#Brutal obsession

[blkgrlsread2]

Confusion is akin to stupidity if you can't understand something, you're just not thinking about it hard enough.

S. Massery, Brutal Obsession

[foursaints]

in my version of marauders canon he would function as a sort of beautiful, murderous disney princess . and all the other characters would be relegated to singing lengthy beauty-and-the-beast-style musical numbers about how perfectly strange he is

[kacievvbbbb]

What I think is so funny about the parallels between Luffy, Zoro and the men they wish to meet again and surpass.

Is that Luffy wants to fight Shanks like a son showing his father everything he’s learnt; look how far he’s come, who he’s become.

And Zoro wants to fight Mihawk like a feral cat fighting god in a back alley; Inevitable, preordained, there can only be one.

And both are equally as valid.

[thespoonisvictory]

also idc I love the citadel and all its wizard hubris I love the intersection of innovation and horror and progress and crushing others underfoot AND also clothes that magically put them on themselves and Citadel Made bouncy balls and secret societies and universities!!! and espresso and arcane discovery and and and

[easyaesthetics]

Persona 5 + The Onion Headlines (1/?)

[silke-sukkermaas]

Arghh I’ve finally created this drawing I’ve been wanting to do ever since I first read this chapter. It was truly brutal. I could barely look at the screen while i read it!! Anyways yea this is from chapter 40 of Anyone by @gentrychild :D

[neonhellscape]

gay tech priests standing by a computer, colourised

[sephs-ghost]

yesterdays walk

[peteytheparrot]

Saw the first prompt for Inktober was Backpack and immediately blacked out and drew this

[spriteofmushrooms]

jiang cheng / luo binghe? perhaps? can you imagine?

The thing about Jiang Cheng is that he notices and acknowledges all of his disciples and would, I believe, be scrupulously fair to them; at the same time, he very obviously loves Jin Ling the most. Luo Binghe's desperate need to be acknowledged by shizun and only shizun stemmed from SJ's encouragement of bullying, harsh punishments, unequal treatment, and disintegrating mental stability. He went from being grateful that someone chose and wanted him to craving affection from the one person who hated him the most.

With Jiang Cheng, he would have the chance to become grateful, to want to prove himself. But Jiang Cheng isn't constantly qi deviating, he wasn't born a slave, and he wouldn't see himself in white lotus Luo Binghe. He would see Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian, the boy Jiang Cheng spent his childhood shielding from his mother. Wei Wuxian, brilliant and charming. Wei Wuxian, lost to demonic cultivation.

I think YMJ does have inner disciples, which Luo Binghe could easily become since he's such a strong cultivator. I can never decide on if Jiang Cheng has direct disciples (other than Jin Ling for certain techniques) in canon, but if a mini Wei Wuxian joined, I could see Jiang Cheng choosing many different options.

Does he want to save some version of Wei Wuxian? Does he want to keep a close eye on this Wei Wuxian copy? Direct disciple. Luo Binghe is already 50% obsessed.

Does he want Luo Binghe to be surrounded by the shidi and shimei that Wei Wuxian lost? Does he think that he dragged Wei Wuxian down, or that Wei Wuxian left with the Wens to get away from him? Does he recognize how unfair it is to look at a boy and see Wei Wuxian like how Jiang Fengmian saw Wei Changze and Yu Ziyuan saw Cangse Sanren? Inner disciple. Luo Binghe has a possibility to imprint on a martial uncle instead.

But if Luo Binghe is an inner disciple who wants to prove himself worthy to zongzhu, and he notices that Jiang Cheng seems to keep watch over him? If he can compare how zongzhu fusses over Jin Ling with how zongzhu maintains a distance between them? If he tries to get close to Jin Ling so that he can get closer to zongzhu, only for zongzhu to be cold with him for the first time? As if Luo Binghe isn't good enough for his nephew?

Yeah, I can imagine Jiang Cheng and Luo Binghe.

[infiniteglitterfall]

Welp. Just had the most horrifying realization.

What determines whether people want to punch Nazis or not isn’t the fact that they're Nazis.

People only want to punch Nazis when they disagree with them.

[karamazovanon]

been in SUCH a bad art block lately but i want to post art so here is a rough kirillov WIP i've been working on...........ive been obsessed w the idea of drawing him like an icon/saint/etc but im not satisfied with any of my attempts so far T_T

[tarminfektion]

Half the shit I say I don’t even mean, it’s up to you to figure it out.

[deviousdevilx]

oh he was so loving toying with his Danny boy.

[ladyswillmart]

You ever like, end up in like a Discord for a fandom you like, but the people in the Discord aren't really Your People and it's not that you don't like the people in this Discord but you're pretty sure they think you're Scum even though you're posting more or less the same stuff you post for Your People and they seem to like it just fine

[screamingcrows]

La Sylphide inspired fic in which Diluc Ragnvindr wakes the morning of his arranged marriage and is enraptured by a beautiful figure fluttering around and giggling, reaching towards him but never touching. He goes through with the marriage to you regardless, he's a man of his word and no mirage, no matter how tempting, can sway him. He leaves to wander Snezhnaya half a year later after the untimely death of his father. When he returns, his darling wife has passed, Dawn Winery still in mourning and an Adelinde who can hardly bring herself to tell the young master, fearing that his heart cannot bear it. So she decides to wait until morning to say that your chambers are empty.

The sylphide appears again on his first night home, not that he feels home in the cold mansion, not anymore. The pale light reaches him through the windows, but when he looks down, nothing to loose, it's not the same woman, this is you, dancing around among the vines. His breath leaves him and he stumbles out, desperate to catch and hold you. Your smile is bright when he calls your name, and he swears to you that he will never again leave, breaking down completely and apologising, he promises to try this time, to be better, because you deserve a proper husband. He reaches to wrap his arms around you, grunting in confusion when you flit out of reach, an apologetic look on your shoulders before you disappear. He stumbles back inside, struggling to make sense of what happened.

After Adelinde confesses the following morning (she finds him asleep on a chair downstairs), he becomes obsessed, claiming it can't be true. He saw you. You spoke to him. He touched- no he didn't. You visit every night, and he spends the days scouring every book in Lisa's library and elsewhere. Anything he can find. A sketchy person contacts him, claiming they have the solution, a scarf woven from strands of elemental energy, drape it around her shoulders and her spirit will be tethered again. It will absorb the energy to regenerate. It sounds too good to be true, but he has to try.

As he drapes the shimmering fabric across your shoulders, horror spreads in your moonlit eyes before colour drains from your body into the light fabric. He catches you in his arms despite your protests, and in that moment, the last remnants of life leaves your lips in a quiet sigh of his name. Not sure if I'd want the other sylphs to come and torment him until he dies prematurely but yeah-