#I HAD TO TRACK DOWN THAT POST AGAIN

[luimagines]

Incomprehensible. I love it. XD

[good-beanswrites]

Hear me out:

Kotoko adopted Es, and Fuuta went ballistic.

Rip Fuuta... he can never catch a break... Asdfsdf thank you for this, it was a blast thinking of all the ridiculous ways this could have played out! (One possibility I toyed with was Fuuta's competitive instincts take over, he fights her for Es, only to realize too late "*I* don't want to be responsible for a whole child WAIT") It's a similar format to the last one, with a knock-at-the-door reveal, but I still think it works 😂

“Don’t fuck with me, Es.”

“I would never.”

Lying brat. Fuuta knew they would every chance that they got. It was the reason he was so relieved that Es decided to find somewhere else to live after Milgram’s end. Fuuta had nothing left to fear from his former warden, but the others’ suggestions that Es become his new roommate still made him shudder. Three interrogations in a closed space with the rude kid were enough for him, thank you very much.

However, it wasn’t all a relief. He couldn’t help feeling concerned about who they’d gone to live with. Given how cryptic they were being, Fuuta would have been convinced they walked into the woods to find a furry family of Jackalopes or something to raise them –except, they showed up for this walk with clean clothing and internet access. 

“I don’t believe you. You’re fucking with me right now. Why can’t you just tell me who it is?” 

“It isn’t any of your concern. Hey, I thought you swore to stay out of others’ business. You turned over a new leaf and all that?”

“Tch. I meant other people’s business. You’re different.” 

If Es had vanished off the grid like some of the other prisoners, Fuuta wouldn’t have cared. But they were here, near enough to arrange some lame meetup, which meant they were going to remain in his life for a while longer. And that meant, as the model citizen that Fuuta was, he felt responsible for ensuring they didn’t get themselves kidnapped by some creep. 

He asked, “how much do you know about them, anyway? I mean, what kind of person can house a random weird kid on incredibly short notice? That’s definitely suspicious.”

Fuuta pulled the mask up on his face as they turned down a more crowded street. He knew people were going to gawk at his eye anyways, but it still helped him feel like he was blending in. With his thoughts on the injury for a moment, he was glad that bitch Kotoko was one of the prisoners who had gone off the grid. Good riddance.

“I promise, she’s fine. Not weird with children at all. In fact, she’s really good with them, which is why she could help me on such short notice.” They muttered, “but it’s not like I’m that young…”

“That’s still not normal. Is she some old housewife or something?”

“Ah, are you trying to do the interrogation this time? Actually, I’d say she’s around your age.”

“It’s just you two living alone? I’m still worried about Milgram coming looking for us again – can a girl like that really protect you?”

“Is everyone supposed to live with a big, strong man, like you?”

“Wha–!” Fuuta’s cheeks burned red. “That’s not what I –!”

“I’m only teasing. It’s cute that you care about me.”

That only agitated him more. “It’s not cute! I’m being realistic! One of us has to think about your safety while you’re just distracted by some pretty girl.”

“What makes you think she’s pretty?”

“Well, why else would you be so careless in deciding to live with her?”

All of the sudden, he saw it in Es’ eyes: that spark of mischief that Fuuta had come to loathe. He could never tell what they were plotting, but it was never a good sign.

Es held up their hands in mock surrender. They put on a ridiculous, overdramatic voice. “Ah, you caught me, Fuuta! I’m hiding her identity because she’s the most beautiful, capable woman in all of Japan, and I want to keep her all to myself!” 

He groaned, but they weren’t deterred. “She’s got everything, I couldn’t risk you falling for her! She’s quite capable of defending me. She’s very strong, with protective instincts much like your own. She understands our situation like no one else could. She’s got intense eyes, and you wouldn’t believe her singing voice. She enjoys deep conversations, she’s a dog person, she –”

“ – now you’re being the creep! Just shut up, I get it already...”

When they finally had the decency to pull it together, they reassured him. “It’s all true, though. So there’s no need to worry about me. I’m in good hands.”

