#To Kill TFR

[impmakesart]

May 11 we remember a terrible loss.

[noirshitsuji]

truly 'the first responders' and 'the infernal devices' are the two ends of the how-to-resolve-an-f/m/m-love-triangle-in-a-heteronormative-way spectrum

[stupidsexygrizzop]

eolith oken "i fight for the respect of my family" -> embrace oken "my family are actively trying to kill me"

[transfloridaresources]

[Photo ID: A person standing in daylight amidst dark smoke holding a large, Palestinian flag that obscures their face. Black, white, green, and red text reads: 'Global Strike. Jan 21-28, 2024.' Then more text reads: 'The strongest governments and weapons manufacturers are supporting this genocide against my people, and you are our only hope! STRIKE globally and call for a ceasefire! Strike, protest, stop the economic movements and make pressure on your countries to stand against this and stop it, if ISRAhell don’t find the financial and weapons support, or governments to hide their crimes they will be forced to stop the genocide! Go to the streets, protest and Globally strike for a week, (21-28) January! YALLA Brave and free people of the world, CEASEFIRE NOW! - Bisan Owda (wizard_bisan1). January 21, 2024.' /End ID]

[Photo ID: A photo Bisan took of herself in the smudged mirror of an elevator. She's holding her phone up to face level while looking at the screen. She's wearing a bright blue PRESS helmet and a bright blue PRESS vest. Text over the photo reads: 'Now, we are without any connection, neither the internet nor the cellular, we can’t reach each other’s inside Gaza, we don’t know if our families and friends are alive or not, wounded or not.. still in their places or not! We take hours of walking and searching to reach someone, while moving became very risky! We can’t reach to you as well! The footage, information and news from Gaza are not reaching you as before because the Israeli army intentionally destroyers the signal towers and the servers, even using the E-SIM requires being in a high place which is very risky!. I borrowed this vest to upload this post! - Bisan Owda (wizard_bisan1). January 21, 2024.' /End ID]

TFR is participating in the Global Strike called upon by @wizard_bisan1 for this week. No money will be spent & Palestinian voices will continue to be boosted, alongside other resources for how to best use this week in support of pressuring for a ceasefire.

Bisan's full message from January 21, 2024:

Hi everyone, it’s Bisan from Gaza, I am still alive Alhamdullah.. it’s been 107 days of genocide, 15 weeks, 2568 hours of killing us, taking over our homes and lands in Gaza Strip, and forcing us to choose between leaving or death.. and sometimes we can’t even choose.. the Israeli air strikes simply kill us without any warnings. Now, we are without any connection, neither the internet nor the cellular, we can’t reach each other’s inside Gaza, we don’t know if our families and friends are alive or not, wounded or not.. still in their places or not! We take hours of walking and searching to reach someone, while moving became very risky! We can’t reach to you as well! The footage, information and news from Gaza are not reaching you as before because the Israeli army intentionally destroyers the signal towers and the servers, even using the E-SIM requires being in a high place which is very risky!. I borrowed this vest to upload this post! I am not scared of death, but of being displaced, scared of losing my family or friends, scared of being wounded and can’t have my treatment because the health system is collapsed in Gaza, and to die in pain! I am not scared of the destruction.. I lost my work place.. my home and my family work place and source of income, I am terrified of being killed by an occupier, and to be forgotten, one oppressed Bisan of a whole occupied people. The strongest governments and weapons manufacturers are supporting this genocide against my people, and you are our only hope! STRIKE globally and call for a ceasefire! Strike, protest, stop the economic movements and make pressure on your countries to stand against this and stop it, if ISRAhell don’t find the financial and weapons support, or governments to hide their crimes they will be forced to stop the genocide! Go to the streets, protest and Globally strike for a week, (21-28) January! YALLA Brave and free people of the world, CEASEFIRE NOW!

