#I assume this is a coincidence

[robindaydream]

Listening to the Greenridge theme tonight and thinking about the fact that a big part of the fantasy appeal of SLARPG is the idea of a quaint small town in the middle of nowhere that’s super accepting of gay and trans people and is full of them. Like one of those everyone knows each other kinds of places, surrounded by beautiful nature and fresh air, but one that could include you, too. Where you wouldn’t be the only one.

And then your gay trans neighbors are cute furries on top of everything else.

[querro]

my favourite part of the decked out guests stream was the two-way "thats what she said" bit. and i havent seen anyone talking about it

[claraoswalds]

It's racist, my dear, to be blunt. People come from outside, they think we're all witches and druids. For God's sake, child, you walked into a piece of string!

[pipperoo]

kinda obsessed with the fact that grace isn’t in “go go nighthawks.” the person that came up with the whole plan to get back at max and to chop up and hide his body, is the one student that doesn’t reap the benefits from it.

her saying “mama i’m cured” only after she saw ghost max in her dream and thought he wasn’t sexy at all just shows how nothing changed for her after max died. it took that dream for her to move on. and it shows that those feelings were all grace and not actually max’s fault. (he certainly didn’t help, but he never made her have that fantasy)

i’m so curious about how those two weeks were for her

[stealingpotatoes]

gives you Darth Vader Mr potato head and runs off saying “ GIVE THAT TO LUKE OK BYE”

[spotsandsocks]

Vampire!Buck munching on cardboard because it feels kinda good

Eddie: Wtf are you doing Buck?

😆😆😆

Well that had just put a big smile on my face thank you - and now beloved anon I hope you read this and enjoy (based in same universe as my recent vamp! Buck fic.

“Can I have this?”

Eddie looks over his shoulder to see Buck holding up the box that Christopher’s new trainers got delivered in.

It’s an innocent enough request Buck must need to post something, so he says yes. Why wouldn’t he, it’s good to recycle after all.

It’s odd though because he spots it the next time he’s at Buck’s loft in the recycling bin. It’s definitely the same one because it has the same logo on it. Except it now has several dozen little puncture marks along the edges. Odd but not anything particularly worrying.

Except he finds the same puncture marks on not one but two boxes in the storage closet at the station the following week and then again in a cereal box in his own recycling bin. That one’s been shoved down to the bottom but the wind caught him as he was carrying it all out to the bins so he ended up collecting cardboard and paper from his front yard and staring at the now familiar marks in his own cereal box that he knew he hadn’t put there. It can’t be mice, the bite marks are too big, and that’s what they are bite marks. It looks like a cat has been chewing along the edge, he doesn’t have a cat though. What he does have is a vampire for a boyfriend. A theory starts to form along with a plan to get to the bottom of this little mystery.

He starts leaving out more boxes at home and at Buck’s, also at work to test the theory.

It’s not untill he’s letting himself into Buck’s loft that he gets to the bottom of it. As he walks in he catches sight of Buck behind his kitchen island, the door opening has his boyfriend jumping half way into the sky and spinning so his back is to the door. He had something in his hand. Eddie just catches the sound of something firm but not heavy hitting the ground as Buck turns back around, the perfect picture of guilt.

Trying not to sound too amused he asks his boyfriend casually“what ya doing?”

“Nothing.”

Eddie is well versed in “Buck” and that nothing was definitely a something.

He wanders over until he’s on the same side of the island and he’s looking down at their feet while Buck is looking anywhere but.

On the floor between them is a cardboard box. Eddie stares at his competition.

“Well I can’t say I’d expected to be replaced by the recycling.”

Buck pushes his shoulder with a roll of his eyes and a quiet “shut up” He’s a delightful shade of pink so he must have fed recently.

“Is this another stupid diet?”

Eddie manages to keep a straight face and is rewarded with the reaction he’d hoped for.

“Fuck off! That was a food plan!”

Eddie gives into the grin. “Sure thing baby, and the cardboard is???”

“I just like it ok. It feels good, fun. I like punching the little holes”

Eddie almost loses it when Buck makes a little biting gesture to demonstrate.

“Do you now?”

“Yeah.” Buck shrugs half a smile on his face, “I like making patterns. “

Eddie nods with an amused pout as he starts to unpack the shopping he’d brought over so they could cook, “ok then, don’t let me stop you, nibble away Picasso. ”

Buck scoops to pick up the box and toses it towards the recycling. “You’re hilarious- really”

“At least I know what to get you for Christmas this year.” Eddie smirks at the response.

