#RETURN MY LOVE SPELL

[soulsty]

I am slowly losing my grasp on reality

[millidew]

maizuru and milsiril are my favorite fucked up dungeon meshi mother figures

[arleniansdoodles]

Here are Luke and Leia again, this time attending a ball on Naboo from chapter 12 of @spell-cleaver‘s The Protégé!

This one was quite a treat to draw, especially since I’ve had this image in my head for some time now: the twins fitting together like puzzle pieces (and also holding drinks loll). So I was happy to finally use it for this fic!

Luke is described as wearing a yellow-brown frockcoat, but for the sake of imagery, I gave him a more gold-like palette (and Leia calls him “a man made of gold,” so that all worked out XDD); and I also ended up including the sun/moon imagery attributed to them! All in all, I’m quite proud of this piece, and I can’t wait to see what the next chapter has in store!! :DDD

[nani-nonny]

(A)PAF: Sibling moment between Casey Jr and his little sister

At this point I should admit I have no self control… anyways, another family fluff snippet that has very minor spoilers to the main story but honestly doesn’t spoil the plot.

Check the father-daughter snippet if you want more family fluff

Leonardo takes a sip of his tea in the kitchen, staring blankly straight ahead. He’s grateful for this moment of peace and quiet, especially after Lou’s crying that lasted all throughout the night. He was thankful Donnie, temporarily, soundproofed his train car because her crying would have kept everyone awake. He would rather deal with a crying baby than with the others’ sleep-deprived fury.

He knew parenting wasn’t easy, he had some experience with CJ. But he’s starting from scratch, so to speak. He only had to take care of CJ as a baby in short increments. Now he has to take care of a baby 24/7.

And just as he was about to take his next sip, Lou’s haunting cries echoed from his open train car. Sharp and nearly ear-piercing, it taunts him and his heavy eyelids.

With a sigh, he takes his mug and follows the sound of her crying. Each step he takes it gets louder, and louder, and louder. If he didn’t know better, he would have thought she was pulling out microphones and megaphones for each step he took.

He steps onto the threshold and her crying suddenly stops.

Fear erupts in his chest and he braces the doorway to push him forward, but stops dead in his tracks when his eyes land on CJ sitting on his bed.

The teen is sitting pretzel style on the blankets, the back of a small green head barely visible in the gap of CJ’s legs.

His son is smiling wide, clicking tongs in his hands as his head bops side to side. The tongs click click click in his hands to the rhythm of the familiar song he sings to Lou.

“Tong tong tong tong, pakitong-kitong. Alimango sa dagat, malaki at masarap! Kay hirap hulihin, sapagkat nagangagat!”

CJ pinches Lou’s cheeks lightly at the final part of the song before kissing her diamond stripe. Lou giggles delightfully, her sharp chirps bouncing off the walls. She closes and opens her hands just like the tongs and trying to mimic the words CJ sings, but her little beak only opens and closes with small chirp sounds.

CJ takes a deep breath and sings slightly faster, clicking the tongs to match the faster rhythm, “Tang tang tang tang, pakatang-katang. Alamanga sa dagat, malaka at masarap! Kay harap halahan, sapagkat nangangagat!”

The teen pinches Lou’s cheeks again, earning those same sharp giggles that melt Leonardo’s heart. Tiny green hands reach up to pinch CJ’s face, opening and closing like a little crab. CJ shakes his head softly, a soft coo to his voice as he says, “Not me, Lou!”

CJ takes another big breath, dramatic and puffing out his chest as he does, but Lou suddenly chirps. It’s not a chirp of distress, but one that catches CJ’s attention and stops him.

Lou’s hands suddenly reach blindly behind her, closing and opening like a crab again.

“I’ve been found,” Leonardo teases and walks into the room.

“Sensei! I didn’t know you were there,” CJ greets and lifts Lou enough to stand in the gap of his crossed legs.

Lou chirps happily, tiny hands still grabbing the air like a crab in Leonardo’s direction. She coughs and suddenly yells in the smallest voice, “Da!”

Leonardo nods and takes her from CJ’s lap, lifting her into his arms and to rest in the crook of his elbow. She mimics CJ’s tongs clicking and head bopping, trying to sound out the words but they only come out as chirps and churrs.