[ancharan]

anyway, here's to the most insane throwaway plot of the decade

link to the previous time i drew art for this plot also, because i literally still cannot believe this is something that happened offscreen on neopets and no one talks about it

literally sakhmet is textually a vassal state of qasala, the main antagonist of this plot was sentenced in the qasalan royal palace, amira's in altador in the current plot as a fucking courtesy, she has literally no reason to be there!! she doesn't rule the lost desert!! i feel like im going crazy!! the geopolitical situation in the lost desert keeps me awake at night!!!

god and also. also. powerscaling is stupid. we all know this, right. goku cant beat superman whatever. but also. also. jazan sent sakhmet to a different dimension on a whim during the lost desert plot, i fully believe he could have handily stopped faerieland from falling out of the sky during TFR, he was on the verge of death when he killed razul, we dont know what he's capable of now

[reredram]

Most peacefull image of TFR iterators being friends(no kills today)

[machine-elf-writes]

Okay, so, the ending

Featuring big themes and scrapped endings. Spoilers ahead.

Astarion was always going to come out on top, as this was a story of his rise and Tebryn’s fall. Simultaneously, Astarion also experienced a moral decline/corruption through the creation of vampire spawn, Ascension, and becoming Chosen. Tebryn experienced a (slight) moral redemption through realizing his humanity (elfity?) by experiencing love for Orin and Gortash, and questioning his lifelong role as Bhaal’s Chosen.

Saving or selling one’s soul was a big theme in this (hence the title). TFR is a setting where souls are tangible things that can be owed to deities for blessings in life and/or a desired afterlife, so I took it fairly literally. Astarion sells a lot of himself (body and soul, and many souls of victims like himself and his own creations) for power to the point the Dead Three recognize him to be strong and power-hungry enough to defeat their Chosen and represent them. Tebryn has never had a choice, and his soul has always been owned by Bhaal, until he finally starts to break free of that mould and realizes he doesn’t want this. Unfortunately for him, he’s done so much damage to the world around him, it’s too little too late.

Astarion was able to turn his fate around because he realized more power would never be enough. Ascension wasn’t enough, he got the tadpole. After being freed from the Absolute, he was claimed by Myrkul. Through Shadowheart, he saw the gods could be defied, even when they thrust their “blessings” upon someone. Where Tebryn was unable to save his soul, Astarion was able to at the last minute by refusing the Dead Three.

This was always going to be how the story went, but the very ending went through a few iterations (and yeah, Gortash was always gonna die, sorry about that). The first ending was that Astarion went back to the Bhaal Temple and buried Tebryn, creating a subservient spawn. The epilogue was a year of Tebryn’s life in misery, reflecting on his failures, and killing himself by walking in the sun. Depressing! Then it changed to spawn!Tebryn behaving like the failed Bhaalspawn ending, just a mindless, feral killing machine. Astarion had experimented on him, trying to get him lucid because he wanted to take something from Bhaal as a final slight. He would have succeeded by giving him a drop of his own blood. Tebryn was then brain damaged, half-forgetting the events of the story, but somewhat at peace with his situation. Something would remind him of Gortash, and he would feel a flood of emotion, but unable to truly place it.

So it could have been a lot worse!

But I just didn’t like how much Astarion had truly “won” in this situation. Yes, he beat Tebryn, yes, he saved what’s left of his soul from the Dead Three, but none of that absolved him from the awful shit he’d done to get there. Again, he rose in status, but fell from grace. Tebryn fell from status, but gained some grace. (And to be clear, it’s not a lot of grace. It’s more a stumble from grace. Gaining a thimbleful of grace.) So I wanted a proper punishment for both of them, because Astarion doesn’t just get to walk away from the Dead Three after forsaking them. Tebryn being bound to him for eternity and neither of them having the spoons to kill the other due to a master-spawn bond headcanon explored earlier was perfect. (I might expand on this headcanon in another post, tbd.)

Whether or not Tebryn coming back as a vampire spawn is the doing of the Dead Three is up to interpretation! I think it’s feasible, especially since Myrkul was closest to Astarion and has domain over the undead, but I don’t have a big explanation or the gods’ thought process for it. Tebryn and Astarion suspect it was divine intervention, but it very well could be an unlucky coincidence. It’s only a narrative consequence for them.