Good hands, his ass. In only a brief conversation, the caretaker had gone from sounding a little suspicious to sounding way too good to be true… meaning she was extremely suspicious.

“Maybe someday I’ll introduce you, if you’re lucky...”

He turned his eyes away. “At least let me run some background checks on her first.” 

(He would just stalk her on social media, but that still counted.)

“You’re just going to stalk her on social media. That doesn’t count.”

“Eh? I have legit methods!” He hid deeper under his mask.

Even after the topic was dropped, after he and Es parted ways on an awkward goodbye, Fuuta was left thinking about this mystery woman. It took a bit of digging (and maybe a tiny bit of social media stalking) but at last he found where Es lived with this stranger. Contrary to what they may believe, he had turned over a new leaf. There would be no more hiding behind screens or letting others do the confrontation for him. Now that he was a changed person, he’d do the healthy and normal thing with this information: he’d march on down there himself and confront her like a man. 

He made it all the way to the front door with his chin high. He knocked with confidence. 

Then he began to shift nervously. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get the woman’s description out of his head. Sure, he was here to check on Es, but if someone happened to check him out at the same time, it was only right to be prepared… He straightened his shirt collar. He ran his fingers through his hair. He wondered if he should have covered up his eye to look more presentable.

The door swung open. 

The surprise on Kotoko’s face was nowhere near the amount on Fuuta’s.

“Oh, for fucks sake –!”

From somewhere behind her, Es’ laughter rang out.

[grymmdark]

trigun fans need to stop making so many amazing fanmade plushies!!!! please it hurts me that i cant buy them all 😭😭😭😭😭 and even if i could I'd feel bad about any of them getting left out, and I'd end up having like 5 different vash plushies with me at all times

[reallyhardy]

Sorry what’s up w the Ethan slater stuff? I know him only from your posts / SpongeBob stuff

HI HELLO please buckle in

yep -- the same guy from the spongebob musical, and my posts abut the spongebob musical.

he blew up completely and now the general public knows him as 'ariana grande's new boyfriend' - their relationship seems to have started off the back of co-starring in the upcoming wicked musical film adaptation.

it's just been like. a monkey's paw curling sort of a way for him to get catapulted to fame, as i had always really enjoyed him as a performer (as spongebob, yes, but also in the other roles i'd seen him in,) and my biggest hope back around 2017 was that he would continue in and be really successful in theatre, get a lot of broadway roles, maybe take on some existing parts i thought he'd really suit, like seymour in little shop or ogie in waitress.......... but instead he booked the role of boq from wicked in a massive hollywood film production instead, where he met ariana grande. THE ariana grande.

and then yeah. at some point, he and grande broke up with their respective partners, (slater leaving both his wife AND newborn son) jumped into a new relationship, and now the whole wider internet knows who he is but certainly not for the right reasons.

there's been speculation regarding whether or not grande and slater had cheated on their previous partners before their relationship began with various sources coming out of the woodwork saying "yes they did" and others saying "no they didn't" -- humans are all perfectly capable of making stuff up, the media especially, so i simply don't know who to trust and i admit it had completely shattered my whole good impression of him - PLUS it gave the wider internet an absolutely awful first impression of him, resulting in, yeah, the (frankly, unflattering, sometimes downright cruel) memes of him popping up on twitter and, as i discovered yesterday, in non-theatre youtubers' videos who would literally never have heard of him if not for the slater-grande romance 🥲

FULL COVERAGE of the situation as it was happening can all be found on the lovely @notasimpleslater's blog under the tag 'ozgate' if you want to delve deeper!

[u5an5]

Of things extra: Once Upon a Witchlight Ep. 25 | Firefighters

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! Fair warning, this post contains SPOILERS. If you don't want to be spoiled, STOP READING !

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The bullywug seems to not be paying any attention at all to what you're doing, so engrossed in this work, as you look at him for a moment. And then you notice how he looks.

