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Just saw the utg excerpt and seeing flitmouse still managing to be relaxed by the mounting position, despite the ammount of traumatising events surrounding it,
It rreaaaallly cements the horror behind efnisien completely rejecting it entirely and having SUCH a visceral reaction to it
Gary wasn't lying when it was something fundamentally broken :(
Yeahhhh, I feel like how omegas - even traumatised omegas - respond to things like alpha persuasion, or being mounted etc. highlights just how profoundly Efnisien was - to the staff at Hillview - just having this radically aberrant, strange response. While they believed he was an omega, nothing made sense, and of course they couldn't predict his outcomes. When you have omegas like Flitmouse and even Nate still calming at alpha persuasion, every reaction Efnisien has is awful (far more like an alpha).
But his trauma around mounting is severe. It highlights just how much it's an act for omegas, and therefore, how much it's an act done to emasculate and harm alphas after say, a duel. It's something that almost no alphas experience these days in "humane" society, so for Efnisien to be going through it on a weekly basis was truly shocking to Gary.
I am so glad, in a way, that Gary could kind of hear the safeword, pause, and then be like 'oh no we have to stop' even if he can't articulate it in clear sentences. He was very horrified to find out what he'd been about to do, and it's a good sign of just how much those peak alpha urges take over cognitive thought in those states. Gary goes out of his way to avoid hurting Efnisien like that, unless he's in that state of mind.
That being said, I will always love Efnisien still managing to snark, in his state of sheer terror, about how the panic button's still too far away lol
#asks and answers#underline the black#efnisien ap wledig#dr gary konowalous#omegaverse#underline the rainbow#mm romance#i mean yeah basically like#it's true that even flitmouse who's gone through trauma specifically through#and because of mounting#can still find it very relaxing#like even he has enough self-awareness to still feel some dread#in the beginning#but the pose itself eventually takes over and he relaxes anyway#it's not uncommon for abusers in this universe to weaponise these things against omegas#and part of the rehab process is like#creating new positive links back to these things alsdkj
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Beauties in 1986 chinese drama Journey to the Westč„æęøøč®°
yutujingēå
ē²¾ jade rabbit spirit
zhizhujingččē²¾ spider spirit
chang'e嫦åØ„ moon goddess
jin bi bai mao shu jingéé¼»ē½ęÆé¼ ē²¾ Golden nosed white haired mouse spirit
nv er guo guo wang儳åæå½å½ē The Queen of Women's KingdomĀ
#china#fashion#chinese fashion#yutujing's attire is indian fashion because she disguised herself as an Indian princess#journey to the west#jttw#sun wukong#yutujing is my fave#she is so bunny vibe#she also played the real indian princess#She has excellent acting skills#The real and fake princesses are totally different#also i love the mouse spirit she's just so charming#Many of the spirits in jttw have deep backgrounds#they are all dependents or mounts of Heavenly Immortals#For example#this Mouse Spirit#she has a very high position in the Heavenly Court because she is the adopted daughter of Pagoda-bearing Heavenly King#Nezha's righteous sister#and she is so beautiful that in the end#Buddha couldn't bear to really punish her
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#trolls#trolls 3#trolls band together#jd ex husband#it was a julien day for sure#john dory#jd trolls#trolls jd#i guess i should make a tag for julien#trolls oc julien#nice#trolls oc#i have fucking vampire empire in my head BFJEJFJVJRBSJ#maybe thats where the energy of this sketch came from#jd is mistrustful of julien because he was worried julien would kill him for his life insurance money#but he ALSO mistrustful because julien lip synchs#they would perform together in mount rageous but julien would never ad lib with jd#and then one day he found out why when he tried to sing into juliens mic and it wasnt on#anyway! lore in the tags lol#this is too much i understand but .. whatever .. we are having fun š
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The way we discuss prophecy in fandom is genuinely fascinating. GRRM spends so much time showing how different characters have different interpretations of the same thing based on their own cultural contexts. He says that prophecy is tricky to navigate through multiple characters, showing that even the most careful practitioner can get almost everything wrong and fall victim to their own fallacies (see Mel). So tell me why the main takeaway for large parts of this fandom is āprophecy stupid, it doesnāt matterā. My brothers and sisters in Rāhllor, GRRM didnāt invent multiple characters (three of whom are main POVs!!) who can see the future for this to be the conclusion. This is a FANTASY series. Please Iām begging, let us be serious š„²
#like azor ahai has different interpretations and different candidates based on how you certain interpret events#you either do it very literally (dany) or very figuratively (jon) and the interesting thing is that both a very valid#same with tptwp being two people at the same time!!#is the stallion that mounts the world dany or is it drogon?? how does that affect how people navigate danyās campaign?#how does that affect how DANY!! navigates how own life#how does being born solely to fulfill tptwp prophecy affect rhaegarās entire personality? his sociopolitics??#prophecy is very real and the important part is how our characters navigate a very real phenomenon#but then thereās also the very aggravating conversation among those who do take the prophecies seriously in fandom#because so many of them have a shallow level of engagement with the genre and how itās reflected in the text#so we get āoh grrm is subverting fantasy so the boy cannot be the subject of prophecy because thatās cliche!!111ā#but Iām too tired to get into that todayā¦.#asoiaf#valyrianscrolls
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Star Trek: Strange New Worlds Season 1 bloopers (DVD extra features)
The cast channeling their accident-prone Captain! :D
#star trek strange new worlds#strange new worlds#star trek#captain pike#christopher pike#anson mount#rebecca romijn#strangenewworldsedit#trekedit#tvedit#*edit#number one#nurse chapel#the blooper reel is a TREASURE#there's a lot of anson in it!#everyone is adorable and in high spirits#all the noises are more pronounced#because the sets are so big :D#love rebecca staring at anson#before they both start laughing!
