#also disclaimer

[moonsart]

I think they’re neat <3

[paradamaxima]

What did he see? 👀

[underwaterwasteland]

I have completely normal feelings about this dead lady and the evil dead-er lady that killed her (lying)

[illiana-mystery]

Early 90s

Wild at Heart (1990)

Flight of the Intruder (1991)

Light Sleeper (1992)

White Sands (1992)

Body of Evidence (1993)

Clear and Present Danger (1994)

[the-diary-of-a-moody-teenager]

Now that we know, we are getting Percy Jackson season 2 (yay baby) .

I want it to be very clear, in this house (blog) we love and appreciate RACHEL ELIZABETH DARE .

I will not TOLERATE any Slander against my girl !!

[heterochromatica]

itsumoegao asked: 📗 "Todoroki! Wait up!" Careful to not break any dorm rules such as running in the halls, Izuku called out to his friend just before he got to his room. "Sorry for trying to catch you before bed but I wanted to ask you a favor. It'll be quick it you don't mind." He gave a soft smile, hopefully enough to hide any trace of nervousness. "I was wondering if you can help me with a Valentine's gift for someone really special to me." Midoriya formed his hands into a heart, just to avoid any confusion with an anatomically correct heart. "Could you please make a heart for me outta ice? A hollow one? I ... Don't know how to chisel ice so I thought about asking you." His hands them switched to praying. "You-you don't have to but I would appreciate it!"

"Huh?" he blinks at the hands held up in front of him, then frowns ever so slightly. A heart? A solid heart shaped ice crystal wouldn't be as bad but hollow? Well, that might be too difficult...

The younger stands there pondering on how to do it, bringing his right hand up and tries to grow some small crystals on his palm. At first there is just a single spike, growing and twisting and curling but it doesn't really take the shape he was asked for. He melts it again with his left hand and shakes off the excess water, dripping from his fingertips, before slightly shaking his head.

Again. Palm up and once more, growing another larger crystal, the ice bends and the rough shape may vaguely resemble a three dimensional heart, but it's sharp and spiky and only after he smoothes out the edges and frays it looks somewhat the way Midoriya had requested - but it's not hollow - so it's not good enough either. He ends up melting it again.

"I'm so sorry Midoriya, I hate to disappoint you, but I don't think I can do that, creating fine or complex shapes and details is still very difficult to me...." of course the ice bends to his will and imagination but it's much easier if his quirk has something to cling to. If one would want to explain it, comparing it to portrait painting would be a good example. There are no limits on what one can put down on the canvas with enough time and practice, both things that Shoto doesn't have regarding filigrane work like this.

"Maybe you can ask Yaoyaorozu-san for a template?" he could possibly do it if given a rough frame to work with, but would that help?

[ace-of-d1am0nds]

i wrote this instead of doing work for finals week. dw abt it

prompt: habit

@galladrabbles @spacerockwriting

read pt.14

Relapse pt. 15

“I shouldn’t need to tell everyone my every habit every time I fuck up. It’s bound to happen. We’ve all got shit. Fuckin’ trauma or whatever. But I’m on top of it. You didn’t have to come all the way over here, Fi. I saw Lip a couple’a weeks ago, and got the weekly thing with Deb and Fran. It’s really. I’m fine. Go home. No, not go home. It’s nice that you’re here. Happy Thanksgiving. Fuck. I’m sorry. I’m fine. Let’s eat. Come on.”

Ian kept rambling. He walked over to the table. Nobody stopped him. They all knew…

[phantomslament]

Farrah’s event spoilers//

Okay, so I finished her event yesterday and while I keep finding these events that don’t progress the overall story to have become bland/old, especially the events with poorer pacing and writing that feels like it treats the viewer almost like a child (basically telling everything not like an actual narrative with natural dialogue) I VERY VERY VERY much like how in the perceived good ending, Farrah finds out what her mother did and never forgives her.

