#THE VIBES ARE MANDATORY

[theplottdump]

Well that was that she guessed. Sunny considered to herself that she had a pretty good run. But really, what a no good terrible reason to make her father cry. Could he even cry? She didn't think she'd ever seen him do it. Maybe he'd make an exception for her. (🎵!)

Would they even ever find her down here? Would the ocean spit her out- or keep her trapped in this cave until that awful boy came back to use her tiny bones like a xylophone? She hoped for the first. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction- or the musical accompaniment.

And down down down Alice fell. And as her vision became more clouded and the fire licked at her throat, she could only hope they all knew how much she would miss them. But she was tired now, and the ocean whispered to her that it was time to let go.

So she closed her eyes, and took a breath.

And the spirits of the island, the volcano, and the sea watched on, as in the small cave, shielded from prying eyes of the stars breaking through the dusk outside, a long forgotten promise was kept.

Because you see, there is great magic in a mermaid's kiss. And as Sunny Helianthus Plott's last breath floated up through the too small crack in the ceiling, the ocean began to sing for her.

Not a lullaby this time, but a new song altogether.

A Promise of Protection. For a Child of the Ocean.

[deepwaterwritingprompts]

Text: We share the lake with monsters. Every five years, to keep the peace, each family sends one champion to a cabin to fight to the death. But this year, neither one of us actually plans to play.

[wikitpowers]

honestly if we don't get at least one kitty rain kiss then what's the bloody point??????

[homoeroticgrappling]

[beannary]

Hey big news guys I’m actually now the co creator of 2al with @intotheelliwoods feel free to ask me anything and I will respond with totally real answers

[fiona-lawton]

@big-cheesy-productions & I did an art trade to celebrate nearing the end of our BG3 campaign with Piper & Jhara! This piece was so fun to work on, I'm obsessed with this dress 🤩

[boombox-fuckboy]

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[reineyday]

here, have an excerpt of this mishanks fic that i just got back into writing (i wrote a lot of it back in feb). it's a bonded dreams au, but they don't realize for a long time that it's really them haha. :)) they are 11 and 15 in this snippet, and shanks is a lil hawkeyes fanboy. 🦅🗡

[gay-little-cloud]

some ss from the mv + lyrics i liked and wrote down. the song is so good it gave me goosebumps !

[breathe-rainbow]

[rockybloo]

If GaG ever becomes animated, i need the winx club theme as the intro.

If GaG gets animated, you are getting Blaque's As If or practically any Crystal Kay song I desire for the intro

[shitz-suji]

Absolutely love the fact that Emperor is living P E A K. It’s giving “What We Do In The Shadows.” He probably went from being the equivalent of being Mozart in ye olde Leithanien to Snoop Dog in this era. He is the epitome of “Ballers gotta ball.”

[technofinch]

“Come in, Comsat Cheshire, please respond. This is Scout Captain Alice Liddel requesting confirmation, over.” “Hello! Fantastic to meet you, Alice! What can I do for you?” “I’m picking up the signal of an old RABIT beacon circling your planet.” “Correct. I have refused it landing and broadcast permissions as its contents have been deemed detrimental to the war effort” “What? But it’s the ceasefire declaration. The war is over.” “Which I’m sure you’ll agree is very detrimental to King Cole’s war effort!”

[why-the-heck-not]

02.06.23, friday

it is friday my dudes !!

[lavenderbythelune]

Something I've thinking about lately is Killer and Nightmare.

Killer lost his personhood through the resets, so much so it warped his soul. But isn't Nightmare's soul warped too? And what if after everything he didn't feel like a person anymore? Maybe when he was first exploring the multiverse he considered himself a force. He wasn't the guardian of negativity. He was Negativity itself.

Then he comes across Killer.

Nightmare is the God-like being that stepped into Killer's meaningless life and diverted its course forever, as easily as picking up a stone. But Killer is the first being Nightmare properly interacted with after the incident, and the first person aside who was not his brother that he had even a semblance of a positive relationship with.

Then as Killer begins to consider himself a person again, he stops following Nightmare's orders blindly. He starts messing around in missions and finding his own ways to complete tasks. He becomes the trouble maker of the gang. He befriends Color, despite Nightmare's anger, and starts experiencing the multiverse from a new angle, one not under the control of Nightmare.

What if Killer left Nightmare, or at least threatened to, and Nightmare can't let him go. Because Killer might be a nobody without Nightmare, but without Killer the only thing Nightmare has is the Negativity. He can't be reduced to just that again.

I keep thinking of a scene where Nightmare decides to stop trying to take over the multiverse or to kill his brother over the fact that Killer made him choose between him and the multiverse.

As he realised that he could live without the control of the multiverse, but he couldn't survive without Killer.

[yellowfingcr]

15 lines of dialogue

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

tagged by: @oathloathed & @rotten-pest, thank you ;w;

tagging: @necrophcge, @fishermcn, @sihilkaah, @miserycorde, @starcaller-scholar, and YOU, yes you

"Why such rush? Do stay! Time nips not at your heels, friend. Warm your bones, breathe a little. The world can concede a moment's respite to you; concede it to yourself."

"Name's Heysel! I'm a wanderer, arcane scholar, mediocre player of gittern, collector of fascinating dry leaves, and appreciator of poor jokes. In short, no one of note."

"I also happen to be an assassin. Believe me when I say that it's not the most important detail about myself. Tell me of yourself, rather!"

"The ghost dog's presence is not negotiable, I'm afraid."

"Ha! You again! A delight to see you, and whole at that! Will you believe me if I said I was just thinking about you?"

"Here. As a reward for... well, the never so obvious task of surviving! Choose a hand. One is empty, the other has something for you."

"Never expect a crab to share a thing with you. They're quite shellfish."

"Beautiful night, isn't it? I'm still not used to a static sky! Makes me want to extend my arms and try to pluck stars out of the black even more than when I was a child. I so wanted to grab them. I so wanted to place one inside my mouth, then bite down and feel the cold sour-bright flavor of it burst on my tongue."

"Friend! You live still. More rewards for you hidden in the correct hand. Buuut! Only if you first tell me what do you think of this whole... mission you've been tasked with. Saving the world. Fixing it, rather. You've been pondering it, surely? Unless you're just chasing bloodlust. I do not judge, either way."

"Come on now. I'm just a little guy. I'm a just a little guy, and it's also my birthday."

"I just can't help but think- is this right? To kill and kill and kill until you stand bloodied and alone on that throne. To conquer the power to change wholly the face of history through a violence so perfect none are left to oppose you. Is it right? It's exactly what's demanded of you."

"I do miss my hometown. Something of Sellia remains, sure. I suppose a pile of stone and ghosts is better than nothing."

"Don't give me that look. Of course I have my secrets! It's the best part about me!"

"I'm not a good person. This is not an attempt at teasing soothing words out of your lips but a mere passing of a sentence I believe in. A letter of sorts, seal-closed. Keep it in mind, is all I ask."

"A word, if I may steal a moment of your time. I have, ah... a request, if I may be so bold. At one point of your journey you might feel like you're about to face something final. An event the likes of which no one will come back from the same. And I ask that you call for me. Take me with you. I'd like to present. Please."