#Faith & Fangs

[asm5129]

"The writers have talked about how important it is not to be an asshole when you're criticizing something, which i think is something most people agree with"--Hbomberguy, in his RWBY video.

Lets determine whether he counts himself among those "most".

No pressure to watch this one. I know the discourse around this sucks

[genericaces]

i've been really into designing chibis these days LOL and wanted to make some stickers for myself. if anyone else wants to snag some you can grab em here! (there's leverage stuff too!)

[elainiisms]

you all say you like villains but then the second a character actually does something villainous you cancel ppl for liking them 😭

[yourmoodboards-areonfiirree]

Nibbly Devotee Steph moodboard!

☼︎ rq'd by anon! ☼︎

(All images found on pinterest)

Forgot to post the moodboard again whoops 😭

[who-do-i-know-this-man]

⚠️Vote for whomever YOU DO NOT KNOW⚠️‼️

[godlygivenanxiety]

i think it's fun to throw around random fun facts about my fc5 OC, danny martins, so here it goes:

he does destroy joseph's statue, but he mainly did it because he wanted to get the Word of Joseph and he gets it: in his timeline, he tells Tracey he burned it but he really just kept it to himself and he reads it while traveling.

initially, he did start working John's region but after his baptism he got a bit too shaken and leaped to Faith's instead, that's when he starts to wonder about the dynamics of the Seeds;

in fact, that particular trauma is perhaps the first time he has a complete breakdown about the entire situation he finds himself in, and of course that means he's plagued by it in his dreams in the most shameful way possible: wet(hehe) dreams!

he absolutely does NOT help anyone with the side missions including figurines, cards or comics, and this might be one of the rare things that can get a hateful reaction out of him(he usually keeps his judgements to himself, but he'll stare them dead in the eyes until they feel awkwardly unsafe and leave) <3

danny was never actually a junior deputy! he's just SUPER unlucky and got himself into this mess by 'accident'.

at Butch's bunker with Joseph, he does cry about Cheeseburger, Boomer and Peaches, to The Father's quiet disbelief(fuck him though, poor babies....)

[starryeyesxx]

[llycaons]

lozh is good but 'legend of zang hai' is one of the most unoriginal title formats...ever? it's boring. it's uninteresting. it tells us nothing. zang hai isn't even his real name. its always exciting when the cdrama english translation team breaks the mold and gets creative. like guardian. the double. or the untamed hehe

[in-death-we-fall]

Packing to travel to or through certain places like "Okay, we're going for normal masculine metalhead with no blasphemy" is funny, because I have in fact gotten everything in the suitcase, only to realize I missed a 666

[springsheep]

Chinese Dramas/Movies/TV Shows Masterlist

In The Name Of The Brother | 《哈尔滨1944》

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Three Body / 《三体》

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War of Faith / 《追风者》

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Mysterious Lotus Casebook / 《莲花楼》

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Heroes / 《天行健》

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Legend of Anle / 《安乐传》

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Meet You At The Blossom 《花开有时, 颓靡无声》

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Mystic Nine / 《老九门》

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Ace Troops / 《王牌部队》

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Fox Spirit Matchmaker: Red Moon Pact / 《狐妖小红娘月红篇》

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[runebears]

mohg rl1 +0 weapons etc. not even close to no hit i made like 5 different blunders but i won.

[snail-speed]

Goodbye Volcano High sucks ass (in a predictable manner, the type of predictable that stems from scraping literally all of the story and rewriting it hastily), but you’ll never convince me that Snoot Game is made out of genuine love

[antlerslayer]

Faith:(((((

[willowwind78]

1 Annabel- Chapter 4

˜ Chapter 4 - Frankenstein - Mary Shelley ™

My spirits were elevated by the enchanting appearance of nature;

The past was blotted from my memory, the present was tranquil,

And the future gilded by bright rays of hope and anticipations of joy.

˜ ™

            The rain had stopped by the time Christina opened her eyes again. Her body lay against the base of a tree. She vaguely recalled passing out. She marveled at the brilliance of the stars in the cloudless sky, lost in their wonder and awesomeness. She felt amazing. For the first time in months, there was no pain. She had slept and there were no dreams. The world around her was new and full of possibility. A strange feeling crept up within her, dark and alluring.

            She was overwhelmed by the vividness of color and light surrounding her so much so that she failed to hear the heart beating not ten feet above her, despite how it echoed cleanly in her ears. Christina was engrossed in studying the craters penetrating the moon’s gray surface when a pair of wing-tipped shoes landed with a silent thump next to her. Silently. She quickly realized they had landed with such delicacy normal ears should not have heard a sound but she did. Her heart tightened, the muscle straining against the inside of her chest at his nearness. Her limbs moved without her, twisting and manipulating her body, prostrating herself before him, head down, arms outstretched.

            “You may relax my child, it is not your body that I need right now, but your tongue.”

            Her voice sounded from her body without her. “Anything your ears wish to hear, my Lord.” Panic gripped her in her reverie. What was happening to her? She felt her body right itself and lean back against the tree seemingly without her. It sat cross-legged and looked up to the suited man eagerly. Christina peered through her own eyes to look down at her hands, something was off. Her skin had taken on a greyish-green tone and was hardening slowly but definitely as if it were growing scales in places. She was in her body but it was no longer hers.

            “Christina, my dear, would you please tell me what you were dreaming about?” His voice was just as inspiring as it was hours, days, or… weeks ago. It soothed a small part of her panicking.

            “I dreamt nothing, my Lord, for the first time in months.” She felt shame in not pleasing him. His disappointment was clear in the roll of his eyes that she had answered him incorrectly. Her head bowed. Through a tear in her tights, she could see where her scabbed over shin had turned to scale.