You can see that the leathers that he's wearing are worn and wet, they're covered in sweat. He has been working, and working, and working for who knows how long. He looks exhausted, he has dark bags under his eyes. He's breathing heavily, he's covered in soot, the little bit of hair that he has on his head is singed. Where eyebrows would be, they have been clearly charred away.

The work he's been doing here must have been taking up all of his time for who knows how long, and he is not stopping until the work is done.

He doesn't even seem to notice as Gideon begins to channel his Innate Flame ability, and you watch as all of the fire begins to enlarge for just a moment, the six embers on the floor glowing incredibly bright, nearly blinding. That core in the centre, that bright white core of the flame, illuminating this room in a quick flash of brilliant light...

As a rain cloud forms ahead and water begins to rush down.

All of the individual flames are completely snuffed out, and you hear for a second a quick huffing and

"A- Are they gone? Is it- Is it over? Are they finally gone..?"

As the embers themselves illuminate.

Gideon can hear inside his head

"One of us. One of us. One of us! One of-!! Traitor."

As the fire begins to be doused by the water, the chanting stops, being replaced by chittering.

And you watch as the embers slowly collapse for a second before blinding light again, and flames whip out this way and that. 12 large pops and crackles come out as you see tiny little flame sprites shoot out of them and they begin to skirt around.

Gideon hears inside his head

"Not one of us. Enemy. Traitor. Fire traitor. Form the master."

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6x[Sprite]'s surround (Krew)

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Turn 1

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The way that those entities of pure flame move is almost... hypnotic. You try to pry your eyes from them but you find it difficult to look away (charisma saving throw)

You look at the bullywug and you find him entranced by the flame for a moment but his eyes... he steels himself. He's exhausted, he's had enough of this. He's been staring into the flame for Gods know how long and he will not succumb to its allure. He pries his eyes away from it and he skitters to one side of the room. He finds a corner and a table that he upturns and hides behind, away from fires.

Twig and Frost however stare into the flame. One particular sprite has captivated them, and as the fire sprite begins to actually dance, spin and twirl, Frost and Twig are so entranced by it (Charmed-like effect on Twig and Frost after failing throw)

You can only move towards the sprite that hypnotized you and you cannot take any actions against it. You can repeat the save at the beginning of your turn, after moving towards it.

All of you are overcome with this hypnotism of these entities. Gideon, in your head you still hear the spattering of voices as they talk over each other, in your innate fire you feel almost like you could communicate with them. And from what you can hear, they're incredibly distrusting of you, as they believe you're here to destroy.

You watch as Twig is slowly moving towards one of these fire things, Frost is staring intently at one of them as it dances.

(Frost) - He moves towards the sprite, totally hypnotised

[Sprite1] - You make your way into the space with this fire sprite and you stare into it. This tiny little entity, no larger than the palm of your hand. As it swirls and dances it begins to rise up into the air, almost as if it is walking on smoke. It swirls around your head, doing this beautiful elaborate movements. And just as it makes its way directly to face you it smiles at you with its large, burning ember eyes. And you blink. You realise it's not something you should be fooling with. But its grin is right in front of your face. Sharp teeth, anger on its face, as flames whip around it (-3 fire damage, Ignited) It almost seems to drink in your pain

-He rears back in pain and warns others about the sprites as he gets a grip on himself (charisma saving throw, succeed)

-He lashes out with his magic, creating a white-blue ball of swirling energy that collapses, looking almost like a snowball and as he tosses it into the sprite in front of him, he doubles it and throws it at the sprite on his left (Chromatic Orb, -1 sorcerer point for Twinned Spell Metamagic, disadvantage; attack, hits -18 cold damage to Sprite1; attack, hits -19 cold damage to Sprite2]

[Sprite1] & [Sprite2] - You watch as (Frost) throws these icy orbs at these sprites, and as the ice and fire collide they burst and pop, as both of them disappear, completely decimated

Gideon, In your head you hear "No! Traitors. Create the master."

