- because whether he liked it or not, it was prophecy. As those with divinity running through their veins are wont to spill from their throats so carelessly- of violet eyes and a smile a third moonlight and hands holding a hammer.

It always hurt more, after one of the heroes liberated one of the maidens, or the jewels, the pain lingering for days afterwards and carving a home in his metaphorical bones. But just this once he'd take the cold bite of the Four Swords over the pain in the hole in his chest that Vio's betrayal had left, something that felt so much worse than every other time before.

Just this once he wished that maybe, just maybe, the hurt would be too much to bear, that he wouldn't wake up again-

Why? Why does it hurt so much but he's still here? He already knew the Light was uncompromising and unforgiving, but he thought them at least above curses.)

His ears twitched as soft, almost silent footsteps came up to his side. Someone crouching by his fallen form, setting a cautious hand over his own that Shadow couldn't help but draw away from with a hiss, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the world again, to your face, carefully blank as you guided him to lean against your side, a silver choker with a crimson gem winked mockingly at him, the shade closing his eyes and going boneless against your side.

Shadow was so, so tired.

He heard you quietly sigh, plucking his cap from his head and running your fingers through dark amethyst, smoke and mist made hair. "I told you so."

"Shut up." He grumbled, nuzzling further into the crook of your neck. One clawed hand curling against your free wrist, digging into the skin. Absentmindedly noting there were new scratches just above the metal.

It was routine by now, the warmth of your existence against his own a welcome balm, not quite of the Realm of Light where it's unpleasant, not too close to the Dark World where he felt like melting back into the embrace of the darkness, only to howl in agony at being dragged out.

Memories not quite his own bled into his mind all the time. How you'd shape ice into flowers for the princess in winter with nary a though, of blinking and from one second to the next you'd have whatever sword he had hostage if you though it was time for a break with a smile brighter than the sun.

His master had changed that though. It took months for you to stop trying to claw the collar out and to stop trying to fight Vaati.

(Funny how holding a mage's dragon as a bargaining chip is just as effective as kidnapping a ruler.)

Your gaze flicked to the polished obsidian of the Dark Mirror, to the gold, ornate frame. "The offer is still open, you know. Let me take the suffering from you."

"No." He scowled, leaning back to glare into your eyes, a hint of fangs poking out from a maw struggling to keep the shape of a human jaw, "You helped him. Helped them." Shadow spat, there is that hurt again.

You shrugged, a movement that's just slightly awkward as you flinch, "That I did." You confirmed simply, it almost made Shadow see red as he leaned away, knocking your hand from his head in the process, but if there's anything him and the heroes shared, was a lack of a desire to hurt you. It was a little grating to be honest, "Vio even offered to take me with him, to be honest."

"Then why didn't you leave?" He demanded.

Why did you stick around?

Your eyes shuttered, a hint of conflict in your pursed lips. Before you found your words, they come out softly, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you why. You'll just have to find out yourself."

You tug your wrist from his grasp, and Shadow lets you go.

(Stubbornly pushing down on memories and emotions that arearen'tarenotanymore quite his.)

You stand and turn away, pushing the curtains away from your sight, you turn your tired eyes to Shadow with an emotion he can't put a name to. "Just keep it in mind that there's more than one way to end this. Nothing is truly inevitable."

Shadow watches you go. 'There's nothing that can be done. He tells himself, hand hesitating above the Dark Mirror, briefly, it curls into a fist. The hero's original self stares back at him.

'��� Does he really believe that?'

He shakes his head, and focuses on willing the Dark Mirror to show him his counterpart.

His chest still hurts.

[rin-sith]

Every time I see Odysseus described as any of the following:

"Simp" (God forbid men actually healthily love their family and wife a completely reasonable amount.)

"Wet Cat" (What does that even mean exactly?? But whatever it means the vibe does not match up at all.)

"Bottom" (This man honestly has more top energy than literally every other character in this musical including the gods.)

"Homeless man" (He did not spend 20 years trying to go to the home that he has and that wants him back just to be denied his belonging there.)

"Monster/Villain/Evil" (He calls himself that enough. Can we please stop with the Odysseus demonization I am literally begging as hard as Poseidon did in 600 Strike.)

I lose a piece of my sanity.

Obviously I'm not personally attacking anyone btw. I'm just venting. Joking around is one thing but why do I see so many people treat these as canon traits? Am I in some weird corner of this fandom that I shouldn't be in?

[bones-and-bondage]

Orin gave the Dark Urge amnesia because she was trying to carve the memory of Enver Gortash out of them.