So yeah, for a while the message seemed to be to succeed in life you must become morally bankrupt and if you try to reverse course, you will be weak and die. Bit of a nihilistic takeaway. They are bad people who don't get redemption and deserve to be miserable with each other.

[deadweightwritings]

A NIGHT OUT [snippet]. TFR SERIES. policeoc!xdamien/darkiplier

SLAM.

A duo of people directed their attention toward the noise. Joe was surprised she didn’t break the car windows from the ricochet, she stormed over to the trunk of her car and opened it, swinging a shotgun over her shoulder, and tightening the holster under her arm. She made her way to the trio.

“Evening.” She said as a greeting and Abe stepped forward,

“Alright, so here’s what we’re doing—” “What are we doing exactly?” Joe eyed the French door opening, semi-paying attention to Abe.

“Investigating.”

“Abe, just say we don’t have a solid plan. Just don’t stray too far from anyone. Though everyone but Abe knows these grounds well enough to not need a map.” Her gaze switched to the staff of the manor, who nodded and Benjamin didn’t hide the fact he was an anxious mess being back here. The chef’s face has a hint of contortion as is someone spat in his face. Though he always did.

“You guys alright?” Benjamin nervously smiled and nodded at her whilst the chef grunted, straightening up. Yeah, everything is grand. Amidst her inner monologue, a loud BAM echoed through her eardrums.

Abe had kicked the fucking French doors in.

“Great, now all of LA knows we’re here, Abe.” She sighed through her teeth, following the group ahead into the manor. It was eerie, being within the walls of past highs and lows of her life. Gearing her eyes to scan every inch of the front entrance, she realized Abe had dragged Benjamin with him down the hallway, and the chef zoned in of checking on his beloved kitchen.

So, there she stood in the middle of the cold marble floor by herself.

She soon reared the corner into a large open room, high ceilings and windows complimenting sleek walls. Her gut felt uneasy to be back in this place, where she’d almost been killed by the man she cradled after a suicide attempt. The memories clawed at her, begging to be opened and seen in her mind’s eye. Though only slivers shone through, and Joanna paused.

There was someone else with her.  

Calling out ‘who’s there’ seemed out of the question, but she felt the fate of her life was in danger by this presence. Her head tweaked around, back and forth to scan the room and she found nothing. No one. Her hand snaked under to her knife holster under her arm, inside her coat.

“Do you intend to harm me?” Joanna nearly shrieked at the sudden voice and no moment detected for someone else to be there. Her arm jolted to throw the knife at what she saw in her peripheral. And what she saw, she wished she hadn’t.

The knife stuck into the wall next to the figure. And then, silence. Jade met charcoal. But, he doesn’t have black eyes. Joanna’s stomach twisted, bile wanting to expel from her body to cleanse it from the stress of this situation. This man had a pressed ebony suit on with a matching long tie and misshapen hair. This man had grey tinted skin that was doubling before Joanna’s very eyes, and the clashing colors of cherry and cyan made her head pound. This man had the face of someone she once loved dearly, though she knew it was not the same person.

“I know who you are.” This startled Joanna. Her steps faltered, standing with her fists at her side.

“Who…are you?” The hoarse, damaged voice that seemed to echo out of her mouth reached his ears, and surprised him.

“I’m not sure. Do you happen to know?” God fucking knows at this point.

“…No. N-Not in th-the slightest.” The stutter in her voice was horrid in Joanna’s opinion, she had never been so conflicted mentally and physically in her life. The figure tilted his head at her response, but she couldn’t tell if it was out of confusing or distrust of what she had said.

“You are…Joanna.” The halt in his speech made her doubt him for a second and Joe did not think she'd carry a conversation with him further.

“Yes. How-How do you know that?” She had wished someone would find her, call for her to break what she was experiencing. The man shifted on his feet, trying to make sense of her facial structure. He knew her name, her face, though he didn’t know where she’s from in his memory. The feeling of nostalgia floods him but it means absolutely nothing to him. Just who is she?