[Sprite3-6] - All of these entities move towards them and begin to dance, and they whip around them, surrounding them in ring of fire, blasting their magic (Twig -quite a bit of damage, Gricko -4 damage, Kremy -1 damage, Gideon -4 damage, all of these fire damage; +1 Ignited charge)

(Gricko) - reaction; he jolts back as he holds out his rook totem and silvery spectral wings surround him (Gift of Metalic Dragon; attack hits)

(Kremy) - Feel fire of these entities lick at him (-4 fire damage, +1 Ignited charge)

-He waves his cane as all light from the fire go out for a moment, as shadows whip around the room and then climb up his body. Ominous jazz faint wails of dead are audible as his form turns into something resembling silhouette, as neon glyphs appear on his body with markings resembling blacklight skull makeup on his face (Form of Dread, +2 hitpoints)

-Neon pins appear in the air around him, as they fly towards sprites (Bane 2lvl, fails on Sprite5)

Bane - Up to three creatures of your choice that you can see within range must make Charisma saving throws. Whenever a target that fails this saving throw makes an attack roll or a saving throw before the spell ends, the target must roll a d4 and subtract the number rolled from the attack roll or saving throw.

(Gideon) - (-4 fire damage, +1 Ignited charge) He takes out his cigar and puts it right to its head. After he takes a puff he comments how he does not like either how many weird creatures having direct access to his brain, nor being called a traitor, as he punches it as hard as he can (melee attack, hits -12 fist damage, -6 fire damage - immune)

[Sprite3] - despite looking entirely made up from fire, when you punch it directly in the body your fist does connect, doing critical damage, as you see licks of flame and sparks shoot out from where it lands and you watch as it pops into a puff of smoke

"Summon the Master"

(Gricko) - (-2 fire damage, +1 Ignited charge) Holding his totem, he asks it for help as he transforms into large, two-headed vulture with huge wings, as he lets out a cry (Star Form)

-He flies up between closest sprites and begins to beat his wings as a whirl of wind starts to rise up, picking up pieces of debris, obscuring them from the view (Dust Devil)

(Twig) - (-1 fire damage, +1 Ignited charge) A sprite floats directly in front of Twig's face, as she reaches out into the debris, as she grabs the sprite and pulls it towards her. As she holds it in her hand she marvels on its beauty, as she seems to be having a silent conversation with it. She looks down and agrees to something, as she puts it into her mouth and swallows it

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Turn 2

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As you begin to watch the one Sprite still visible to you it begins to swell... and shift. Bright piercing light fills the room and you feel yourselves overcome yet again by this strange hypnotizing undulation of the flame (charisma saving throw)

(Frost) once again feels the need to move towards the Sprites, hypnotized by them ((Frost) failed the saving throw)

You notice as Embers once again ignite as 12 more Sprites pop out.

(Frost) - He moves towards the sprite (-1 fire damage, +1 Ignited charge; saving throw fail)

You look at the Sprite and it's beautiful. It's primal. You're intelligent, you know that life as you know wouldn't exist if not for the flame. And these are entities of pure fire. As the Sprite looks up to you, you no longer see the sharp teeth and wicked smile. It looks demure and quite cute as it smiles up at you, and for the first time you hear a voice in your head, saying "Eat me."

-He shrugs, stating it makes perfect sense, as he swallows it

You feel warmth in your belly, the type of warmth you have never experienced before. It is cozy, it feels safe. It feels like... this is exactly what you were born to do.

[Sprites] - They surround everyone ({Frost), fail; (Gricko), fail; (Kremy), hits -2 damage, +1 Ignited charge; {Twig), hit -3 damage, +1 Ignited charge)

(Kremy) - (-7 fire damage, +2 Ignited charge; saving throw fail)

You immediately look down at one of these things and you feel a connection to them now. This fire that burns in your belly is... not unnatural, it is... primal. And these entities could be- should be one with you (Charisma saving throw disadvantage, fail)

You look at this entity as it floats in front of you. You pick it up, and as you're holding it you hear "Eat me."