“Don’t you dare!”

He does dare and gets his ridiculous adorable vampire boyfriend a range of cardboard boxes of various sizes, types and construction for Christmas. Buck pulls a face and throws a pillow at him when he opens his gift but his eyes light up anyway and he starts a range of experiments that keep him happy for hours as he works through the different textures to find out which ones are his favourite.

Eddie watches with a fond and indulgent smile. Chris shakes his head in despair and Buck with a delighted grin finally declares that a medium weight corrugated cardboard provides the superior biting experience by far; at least in terms of cardboard.

He makes it perfectly clear later that his top favourite thing to bite is still Eddie.

[bestworstcase]

I was rewatching the various instances of the silver eyes and. Maybe it was just stylization, since it was the first instance, but it is interesting to me that the time ruby uses it after being active witness to a death is also the only time (as far as I'm aware) that the light behaves similarly to wings (with how it sort of unfurls from in front of the camera, it's always looked like wings to me)

Could just be stylizing, could be because she watches pyrrha die, idk. It is interesting to me though, since in other instances it's just shown as a circular AoE of light

what interests me abt that is, the glare atop beacon tower is meaningfully, materially different from every other glare we’ve seen in that ruby is in a coma for several days afterward. and then her memory of the incident is “i saw pyrrha… and cinder… and then everything when white. […] i remember… my head hurting,” and when she’s asked how she feels right after waking up she indicates that she’s in pain. “i kind of hurt all over.”

rewatch that moment on the tower again, but don’t look at her eyes. look at her HANDS. there is light coming out of her HANDS.

her whole body is glowing. not only that, but it’s physically strenuous, too! ruby doubles over in anguish as her eyes begin to glow and then her body wrenches upright and she flings her head back in this almost convulsive way—it’s as if the light is ripped out of her. and that hurts her very badly: she remembers her head hurting, and then she’s comatose for several days and wakes up still aching everywhere.

this glare is also much more powerful than any of the others we’ve seen; the leviathan demonstrates that petrification with the gentler-to-the-wielder ‘circular aoe’ kind of glare is temporary, and that tracks with maria’s petrification of the nevermore in midair (so that it falls and shatters before it can break free). but the wyvern is petrified for good, or at least for quite a long time.

given the glare’s interesting relationship with the threshold between life and death (and my ‘floodgate’ theory)—the fact of this visually-unique, extra-powerful, injurious-to-the-wielder glare coinciding with the moment of pyrrha’s death is probably not an accident. especially not when you take into consideration that ruby keeps having flashbacks to pyrrha’s final words—which ruby did not see or hear—and hearing pyrrha cry out in her dreams for months after.

imagine you have a deep bowl filled with water with a little spout near the rim such that you can gently tilt the bowl to pour out a small stream of water in a controlled fashion; imagine what would happen if you began to pour at the exact same moment as someone else dropped a big rock into the bowl. what would happen? the kinetic energy of water displaced by the rock would force more water through the spout much faster than normal, and some water would slosh over the rim too. i think pyrrha’s death interacted with ruby’s glare to similar effect.

[sessai]

Batman #1 on trending and Danny Phantom #2

Ok, what happened now?

[some-stars]

didn't want to kill myself even once today and i wrote 950 1500 words, we are so fucking back y'all*

*assuming i haven't just jinxed myself anyway

[sunshine-and-her-ikevil-stuff]

Started downloading Ikerev. You know what that means!

My first impressions of the characters based on the downloading screen profiles!

Noticeably there are less profiles here than other Ikemen games I've played

Ray Blackwell:

Nothing stands out about his appearance, at least with this image. He doesn't look/seem like a king, but for all I know 'king' might mean something else here.

Fenrir Godspeed:

This one looks more interesting 👀 I feel like I have a good sense of his personality just by looking at him. He seems fun

Lancelot Kingsley:

"I am not immune to pretty blond men with blue eyes and sad faces."

I am currently most attracted to him, but that might just be because he reminds me of Elbert (ikevil). We'll just have to see if I like his personality

Jonah Clemence:

Pretty. Not my type of pretty (unless he were a girl), but conventionally pretty. He intrigues me.

I almost feel like I need to do a first impressions based on the prologue or the opening video because this isn't a lot of characters in comparison to the cast I saw in the opening video

[pynkhues]

I hope this doesn't seem like a pressuring ask but I was curious if you were planning to finish like a dogless bone? Under the circumstances it's understandable and within your right to leave the fic incomplete but I was wondering if it was going to be completed. And if you choose to update please update at your leisure, I support you whatever you decide and I know many other readers also support you and want you to be safe.