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Shoutout to this massive buck that had a third antler growing in
#been getting a lot of freaks in lately and I am a-ok with that#third antlers like this can sometimes happen when cells from the pedacle of an antler get transferred to another spot via injury#this will then cause an antler to grow in that location because antler growth is one hell of an adaptation#now was this from an injury? no idea#genuinely I think itās just a funky mutation#european mount#whitetail deer#skull#taxidermy#vulture culture#taxidermist#cw dead animal#tw animal death#tw dead animal#cw animal death#oddities
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OMG I FORGOT TO POST THIS VIDEO HERE
#this is a collab i did with two of my friends hehe#i drew tang bo#im actually crazy because i think my OWN drawing of tang bo is saur cute#ough tangchungā¦.#wails loudly#rotmhs#rotbb#return of the blossoming blade#return of the mount hua sect#ķģ°ź·ķ#chung myung#tang bo#cheong myeong
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Lord help me Iāve got a problemā¦ well, a few actually
#halsin#baldur's gate 3#bg3 halsin#oak father preserve me#bg3 spoilers#bg3#oakdaddy#lord help me#im a simp#I need more fan art of him because Iāve done saved it all#mount halsin#nothing could prepare me for the scene that unfolded before my eyes#if I had a nickel for every baldurs gate man I fell in love with Iād have too many nickels
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Aww is Trolls 3 trending on tumblr instead Wish? Let me bring out my tiniest violin for Disney's worst attempt at making a movie.
#trolls#trolls 3#seriously tho trolls 3 is actually funny and the music is awesome#go listen to mount rageous#velvet and veneer#are actuallly amazing villains#and the entire production was done on a rush because they messed up some softwares at the beginning of making the movie#and you cant even tell#meanwhile disney had a billions dollars and all the time in the world to make this 100th movie and this is what they came up with#disney#wish#trolls 3 band together
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Hi, Tin! I love your writing and I have a prompt for you, if you are interested) what if Tang family is too afraid of Tang Bo leaving permanently and eloping with Cheong Myeong? So they initiate marriage negotiations with Mount Hua. It can be angst (CM is socially isolated and insecure about his position) or romantic comedy (awkward situations and protective Cheong Mun), up to you). Thank you in advance!
It was a well-established fact that the Dark Saint of the Tang Family was one of their generation's best.
So it came as no surprise when an influx of marriage proposals flooded their family's estateābecause rumors started flying around that the Dark Saint was in search of a partner.
The Dark Saint held a reputation for being cold and ruthless. To cultivators and martial artists, he was someone they feared making into an enemy due to his sheer battle prowess and poisonous abilities. To normal civilians, he was a genius who wielded the Tang Family's techniques with cool precision and intent; to them, he was just another mysterious cultivator that they would only ever know of through gossip and stories.
However, in recent years, something shifted. His reputation among common folk was slowly altered. It started off with a supposed battle between him and the Plum Blossom Sword Saint which turned into a sudden and unexpected friendship.
Whereas in the past the Dark Saint would only go around Sichuan and closeby villages, he was now found going around different major cities and unknown ones.