-He shrugs and swallows it

And you watch as {Kremy) picks up and consumes one of these Sprites

(Gideon) - He sees that (Gricko) is being surrounded by Sprites and he charges at the one closest to him and swats at it (melee attack, hits -8 damage)

You feel your fist connect like with the previous one, and just like the previous one it pops out of existence

(Gricko) - (-4 fire damage, +2 Ignited charge; saving throw fail)

-He tries to take a closer look at the embers that made the Sprites show up (Int check, 12)

Looking around, trying to assess what is going on, you notice that the embers are becoming brighter. You notice that, even with the rain, these never fully went out, some part of them wasn't extinguished, though it was very close. Fighting the sprites individually seems to be pointless. And then you remember that since making the rain, you haven't used an water, didn't you... (P.S. from DM: There are buckets of water btw, you know)

-He whips his wings, as he sends his cyclone towards the buckets and the ember closest to them. It picks them up, as water rises into it, as water covers everything on its way, including the ember

[Ember] - (Gideon), you hear in your head "NO! THE MASTER!", as this ember darkens and turns into pile of ash

-He screams for others to go for the embers, as he plays high annoying tone on his ocarina and in flash of blue a cloud of sturges appears, as it swarms around the sprites (Wither and Bloom, hit -1 necrotic, -2 necrotic, -2 necrotic)

{Twig) - She shakes her head, as she regains clearness of her mind and as others instruct, she flies up to the bucket and she douses the closest ember in the water

[Ember] - (Gideon), you once again hear in your head "NO! THE MASTER! Traitor!", as this ember darkens

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Turn 3

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You see the embers once again ignite, the four left of them begin to glow. You watch as one of them launches an orb of fire towards the ember {Twig) just doused and it lights up back to life

{Frost) - (-3 fire damage, +1 Ignited charge; saving throw succeeds)

-He grabs the closest ember like a hot potato and using his mind powers he throws it into a bucket of water (Mage Hand)

With a sizzle and a pop, you watch as it lands and immediately feel pain in your belly and a sense of almost... sadness. For just a split second.

-He moves to the closest bucket (-3 fire damage, +1 Ignited charge) and drinks from it

This is disgusting. This tastes the way dirty feet smell. This is not liquid the way the water should be. It is filled with chunks of moss and algae, leaves and bits of things, you are unsure if you swallowed a bone. There is silt swirling through this stuff and as you get to the bottom its consistency is more like watered down porridge rather than beverage And it is rancid. But your efforts are not fruitless. You feel that burning core inside of you extinguish, and the lack of this warmth fills you with coldness. You feel much colder than before, as a shiver comes over you.

[Sprites] - Move towards closest ({Kremy), fail -7 fire damage, +3 Ignited charge; (Gricko), -3 fire damage, +1 Ignited charge)

(Gricko) - You feel the need to stare into this Sprite that is next to you, as the overwhelming sense of warmth in your body begins to overtake you. You look towards this sprite... (charisma saving throw, disadvantage) However, you do not succumb to the allure of this entity, and you focus back on the mission at hand (succes)

{Kremy)| - (-3 fire damage, +1 Ignited charge; saving throw succeeds)

You break the eye contact with one of the Sprites and you shake off the charm, though you feel... warm. You begin to sweat. There is a fire burning inside of you... You are on the verge.

-He blasts a spell at one of the sprites and, feeling a little hungry, chomps down on the other (Eldritch Blast, hits -11 damage; Hungry Jaws, hits -6 damage, gives +2AC)

[Sprite] - As you blast it with a spell, it extinguishes. [Sprite] - You toss this sprite into the air, and as its careneing down towards your open maw, you hear "I didn't ask for this-!" as it lands on your tongue and you swallow it whole.