She finishes the song by pinching Leonardo’s cheeks, a small effort that makes the father nearly collapse on his bed from how adorable her fingers felt. “Good job, Louie! You’re a little crab that bites,” he exclaims as he kisses her diamond stripe.

Lyrics: (it’s the same every verse but the vowels change)

Tong tong tong tong, pakitong-kitong. Crab in the sea, big and delicious. So difficult to catch because it bites!

[oohbuggypie]

MY PUNCH OUT!! WII BUDDIES I AM SOOO SAWRY FOR THE LACK OF POSTSSS 😭 ive been BUSY engaging in LESBIAN GAY BISEXUAL TRANSGENDER QUEER PLUS activities and ive had 2 acc try and be focused cuz i can't afford to fuck up grades ++ IVE HAD SUCH LITTLE TIME TO JUST SIT DOWN AND DRAWWWW OR PLAY MY PO!! WII ITS SO SADDD but i promise u guys ...... homosexuality and big buff men in girly outfits will b back in town soon enough ........ 🩷 God bless ✝️

[lacystar]

I missed amongus server drama? 🥲

Qwerty no amount of update accounts could describe what happened

[doctorbrown]

all the draft scripts for the films are my favourite things tbh - there are definitely some things from those i wish made it into the film, like jen actually got to be awake and conscious throughout the future bit and it was fun having her and marty get around. and doc's future lab could've been so cool.

BUT I'M SO GLAD THEY DID NOT KEEP 1967 AS THE YEAR BIFF WENT BACK TO AFTER STEALING THE DELOREAN BECAUSE OOF

If you want to keep reading it's just me going through all the wild shit from the first draft pt2 script. I ENCOURAGE YOU DO THOUGH BECAUSE IT'S A WILD TIME

Biff City for Hell Valley cracks me up though

Cops damaging the aerial acceleration circuits in 1985A when Biff calls them to Doc's house (because the whole finding out how he got the almanac scene plays out very differently and Doc and Marty call from the garage pretending to be the man he stole the book from in '67 and Biff traces the call back) and so since they can't accelerate up to 88, they're going to plummet the DeLorean down to get them up those last 13mph to 88 for temporal displacement

Otis Peabody just gets out after twelve years in the sanatorium thinking he's cured, that flying saucers and aliens aren't real and lo and behold, what does he see but the DeLorean, this time FLYING and landing right in front of the barn??

Marty decked out in hippie gear and Doc teaching him the vernacular of that time

Marty thrown in jail because he doesn't have a draft card

Peabody thinking he's gonna stop these alien bastards from getting away before the cops can come and see this time so while Doc's in the front seat, he destroys Mr Fusion with a shotgun blast

Marty goes to Biff's house to get the almanac back because it was left on his doorstep in this version with a note and when Biff happens to see him trying to retrieve it, decked out in hippie gear, he gets immediately suspicious upon seeing the note and tosses it at Marty, believing it's some bomb. Well that was easy. Time to go!

Goldie Wilson's an attorney who shows up to try and represent Marty after being jailed and Marty tell him to put his name in the paper as Marty DeLorean because someone (Doc) is gonna see it and get him out. And someone DOES see it! Lorraine, also dressed as a hippie who is inspired by Marty's 'bravery in resisting the draft and to go to jail for his beliefs'

MARTY MEETING LINDA AND DAVE AS CHILDREN

Marty once again jeopardising his existence because now that he's shown up and Lorraine spent all her money paying his bail, she can't afford to go out of town to see George for their anniversary weekend and that just so happens to be the weekend Marty's conceived— Hello countdown to non-existence.

Marty: you said these clothes would help me blend in. Doc: sorry, guess spending my '60s on a college campus warped my perception a little.

This: classic Doc.

I can't deal with this kid

Nobody can, Doc. Nobody can.

Doc: you've gotta have a rich eccentric uncle from out of town. everyone does. Marty: do you? Doc: i am one.

Doc & Marty trying to figure out a way to get Lorraine to accept $500 so she can go on that trip to San Francisco to bang George.

What's a trip to the past without encountering '67 Doc and yeah...he looks exactly like you'd imagine him to.

OF ALL THINGS, '67 DOC RIDES A HARLEY. WITHOUT A HELMET. (I'M GONNA STRANGLE HIM)

'67 Doc repairing Mr Fusion and what does Marty see in his lab other than the letter from '55 2/3 of the way taped back together.