He was often in the company of Mount Hua's Plum Blossom Sword Saint, who worked with him side-by-side to eradicate groups from the Demonic Cult and the occasional bandits and thieves.
For supposed Taoists, the two visited different establishments to drink alcohol and talk cheerily. It was during one of these moments that the first rumor began its spark.
"Ahhhh," The Plum Blossom Sword Saint groans in satisfaction. "That sure hits the spot!"
The Dark Saint chuckles as he tosses back his own drink. "If only I could enjoy everyday like this. Alcohol really is the best."
"What would your future wife think?" The Plum Blossom Sword Saint jokingly and dramatically shakes his head in disappointment. "To have a husband who loves alcohol more than his own wife...!"
The Dark Saint wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. "Trust me, I would make sure that my wife knows full-well just how much I love them."
The two of them share a silent, private conversation with just their eyes alone, that none of the other restaurant's customers could decipher, before they leave a generous tip and went on their way.
It snowballs from there.
All of a sudden gossip went around about the Dark Saint's interest in finding a wife. And so several people came to the same conclusion.
The reason why the Dark Saint is travelling around more than usual is because he's looking for a prospective wife.
Clearly, the Plum Blossom Sword Saint was there to provide moral support. How truly admirable and strong their brotherhood must be!
On the other hand, the head of the Tang Family was fully aware of their Dark Saint's single-minded interest in Mount Hua's Chung Myung.
Seeing all the stacks of letters that ranged from proposing strategic alliances and general marriage offers brought the current head of the Tang Family to a very different conclusion.
Tang Bo was trying to slowly draw himself away from their family by leaving their estate. He might be on the hunt, jumping from village to village, trying to create a dowry befitting for the hand of the Plum Blossom Sword Saint and scouting out all the best locations to settle down in.
It really wouldn't be too surprising of an idea if one day a letter turns up from the man with an intent of permanently moving to Mount Hua or some backwater village.
The Tang Family head shakes the thought of losing one of their best and genius members to one of the Ten Great Sects. If he wanted to maintain their family's reputation, he'll need to strike the first move.
And so he begins to pen a decisive letter to the Sect Leader of Mount Hua.
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Chung Mun's hands tremble as reads the letter sent to him by the Tang Family.
'Who did they think they were?' He would have bit out if he had any less self-restraint. The paper crumples in his grip and he receives a questioning glance from Chung Myung who was sprawled eating mooncakes on the opposite side of his desk.
"What's got you so worked up?" The subject of the letter askswithout a care.
Chung Mun takes a deep breath. "The Tang Family wishes for you to transfer into their estate."
He refuses to say out loud the marriage proposal that came along with this request. His Chung Myung was too young! The man might be a sixty years old, but that round face, cheeks carelessly bulging with mooncakes with crumbs littered on his chin, screamed too young for marriage!
"Oh." Chung Myung nods in understanding.
Chung Mun is glad that Chung Myung agrees that this was nonsensical. To think, they thought that Chung Myung would even leave Mount Hua forā
"After the war is over, Tang Bo and I were planning to be roommates and travel the world a bit."
ā?????
"Roommates?" Chung Mun's voices comes out slightly strangled.
"Yup. It's going to be great."
"No."
"'No'?"
Chung Mun tries to run through his previous conversations with Tang Bo. He knew that the man was capable of being underhanded, but he was also well-aware that Tang Bo respected him enough to not blind-side him with something like this. Especially since it concerned Chung Myung.
...
...Oh no.
"Fuck." Chung Mun says, full of feeling as he recalls Tang Bo off-handedly asking permission to live together with Chung Myung in the future.
"...Sect Leader?"
Chung Mun had thought that was a joke! He thought Tang Bo wasn't being serious! They were talking with alcohol in their systems!
The alarmed look that crosses Chung Myung's face informed Chung Mun that the way he felt his blood drain from his face was a visible, physical reaction.
"He asked for your hand in marriage." Chung Mun says faintly. "I said yes."
Chung Myung blinked at him. "Yeah? He told me?"
Okay. Tang Bo, to his credit, hasn't been leaving Chung Myung in the dark at least.
If Chung Myung knows and isn't reacting violently that means that he isn't completely against this. Even if Chung Mun was, he had to reorganize his priorties.
And his number one would be to make sure Chung Myung was happy.
((And to make sure that the Tang Family doesn't think they can step on Chung Mun and pull his little brother away.))
"I'll have to recheck the sect's budget and my own savings to make sure we have enough for the wedding preparations..." Chung Mun mutters as he begins drafting a response to the Tang Family with what he thought were better marriage agreement conditions.