You watch as |{Kremy}| begins to illuminate. Between all creases of his scales you see light spilling forth, as the remaining embers begin to throb and pulse with fiery light. And then you see smoke spill out of |{Kremy}|'s nose, his mouth, and in unison, (Gideon), from these embers and one remaining sprite, you hear "The Master comes forward...", as |{Kremy}| begins to take off his clothes.

|{Kremy}|, it is warm. You're sweating profusely, you open your mouth to take in a breath and you watch as smoke pours from |{Kremy}| maw, as one, two, three, four, five embers, followed by two sprites, which begin to swirl around the center of the room. They create a swirling fame whirlpool, as from it a fire elemental rises, The Ragnaros.

And you see as, in the middle of the room this entity begins to rise. He's an elemental of pure fire and ember, it's infused with his body.

The room itself is filled with smoke, the vision in here is significantly lowered. You're having a hard time seeing each other, your breathing is labored as you breathe in this ash and smoky air, as this entity is looming over you, incredibly large.

But you can see a light within him, drawing your attention, as you look at its hypnotic dance (charisma saving throw)

(Gideon) - (saving throw, fail)

As you look at this being, you see kin. Family. An entity of flame. And those sprites weren't wrong, you were treacherous. You tried to douse the flame. But you should never douse the flame. You should feed the flame. And as you look around you, your friends... they're not family, they're not of the fire like you are. They will try to stop this being and that is unacceptable. (You see your friends as foes, and this entity is friendly to you)

-He spins around from the elemental and swings his leg at (Gricko), protecting it (attack, miss)

-As he misses he catches (Gricko)'s head between his hands and as Gricko smiles at him he smiles back and punts him in face (attack, hits -9 damage, -3 fire damage)

Though this entity haven't said to you anything, it's not like these Sprites were able to, you feel its approval, you feel its happiness with you, that you are one of the fold, you are one of the many, you are one of the Flame

(Gricko) - He looks upwards as he finds a balloon basket above Ragnaros, the thunderbird cries out and fills it up with water (Create Water)

As the water fills the basket, the weight of it causes the ropes holding it to give way and all of baskets contest spills out onto the elemental, covering him in water, doing him significant damage. You watch as bits of this Elemental are extinguished, you can see the rocky, magma-like exterior beneath the flames, as smoke pours out all over the room. It becomes harder to breathe.

-He then calls Dust Devil, hoping to once again make a whirlwind of water

{Twig) - She looks at Kremy, then Gricko, then fires a blast (Eldritch Blast, hits -13 force damage)

(Kremy) - You're hit with green fetid magic, the smell of swamp water infused with the power within it. He's still a little out of it when he looks up after spewing out the Elemental. He's confused when he sees (Gideon) hitting (Gricko) in the face and sorry when he sees the elemental. The last thing he sees is a green bolt of magic, as he falls onto the floor, his consciousness fading in and out as he lays limp.

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Turn 4

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(Frost) - he turns around, spits the disgusting water out, seeing the Dust Devil doused with water, he tries to teleport the creature into the water of the swamp (Vortex Warp, -3 sorcery points for roll to be at disadvantage, succes)

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It is hard to see in this smoke filling the room, this entity oozing smoke from the moment it was formed. The Master, as it was called by these Sprites. You've had enough. Kremy is unconscious and this needs to end now. You see a look of shock and dread on its face, as it pops out of existence. You hear a loud SPLASH!!, and the sound of rippling waves, as this entity is submerged in the water.

You wait one moment. Two. Three. And you hear nothing else.

No sounds of an entity trying to claw its way out of the water, all is... quiet.