As a person who grew up abused by their own mother, always hearing people say “well she’s your mother, you should forgive her” it always feels like a breath of fresh air when I see fictional characters denounce the parents that were meant to protect them, even if Farrah’s mother had good intentions she must have known eventually what was going on. There’s no excuse really otherwise. I’m glad there was the choice to look further, deeper into Farrah and her mother and find out hey, maybe this person failed terribly as a parent but didn’t really show any true effort to apologize or make up for the possible years of torture Farrah went through. There really isn’t any kind of apology that can be forgiven in that instance, and Farrah doesn’t owe a relationship or forgiveness to her mom.

I don’t know, stories that criticize bad parents has always hit very close to home, forgiving your abuser in my opinion is never a good route to go not only in a writing sense but also for my own mental health, I would never submit myself to forgiveness to make my abusers feel better about what they did to me. In short Farrah event has a decent moral perspective.

[dearweirdme]

https://www.tumblr.com/dearweirdme/750712175542304768/httpsxcomjjkofvantestatus1791360226266128466?source=share

Just wanted to point out I was not implyi g this as jkk or tkk situation. Nowhere it has been mentioned. Issue is army's are blindly negating the debunk thread when

a) half of the thread is nonsense

b) OP is a clear Tae anti, calls him names, spread and taunts with tnie rumour

however, important point is why are they handling Tae's and JM's rumour differently? They are writing community notes and hating on that woman but with Tae they were all ready to throw him under the bus.

Side note: funny thing is now that jkkrs have nothing to deny so they are creating daen and Jungkook's relationship rumours and fabricated proofs just to save their real fav.

Hi anon!

Ah sorry.. my response was basically me ranting and not really responding to your ask 🙈.

I’ve been wondering what it is that made people easily accept Taennie as being real, but to try and deny this as being fake. I’ve not yet reached a conclusion. It’s different situations ofcourse, so maybe that’s part of it. Jm is away now for instance, while Tae was present. Taennie stuff came from other sources.. while this comes from a person involved directly. Also.. I think maybe the push from Jkkrs is different than the push from Tkkrs at times (though I’m not sure if that’s accurate since I don’t visit twitter much). But also… people react to Tkk different than they do to Jkk, so maybe people grabbed onto Taenie just because it seemingly debunked a ship they hate.

It is still to be seen how this will develop further. It is quite interesting to me though.

[aeruthien]

Because the spare or kill poll is going around (thank you for your service @pollsoftsushima !!), I wanted to elaborate on why I chose spare. I've seen a lot of people say that sparing Shimura shows that Jin has embraced the Ghost and his own version of honour, and while I agree, my reason for sparing him was much more personal, and maybe much more petty.

I spared Shimura because Shimura is once again expecting Jin to solve Shimura's problems without any regard of what that will do to Jin himself.

Jin is the one who saved him from Castle Kaneda, Jin is the one who got Yarikawa on their side. Jin does all the work and suffers the losses, while Shimura reaps the rewards and complains about Jin's methods.

In that final fight, it is Shimura who can't face the dishonour of Jin standing up to him. And so naturally, he expects Jin to solve that problem by giving him a warrior's death, without once thinking about what that would do to Jin.

And Shimura has the gall to make the fight all about himself. He is the one being punished. He is the one who is sad. Don't we feel sorry for him? But it is HIS stubbornness that led to the fight in the first place. Like, dude, this is YOUR fault. Shimura is trying to KILL Jin to save his own honour/family's legacy, and then he acts like he is the injured one.

Nope. I would not add to Jin's already extensive trauma for this man's bruised ego

[chitsuus]

kitty rinne with airplane ears :3

[andrewcogliano]

ur telling me i missed out on seeing oscar yesterday bc they didn’t post about him being at melb central im gonna scream

[boowhumps]

Whumpril 2024

Day 1 - Limp

⚠TW⚠

- Swearing

- Descriptive Body Horror

- Self-Harm

- Blood

Enjoy!

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Karyme could hear her heart beating intensely in her ears. Her breaths came out shallow, as if a invisible force was pressing against her chest.

She found herself stumbling, her vision blanking out the more she moved. Her ankle seemed to drag across the grass, holding her back.

She grabbed onto the closest thing she could find, and used it to push herself further up ahead. All around her, tall trees stood, preventing the sun from touching her.