But then, a flash of dread causes Chung Mun to pause writing and leave a dark ink blot on the paper. He suspected, but he really wishes that he was wrongā!
"Huh?" Chung Myung gives Chung Mun a confused look. "We already got married though?"
#cmun: you didn't invite me to your wedding??!?!?!?!?#cm: we literally just a signed a paper and kissed#cm and tb eloped because cm didn't want to stretch out mount hua's resources during a war bc of wedding prep#tb and cm are too in love and just decided to get married in the middle of a drinking session actually#they only realized what they did when they woke up the next day but then 'hm? this isn't bad tho?'#anyway cmun asks them to redo their marriage lol he def cries when cmyung bows to him in lieu during the three bows#the tang and mount hua come to an agreement that they get half a year each š#and if tang bo still dies in this au and cm is left a widower......jk jk but then again#Ā»āāāāāāāāāāā#sorry this took me a while š„ŗš irl wasn't kicking it HAHAHAHA#I'm super happy to hear you enjoy my writing and thank you so much for the prompt WAHAHAHAHA#i havent finished reading the side stories yet so sorry if I messed up canon#might come back to this prompt if I find out more info bc there's so much to explore š#and i had to stop bc this was already 1.1k HAHAHAHA#tangchung#chung myung#chung mun#tang bo#rotmhs#rotbb#return of mount hua sect#return of the blossoming blade#tin writes#my ask hole#w-s-kibela
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bring him home
rating: t ā„ļø cw: Eddie in the Upside Down,; Steve on what he thinks is a retrieval mission for his body (it's not); Eddie Munson Lives; Kas!Eddie (ish)Ā ā„ļø tags: established relationship, secret pre-S4 relationship, post-S4, presumed dead (Eddie), mourning and heartbreak (Steve), happy ending (because Eddie is alive, ofc), soul-deep love
forĀ @steddielovemonthĀ day twenty-four: Love is the only thing we can take with usĀ (@thefreakandthehair)
oh hey look, another day I didn't intend to write at all ā„ļø but then @pearynice was intrigued by a stray half-baked idea and I struggle to not at least try to provide content in such instances ā„ļø
Heās only thought it since,Ā since, but heās actually kind of grateful no one knew. That no one could even have guessed. Theyāre on eggshells around him enough as it is, thinking itās the loss, finally, that he couldnāt walk them back from, couldnāt recover themĀ allfrom safe if not wholly sound. They think heās dealing with survivorās guilt or just the general blow of a failure so immense, maybe long overdue: and thatās probably part of it.
But only because itās part of the bigger thing. TheĀ realĀ loss.
They would have been together nearly ten fucking months, yāknow; the better part of a whole goddamnĀ yearĀ since that day at the mall, eyes catching and something justā¦clicking. Like the barest whisper breathingĀ this could beĀ somethingĀ into the universe for them to catch if they wanted, and for all thatās stillĀ goodĀ in the world they bothĀ wanted, beyond any kind of logic they both fuckingĀ reached.
And Steve knows heās worrying everyone, knows Joyce cooks for him because sheās sacred for him, knows Claudia bakes for the very same reason; he knows Robinās gone back to biting her nails over him, and he hates that, heĀ hatesĀ it but, like: Steve feels like he left his soul in that hellscape with the man heād wrapped up in it; knows he left his heart there, because he gave it to that same man ages ago and never ever considered taking it backāand heās kind of just a, a shell, now, and itās good that they all think Steveās just fucked up over the lost, over-inflated savior complex, Rob had muttered more than once and sure, fineālet them think thatās all it is.
It means he can plan without interference.
It means he can drive to the last oozing rift in the world with axes he found in the garage, a crowbar he grabbed at The War Zoneāwhich he knows because he found a receipt, not because he can remember going, driving, paying; he fuckingĀ canātāa fucking tire lift that he things is better suited to trucks than his Beemer but thatās why he needs it: he need to rip open the earth beneath his feet because maybe his heart died down there with the boy he loves in ways he didnāt know heĀ could, not until he found those reserves of feeling inside him well up for the fact ofĀ himĀ and maybe itās too later for his heart, and maybe his soulās locked in as a funeral shroud but godadmn itĀ allā
Steve needs to bring Eddieās bodyĀ home.
