#and just come pouring out

[octoling-wearing-gauges]

going thru a tough breakup lmao

[godsfavoritescientist]

Sleeping Soundly Again - my comic for the Until the End of Time zine! I drew this around a year ago, and I'm so excited to get to unleash it on the world at last.

[reeseykins]

Thoughts on Emmrich while Rook is trapped in the Fade

Kind of obsessed with thinking about Emmrich's deteriorating mental state while Rook was trapped in the Fade.

The first few days he's ultra focused on finding a way to get Rook back. He's a Fade expert -- this sort of problem was made for him to solve. He tells himself he WILL find a solution, because that's why he's here, right? He keeps telling himself that over and over, willing himself to solve this impossible problem.

He stays awake for 48 hours straight. Bellara and Neve are with him at first, each pouring over an arcane text he's brought with him from Nevarra, searching for the very few-and-far-between references of anyone who has physically walked in the Fade. Sometime after the sun rises, he realizes he's alone. He doesn't remember when the others left, presumably to rest.

Lucanis brings coffee. He squeezes the elder mage's shoulder and assures him -- "We'll get her back." Emmrich doesn't look up from the page. He knows that if the Crow could see his eyes, he'd see all the fear and guilt he's trying so desperately to pretend isn't slowly consuming him from within.

By day three he's coming undone. He hasn't shaved, hasn't bathed, has barely moved from his seat amongst an ever-growing stack of books, each carefully flagged or left open wherever he's found even a hint of a clue that could bring her back to him. He dozes off, face down on an open tome. Bellara sneaks in and drapes a blanket over his shoulders, careful not to wake him.

He loses his focus on the seventh day. It's been a week - an entire week - since she's been gone. He'll never see her again. He spent their last night together arguing with her. He lays down on his bed and presses the palm of his hand to the mattress where Rook had once curled beside him. It's cold; there is no scrap of her warmth left.

By day ten he's manic. His mind still replays the argument over and over and over, but the memory is quieter now, interspersed with a hundred other, brighter moments. The curve of her lips as she smiled just for him, the fall of a lock of hair across her face that he gently pushed behind her ear, the sweet sound of her sudden inhalation of breath as they made love. These memories should be a comfort, but instead they torment him with the knowledge of what he's lost. He paces back and forth along the walkway at the top of the spiral staircase in his room, praying that a solution will materialize out of the haze clouding his mind. This cannot be the end.

Darkness takes hold. He's losing himself, losing the very essence of what makes him who he is. There are whispers at the edge of his consciousness, and he knows instinctually that he's become a target of some demon or another - desire, or perhaps despair. He'll rip open the Fade, he thinks to himself. To hell with the Dread Wolf, he'll bring down the Veil if only to get her back. He'll drown the world in demons, in blood, lay waste to everything. His chest heaves, he's frantic now, running his hands through his hair and panting. There is no air in the room, in his lungs. But then he feels a familiar presence behind him. Manfred is there with tea. The madness fades, he regains himself and musters the will to banish those evil fantasies from his mind.

What good would it do to get Rook back if he destroys himself, possibly everyone and everything, in the process? He washes up, shaves for the first time in days, changes his clothes, and goes to find the rest of the team. He cannot be alone anymore with his thoughts.

And then, she is back. She doesn't see how dangerously close he came to succumbing to despair. She doesn't see him unkempt or disheveled. But she knows. He wraps his arms around her in bed that night, hooks his foot over her ankle, drawing her in tight like a choking vine, and she knows.

[frownyalfred]

normal people use the sauna to relax but today mid-sauna session I had the crushing realization that I needed to rewrite at least 5k of my new fic draft and I wasn't allowed to have my phone in there so I was stuck sweating for 30 minutes just re-doing it all in my head trying not to scream...really got the heart rate up, I'll say that.

[skitskatdacat63]

2009 Abu Dhabi Grand Prix - Sebastian Vettel(ft. Mark Webber & Jenson Button)

[jiraisupportgroup]

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊

Sometimes life is harder than usual. Sometimes triggers hit you harder than you think they “should”, sometimes your emotions take control, sometimes thoughts of relapsing are stronger than others, some days are just too much.

♡ and that’s okay!! ♡

Having bad days doesn’t mean all of your progress is gone, it doesn’t mean all your work is for nothing, it doesn’t mean you’re going to be “like this” forever.

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

[cerebral-soup]

I am ONCE AGAIN proven a dope I thought jayce and Viktor were going to kill each other tragically.... not the heart to heart. Not the tender embrace. This show has broken me how dare they choose love over violence

[puppppppppy]

43. For the ask game

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

going straight for the jugular arent we

[coriander-candlesticks]

I was pouring a promised libation out to Hermes, Apollo, Aphrodite, and Dionysus this afternoon (I'd asked them for help with a personal matter involving a sibling) and as I was looking up at the sky talking about the situation I saw three hawks start to circle something a little ways in the distance. Hawks aren't exactly uncommon here but it had been a while since I'd seen any, let alone three at once, so it caught my attention.

And while I was trying to figure out what type of bird they were (not an eagle, too short a neck to be a vulture, etc) one of them swooped down into a neighbor's backyard and back up along the tree in my backyard, close enough that, if a branch weren't in the way, I would have been able to see its feather markings. While hawks were somewhat usual, experiencing that certainly was not. So, of course, when I got inside I looked up if any Greek gods are associated with hawks.

And, of course, Apollo is.

I've been thinking a lot about the difference between "this is just a Thing That Happens" and a sign so it was nice to see a direct example of how something differs when it's coming from a god.

[onelastsailxr]

I love writing fanfiction but I also hate writing fanfiction.

I'm halfway in with one fanfic and the next minute a new thought crashes in like a tornado, bumping every other idea out of the way like 'here I am! (rock u like a hurricane!)' and then I have to sit there, like the mad woman that I am, because damn it's not a bad idea actually, so now I'm including this prompt to my list (of like 8 fics I have written on so far, from the like 100 ideas I have)

[bugeyedfreaks]

yet another big brained ppg ship idea of mine: these two bonding over their shared trauma, eventually creating a wholesome romance for the ages

top ten moments before unimaginable horrors

[strawberrycamel]

ninjago seabound hurts. so much. what the fuck

[wisecrackingeric-2]

Can I be mega autistic here and vent for a second and ask if anyone else is lowkey scared for whatever the next RE game is HSBWHDNDJ

[asheanon]

🐌 Hi, yes. Hello! Today, I am sharing many musings for the MerMay that is now here. ✨ 🧜‍♂️ 🧜 🧜‍♀️ ✨

Just a bunch of WIPs, concepts and whatnot that I still have in the works that I figured might be fun to share (again - and not again. Some are new!) That way, if all else fails and I have nothing else for this MerMay, we have some good ol' signs of Mer-life!

Please accept my humble Mer-chandise. 🧜‍♀️🎨

And the return of Bubble Cat. 🐱 🫧

[thatswhatsushesaid]

hi cql only here how did wen chao die in the novel?? did jc participate?

jiang cheng sure does participate, and with great enthusiasm and gusto lol. it's a real brotherly bonding moment between him and wei wuxian, and the satisfaction they derive from it is a clear parallel with the satisfaction jgy derives from jgs's death. that said, the moment of wen chao's actual death isn't described in detail, but it really doesn't have to be given we see just how brutally wei wuxian has used his modao/guidao (choose whichever answer makes the wwx stans angriest) to torture him prior to lan wangji and jiang cheng's arrival.

if you want the details, i can include them in the comments here, but if you can get your hands on a copy of the EXR translation, wen chao's death happens in chapter 62. it's very grim.