“I don’t know.” Joanna scoffed, changing her gaze to the massive mirror on the wall, cracked from the middle outward. She saw a woman who was baffled, heartbroken, and furious. Too bad she was looking at her reflection.

“Joe! Where are you?” Abe’s booming voice echoed out from outside her filed of vision and her head swerved back to the man before her. Who was gone.

“God…Fuck!” Joanna whispered under her breath as she practically power walked out of the room toward Abe’s voice, wiping sweat from her forehead. His broad shoulders came into her view and she was thankful to see him,

“What the hell were you thinking, exploring like that?” His eyes held fear more than anger at her disappearance from the rest of them. Joanna rubbed at her eyes with her forefingers.

“I couldn’t tell you, detective. I’m here now so let’s continue.” God, she wishes this night was over before it even started.

What do you think?

[thegempage]

i. i think this counts has having farmer clairvoyance thoughts?? idk i want to get inside his head a little bit lmao ("who's farmer clairvoyance???" relevant playlist for context, tl;dw version is we took the main character of tfr and made him a stardew valley farmer)

kind of rolling with a dual hc that the 28 day seasons in stardew valley are compressions of what the farmer would, theoretically, experience as a full year and that this is tfr clairvoyance alternate situation (not necessarily ending) where he flees to the countryside at the behest of Someone™ when oculus becomes determined to get him to shut up one way or another

also that even tho we have yet to make any food except for one omelette for an emergency feast of the winter star gift, clair does have to eat food lmao

so yeah!

It's not... well it's not worse than Riftdale, here.

Not that it makes the ache to get back there any smaller or easier to deal with. In a lot of ways, someone would argue that Clairvoyance's life here is better than it was in Riftdale, because here in Pelican Town no one wants to kill him. Even discounting the fact that he's not cooped up in a bunker anymore, not sleeping only in sporadic naps out of a gut twisting fear that he would miss something, not draining his eyes and wrecking his brain with headaches from staring at so many screens for so long, not scratching his throat to hell by broadcasting whenever anything happened regardless of the effect on his throat, no one wants to kill him here.

That he knows of. The pour of the coffee pot stills as he takes a moment to consider whether any of the townspeople would have a reason to kill him. Probably not -- he has yet to become particularly buddy-buddy with anyone, not the way they are with each other, but whenever he does greet people they're generally kind toward him and they accept his offers of help with big smiles. He doesn't know the Mr. Qi whose note he picked up is, but anyone who challenges him to put beets in the mayor's fridge seems a bit more interested in watching him run around than being a genuine threat.

(He re-calibrates: Mayor Lewis might have a reason to kill him. That statue did not disappear into thin air and if Clair goes poking around, he can't be sure Lewis wouldn't at least take a shot.)

Smith rubs against his leg with a long, sing-song meow, his eye blinking slowly up at Clair. It snaps Clair out of the funk, resuming the flow of coffee into one of the mugs his "grandfather" had left behind.

(He remembers his first day here, sort of. The letter had told him they fixed up the inside of the house as best they could, but cleaning the outside would be too suspicious. Robin and Lewis had told him it would probably be dusty, so if he needed help cleaning he could ask and it would be freely given. He'd opened the door to an inside not modern, still as rustic as the outside of the cabin and as un-lived in as the empty, overgrown field outside, but comfortable. A dresser full of clothes that were mostly his size, enough dishware to get him through a week, maybe two, and a bed that was the most comfortable sleeping arrangement he'd ever had. The letter had instructed him not to ask where they'd gotten any of it.)

Smith hops onto the counter, sitting just far enough away from the stove that Clair can't scold him in earnest. Sure, some people wouldn't have let him up at all, but was Clair going to look Smith in his one eye and tell him no? Absolutely not. The cat, perhaps sensing how much forgotten love was packed into the name that Clair had given him without hesitation, knew he had Clair wrapped around his paw and used that power to mostly get places he wasn't supposed to be and get as many pets as possible in a single day. One would have been able to accuse him of being a terrible farm cat, even, except that he was fantastic with the slowly growing amount of animals on the farm.