Dropping through he fissure in the ground is second nature, like something calling him through the break and that feel right, because the Upside Down for what it is alone is somewhere Steve never wants to be, never wants to touch: but what it holdsĀ nowĀ what it stole from him and claimed and kept: Steve wants that back beside him, it doesnāt matter how. Cold, torn, broken,Ā goneāSteveās already those things himself. Now heās just a raw nerve, but if that nerve could go numb, could freeze for so much pain, so much abuse and hurt. He feels more for the knowledge of how much things should destroy him; he thinks his body is more of an echo chamber, a void that moves but isnātā¦thereĀ anymore.
IsĀ here, because he left the best of him, theĀ wholeĀ of him here, and heāit creaks in his knees when he hits the ground on the other side, shoots up his spine from the bones of him on contact; it should hurt, it should hurt but he canāt feel so much, and he needs to get his bearings, needs to orient, needs to figure where he is and the quickest way to Forest Hills, to where Eddieā
He canāt feelĀ shitĀ when heās got a purpose, here: the first heās had in weeks.
He moves to stand, gets to his feet atā
Itās unexpected, how much heĀ feelsĀ the impact that knocks him back down, the weight that pushes him to the ground again and covers him, snarls at him, breathes hot and violent against his jaw, against his neck, and Steveā
Steveāll die here, thatās clear from the hiss above him, the way heās pinned like prey, like aĀ meal, and the only thought he really has, in all honesty, is heāll die here.
But he already died here, so it just feels kinda anticlimactic.
The panting against him keeps up, but itā¦it doesnāt go anywhere, it doesnāt become other, or moreāthereās no teeth, no clawing or biting or ripping him apart, draining him dry. He doesnāt think he was afraid for any of it, exactly; his heartās pounding but it feels distant, other and something far from him, disconnected: not a part of his shell-self, so he thinks thatās just ingrained, just an automatic response to a demo-something, probably, sizing up its meal but like, itās notĀ doingĀ anything and Steve, Steve doesnātā¦heās not invested, exactly, he doesnāt even think heĀ cares, butā
He squints his eyes open the barest crack where heād instinctively squeezed them shut and he looks, expects the toothy petals, or even a veiny body; heĀ looksĀ andā
āEddie?ā
Oh, good. Heart, soul: may as well add losing his fucking mind to this place, too, third timeās a goddamn charm.
Because itās not Eddie, it canāt beā¦it canāt beĀ Eddie, andā
Not-Eddie leans into him, presses onto him full-bodied, hips to chest, thighs spread to hold him down like heās going anywhere because, becauseā¦
SteveĀ feelsĀ that. He feels the pressure, he feels pain where this body drags against scrapes in Steveās skin, he feels his heartĀ pounding, Jesus fuckingĀ Christ, that fucking hurts, but he looks at the face thatās looming over him, tipped to the side like itās asking a question, like itās considering Steve below, and it: the bones are sharper, the skin more pale, more drawn up tight and pulledāthe eyes areĀ red, bright like when the lighting cuts the sky, here, but everything elseā¦
āEddie, oh god,ā Steve doesnāt want to question it, Steve doesnāt want to keep his mind if the alternative is moments with some version of Eddie whose breath he canĀ feelĀ again, itās, heās;
āEds,ā he chokes, and Eddieās got him wholly pinned down, he canāt reach for Eddieās face to cup it, to cradle it, so he lets his breath catch, his lungs hitch, lets the tears burn on their way from his eyes in streams as he twitches his fingers, stretches the tips to brush Eddieās palm where he holds Steve down andā
Eddie stills, and his eyes narrow, andā¦
And if Steve has to die here, again: let it be at Eddieās hands. Let it be maybe for Eddieāsā¦benefit, heās wellbeing, however he survives here. Let it be for Eddie.
Always for Eddie.
But then Eddie: Eddie doesnāt let him up, still lean into Steve from the middle, butāhe buries his head at Steveās neck, and breathes in so deep, Steve gets to close his eyes and soak in the feeling of his chest rising into Steveās own: strong.
Real.