Now it's time to plan it all. How are we doing it? It can't fly with the damage, so we'll fit it with ailerons to enable flight. Well, there are no upcoming storms, no plutonium, and none of these electrical cables will supply 1.21 gigawatts worth of power to the FC, but fortunately there's a place in Gannon Canyon where, if we blow the safety regulator on one of the transformers, the ensuing explosion will overload the wires and carry the required amount of power, but only for a window of 3.3 seconds!! Any longer and the wires will disintegrate and oh, so will you and the DeLorean if you don't hit it within that 3.3 second window. Too early, you'll get electrocuted, too late, you'll disintegrate, and if you miss flying into the wires entirely, the interference shorts the guidance system and you'll plummet probably to your death.

This plan's insane, Doc, how could you possibly have come up with it?? Well I'm glad you asked.

Y'KNOW. JUST TOOK SOME LSD. AS YOU DO IN THE SIXTIES.

Now with that taken care of, just gotta make sure Lorraine gets the money from her 'eccentric rich uncle.' Well she did! And then promptly sent it back. So where are they gonna get $500 now? Luckily, Doc's got a bank account!

Or...he did. The bank gave him a free toaster as part of opening the account and when it broke, they refused to replace it, so Doc said well fine then, watch this. And, as you do, promptly withdrew all his money and instead placed it in a safe in his home.

Doc's sneaking into his own place while his '67 counterpart is loading the modified DeLorean into the van. Gotta get into the safe but oh no! '67 Doc comes back because he forgot the time bomb to blow the safety regulator!

They've made contact!

In true Biff fashion, he and the boys are going to crash the Anti-War rally Lorraine convinced Marty to speak.

All while this is happening, Doc has gotten the $500 from...himself...has stolen his younger counterpart's motorcycle, and is now BOOKING IT to the rally to find Marty so they can give Lorraine the money and pretend it's from all her friends at the rally.

Biff attacks! Marty knocks him out good but sends him straight into Doc as he's hurrying over to give him the envelope and of course...the envelope falls into a flaming drum and is destroyed.

But there's one last chance! Marty appeals to the crowd he's been speaking to with a very touching speech, saying how family is incredibly important and Lorraine gave up everything for her beliefs, so if everyone just even gave $1, she could make her bus to San Francisco and see George. Marty starts it off with $10 and everyone is passing money around.

And who should be in the crowd but the two officers who arrested Marty, touched by the speech of family? They're going to give Lorraine her bail money back and drop the charges on Marty.

BUT WAIT, SOMEONE'S RUNNING THROUGH THE CROWD, HAVING JUST ARRIVED IN A TAXI. It's George! Lorraine's father called him and told him the news; he came all the way down for that.

Now it's time to get back to the future. Doc & Marty head to the canyon where the plan's going to happen, '67 Doc's teaching him how to fly the DeLorean now, everything's great. Local Doc wishes he could come, saying how cool it would be, but the weight of an additional passenger would ruin everything. Marty, naturally, panics. His Doc has to get in the DeLorean too; what does that mean? Well, '67 Doc only precisely calculated this for Marty's weight.

Time to fight over who gets to go back. Doc's already decided, though. It's Marty.

But if they BOTH go and they toss out extra unneeded equipment from the DeLorean...

Rip off the doors, toss the spare tyre, any extra tools...

Toss the almanac still in Marty's bag after it was retrieved from Biff, they're good to go!

IT WORKS, THEY'RE HOME FREE. But who just happens to be camping out in the canyon where the almanac was tossed down, watching the DeLorean time travel? The Peabody family.

Otis picks it up, sees all the numbers inside, deems it junk, and tosses the almanac on the campfire. Destroyed in the end after all.

Back in present-day, one of the discarded DeLorean doors has ended up in a museum in the canyon, believed to be from a UFO. It's futuristic (by '60s standards) technology only further proved that, and Otis Peabody is the so called expert who found the door that day while camping in the canyon.

The ending kind of unfolds similar to pt3's ending: Marty's life was ruined in this one not by an automobile accident, but by a group of people coming up to him in a car and offering him a part in a get-rich-quick scheme. In the shitty future, he took it, lost horribly, ruined everything. In this one, he tells them he's not interested and they leave, that's that. Marty brought a card of his son's back with him from the future, and like with the letter Jen had from pt2, it's completely blank. He asks Doc about it and he says, much like at the end of pt3, that his future is entirely up to him, so he better make it a good one.