Especially their first dinosaur, Chief. Clair had given the dinosaur the name mostly as a joke, but Smith loved to crawl up on the dinosaur's back and fall asleep there, soothing a creature that no one had seen alive for enough years that when Gunter had told him, it sent Clair's head spinning.

Clair finishes pouring his coffee. He stares into it, thinking, teetering on the edge of a winter-spurned spiral. Smith bumps against him again, purring and getting up under his chin, settling against Clair's chest with a contented sound. Clair picked up his coffee and, careful of Smith, took a sip.

Pelican Town wasn't worse than Riftdale, and in some ways he didn't regret moving here as much as he missed Riftdale.

In a perfect world, or even just a kind one, maybe he'd be able to make a home for himself in both places.

[mostlyfate]

THE FIRST RESPONDERS 소방서 옆 경찰서 (2022)

I've never seen such a meticulous firefighter before. It's very sexy.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Incorrect Quote

Tiffany, after pouring Carrie a juice: Wait, honey- are you legal to drink??

Jennifer: ... *Shrugs* The ID in my wallet says I am.

Tiffany: I can work with that.

[thefashionrequest]

Dress Up Like BlackPink Lisa in Kill This Love Music Video

🛍 Faux Fur Coat inspired in BLACKPINK Lisa 

- Due to the meaning, and for the reason that ‘’After a sweet ‘hi’, there’s always a bitter ‘bye’’’, we help you to find out a move on with a fake fur coat, for you to kick in the door to new adventures and ambitions. For that, just Dress Up Like BlackPink Lisa 💎

[bullshit-in-disguised]

What is Requiemverse?

Requiemverse is a Bayverse fan canon Au where I compile my headcanons and rambles but it’s like a semi rewrite of Bayverse, but it’s like a Post-TLK Au the most of the time. That focuses on the Barn husbands (I know I’m trash) and found family, trauma, and low key body horror. Also like there’s going to be nonsense.

Also here’s like the main points of the AU

Cybertron is no longer on earth it drifted away.

Quintessa is in hiding and Megatron is MIA so the decepticons are in deep shit.

Human characters from the previous movies returning (Simmons, Mikela, Lennox and etc…) Also Sam’s coming back but I have some plans for him.

N.E.S.T is reestablished but the autobots don’t live on their bases but some do. Especially thanks the whole cemetery wind disaster, cybertronians are distrustful towards the military with justified reasons.

TFR is disbanded following N.E.S.T’s Reestablishment.

There are parts of the World that accept and support the transformers not just Cuba. Mainly autobots and netruals, decepticons on the other hand had either ditch their fanction or get smoked by N.E.S.T 2.0.

Cade becomes a cybertronian thanks to the talisman saving his life after Quintessa nearly kills him in the final battle. However the process of the transformation is not going to be pretty and it’s actually down right painful so expect angst and body horror.

Optimus and Cade are now a couple and it will explore their relationship the reactions of others and more. They pretty much have to navigate through this wack situation world with the power of Gay love and therapy (and country music probably)

Expect lots of barn husband stuff cause there’s going to be lots of it. Also there’s going to be a barn wedding.

Addressing Optimus’s mental health issues. Cause I’m fucking tired of bayverse Prime treated like a monster or a ruthless barbarian joke and also getting a therapy arc. Like please the guy needs a break.

Also like I want to explore an idea that Optimus and megatron’s bond is beyond repair and now they are sorta like bitter exes.

Speaking of the Prime his backstory of his time with the knights will also be like talked about cause no one is talking about so it will make headcanons with it.

Found family between the Autobots and the yeager family (With the addition of Viviane, Isabella, Sqweeks and Cogman).

They all live in Burton’s property for a time until the Yeager property gets bought back.