āKnown,ā Eddie murmurs, shakes his head like heās trying to shoo a fly, but then a shiver trembles through the whole of him, Steve can trace its trajectory where Eddieās held against him, and then Eddie growlsāitās not a wholly new sound but itās deeper, more animal in it than Steveās ever heard and then he bites out through bared teeth: āKnown.ā
Then he draws back from Steveās neck, studies him shrewdly, a little hesitant, like heās unsure of whateverās happening to him, in him: then he nods, chews at his lower lip in a painfully familiar move before his hands leave Steveās wrists and heāsā
āKnown.ā
Heās tracing Steveās cheekbones, the line of his jaw; heās running his nose against the slope of Steveās, heāsā¦itās like heās tracing him, and he does it so gentle, he almost like he anticipates it, heāsā
āKnown,ā and Eddieās fuckingā¦itās not a growl this time but somehow whatever it is, is deeper, stronger, and he mouths at Steveās neck again but instead of breathing him in, heās sucking at the lines of his arteries down the sides, up and down, and then he follows the blood to the sounds, groans at a pitch Steveās never heard before but itās still, itās sillĀ Eddie, andā
āHurt?ā Eddie mouths at his chest through the layers of his clothes, sounds mournful, stills as he considers something, intent with it before his head pops up, those red eyes so wide andĀ achingĀ as his hands tap against Steveās arms, frantic andā
Oh.
Oh; theyāre tapping out Steveās heartbeats to every racing clench-give echoing through his ribs and Eddie moans, almostĀ wails, thenā
āHurt,ā and he looks frantic, his eyes wild, and his mouth dropped open, bereft and seeking and oh, oh: Eddie thinks his heartās pounding because heās hurt, because heās inĀ painĀ and kinda, a little bit but not like that andā
āNo,ā Steveās quick to try and soothe, even if his voice is barely a rasp; āno, no,ā and his wrists are free to he reaches, covers Eddieās hands and links their fingers together, feels something in him reanimate, come straight back into being just for that touch, and that itāsĀ warm:
āHappy,ā Steve gasps, and squeezes Eddieās hands with force, with feeling; āhappy, to seeĀ you,ā and he closes his eyes in something like relief when Eddieās mouth stills against his chest again; sighs when Eddie nuzzles there, like he always did, like he belongs because heĀ always belongs.
āSo fuckingĀ happy,ā Steve breathes, and he feels weightless; wonders if he died. If he hit the ground and snapped his neck. If the impact was a monster and not the love of his life, somehow saved from ruin just to save Steve back in kind.
āMine,ā Eddie whispers, a little bit of a hiss for the feeling in it, the intensity sewn in as he mouths around the beat of Steveās blood: thatās what he means. Thatās his, that and everything it powers, everything it lends life.
His.
He pulls back, and Steve bites back a whimper for the loss before Eddieās eyes find his and he looksā¦heĀ looks lost, then, grasping, inĀ needĀ as he almost begs, like the answer is the end of all things:
āMine?ā
He lifts one of their joined handsāhe doesnāt disentangle them, and fuck if Steveās ever letting goābut he lifts them to Steveās chest and holds there, presses down and looks pointedly at the way his palm covers Steveās heart, looks up in askance, up and down, there and back over and again, more desperate every time and Steve tightens his fingers around Eddieās and nods, just nods because his voice is gone, his throatās too tight, heāsā
But Eddie sees it. Eddie understands because Eddieā¦
Eddie alwaysĀ understandsĀ what Steve canāt say.
āMine,ā he exhales like itās the answer to the universe, like itās proof of god and the devil, like itās more than air to breathe and Steveāsā¦
Steve doesnāt even know what he is. Except: heās alive.
He died before he left here last time, and now somehow heāsĀ alive. āKnown, sāknown,ā Eddie mutters, shakes his head slow and pins his gaze on different parts go Steveās body, touches and looks up to Steve like it serves as confirmation just to meet his gaze, to watch him blink; āknow, know,ā and Eddie bends again, mouths at his chest and inhales sharp as he rips out, almost feral: āmine,ā and then something in him gives, and he falls to Steveās chest and Steveās heart skips, the terror in him tangible, but he throws out his hands, lets Eddieās grasp go to hold Eddie up and Eddie panting, gasping, something has to be wrongā
āSt,ā Eddieās voice is sandpaper rough, butā¦butĀ fullĀ somehow and Steve canāt name what it is, save that it makes him feel warm, from the inside, in a way heād thought was gone forever. It prickles at his eyes and he doesnāt fight the tears:
āSte,ā Eddie coughs a little, and then he looks up, brow furrowed and muscles tight as he locks his eyes on Steveās and grits out:
āSteve?ā
And those eyes: those eyes meet Steveās nowācolor in them, that depthless nightshade, drenched in that deep warm chocolate shade: Steveās breath catches. His heartbeat skips again, but wholly different, and it looks, itĀ feelsĀ like a weightās been lifted; a spellās been broken. And somehow, somehow even before anything shifted, somehow Eddie,Ā hisĀ Eddie, heā
Whateverās happened, whateverās been done to him: somehow, deeper than any of it, he kept theĀ love.