She yearned for the warmth to reach her, her and her cold, frozen body. Even when she could see the sun rays, she still shivered.

She wanted to make it out, so the sun could grace upon her.

In reality, Karyme wasn't even sure where she was trying to go, but she felt the urge to go somewhere else, away from where she was now.

She steadied herself against a tree, stopping to rest. She looked around, until her gaze fell to the floor, where the green grass looked oddly dark.

She studied the patch of grass closely, watching as drops of red dripped from somewhere, staining the grass further.

Her eyes traveled further, landing on herself.

She could see her torso, the black fabric of her turtleneck appearing darker near the middle.

Karyme goes to touch it, only for a stinging pain to travel through her body quickly. She hunches forward, grabbing onto the tree to keep herself up right.

Disoriented, she looks at her hand. Her skin tone pales in contrast to the dark red blood that thickly coated her fingers.

Then it hit her.

The blood.. this forest..

She had been here earlier, hiding from.. someone..

She didn't succeed.

She was found.

She remembered being backed up against a tree, looking into the eyes of.. someone..

Then pain. Searing, hot pain.

Then blood.

A hole. A gaping hole that was in her. Blood seeping through it, like a waterfall.

Her limp ankle dragging behind her, broken beyond repair.

Little cuts running up and down her arms, both of them, some not deep enough to bleed, others deep gashes, causing pain.

A pounding in her head, blood escaping from somewhere, blinding her.

Karyme remembered.

“..Karyme..?”

A voice rang out.

A familiar voice.

She let go of the tree.

