#angry mama

[olivier-pouchelon]

[dixieandherbabies]

Dixie and her babies.

These interlopers were here earlier!!! If you turn the volume up, you can hear my hiss explosion!

[isefyres-archive]

"we   already   reached   to   the   hightowers   and   made   it   clear   house   tyrell   does   not   support   their   take   of   the   throne.   but   we   will   neither   make   a   move   to   support   rhaenyra   targaryen's   own   claim."   her   son   is   barely   a   child,   he   still   holds   on   her   lap   at   times   while   she   holds   regency   at   highgarden.   she   is   not   going   to   put   him   through   a   war   and   leave   a   taint   on   his   name   and   legacy   just   because   their   vassal   house   went   rogue.   "house   tyrell   denounces   house   hightower   and   their   actions   and   if   required,   we   will   raise   arms,   but   to   stop   them   and   them   alone."   the   reach   can   torn   itself   apart,   but   highgarden   will   stand   neutral,   no   sides   chosen   for   either   one. | open starter.

[fairsweetlonging]

time travel au where liu qingge and shen qingqiu (yuan) end up accidentally traveling a decade back in time before luo binghe was amitted to qing jing peak and before shen qingqiu had his qi deviation, but after their generation has risen to peak lords.

which means, shen yuan realizes quickly, as they're accosted by said peak lords, that he will have to face shen jiu.

as they're being cleared for demonic energy and the likes, mu qingfang of course instantly detects the poison without a cure eating away at shen yuan's meridians. liu qingge pulls a copy of the treatment plan out of his sleeve (shen yuan blushes a bit, did liu qingge always keep that on hand?), and just like in the current timeline, they agree to keep it under wraps.

shen jiu tries various times to get a moment alone with shen yuan, but he never quite manages because liu qingge is there, who is also... nice?? to him?? for some reason?? shen jiu gets a bit flustered at the solemn politeness and skitters off.

it comes out pretty quickly that shen yuan has "memory loss", and thus can't remember anything that's currently taking place in this time. shen yuan expects scorn, hatred and disdain from shen jiu, expects to be grabbed and interrogated, to arouse suspicion.

but shen jiu looks....... sad???

being transported here threw shen yuan's qi off-balance (even liu qingge had to sit down, which means it's bad), and his cultivation is already so unstable, so when the peak lords are all squabbling and arguing and threatening and raising their voice, he can feel his body shut down. he sees yue qingyuan start to move towards him, which, knowing the future yue qingyuan, he really isn't up for right now—but before the sect leader can get to him someone else is at his back, transferring him qi, holding him up gently by his shoulders, then coaxing him up, leading him outside

shen yuan's been fed qi by every peak lord at least once. he doesn't recognize this one. that means it can only be one person.

he looks up. it's shen jiu.

and it's bizarre, getting fussed over by the scum villain, having gentle hands run along his back, his hair, that clear, soothing voice calming him down. and somehow shen jiu knows exactly what to do?? somehow it works perfectly on him?? it's almost as if shen jiu has known him his whole—

oh.

bodies, like homes, hold memories, even if the original occupants are no longer there. it's the milestone marks on the doorpost that chart a child's growth, blurry photographs faded by time, scuffed floors from well-walked paths, and tiny holes in the walls where pictures once hung.

shen jiu takes him to the bamboo house, pours him tea, and asks, calmly, what he remembers from their childhood.

it's not his childhood, so shen yuan doesn't actually remember anything, but the body he's in does. the memories it holds are emotional rather than visual; he remembers being alone, scared, and hungry. he remembers anger, pain. a dark room. loud voices. he remembers his heart skipping a beat when heavy boots stomp his way. the sound of a whip.

he doesn't have to lie. the memories aren't his own, and they're from long ago, which means shen jiu has them too. and, he supposes, this is his only chance to find out what really happened.

but shen jiu doesn't say anything about it. he just nods and stares, intensely. then he asks shen yuan if he remembers yue qingyuan. shen yuan says no, he doesn't. the conversation takes a very strange turn after that. shen yuan can't help but feel a little queasy when shen jiu asks him if yue qingyuan has taken advantage of his memory loss.