āSteve.ā
Eddieās voice shakes and he drops his weight again but this time when he presses against Steve itās to wrap him close, to hold him a little clumsy, a whole lot desperate, and itā¦it feels like maybe Steveās soul where itās wrapped around Eddie? Like maybe he gets a little bit of it back; like maybe he can inhale and it could mean something again.
Eddie only draws back to tuck his head under Steveās chin, to dip lower and put his lips to the center of Steveās chest, to breathe there, like life into the heart of him again and fuck, but he feels it.
He kinda doesnāt need to know anything more, doesnāt need to have any more answers to know whatever this is, whatever Eddie needs: theyāll figure it out. Eddieās lips are on his chest. His heartās a mallet againstĀ Eddieās mouth, beats up into the warm rush of his breath: there.Ā Real.
SteveĀ feelsĀ it.
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Glamtober Day 3 - Match Your Mount
Skyruin Gunblade / Rathalos Helm [M] (Soot Black & Nil) / Allegiance Coat (Nil & Dalamud Red) / Ruthenium Vambraces of Fending (Jet Black & Bone White) / Quetzalli Brais of Fending (Qiqirn Brown & Turquoise Green) / Hraesvelgr Boots (Pearl White) / Archeo Kingdom Earrings of Fending
#ffxiv#gpose#ffxivglamtober2024#duskwight#i use this mount most of the time because myth sort of matches it anyway#but now we are *matching* matching
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The Exorcistsā Masks of Virtue
The vast majority of Exorcists in Hazbin Hotel have a notable design element that other angels donāt: their masks are missing an eye. Specifically, the right eye.
I believe this is a reference to the Bible, Matthew 5:29. Jesus says, āIf your right eye causes you to stumble, gouge it out and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to be thrown into hell.ā
Heās being hyperbolic. Mr Free Healthcare was not pro-mutilation. What he means is that you have to be willing to make sacrifices to prevent sin. The context of the eye metaphor is him condemning adultery and warning that even something as easy, casual and small as a look full of lustful intent can lead to further, worse sin if you donāt notice your sin, hold yourself accountable for it and do the work to not let it influence your decisions. This will probably be hard. It could be very, very painful. Changing your perspective can feel as horrible as plucking out your eye, so many people canāt bring themselves to do it. But although it wonāt feel that way in the moment, itās healthier for our general wellbeing in the long run to abandon traits and behaviours that damage ourselves and/or others.
(You may notice that Jesusās teaching that you can have sinned, redeem yourself by giving up sin and thus escape damnation is the founding principle of the Hazbin Hotel. You may also notice that it contradicts everything the Exorcists believe.)
The Exorcists seem to follow this idea of painfully excising badness for the sake of the greater good devoutly to the point of placing it above teachings like āThou shalt not killā, with their job being to remove sin, in the form of sinners, to protect Heaven. Hence the missing right eyes. Theyāre a declaration of moral righteousness and inability to stumble.
But the truth is that the Exorcists all have their right eyes. Their flawlessness is a facade. Underneath, they are untouched, think themselves morally untouchable and, as shown by their horror and outrage when even one of them is killed, would much rather be physically untouchable too. This perfectly represents their complete unwillingness to acknowledge their own faults, let alone improve. They are never the ones who sacrifice. They force the sinners to sacrifice and donāt compensate it with any salvation. They metaphorically rip out the sinnersā eyes, but still condemn their entire bodies as inherently, permanently sinful. So theyāll just have to do another Extermination to get the other eyes! And another one to cut off their right hands! And so on until thereās nothing left.
The only exception to the rule is Vaggie, both in appearance and character. Her mask has the left eye crossed out instead. Even before her expulsion, sheās set apart to the audience as an Exorcist who has the capacity to, shall we say, see a different side of things. Her mask having its āsinfulā right eye reflects her understanding that the Exorcist worldview is wrong.
When she almost kills a demon child, her hateful vision clears. She discards the part of herself thatās an unquestioning, merciless agent of death, terror and griefā¦ and as punishment for what Lute perceives as treacherous weakness, gets her eye plucked out.
Of course Lute leaves her with only the āsinfulā eye. It brands Vaggie forever as the inversion, a perversion, of what the Exorcists are meant to be.
