#alt-reality

[girl4music]

Awww they’re so cute. Yep, I’m definitely a shipper.

[leximize]

Writer's Log: 3018

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[hiraspit]

[qui-gg]

Let’s go somewhere we can be free

[filmnoirsbian]

I cannot wait to lose hours of my life to this

[2k17-xanax-girl]

[spectacledraws]

never posted my full ikesoren week day 1 doodles here.. do you love those little guys. I DO

[raens-art]

[tonydaddingham]

"they're not talking" right so for the first one or two eps, there's the possibility that even though they might be compelled to work as a team, they will still likely be really angry with each other, and act like strangers, or just simply like they cant stand each other. like yeah the unconditional love is unassailable and all, but the tragedy is that at the start of s3 they might actually end up treating each other - projecting that anger and guilt and longing - exactly as they were meant to since the beginning. we've never truly seen them be adversaries in anything but name, and the prospect that s3 might pose what would have happened if they'd never shared all those experiences - and fallen in love along the way - is utterly horrific

[wrenn0002]

[the-mechanisms-system]

eternal NPD paradox of "I wanna be the cool edgy loner" vs "if I actually do that there will be no one around to witness it and be intrigued by my mystery therefore defeating the purpose"

how am I supposed to thrive in these conditions. I should get to have both. as a treat.

[girl4music]

WAVERLY: “I’d be a fool not to marry him, right?”

NICOLE: “As long as you believe it in your heart.”

WAVERLY: “I sort of feel like I’m, you know, running towards a cliff, terrified of jumping but…”

NICOLE: “Well, if it’s right, you don’t think about the cliff because you’re sure when you reach the edge, you’ll fly.”

*moment of connection and heart eyes 😍*

LONNIE: “If you go off a cliff, don’t you die?”

Ah, alt-realities/universes where everything is fucked up beyond all recognition and sense just because it’s fun to play around with camp and “what if” scenarios.

My heart. ❤️

Also… why the hell am I Lonnie?

That was some sickly sweet shit and I am totally the practical guy that breaks the romantic mood. 😆

It’s just kinda hilarious to me that Nicole is like head over heels for Waverly in any Universe and Waverly’s the one getting married to a dude and so has no idea but yet just immediately falls in love with her anyway.

It’s that kind of wacky soulmate shit that I love. 🥰

Although, since they established that Nicole has a wife in the last episode, I don’t see why they couldn’t have done it like that instead and have Waverly be the one to connect with Nicole instantly and leave the wife.

You know,… just to make it gayer than it already is. I mean she’s wearing the wife’s ring anyway. 🤷‍♀️😝

[carmen-vamp-shifter]

Shifting to be able to say

"very...human of you."

Everytime someone say something stupid.

[isopod-chan]

Man, screw this. I'm getting outta here!!

[myfandomrealitea]

thank you for reaffirming to me that it makes other people really uncomfortable when you are feeling down and need support

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[storm-called]

Strange things happen when the Mists are involved; fractals can splinter off from other worlds. Worlds where one little thing went different and changed the thread of fate.

Take, for example, Tyria's heroes. What would the consequences be if the beloved Commander made a different choice so many years ago?

What would be the fallout of a meeting between the two?

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A digital painting of two Glaws standing opposed to one another with arms raised and weapons aimed at one another. The Glaw (Stormcaller) on the left is dressed in dark blues, grays, and bright yellows in full-coverage cloth and armor. Their hair is shoulder-length and braided. Their right arm is covered in an intricate golden-armored sleeve, and they hold a slim dagger. A bolt of lightning runs down this arm. The Glaw (Spiritsfire) on the right is dressed in rich browns and reds with pops of light blue gemstones in a revealing corset. Their hair is chin-length and tied up in a ponytail. Their right arm is bare and tattooed in white ink, and they hold a gray-green gun. A streak of fire runs down this arm. Behind the two is a smoky, dark background.

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