#At least he got included

[ema-sahdmadhi]

"It seems you've had quite a life..." - Ema Skye, 6-5 Day 1 Investigation

[allthepandasintheworld]

im begging does anyone have like, any sort of community or discord server or something hghaiuflkjshhlkghakhaklsd i have a need to scream about my boy who has every disease

[hannibal-the-bimbo-cannibal]

The way I would [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] [redacte-

[sxnshxnxxnddxxsxxs]

this has probably already been said but do you lestat was just really confused when claudia and louis brought up the if you can fly tell us you can fly thing.

like he’s just sat there thinking but louis’ always known i can fly. he’s known since he was still human. the first time we had sex it was in mid air. WHY WOULDNT YOU THINK THAT I CAN FLY????

[quirinah]

ummmmmmm guys this dungeons looking a little dark here..........................ummmm..... hello??? guys??

[coquelicoq]

[ID: Panels from chapter 101 of the Natsume's Book of Friends manga. Natsume thanks Natori and Matoba for coming to rescue him and Nyanko-sensei. Natori's serious but unsurprised expression remains unchanged over three panels. Matoba's lips are slightly parted, and in the second panel he says, "Huh…?" /end ID]

the contrast in reactions between natori and matoba...matoba and his little taken aback "what the hell am i supposed to do with this bid for human connection" face that i hold so dear. idk what's going on with natori exactly but my guess is he's just. really scared for natsume. he must have been, to have gone to get matoba. natsume doesn't get natori's affectionately indulgent look until after the danger has passed. natori's gotta get his game face on.

[f0x-meets-w0lf]

contrary to what's expected of them by nearly everyone in henrietta, skov and swan clean up their act just enough to fumble their way into their mid-20's. they begin to build a decent life for themselves — in part it's out of necessity, in another part for their own good, and lastly to honor their beloved late friends. they've been made acutely aware of life's delicate nature, and with no dream-thief-king left to remedy their mortality as he once did for his favorite forgery, they treat their existences accordingly.

they still enjoy getting rowdy from time to time, of course; skov is still too much of a stoner for his own good, while swan's in grad school and has always been the one to take his education most seriously, so he's more sparing about it (which isn't to say he's at all immune to a lazy-limbed heavy-lidded blue-haired boy sprawled out on their bed, his mouth holding secondhand smoke and the promise of hazy, handsy makeouts).

for the most part, though, their days are more relaxed, and they luxuriate in the simple things: the small intimacies of their joined morning routines, cooking a meal together, going to the gym or the park or the library. they treasure their time spent chatting and cuddling and kissing on their couch; jiang comes by, sometimes, to spend time with them and bask in their collective warmth, abundant with joy and comfort and love that they extend beyond the veil in the hopes it might reach k and proko. it feels good.

[juaneloriginal]

A dream and a nightmare

@blackkatdraws's silly!

i just want him to be happy bro

by himself not only with black, honestly i like their relationship but most of the time (i think early in their relationship) he always comes out injured or dead and the fact that he doesnt even care about his own safety most of the time just to (me thinks) make black happy makes me so sad/pos

i like the fact that they are being more cute now but im not sure how much that its going to last

[akuma-tenshi]

sometimes the solution to finishing a project you hate / were struggling with really is to just not fucking touch it for a bit and then come back when you're less annoyed with it. i struggled so hard with this when i first started it but when i came back tonight it was a breeze

song is sancta simplicitas by ennn w/ dex

[brennacedria]

Can I just say that I adore how Lucanis's romance lock-in isn't the flirting or the near-miss kiss, it's him remembering the drink and finding a recipe to complement it and just make Rook's day with such a tiny but adorable gesture.

[fisheito]

found a baby yaku amidst the Sketchbook-glitch-corruption wreckage..... wondering if he flipped skin tones between black and red and everything in between until he saw his to-be-grandparents (and started mimicking THEIR skin tone....... )

[francy-sketches]

Tbh I think I'd be a lot more into stannis if he wasn't bald. Like I'll see stannisgirls raving about how tragic and cringefail he is and I'm like that sounds great in theory however he's bald. gross

[5-turtleducks-in-a-trenchcoat]

I was thinking about episode 174 again. I'm absolutely fine in case you can’t tell.

[welcometogrouchland]

I miss them so bad (Dick and Damian)

[imtrashraccoon]

I'm kicking myself for not finishing this sooner but I did enjoy doing some research for it. I also got to thinking about future ideas for after this fic is done. If anyone's interested, I will ramble about them.

@owl-bones

First, Previous, & Next Day

Bad Sansuary II: Horror - Stars

Word Count: 1,296

You sat in silence as Maul ate the food you had brought him, only getting up to briefly add more wood to the fire. The last thing you wanted was for the blaze to go out and leave you in the dark. When you sat down next to him again, you wrapped an arm around his back, slowly rubbing circles into his tunic.

You really weren't the best at comforting people. It was one thing to go through the motions and another to actually help someone feel better. You supposed it would make no difference to the three emotionally constipated skeletons that you lived with though. If they didn't like something you were doing, they were usually pretty quick to let you know.