[castingpods]

so i got the am archive notebooks in the mail today

and what i have to say is just

FUCK

[love-songs-for-emma]

‼️ VAMPIRE QUESTION TIME ‼️ [MORAL DILEMMAS ALERT🚨]

if your significant other/best friend were turned into a vampire, would you want them to turn you into one too?

and, vice versa,

if you were turned into a vampire, would you want to turn your significant other/best friend into one too?

[thewastedpotential]

Put these 4 in a room together who would be the first one crying and who would be the last one in a room?

My opinion? The first one out? Duchess. The last one in the room? Ramona.

[mothinabottle]

Imagine. Imagine a new ritual in-game where the temple tries to convert a demon PC back to a normal human again. Like some type of shit involving a high rank temple member cumming inside PC 7 times (Because 7 is the holy number supposedly? Jajsjajsja)—Preferably Jordan

Spoiler: It doesn't fucking work. This is just an excuse to have porn with plot, ok??? I am at my wit's end cuz I haven't been able to draw Jordan in a GOOD while and I just need them???

I NEED YURI SEX, YAOI SEX, WHATEVER THE FUCK IS AVAILABLE WITH JORDAN 😭

[see-arcane]

There are reviews on YouTube though spoilers free and at one point my thought was "bdsm could have saved them...". idk any German for safewords, penisstoppen.

That's the X-rated version

Nosferatu: We're Doing a Threesome About It and the Rats Get to Watch

[phoenixwithapencil]

One more prompto thought before I am dragged by the ankle into studying for a test- For the fact that this one's pretty angsty and deals with (canon) near character death, it's going below the cut

during the opening of EP Prompto, he collapses in the snow and as he fades out, sees three MTs come from a drop ship and crowd around him wowee what a specific number of people to find our dear exhausted prompto. Yanno- I bet he cant possibly imagine Anyone Else in their places. I bet one could never headcanon him hallucinating just a touch from the exhaustion and the cold. I bet it would be impossible to imagine him thinking about his friends- former friends- coming back, coming to find him, actually managing to locate him in the wind and the snow. Thinking about how he wants this to be his rescue and not his doom. Thinking about how even if it was the guys- would it even be his rescue? or would they be a fate twice as bad as the MTs hes faced with now?

[thecircularsystem]

“No other serious disorder is treated like DID! You’re not allowed to be negative about DID on tumblr. Why aren’t other disorders like this?”

I get it. I get what you’re saying. And the treatment people who are negative get isn’t fair.

But the tags aren’t that different. The communities aren’t.

Let’s look. It’s 1:27am where I live.

PTSD search on tumblr:

Headcanon

Comic about trauma dumping (humorous)

Vent about Twitter drama impacting fandom

Generic positivity post

Introduction post

Someone struggling and venting, not graphic or traumadumping

Graphic poll… from a syscourse blog!

Ask blog where the guy has PTSD

Silly post about driving

Fandom post

Let’s try “actually PTSD” this time:

The same silly comic from the other tag

Same intro post

Someone venting about being yelled at with… some interesting (sexual?) tags

Someone posting the air quality index of their location

Someone venting about how trauma does define who they are

Cutesy style vent comic about trauma

Religious trauma aesthetic repost

Huge trauma dump which culminates in the person saying they’re actively going to try to find positivity, and posting positivity in the same post, since it’ll help them heal

Fandom post

Graphic prose about CSA (not tagged as CSA, I didn’t read all of it as it did trigger me from seeing it 👍)

Nice nice cool cool. Now let’s check “DID”:

Self-ship silliness

Syscourse venting about this, which sparked this post

Intro template

Someone complaining that tumblr is asking them for cookies

Venting about family

Venting about another alter but “he’s growing on me” and they’re starting to get along more

I… think venting about someone else’s disorders?

Syscourse about anti endos

New split wondering how long they’ll last

Venting about being a younger alter and feeling alone

And lastly, “actually DID”:

Denial about system in a funny way

The same tumblr cookie vent

Fictive art

Someone writing about a method they’re using to make female alters feel better in their body

The same vent about getting along

PFP icons

Fictive silliness

Someone discussing how they are experiencing a delusion

Someone asking for advice for their symptoms with a new job

Traumaholderculture blog

So…

The “actually X” tags feature more issues and more serious discussion/venting, as well as more creative pieces about the disorder. The not “actually” tags are more general and fun.

I don’t see much difference beyond I think the DID tags are a big better at tagging the potential triggers.