It doesn't seem pressuring at all, anon! Honestly, I haven't opened the doc since that last round of threats and harrassment on Thursday, which is kind of a bummer, because I suspect that was a part of the intent, especially given I increasingly do think those negative comments on Ungodly Hour were probably from the same cohort of people. I do still plan on finishing it though, and am actually even planning on having a look at it this afternoon, so wish me luck! :-)

[lazzarella]

The shirt Jacob is wearing here in Saltburn reminds me of this one Alain Delon wears in Plein Soleil/Purple Noon

[canonical-transformation]

#*points* my rec #seriously though it's such a good fic #how come crack ends up having better/more compelling characterization than serious stuff? #genshin #rallying enjou fans and paimon appreciators and abyss princess lumine supporters with this #(and people who want the twins to remind us they aren't human every so often)

@hydrachea I can't speak in general, but in my case, comedy and fluff just happen way more easily(*), so the attention+thought I put into analysing character voice/dynamics for ostensibly serious-fic purposes gets channeled there 😭🙃

(* I.e. it feels like I generally spend months if not years painstakingly figuring out plot beats for an action/adventure or trying to figure out the cadence of a character study, whereas meanwhile the silly joke fics write themselves )

[omppupiiras]

something something erika performing amoring siivet and kä performing autiomaa

[pastelaspirations]

I m a g i n e. Picture it.

You're a gunslinger. Have been for a long time. Your reputation proceeds you. Sometimes, that's a good thing. Other times, it's your worst enemy. People either sing your praises and cheer as you walk down the street, or you are constantly looking over your shoulder for the malevolent gazes watching you from the dark. There's no in between. One day, you find yourself at a bar. A rundown bar within a dusty town that seems presumably empty, but you can feel the hostility oozing from every dark corner like a bad omen. You try to ignore it, settling down and ordering a shot of your favorite whiskey. You tell yourself to keep your cool, to act as unsuspecting as possible... but to keep a hand poised near your gun at all times. The bar's swing doors slam open. You glance over your shoulder, raising an eyebrow from under the brow of your dark hat. There stands a red panda; so small, it seems like a bad joke. She is wearing clothes reminiscent to yours, but they're too big for her. It's like she borrowed an older sibling's clothes and then strolled out into town, intent on playing with the big kids.

You don't move, just silently watch this red panda clomp into the bar, heading directly toward you. You don't have anything to say; although, at this point, you questioned if you could even come up with something to say.

The red panda struggles and climbs up the stool, excessively grunting and taking far longer than was comfortable to achieve the action. Once she was finally done, she turns to you, slapping an arm on the bar and asks with the most strained, unhinged laughter you have ever heard in your 45 years of life,

"So. Mouthwashing, am I right-?"

I'm s o r r y. This is all my long, unhinged way to say "I wrote a Mouthwashing fix-it fic in the span of a day and half and wanted to tell you guys, but in the most cursed way possible"

Why did I write this cursed lil ramble to say something which could have easily been said in one sentence??

I don't know.

I'm just showing you guys my weird, niche ability to write really cursed stuff but with such misleading language, you can be tricked into thinking I'm n o t writing an elaborate shit post.

I am obsessed with Mouthwashing, man. I relate to Curly so much, so I wrote a one shot where he actually got it right-

Fun fact; writing this fic, I discovered something about myself.

I really like sort of pathetic, blond himbo men who make mistakes, but ultimately mean well and have a heart of gold.

First, it was Asgore, my beloved. <3 Now, Curly has joined him. Something is wrong with me.

W A I T, C R A P. I JUST REALIZED. IN STARDEW, THE PERSON I LATCH ONTO THE MOST IS SAM. HE'S NOT A MIDDLE-AGED, SCRUNKLY MAN LIKE ASGORE OR CURLY YET, BUT HE'S LIKE. THE BABY VERSION. GOD, HELP ME, I AM REALIZING TERRIBLE THINGS ABOUT MYSELF-

[sualne]

(vague spoilers for the new vita carnis video)

the new vita carnis episode is soooo funny to me personally lmao, i was literally thinking about drawing a lil comic about that two weeks long psychotic episode where mimics were following me and multiplying over the days and how i drew the line at the elder mimic ogling me from the corner of the bathroom door and now the new ep is kind of that, even the time sort of matches, amazing. epic. farrens is having the worst time of his life and i went "oh that's oomf" when elder mimic showed up.