#and a lot of it

[nyaskitten]

its literally a worldwide crime that Ninjago has no spin-off material, shorts, comics, a book or 3, a short show, a movie, a game, ANYTHING to focus on the FSM and his past !!! I wanna see Mystake and the other two Oni Warlords, I wanna see the FSM come into existence, I wanna see the fight against Wojira and the fight against the Overlord and Mystake betraying the other two Oni !!!!! I wanna see it and I need to see it ALL!!!

[contentpaparazzi]

“kiss me (kill me)”, or “titania and oberon finally discover the OLD_DATA and end up widowed” (cw for body horror under the cut)

in an effort to gather info on improving their deckbuilding abilities and possibly deposing the scrybes entirely, oberon and titania seek out a potentially new source of power. the OLD_DATA possessing infinite knowledge is merely a rumor, something the scrybes are said to keep under oath or between the four of them, but prying knowledge from their subordinates had found them a lead.

titania had been the one to pay the price before she was promptly shot and killed by a well-dressed Man In Blue, never to be seen again. it was just standard procedure.

the two of them began their descent into subterranean territory, in an undisclosed location. oberon always carried the sigil of pentacles with him, so paying a small price was of no concern. titania, on the other hand, always kept her belt fastened to her hips, stocked infinitely with a variety of tools and solutions for any situation. she struck a match and lit a small candle, providing a flickering source of light in the humid darkness.

the two of them descended furthermore, the tension prickling in waves across their backs, but still determined to see this katabatic journey through to the end.

suddenly, and with no previous sign of diminishing beforehand, the flame from titania’s candle fizzled out, grey smoke wisping away into the blackness that encompassed them. only an overwhelming, damp, and alienating eigengrau.

then, oberon felt a small tingle. warm, with energy, but at the same time as cold and unfeeling as the rest of the environment. his ears perked, looking in the direction of where titania might be, judging by the way she shivered against him, her other hand gripping his arm tightly.

“did you feel that?” he asked her, and received a tense “oberon… i think it’s here,” in response.

a crackling, again. maybe not a crackling exactly, but whatever words either of them had to describe the sight before them would not have been enough.

(in front of them would be) in front of them is a blooming cacophony of sound and color (in front of them was), a corrupted fragment of void and lack thereof.

they were told not to handle it barehanded, if one should find a small piece of it, as if it were made of pure azoth, or the fragments of a fallen star.

however, out of sheer anticipation to inspect the fragment closer, they both rushed to seize it, overcome with an exhilarating feeling of power.

titania had been the one to seize it, what with her larger stature and longer arms. of course she had been. she had been the one who had worked the most to seek it out.

oberon rushed to her, never parting from his wife for even a second as he caught a glimpse of the crackling and ever-shifting mass in her hands.

“this is the purest form of energy i have ever laid my eyes upon” were her last coherent words before the crackling spread, erupting in a loud cacophony of static, raw energy, and ones-and-zeros, oberon nearly blinding himself by being in such close proximity to it. he could only imagine for a passing second what titania might have felt.

the cacophony grew louder and louder, oberon shrieking in pain as his ears rang, and every touch felt like pressing himself against the core of a burning star. despite the pain, he opened his eyes, flinching a few times before prying them open.

at the center of the cacophony was titania, writhing on the ground as scattered fragments of energy from the corners of the room spread out into lines across the ground like circuits, ones and zeros beginning to fade in and out periodically in the corner of oberon’s vision. her body was in agonizing pain, only able to let out desperate cut off screams before wretching forward and coughing up rendered blood and spaghetti code.

oberon weakly crawled his way forward in a desperate attempt to reach his beloved wife.

but before he could do so, titania’s upper torso burst from itself.

she stopped moving for roughly 5 seconds, oberon in disbelief, before she writhed again, her size growing exponentially in what had first seemed like a small room. her clothing, including her precious alchemist’s belt, had been torn to shreds and spread across the room in meager scraps along with what used to be cards and broken glass. at the center of it all was titania herself, a writhing abomination with more limbs than before and translucent wings breaking through the surface of her backs.

oberon stifled the urge to start screaming, cupping his mouth tightly over his nose and mouth as tears flowed.

titania (or what appeared in her place)’s large, vacant eyes stared into the darkness for a moment as she stumbled forward, trying to stay upright, before they met oberon’s, her darling husband’s little, loving green eyes.