You know, all this talk of eye removal in the Bible reminds me of another line - āan eye for an eyeā. Adam directly quotes it in āHell is Foreverā. He uses it to frame the Exterminations as Old Testament-style punitive justice; the sinners did harm and so they receive it. But putting aside the debate about how ethical the concept of revenge is, the entire point of taking an eye for an eye is that itās proportional. The punishment fits the crime. If someone cuts your eye out, you shouldnāt murder their whole family in front of them and then slowly disembowel them to death. That would be the sin of wrath. You should just make them pay without excessive pain or collateral damage. This is the fairest form of revenge.
The Exorcists donāt do that! The Exterminations arenāt proportional to the wrongs of all they hurt, nor was Vaggieās brutal punishment equivalent to her extremely mild insubordination. Lute literally takes Vaggieās eye, and more, after Vaggie does nothing to her! Thatās the opposite of the phrase! Adam and his soldiers are wrathful and cruel, deriving satisfaction from othersā suffering. But they just canāt stop going on and on about how disgustingly evil the sinners are, in total hypocrisyā¦ despite some of the sinners being far better people than the genocidal Exorcists areā¦ itās like theyāre obsessed with specks of dust in the sinnersā eyes when they have massive logs stuck in their own. Oh hey, thatās in the Bible too!
#both emotionally and symbolically i am rooting for vaggie or charlie to take out one of luteās eyes#i was like ācool vaggieās missing the opposite eye to her former mask!ā#and then i went back and saw that her mask was also different#and then i went down a rabbit hole of biblical mentions of bad things happening to eyes#i know god and jesus (and the holy spirit) probably wonāt appear in the show#at least not in person#but i do cherish the mental image of adam and his genocidal army hanging out#when jesus christ bursts in with a whip#and gets all āyou have made my fatherās house into a den of thievesā on them but an order of magnitude more intense#because HE SAID LOVE ONE ANOTHER#WHERE IS THE LOVE#HE SPECIFICALLY REQUESTED IT#iām not christian! iām a hardcore atheist!#religion is just as fictious to me as egyptian mythology#however i am also autistic and have major special interests in mythology and folklore#so here i am fervently writing analysis of the sermon on the mount#hazbin hotel#hazbin vaggie#hazbin hotel vaggie#vaggie#hazbin hotel exorcists#hazbin exorcists#hazbin hotel analysis#hazbin analysis
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can you please draw more John Julian Iām craving more š³ļøāšš„ŗš
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#trolls#trolls 3#trolls band together#john dory#john dory trolls#jd trolls#trolls oc#trolls oc julien#julien is nervous because although he is talented and good in the booth he struggles with performing live#hence: lip synching#but they do wind up singing together and they have fun#this is when they first started dating#so i guess theyre in a bar like at the edge of mount rageous thats a little divey#maybe ill draw them singing together too who knows#this has become less of ājds evil exsā and more ājd dating simā
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Feel free to be more specific in comments/notes if you want! If you want to elaborate further, how do you organize them? By role, species, age, alphabetical order, vibes or something else?
#I use a mix of improperly used site (Trello) and writing it all down in Drive (docs and sheets my beloved)#sure I also use tumblr but it's all already written in the sacred texts(?) so that feels like an extension of my note docs#and lol it used to be ALL in my mind. then I learned not to trust my memory too much. anything I think and I like goes down on a note.#that said I'm considering moving it all to Obsidian (as soon as I learn how to use it) because of some nitpicks I have with docs#anyway so far I organized my gw2 ocs in story-relevancy categories: Main. Extra. Background. Companions.#mains do story-relevant stuff. extras are supporting characters to mains or have minor roles in important story stuff. backgrounds are -#- mostly family or part of others' backstory. companions are pets/mounts/constructs/creatures (and get their own subcategories).#I should probably go back and change some OCs' categories though oops#poll#am curious therefore I ask#(and I need to compare how I do these things because I feel like I could improve in some areas)#I poll you answer
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Kingdom Hearts 3 - Olympus
#kingdom hearts 3#kh3#olympus#scenery#my gif#you could tell they wanted to make a good first impression with this world because they went all out#just think about how it used to be nothing but the exterior of the coliseum and the lobby#you can properly explore thebes now even if it is in shambles after the attack#and it's a surprisingly big town#then there's mount olympus and you actually get to climb all the way to the top#the base is so lush with all kinds of flowers and distant waterfalls it's gorgeous#until eventually you reach the rocky and cavernous mountain top during a severe thunderstorm#it feels very bleak and gloomy until you're suddenly greeted by the golden gates leading to the realm of the gods#and wow it's just stunning#really really beautiful world
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