And she collapsed.

~~~~~~~~~

Kaiden was panicking, plain and simple.

I mean, who wouldn’t be panicking in this kind of situation? Leony had freaked out, claiming that Karyme was in danger, and couldn’t give more than the name to the supposed place she was in.

La Immort. The biggest, and most dangerous forest in Eris.

Why would Karyme be there, well, Kaiden had no idea. He had no idea about anything that was happening. He could hardly remember the past few weeks, not to mention what caused Karyme to leave without a word.

Nonetheless, Leony’s persistence was enough for him to go searching for answers.

That’s where he was now, searching in La Immort.

Every sound made him jump, hoping to see Karyme, only to be met with nothing. It didn’t help that it was windy either. The cold air sunk into his bones, making an already unpleasant situation even more unpleasant.

He wasn’t even sure he should be here. Even when his heart pushed him forward, his mind screamed at him to turn around.

Kaiden was a mess, completely conflicted.

Until he heard it.

A sound clear as day, unlike everything else he heard in these woods.

A scream.

It was loud enough to make every hair on his body stand up rigidly. Alarms went off in his head, but yet, he didn’t move.

He should run, run and escape whatever the hell caused that kind of a scream from someone.

But something was stopping him.

Someone.

No, he had never heard Karyme scream.. or do anything for that matter.

But what if it was her? He couldn’t just leave her..

It was risky to keep going, but he had to.

So with a shaky breath, he trudges on.

His eyes are tightly shut, as if that will keep him safe.

He stops once again at the sound of something else.

It’s heavy.. wheezy even, like a whistle..

He takes a step forward.

He hears something else take a step.

It goes that way for a bit, step by step, each one approaching each other unknowingly. Invisible strings seems to tug at them, pulling them ever so close..

Finally, Kaiden takes the last step.

A scent is carried through the wind, a metallic one..

The smell is overwhelming, overpowering even..

His eyes scan the area.

Then he sees it.

Clear as day.

He wishes he couldn't see.

There's so much.. blood. Just, everywhere.. it.. this can't be happening, no, this has to be fake..

A pair, no, a single, red eyes looks back at him. There's nothing behind her gaze. Not pain, not.. anger, just, nothing.. numbness..

His voice is stolen away from him.

He can't say anything, fuck, why can't he speak!

Say something..

Say something!

His mouth opens slightly, a small breath of air coming out.

"..Karyme..?"

She blinks.

Then she falls.

It happens in a spilt second, Kaiden can't even react, but his body can. He's at her side in seconds, just as fast as she fell.

He grabs her, trying to help, his ears ringing.

She gasps, her hands pushing at his chest.

Even with a huge wound going across her torso, she has enough strength to try and push him away. She cries as she fights against him. Kaiden just grabs onto her wrists, holding her still as she thrashes and cries.

Kaiden doesn't know what to do, fuck, he doesn't know what to do! Think, for the love of Selyna please think..

911. An ambulance, he needs an ambulance.

He scrambles with his phone, somehow managing to dial the number despite the blood coating his fingers.

He talks to someone, a lady. He can't make out what she's saying, but he responds.

At some point, she tells him to try and stop the bleeding.

Kaiden is shaking, yet composes himself enough to coordinate his movements.

He has a jacket, a old one, he can use it, it won't matter, it's not important.

Kaiden holds the jacket up, and closes his eyes, mumbling a quick prayer before pushing it down onto the wound.

Karyme reacts, a short cry escaping her throat as she clutches onto Kaiden's shirt, letting the blood smudge onto it.

Kaiden's ears finally stop ringing, and he hears himself speaking quickly. He can feels tears in his eyes. They're blurring his vision, he blinks them away, they come back.

"-okay, your okay, dear Selyna please be okay.." He says quickly, feeling out of breath despite his limited movement.

Karyme lets out a choked sob, gripping onto him even harder, scrunching up his shirt in her grip.

The jacket made a sacrifice, but the bleeding won't stop. He can't make it stop, why don't it stop.

Kaiden keeps applying pressure, letting out a breath he didn't even know he was holding in. He takes her frail body into his lap, while still talking.

"Stay with me, stay with me, you gotta stay, okay, no leaving, you need to stay here, with me, yeah-?" He stammers, his breaths short and rigid.

Karyme's still conscious, by some miracle. Her breaths are just as short as his own, maybe even shorter. They end with a bit of a wheeze.

Kaiden's eyes wander over her, spotting so many different injuries, even her ankle which seems to be fractured, maybe even broken.

Kaiden just keeps listing the same things in his mind.

"Broken ankle, punctured lung, head injury, impaled.. broken ankle, punctured lung, head injury, impaled.."

He can't fathom how she's still breathing, nor how she got this way in the first place.

All he knows is that no average person did.. this.

It was something else.

Something bigger..

..someone more powerful..

Kaiden snaps out of his thoughts as he feels Karyme's grip loosen a bit.

He looks back down at her.

She's gone dangerously pale. Her eyes seem darker than they were just moments before..

"Hey, no, Karyme, stay here, stay with me, don't go anywhere, you need to be strong, help is almost here-" He begins to stammer again as the faint sound of sirens approach.

He only stops when Karyme's hand reaches up, slightly cupping his face. Her lips part slightly, a bit of air escaping through them.

"..baby..?" He mumbles, eyes widening a bit.

Her hand stops.

And it falls.

Kaiden grabs her hand in his, clutching it as to keep her here with him.

"..shit..! No no no no no.. Hey, stay with me, please just stay-!" He begs, tears finally falling.

Her other hand, still gripping his shirt, loosens before falling as well.

"Fuck, Karyme-!" Kaiden cries. "Don't do this to me-!"

Her eyes remain open, blinking slightly.

Then the curtain falls, and they close.

"Karyme, Karyme, baby, please wake up-! I-I need you, please don't die, oh Selyna don't let her die-!" Kaiden begs helplessly to no avail.

Even as the sirens finally are near, and the sound of many footsteps and voices are heard, something isn't around.

The beating of a heart, the sound of breathing.

Some of it is missing.

And it may never be found.

~~~~~~~~~~

[arttsuka]

I just found your blog via one of your Spocks and absolutely adore your art style! Do you ever do commissions?

Ahh thank you! I actually haven't thought of doing commissions (who would buy them?) but feel free to drop any recommendations and/or requests and if I have the time (and energy) I might draw them.

[lazylittledragon]

someone get this poor man a chair for the love of god

[lespresso]

favorite word?

english words that are cool: murmur, celestial, petrichor, prayer

french words that are cool: coquelicot, étoile, peau, sel