“kiss me, oberon…” the creature lilted in her voice.

“k i s s m e . . .”

[kremlin]

christ i was happy writing about 1% of the things i otherwise seriously put mental effort into organizing and planning and intending to write. now i can't manage that. and i'm all but certain the problem is one i'm ill equipped to solve. i need powerful electroshock therapy or something. like, illegal, unethically powerful electroshock therapy.

[tamagotchikgs]

i hav that wet pain again but this time its under my left rib and its been consistently there since yesterday

[starbeambully]

Our Purim Celebration was fun, my pavlova won the bake off and I got a 1960's copy of Winnie the Pooh in Latin.

[impulsivedecisionsat3am]

i have plans for the gerard dress. unfortunately these plans involve a petticoat

[elithesia-autem-danguarde]

Chapters: 4/5 Fandom: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series), Pokemon Legends: Arceus (Video Game), Pocket Monsters: Black & White | Pokemon Black and White Versions, Pocket Monsters: Black 2 & White 2 | Pokemon Black 2 & White 2 Versions Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kudari | Emmet & Nobori | Ingo, Kamitsure | Elesa & Nobori | Ingo, Nobori | Ingo & Shou | Akari, Kudari | Emmet & Shaga | Drayden, Nobori | Ingo & Shaga | Drayden, Kamitsure | Elesa & Kudari | Emmet, Kamitsure | Elesa & Kudari | Emmet & Nobori | Ingo Characters: Nobori | Ingo, Kudari | Emmet, Kamitsure | Elesa, Shou | Akari, Kai | Irida, Shaga | Drayden, Huuro | Skyla Additional Tags: Returning Home, Post-Canon, Near Death Experiences, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Consequences, Dealing with absences, Settling back in, Realizing a shit ton of stuff happens when you get teleported to the past, Emotions, Reconciliation, Drayden is Ingo and Emmet's biological uncle, Mentions of Terrorism, Until Nintendo declares an official timeline of events I make my own rules, No the artbook doesn't count, Childhood Memories, Brotherly Love, Elesa is like a sister to Ingo and Emmet, Background Relationships, Elesa and Skyla girlfriends, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Ingo leaving Hisui is bittersweet, Hospitals, Ingo and Emmet are both autistic, Stigmas around twins, oh btw blankshippers kindly DNI if you value your knees Summary:

Upon experiencing a mysterious connection to another time and space, Warden Ingo regains his memories and makes the choice to return home to Unova where he belongs. However, he has to deal with not only his own emotions about being in Hisui for over a year, but how his absence impacted those that loved him. Settling back home isn't easy, but there are always people who stand behind him, particularly his precious little brother who missed him so dearly.

[grim-has-issues]

vete conmigo ☝️

no está muerto 🚫💀

solas paralyzados

oh right english ok 👌

look just come with me 👀

we have to leave NOW 🏃🏃‍♀️💨

ill explain everything ♾️

[thecranewivesrpf]

just infodumped the backrooms au onto my friends poor unsuspecting discord server. nobody is going to read it, but I need it out of my system

I love how they play a game that correlates to the backrooms ONCE and I jumped on it immediately. the phasmophobia streams are semi-canon for it. xBcrafted is a fucking fish creature, because if I send my Minecraft men to the backrooms I get to make up at least one entity ok. xisumavoid is an MEG employee (employee?) with an evil twin that kind of kills people oopsies. Pearl may or may not die depending on how I'm feeling the day I write her oneshot, don't worry about that though :D

Might have Grian have a run-in with Jerry, but I have to reread the article to figure out if you can like, not get roped into Jerry's cult with an encounter

[forxstboyfriend]

WHY do THINGS cost MONEY

[tiredartistgay]

“I was made to be her, but she’s gone for good.”

[yeepof]

I understand that tall men are our POV characters, but surely being like a foot taller than everyone around them would have some occasional consequences

[knockknockwhosthereartistism]

I was inspired

[omatoxin]

fish song

[marisatomay]

People will claim to be a fan of some thing and then hate all of the themes and motifs and story lines and plot lines and protagonists and antagonists like man I don’t think that you actually like it here