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[criticalcrux]

Activity

Modern Au || @icybreaths

Untitled Grimmjow and Jewel || @icybreaths

Untitled Grimmjow and Jewel || @icybreaths

Vizards down time - Love and Suzuran || @moonlightdestruction

Untitled Shunsui and Miki || @hanabiira

Captains in Passing - Aizen and Toshiro || @ryusxnka

[josephandjamie]

pun king

[royalarchivist]

[A sad violin song plays over an image of a sad hamster]

Pac: This doesn't have anything to do with me – I wear a blue sweatshirt, you're crazy, this mouse doesn't even have a sweatshirt, this hamster! [Reading chat] Am I a depressed hamster?

[ Transcript continued ↓ ]*

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Pac: Actually– that's fine! I embrace that idea – of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy? [He hits his desk, then starts counting off people on his fingers] Fit is gone, Richarlyson is gone, Ramon is gone, Bagi and Empanada who were always there when we were there are also gone, I haven't seen them! It's just me and Tubbo, and sometimes Philza shows up.

Pac: I lost Chume Labs, I lost the Favela, I lost Murder Mystery, I lost Ilha Chume Labs, it's crazy! Look at how much I've lost, and I've gained nothing! Of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy?! How am I supposed to be happy?!

Pac: [Reading chat] "You have us Pac," that's true, thank you. No, that's true, sorry.

* NOTE: Please note that this is an incomplete transcript, as I was primarily relying on Aypierre's translation mod at the time and if I am not confident of the translation, I do not include it. As always, please feel free to add on translations or message me corrections.

[onesidedradiostatic]

Thought of another way that Vox could essentially "blush" His screen slowly gets more and more red the "harder" it blushes, which will eventually lead to a glitch/overheating. I mean, his screen is already blue and it getting more and more red would literally be him getting "red in the face" Is this important to anything? No, but it's very important to me

(reference to this)

yeah I just love how creative we can get when it comes to vox blushing because he's a fucking tv head but it's amazing how many things people can come up with. also the idea of fake blushing vs real blushing oh my god he would do that, he would absolutely fake being bashful to butter people up and it's so funny if people who KNOW how he ACTUALLY blushes know he's full of bullshit.

[ceo-mochee]

Happy Halloween gang 💥💥💥

Suffering really bad burnout so I couldn't rlly make much but urmmmmm... here's some older sketches of my idea lol....

Axel + Lukas as Michael Myers and Laurie Strode from the movie Halloween 🎃🔪

Love turning my otps into my other favorite media's I actually rlly enjoy this slasher movie rheheh

[plurralthiing]

cant think of a good title for this. take cookie transgirl and her cookie friend made of leaves

[minecraftorangesheepjpg]

ahh yeah baby here we go again

[nashewsart]

Another canvas full of OC doodles~

[kumakuma-circus]

compilation of dumb shit from my various incomplete p4 fanfics that i will probably maybe actually finish and post on ao3 at somepoint-

[wordswhisperinthedark]

WB158 I'M HUGGING YOU SO HARD ❤️😭

[invinciblerodent]

to the person who just went through my dwarf characters' tags from 2016 and liked like 40 posts, how does it feel to hold my heart in your hands like it's a fragile little baby bird

[barbieb0y]

my multifandom ass is having war flashbacks from this ... does anyone remember the white bitch forest incident with a game called a3! a while ago ... i mean i stopped playing a3 when that happened but it was still super funny

[5uptic]

not to take over the inbox [don't have to publish if you want] but yeah 5undy haunts me. like every so often i'll just get randomly brain-blasted back to the golden era and wonder. like the other day i was watching an old amogus video and 5up announced to everyone the meaning of a word in dutch, like. c'mon i wasn't emotionally ready for that.

no but really. like 5up's friendship with fundy was such a highlight because 5up just didn't have that sort of dynamic with anyone else. he'd hold people at arm's length and halfheartedly play into bits, but with fundy suddenly he was ALL IN. playing up the bromance of it all and flirting non stop and like, beyond that, actually becoming best friends. they would hang out offline and watch movies and play chess and god i want what they had. fundy was also someone who i believe influenced 5up to come out of his shell around his other streamer groups, get sillier and bolder and connect with people in different ways. stuff like seeing him adopt fundy's mannerisms would drive me crazy. he murdered his sleep schedule in order to keep up with the dutch timezone!!!

a moment that often appears unwarranted in my mind is this one clip from a ppsat lobby. i'm pissed i can't find it rn but it's when 5up tells boomer he loves him just to piss gumi off, but the freudian slip kicks in and he goes "i love you fu- uh, boomer". fucked up in every way possible.

[sweet-beezus]

The Vision™

[quilleth]

“It was dark, it was cold, and I was scared.  But then I saw the Moon. It was so big, and it was so bright it seemed to chase the darkness away. And when it did, I wasn’t scared anymore.”

Inspired by this gifset/quote, Shang Qinghua as Jack Frost and Mobei Jun as a moon god! SQH trying to figure out how to get closer to this hot mysterious man he sees sometimes when the moon is fullest and he doesn’t feel as scared of everything and why he would possibly help him of all people. MBJ’s appearance changes with the moon’s phases, so SQH can’t recognize him sometimes, but they absolutely met before, during a new moon when SQH helped moon god MBJ out of a sticky situation.  Yes new moon mbj is basically just normal mbj what of it xD

I just realized that i gave SQH frosted tips like what were popular when i was younger because i didn’t want to give him completely white hair like jack frost has in the movie >< Because i wanted it to look frosted over and you usually still see the color of something under the frost

[optiwashere]

Also Shadowheart/Asheera, B9? I swear you did write something like this before but hey, new angles,

I have written something to this effect before, but like you said - new angles and all that. Plus, it's not like it's something that Shadowheart just "gets over" you know? Either way, thank you for requesting this one!