Sqweeks is going to the Cybertronian child not a weird bike thing so he speaks and is bipedal. He’s fucking baby dammit.

Izzy and Sqweeks get 2 dads, three cool uncles, cool big siblings, a british mom, a weird French uncle and a ninja butler. Fuck yeah!!

Tessa development cause I got attached to her so expect shenanigans of her collage times and pals she made!

Cont from the top Tessa made friends in Collage who are dorks and okay with transformers. Also She gets a better boyfriend or girlfriend who is around her age and is a sweetheart. (ALSO LIKE FUCK SHANE MAN IN THIS HOUSE TESS GETS LOVE AND PERSONALITY)

WORLD’S WORST ROAD TRIP COMING IN A THEATER NEAR YOU!!!!

Team prime 2.0 getting some love and development probably

As you can guess it’s lots of shit and it’s going to get bigger from here!! but hey it’s gonna get fun!!! Also if curiosity don’t be afraid to ask questions about the Au!!

[stupidsexygrizzop]

kill your double because honestly he’s hotter than you (and he stole your special spear)

[ajtorres0]

🍎Cover Reveal🍎 Here is the next installment of The Faerie Tale Romance series. This is a portal Fantasy and cozy romantasy series of standalone stories to read in any order you'd like, but I suggest reading The Wolf Gate before The Frost Gate comes out 😁👍🏼 Synopsis: Mirror mirror made of gold, Here's the story you were never told . . . I've always suspected some sort of mystery surrounding my adoption—I mean, who doesn't remember anything before they were five? But the tall, dark, axe-wielding fae huntsman showing up at my door yelling that I'm a lost princess and the Unseelie Queen is coming to kill me? That I didn't see coming. It's hard to argue with a pack of evil wolves on your doorstep, so I grab my sword, my cookbook, and my seven chickens(yes, you heard me right), and follow him to Faerie. I'm all for not being eaten by wolves. I'm less excited about the fact that the huntsman seems to think I'm the only one who can defeat the Unseelie Queen and save Faerie. I'm not powerful or magical, even if my baking skills are legendary. But the longer I stay in Faerie, the more I want help its people. And the more time I spend with the terrifyingly handsome huntsman, the more I want to convince him that he's who I need by my side while I do. He'd do anything to protect me, but it's my heart he's putting in danger. Do I have what it takes to go from baking pies to saving kingdoms? Who will take care of the chickens if I fail? This sweet and cozy retelling of Snow White is a standalone novel in The Faerie Tale Romance series. If you like a little cottage core slice-of-life with your fantasy romance, pre-order The Frost Gate today! TFG by @hannasandvig comes out January 2024. You can see the cover in my stories. Also, don't forget to follow the author for more news on TFG. . . . . #bookstagram #fantasybooks #booksofig #readersofig #booknerd #booklover #bookworm #bookdragon #bibliophile #thefaerietaleromance #faerietaleromance #tfr #yafantasy #yabooks #nafantasy #nabooks #hannasandvig #romantasy #cozyfantasy #romancebooks #thefrostgate #tfg #thefrostgatecoverreveal #snowwhiteretelling #indiebooks #indieauthor #coverreveal https://www.instagram.com/p/CofceJ_r170/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

“YOU CAN’T KILL A PHOENIX, THEY ALWAYS COME BACK FROM THE ASHES!”

sometimes you hear a raw one liner and immediately go ham with fanart before the next episode

Lys De’Forrest is from Poll For Initiative: Bedlam, a one person DnD campaign where (as the title suggests) the audience influences the story with polls!

7 notes - Posted October 3, 2022

#4

yall are gonna have to take Infinity Train and all the great memories I’ve had of the series out of my cold dead hands, This Is A Threat

7 notes - Posted August 19, 2022

#3

alright Interview With A Vampire fans, how we feeling about that new trailer?

8 notes - Posted September 12, 2022

#2

A huge Fuck You to Rooster Teeth

-sincerely, everyone

10 notes - Posted October 15, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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@ Beyond Belief nation: sound off, who’s alive?

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