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[mariocki]

Patrick Troughton guests as ruthless racketeer George, out to silence the man who can identify his brother as a murderer, in Dial 999: Key Witness (1.26, ABC, 1959)

[dawnthefluffyduck]

Sunday doodles

[bmpmp3]

man in his mid 20s who says tee hee

[rarepairnation]

i've gotten so mad about the tomato scene to such an irrational level that i've actually come all the way around the other side and decided that in a vacuum removed completely from the rest of the film denethor portrayal, that i can make it good. now i know i sound crazy but i promise i haven't been replaced with a pod person just hear me out for a moment. i just think that it COULD be the image of a father who cannot bear to think about the fact that he has lost one son already and must now send the other back out onto the field because there is no other captain who could even halfway hold the line. it isn't, but it could be. i think what i really mean is that i think adding a scene in that specific location in the narrative, structured around some of the same motifs, could add a lot to the denethor despair arc (that doesn't even exist in the film, but that is neither here nor there).

think of it as a precursor to "i have sent my son out unthanked unblessed onto the field of battle and now here he lies with poison in his veins." like it acts kind of as a midpoint between point A, them parting with harsh words/"then faramir's restraint gave way"/faramir forcing denethor into ordering him to his very possible doom and denethor not having any other choice but to do it, and point C, when faramir returns wounded/dying and he completely crumbles. where he is perhaps regretting the harshness of his words, regretting the things he has done, but in this moment he cannot allow himself to feel any of that regret at all because he has done what he needed to and that was the only choice he possible could have made, as the steward, and he has ever been only the steward with his sons. he sits here with his bread and cheese (and, fine, tomatoes) and eats because it is what he is meant to do. he is the lord of gondor; he is the one person who is indispensable to gondor (and his son(s), no matter how harsh it is, are not) and it is his duty to go on while they fight and so what else can he do but. have the afternoon meal.

and pippin is here, too, and he asks him for a song. please make it so that i do not need to think about the thing i have just done. and pippin sings edge of night, because pippin loves denethor, too, and he wants him to realize that faramir also loves him, and would not do this if he didn't love him, at least as gondor, if not as his father. he doesn't let him not think about it, but perhaps it is a plea for him to recognize the sacrifice faramir is making, and to reconcile with him, if he still can. and it could also be an honouring of his despair. that he wishes things could be different, but if they are not, at least pippin will sing of it, so that it can be remembered. he understood poor denethor a bit better or something.

and as he sings it's interspersed with scenes, rather than faramir riding towards certain doom and sacrifice, of him fighting, and winning, until he no longer can. home is behind, the world ahead - him at the rearguard of the retreating company, minas tirith so far away, fighting like hell to see at least some of his men all the way home. and there are many paths to tread - denethor, eating, but we can tell the food is the very last thing on his mind, we can tell all his mind is bent towards the retreat, that if he could carry faramir through this himself he could. through shadow, to the edge of night, until the stars are all alight - faramir turning his horse to ride back towards the nazgul even as we see the rest of the company scatter, until he faces at last a foe he cannot surmount. mist and shadow, cloud and shade - and we see that maybe denethor knows somewhere in himself what his son faces; it is the fortitude of his mind, after all, and his mastery of his horse, and the blood of numenor, that let him even think of challenging the nazgul. all shall fade - and the black breath takes him at last. all shall fade.

i think i want it to be able to be read as a condemnation of leading from the rear/sacrificing your own son for a battle you would not fight/even of just being unwilling to confront the reality of the consequences of your decisions. the very real consequences of valuing duty over love. to act as a setup for when he himself has that realization, and the way in which it breaks him. without being a complete villainization of the choices he made. this all is under the assumption of literally everything else going along with book canon denethor and faramir and inserting this into all of that. What If It Were In Character.

[x-crowmancer-x]

AAAAA WEEK 1 ART FIGHT ATTACKS/REVENGES >:0

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☆!!ROXY!!☆ for Cheesyrat

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Wanted: Silly or Stringed [Finch] for cyan-ide

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"Over 30(,000) and Flirty" for eyeballth3vampire

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wacky Wyck hours for lemonscreamsies

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Night Life Zeke for Monstrous_Maw

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HYPER HOODIE HOURS for HoodiesNightmares

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[halloweendeity]

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[olipopsoda]

are you into the @/fuck-you-muppet-joker? Are you actually married to him Olipop?

As I’ve repeatedly said on this blog, I am single. I have never been married.

I was not even aware that @/fuck-you-muppet-joker existed until I was tagged in their posts.