Let's end the prompt bash with my two favorite ladies 💜

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B9. Convinced that their past makes them irredeemable, Character A struggles with Character B's affections (This technically takes place after Chapter 2 of one of my ongoing fics, Blades in the Night, but all you need for context is that it's post-canon)

Night fell on the Trade Way, stars in haphazard patterns that Shadowheart couldn't read for any constellations.

All she saw were dots of light in the sea of darkness. Seams in the black fabric of night, none of them strong enough to light the world. The moon was dim that night. All was dark save for the small fire she and Asheera built together.

Stargazing kept her mind from staring at the shadows of the trees around them. Yet another forest.

More trees. More hiding places for the Sharran assassins set on ruining what future Shadowheart thought she could have. Each of the shadows in those trees, distant enough that her darkvision couldn't reach them, could have been a shifting figure with a nocked arrow.

"Quiet tonight," whispered Asheera near her.

She was sitting next to Shadowheart by the fire. When she sat down, Shadowheart didn't know.

"I suppose it is. Not much reason for most to travel this way, I assume." Shadowheart glanced her way, then returned her gaze to the sky.

"I meant you."

"Oh."

The low hunting call of a nocturnal bird was the only sound on the road for a handful of breaths. Shadowheart couldn't keep her eyes off the stars.

All around them they were bathed in darkness, yet still they shone. Did the stars too, then, understand what it felt like to consider the darkness? Think it preferable? Did whichever god that hung them in the sky know the feel of its creator's blood on its hands as Shadowheart felt of her parents? Had that god ever heard its parents scream as it worked the interrogator's techniques on them in ignorant devotion to some other, greater god?

It must have. Its work showed in the sky. On some mornings, the sky bled red, and the clouds were stained the same way Shadowheart knew her hands were stained.

Tainted.

"Love, are you all right?" asked Asheera, her voice so soft that Shadowheart shivered at its softness. Her hand fell on Shadowheart's shoulder, thumb rubbing gently. "You've been quiet for hours."

"Have I?" Shadowheart turned to stare at the hand on her. When she tilted her head up to look at Asheera, her tusks glinted in the firelight. "If I said I was contemplating the night sky, would you laugh at me?"

"Depends on why. I have a feeling it's not exactly a humorous occasion."

Waiting a moment, Shadowheart sighed. She didn’t know how to word this. "When you see a star in the night's sky, what do you think of it?"

Asheera shifted her jaw, grinding her tusks against her lip as she thought. Her brows knitted together above the bridge of her nose. "I see a forge weld, like pieces of a breastplate stitched together. Each of those stars keeps the world from falling into total darkness. They're beautiful that way. Why, what do you see?"

"Naïve children that think they can fend off eternal darkness. Destined to die, fade away. Become nothing."

At once, Asheera sat closer, her arm shifting to hold Shadowheart at the waist. Her arm wrapped around Shadowheart and pulled her tight. She was warm. Warmer than the fire. Instinctively, Shadowheart rested her head on Asheera's shoulder. Despite the distance - perhaps because of the oath Asheera swore to protect her - Shadowheart swore she could hear the echo of her heartbeat.

She was so damn warm, and Shadowheart could only think of the darkness blanketing the light in the sky. How a star could be snuffed out in an instant, replaced instantly by shadows.

Shadowheart's breaths hitched. For a moment, she worried her thoughts mingled with Asheera's mind. But the tadpole was gone. Her thoughts were her own, completely free from unfortunate sharing or melding of emotions.

The warmth of Asheera's body enveloped her deeper as Asheera slid her palm down Shadowheart's arm. Close, covered in that palm. Fingers slipped between hers. Held tight.

"You have no reason to fear that," whispered Asheera. "You are not that darkness."

"I broke people for decades. Including my own parents."

"You didn't know—"

"And that absolves me? That's meant to stop me from remembering what I've done?" Shadowheart growled, lifting her head to meet Asheera's gaze. "And what would you know of such loss?"

The words tasted like poison, specifically the extract of carrion crawler innards that could paralyze and trigger violent spasms in its victim. Acrid like burnt flowers. Disgust welled at the bottom of her throat, and she meant to turn away from Asheera, but she could only stare into the deep, ruddy brown eyes that searched her face.

She expected Asheera to pull away.

Instead, she reaffirmed her grip on Shadowheart's hand.

Instead of pulling away, she smiled weakly.

Instead of leaving Shadowheart to wallow in that darkness, Asheera said, "It's not meant to do anything. It's a reminder. But I understand. I understand, though if you think I'm going to sit idly while you compare yourself to the empty night sky, you're more clueless than I expected."

"You think me clueless, then?"

"Let’s just say that I remember hearing the zealot that I met on a floating squid ship regurgitate Sharran dogma." Asheera lifted the corner of her mouth in a curved half-smile. "She was so very different from the smiling drunk that said she cared about refugees."

And somehow, Shadowheart smiled again. She nearly laughed too.

Rather than say a word and ruin what Asheera offered with open arms, Shadowheart nestled back into her embrace.

The two of them watched the stars until the fire became a glimmering, constant light that refused to die. Though they were wrapped in the dark for a moment, darkvision revealing the world in grayscale again, the stars still shone.