This mission seemed to have gone from bad to worse. First, you and Reven hadn't found anything in Newridge. Then, you had spoiled any further attempts to investigate further, and now you had just learned that whatever was wrong could influence people's minds. You didn't know what to do next and yet, until the others returned, you were forced to wait. Knowing what happened to Maul could possibly happen to you as well was anxiety inducing. At least you weren't in much of a position to actually hurt anyone, but as you had learned tonight, you were now also more vulnerable to being hurt instead.

Donovan would probably freak out when he learned what had happened. You had already been dreading when you would inevitably tell him about what had happened in the city, but he would be even more concerned that one of his own men had turned on you. However you told him, you would have to be gentle to hopefully keep him from acting too hastily. None of what happened was Reven's or Maul's fault, but your soulmate was quick to anger, especially over perceived threats.

Letting out a sigh, you looked up at the sky, mentally noting that it was clear for the first time in days. Hundreds of stars sprinkled the black veil above, almost like the first flakes of snow to fall, and for a moment, you felt rather small in the world. Those stars had been there for thousands of years before you and would be long after you passed. Did your problems really matter in the grand scheme of things? Despite everything that had happened, you and your friends were still alive, so what more could you want?

Seeing movement from the corner of your eye, you noticed Maul had finished eating and, noticing your gaze, had looked up at the stars as well. You couldn't help but smile at the look of wonder on his face. His "pupil" expanded, much like a cat's, and he let out a soft exhale which you found rather adorable.

You looked up again before he noticed you had been watching him. Donovan was more knowledgeable on constellations and their meanings, but you still recognized a couple, particularly the Warrior and the Great Dog. You still remembered the day your father had pointed them out in the sky and explained the stories behind them. Even if the stories had been made up, you always thought they were interesting and they reminded you of simpler times.

"Hey, Maul?" you asked after a few minutes of silence.

The giant of a skeleton hummed in response, not taking his eyes off of the sea of lights above.

"You mentioned someone named Orien earlier. Can I ask who they are?"

When he didn't answer, you started to wonder if he had even heard your question. You glanced over at him, only to see that his expression had turned grave. His bonebrows were furrowed and his hands were clenched, his claws threatening to tear through his roughspun pants.

"my younger brother," he finally murmured.

You moved your paw to his shoulder, resting it there for a moment. "It sounds like you care a lot about him."

He nodded, dropping his gaze to the fire rather than look at you. "...yes, we were very close."

"What was he like?"

Maul was quiet for a few seconds. "he was kind and always did what he believed was right," he finally said. "he was...braver than me... had big dreams of bein' admired by everyone."

You nodded slowly, "He sounds wonderful."

"he was the best."

"I never had any siblings growing up," you hummed. "My parents were both soldiers, although my mother retired to a non-combat related position to raise me. I wouldn't say I had a bad childhood, but there was definitely the expectation that I follow in their footsteps one day."

He looked over and gave you a small smile when you met his gaze. He held out his hand, giving you an expectant look until you placed your smaller paw in his palm.

"good soldiers follow orders as they say," he hummed, giving your paw a gentle squeeze.

You chuckled, squeezing his hand back. "You too, huh? What rank were you?"

Maul scratched his skull thoughtfully. "lieutenant general...orien reached field marshal..."

You let out a low whistle. "Impressive. I was at best light infantry but I reported directly to the Captain General. Maybe I would have been promoted at some point, but I'm not sure I would have been any good at commanding troops."

"it was for a time," he remarked. "but all good things come to an end..."

You frowned and looked up at him. His bonebrows were knit together and you noticed he had a far away look on his face. "Hey, you don't have to tell me if it's too much, okay?"

He squeezed your paw in response and shook his head. " 's fine, i don't mind sharin' with a friend..."

The realization that he trusted you enough to share something personal like this from his past was rather touching. You gave him a gentle smile and nodded. "Just don't force yourself."

"ever heard of the horrur kingdom?" he asked.

You nodded again. Who hadn't heard of it? When you were a child, the Horrur Kingdom had been a valuable ally of the Klasical Kingdom, until their king was overthrown by a power hungry general of course. Any aid that was offered was refused by the general king and the kingdom was essentially locked down so that no one could leave. Over the years, some citizens managed to get out and word soon spread of the horrific conditions inside.

A severe famine had set in not long after the coup and lasted for years afterwards so that many died of starvation. Those who remained lived in fear of the tyrannical leader and her rules. Executions were commonplace, mostly for those who resisted at first, but soon extended to anyone who broke even insignificant laws. The tyrant queen was eventually killed, but by then, only a few citizens remained and they soon fled to surrounding kingdoms.

"Yeah, I grew up while the Thorn Queen was in power," you confirmed.

Maul nodded and took a shuddering breath. "she was once...a friend, and my brother and i were loyal to her..." He paused before continuing, "when she took over, we were given new positions... she made me the chief executioner."

"Oh...so you saw the worst of it then..." you murmured, covering your muzzle with your other paw.

"i only did what i was told. so did orien, until he couldn't... the queen didn't like that and i tried to save him..." Maul motioned to the large crack in his skull before adding, "it didn't go well..."

"That's awful, I'm so sorry you went through all of that," you murmured, giving his hand another squeeze.

"i... i don't remember what really happened after that..." he muttered. "can't remember much until lord donovan found me actually..."

[weedle-testaburger]

excuse me for a second. *picks up cynical sci-fi men whose optimism was crushed by the injustices of the universe and snorts them like heroin*