I have no interest in them. Also they seem to want to fuck raccoons, so I’m not sure why they’re interested in me, someone who is not a raccoon.

[downtherabbitholewithlucy]

So to continue my theme of Ken™Doll-Sam

Here's Ken!Sam in the "My Way" music video looking like Ken!René from the Aqua music video for "Barbie Girl"

And here's Ken!Sam with his perfectly quaffed hair playing his bass next to animated Ken with his perfectly quaffed hair playing... well a shit ton of instruments.

[always-a-slut-4-ghouls]

I have this tea cup I made in highschool (it’s really cute and was designed more like those Japanese ones without a handle than it was those fancy English style with even more elements to them) but I never actually asked if the glaze we used was food safe (we all used the same glaze on those cups specifically because the teacher glazed those ones in particular and I don’t remember checking. I glazed and painted every other project but only one of them was something you would use for food and that thing broke a few years ago and was honestly more decorative) and this has haunted me ever since. It’s a super cute cup and I adore it, but I have no idea if I can use it for its intended purpose and while I could buy a lead testing kit I’m not sure how I would check for anything else that might have been in that glaze. I know the color used but not the brand, so that’s not really a help either. The teacher I had left the district after that year because our school district paid art teachers a shit wage and we rotated through them like elementary school kids needing new shoes every year. I’m not entirely sure how I would contact her, but even if I did track her down (something not entirely impossible from what I know about her life outside of teaching us for a year, I would feel slightly weird about it though, even though she was my favorite art teacher) but I highly doubt she would remember something like the glaze she used on one project her students made at a school she taught at for one year. I’m not sure what other testing kits I would need besides lead to confidently say it’s safe enough for my personal use, and it’s annoyed me for several years now.

[lucalicatteart]

Poll adventure (paventure? lol) Day 10: read the small story tidbit below the poll for more details, OR just vote based on initial impression

(✦ see past poll results + further information HERE (link) ✦)

Yesterday's poll decided that The Adventurer should join the travelers on the larger river boat for a short lunch ...

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"Before he even fully musters the courage to shout a 'hello', the large group on the boat initiates contact first, gleefully waving at him, whooping and shouting as they near his tiny raft in the water. Apparently, some of them were betting over whether they'd actually find any other travelers out on the river today.. He fumbles over his words a bit, as always, but somehow manages to successfully get himself invited onto their boat for a quick lunch..

After safely securing his raft to the side of the boat with some spare rope, he climbs aboard, stumbling into the excitement of some sort of celebration. A few of them explain that they're traveling for 'kahesallei', an old elven holiday recently re-popularized in some of the larger cities nearby. Whatever it's true meaning and origins used to be, the current significance (at least to those within the city walls) seems to just be mindless feasting, drinking, and gaudy decor. Most of the traveling group are strangers to each other, only brought together by catching a ride on the same tour/party boat, but the mood is light, quite friendly between them, and perhaps a bit drunk.

While the boat itself is relatively plain wood, it's been strewn with gold and orange banners, flags, shimmery tassels, beads, and bushels of dark green ivy braided with fresh herbs and wildflowers. There are flat round tables of food and drink, plenty of cushions to lounge on, and one random guy perched precariously on the edge railing of the boat, gently strumming a lute for background music..

The elderly ship captain hobbles over to The Adventurer, sternly explaining that, no matter what the 'silly' passengers say, he's only allowed to stay for an hour because he didn't pay for a boat ride ticket, and thus really shouldn't even be allowed on board. By the time The Adventurer has mentally processed this information, the captain has already returned to his little steering room, slamming the door shut with a displeased grunt.. It probably wouldn't be a good idea to confront him or question the rules...... But! Hey, at least he has one hour at the party.. How should he spend his time? "

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Additional Information

the adventurer's current main goal: follow his map to reach the abandoned castle ruins and see the rare animal specialist about the mysterious egg he has

[girlcockholmes]

state of feminism rn literally makes me want to swallow a bomb