Her Lord appeared to be growing impatient. His head tilted awkwardly to the side. “What was the last dream you had, Christina?”

The Christina inside had a bad feeling about this but could not prevent herself from thinking back to the horrible nightmares, nor could she stop the Christina outside from recounting everything as she remembered it like a possessed narrator. As soon as the white steeple flashed through her memory and her body began to speak Christina was filled with dread. “There’s a small church; white-washed wooden siding with a tall steeple containing an old iron bell.” As her body betrayed her desire for silence, she felt less and less in control of anything.

“Where is the church, Christina?”

“It looks familiar. There are rolling hills and it is fall. The leaves are all different colors and there is a cliff off in the distance. The church is in the valley with a small cemetery next to it...” Her body’s voice sounded like an automaton, unnaturally punctuating every word and speaking in a monotonic drone. The Christina inside tried to stop thinking about the dream but failed. The harder she tried the more she felt the need to obey. “There are many people dressed in black. They are sad.”

“Do you know these people, Christina?”

Christina would have cried if she had still been attached to her body. This dream had been haunting her for months. It had cost her everything. “Yes, I know them.” He had promised her no more pain but this was torture. She was reliving the dream over and over and over again in her own head. “They are my family.” It was then that she realized where she was. “We are at my mother’s church in Walkersville, West Virginia.”

The dream Christina suddenly appeared and everything went dark. Christina became lost in her own dream listening to the distant sound of her own voice echoing outside of her. “I am in the casket carried by my two brothers, two uncles, my father, and my husband.” The details were lost in the monotonic recitation. It included nothing of her screaming and kicking at the inside of the coffin lid. The body of Christina said nothing of her nails scratching away at the satin lining. It spoke not a word of the real Christina’s desperate attempt to escape her wooden prison. “They place the coffin in the ground.” It speaks not of the panic and fear causing the walls of the casket to shrink ever smaller or of the sinking feeling of the casket as it creeps its way lower and lower into the ground with her inside. It does not even try to describe the horrifying sound of dirt hitting the outside of the wooden box slowly drowning out the sound of her sobbing family.

“Thank you for helping me. We are done now, Christina.”

Christina was horrified as her body collapsed at the base of the tree and her eyes closed throwing her into the darkness she felt in that last dream. She tried to scream but her body did not respond. She could feel nothing but heard the sound of his heartbeat diminish as he walked away. NO! The Christina inside screamed in horror as she realized what was happening. She had been dreaming of her death. She had been dreaming of this. She was trapped inside her own body, helpless. Her mind screamed, trying desperately to cry out while birds chirped cheerfully in the air around her. He was right. There was no pain, only fear.

[cleromancy]

brainworms about the dami cuts tims line issue again ohhh my god

tim just not... mentioning exactly what damian did when he taps dick in to get to the bottom of it? like there isnt an. indication that it was a potentially lethal action. and there are so many interpretations for why he wouldn't see fit to share this information and not one of them is mentally well of him

dicks response being like c'mon tim at least pick a harder password. it only took him 6 hours to crack :/

"here i'll make the password to your unhinged contingency plans one of our injokes :)" BABYGIRLS YOU ARE BOTH INSANE. YOU ARE BOTH INSANE PEOPLE.

the reveal that damians entry was like. blatantly among the contingencies for The Good Guys, but like, since DICK wasnt on there, damian very reasonably takes that to mean hes still on the outside of the us vs them in tims mind. (and hes not even like. wrong, except the concept of "us" is... extremely nebulous to tim at this point. and he also just feels like if dick goes bad he, tim, might as well just lay down and die.) which damian cares about enough that he needed to kill tim about it (<- fine and normal, damians never done a thing wrong in his life)

(pause to weep about the "its not fair" panel)

honestly though my favorite part genuinely is that it did not at all occur to dick to chastise damian for essentially picking the lock on tims super secret diary and then not liking what he found in it? never even crossed dicks mind. tim should simply get better locks or, failing that, never write down stuff other people might find and be upset by. just keep it all locked up in your noggin like i do :)

dick like DID have a point that tim should have learned from bruces mistakes re contingency plans but like. the issue with bruce was that the info got leaked and a Villain tm used it to take down the Good Guys tm. the issue in *this* situation is an ally read it and got his feelings hurt. and the ally is a traumatized 10 year old. SO LIKE.

yeah you know what youre right dickie. just change the passwords. its fine. everythings fine.

also. god. i will never stop finding the self-fulfilling prophecy spiral (ie, "you don't trust me and that hurts so i might as well be worthy of your distrust") compelling. damian sweetie you can kill tim as much as you need to until you feel better

hrgrffgh the only like. solid indication that tim feels unsafe re damian is when he says to dick "you get it, right?" and references the league which like. okay. so you're not still worried about murder attempts from Damian.* youre worried about ra's. and you're being a jerkface.

*TBHHHH cutting tims line was not... okay actually i have a lot to say about damians mental state that doesnt rly fit in the bullet point format but i don't actually think damian was Attempting Murder this time so much as stewing and then abruptly lashing out without having fully conceptualized the consequences, and i can and will back up this opinion in a court of law,

but ohhhh my godddddddddd damian. sweetie

also like obligatory disclaimer tim doesnt really care that much about murder attempts on his person lol hes a superhero it comes with the territory. its always funny to me when ppl act like tims beef with damian is over any of the legit reasons he could have to have beef, like. no its the irrational petty ones dude 100%. (did i say its funny to me. i meant annoying)