Doc's still got some other crazy plans though, of course. Future? Nah, been there done that. Past is too dangerous. What he's got is even better.

[outeremissary]

A Bright and Wicked Thing for the wip roundup?

Hello Crow! This is it! This is a Kingmaker fic! Hooray! I don't remember if you followed me for BG3 or something though so sorry if you expected Someone who wasn't the horrible aasimar who rules my heart. But it would be a little funny.

Anyway, I guess you'd call this my Kingmaker longfic. In my mind I just think of it as "the Balthazar fic," and it's something I've fiddled with on and off for ages now. I'm not sure it's even a project I intend for other people to see, but it is one that I'd like to complete one day, whatever completing winds up meaning to me. Just for my own peace of mind. It's what you'd expect- long fic that more or less follows game events and defines the personal canon there. I guess it isn't very interesting to talk about from that perspective, haha. Makes it sound like a reference document! And maybe it is. But it's precious to me despite that, and I'm the audience it's for.

At any rate, it's the story of how the sorcerer Balthazar Lucienne, disgraced ex-socialite and directionless grifter, successfully trips his way from a hastily stolen identity into a royal title through a combination of charm, luck, standing at the very back of fights, and a lot of lying. It's also a painfully long slowburn Tristian romance that is mostly divorced from the canon romance thanks to being in large part plotted before I knew anything about that. In other part, it is thanks to the fact that Balthazar is a CE bastard who starts out despising Tristian and who is not exactly Tristian's favorite person either. So y'know. Takes some time.

At any rate, it's a fun challenge (though a headache of a challenge) to try to filter things through the POV of Balthazar, who is absolutely not the kind od person who is meant to be the hero (or protagonist) of anything. He's non-confrontational and weak, he's constantly lying or speaking in half-truths and insinuations, and there's a huge gap between how he presents himself to the world (charming, sweet, what you expect from an angel on earth) and the absolutely miserable cynicism that characterizes him on the inside. His view of the world (especially early on) is so fucking relentlessly negative- he views others with contempt and despises practically every situation he finds himself in. And I think that's what makes him fun- he's a usurper in someone else's story, a two bit villain who's making a play for the leading role that even he isn't sure he can follow through on.

There's not a lot interesting to say about plot, I guess, since it is still Kingmaker one way or another. But shifting things away from the kinds of straightforward heroic battles that are the main fare of a CRPG and trying to imagine what things look like with a bit more guile at the center (from diplomatic guile to "how can I make other people fight this fight for me") definitely gives it a distinct feeling to me, haha. I'd try to share an excerpt but um. Last Friday my laptop died its final death, so I guess we'll never know if I could overcome the anxiety to do that!

If you ever see me claiming I'm about to do NaNo in any form chances are I'm back to working on some part of this.

[drev-the-procrastinator]

ohhhhhhhhhh so the flu sucked much more than usual because the flu was actually covid, i seeee

[moss-feratu]

Uralesh will see a pile of minerals on the ground and be like "is anybody gonna eat that" and not wait for an answer

[pendragora]

"Her love is yours...

But only if you give your heart to her."

This particular part of the verse is hitting different every single time

[fatcowboys]

ALSO tonight i got to return to a campaign that a friend dms and i was in for a while my schedule got Hectic and i had to step out of the campaign and when i left nell made a pact with an evil entity, immediately failed a save and became evil (this started as a CoS campaign) and she left in the night with her own goals

so tonight is like their Final Fight and so!! emily invites me to come back and play nell who is still evil bc of the pact she made and as a villain which was SO much fun :3 rolled in at lvl 15 after nell's been doing who Knows what to get power and persue lichdom (not there yet) to fuck with their plans and it was SO good things played out in like. such good Drama and it was So fun

[kakusu-shipping]

One of these days I’m gonna suck up enough courage to put random-ass BL boys on my F/O list and then we’re ALL going to be sorry

[hua-fei-hua]

<details> html tag is my bestest friend in html i love you <details> html tag i love putting long chatty asides under a cut the same way i love rambling in tags of posts like these

[astrxealis]

sorry for being a nerd. i’m not actually sorry at all

[hwashitape]

no way... no way...