"has he come into your home? has he brought you gifts, sweets? does he invite you for tea? did you accept?"

he has. shen yuan doesn't know why that would be a problem, the sect leader has been nothing but kind and helpful and patient. and generous, too.

when he says yes shen jiu looks furious.

liu qingge (his one) comes to pick him up, and his time with shen jiu is cut short. somewhere he's glad, cuddling into liu qingge's back as he holds him while they fly. he feels a little bad for yue qingyuan, knowing he's probably caused a big fight, but it doesn't sit right with him. he wishes he knew what happened.

.

liu qingge, meanwhile, is having the time of his life fighting himself. it's good practice!

[tiny-space-platypus]

Ok so it's like 3am and I can only think of DC/DP but dimensional warfare. Like the GIW have been fucking with the dead so much, messing with Danny so much, that he decides fuck it we ball. If I become Danny do fucking be it.

Like Danny has tried to be good. He had tried desperately to be good since he was 14,since he died. Like he wasn't really a kid after that. He had tried to get help from the JL but his pleas were ignored, he tried to tell them about the GIW, he tried to tell them about the anti-ecto laws but he got nothing.

Now he was older, now he was bitter, now they had taken his children. Now was time for war. It was easy, so easy that it was uncomfortable for him. Killing shouldn't be so easy but humans were so fragile. He let ghosts and demons and anything else run wild, he had every city spirit cause their worse. He sent a message to the world before causing a world wide black out.

"I have let you mess with the dead. I have protected you from the dead. I have protected you from future and from yourselves. Yet you decide to take my children. You take the spawn of the king of the Infinite Realms and expect no consequences. This is a declaration of war long overdue. Prepare yourself living realms, your days are limited. I will either find my children or you will return them to me. Till then in joy your blackout."

And with that earth was plunged into the darkness of night. As the monsters that haven't terrorized the earth in millennia roam without a care.

JL and JLD are freaking the fuck out. Trying to prevent as much chaos as possible. They had to find those kids they had to play diplomate to an angry god or send the flash back before this to hopefully fix this. They had to fix this.

[shanesevikasfuckdoll]

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr 😡

[lavenderprose]

'He would not fucking say that' only it's 'That child would not speak in full fucking sentences.'

[tanema123]

Yup. He is dead. Rip Zestial. You shall be remembered.

Big Sisters?

Since my handwriting is not the best, here is the transcription:

Clara: What the hell is going on in there?

Odette: Shoud we go in?

Clara: Idk, better knock.

(Clara knocks on the door, Carmilla is cursing in Spanish)

C: Zestial!

O: Are u ok?

Z: Yeah, yeah. Why do not wait downstairs? Thy mother is unwell right now.

O: But...? (Carmilla's assassin mode activated)

Z: Run...

(Proceed to close the door)

Z: Oh, by the way! Thou are going to be BIG SISTERS!

[mrmeepsmadmind]

his horns (finials) (idk)(ears)(whatever) shaking... the jumping ??? the struggling 😭 the off center twitching ..he is PISSED. AWF !!!!!!

[tanema123]

Part 3 of Just not Velvette.

Part 1

Part 2.

Part 4

Part 5

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[deuce-t-agere]

Eated a toof paste

[katherine-fisk]

A fire lights behind her eyes. Without much thought, Kaya tries to sit up. "He's what?"

Hope is found in the way things always rearrange. you can find solace in the fact that even if this is the worst storm you’ve yet to face, the sun will always fall back into place. - Whitney Hanson

A breath in—too shallow, too deep. Her lungs resisted, heavy and slow, as if they'd forgotten how to expand. Something pressed against her chest, making each inhale a struggle, yet in that struggle, there was relief. Breathing was a luxury. She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed it.

The room was too bright. Not just bright—loud. The light pressed against her closed eyelids, insistent, relentless. It took her a moment to understand that the dull pounding in her skull wasn’t separate from it.

She tried to move her fingers first. They twitched—at least, she thought they did. The sensation was distant, delayed, as if her body belonged to someone else and she was only borrowing it for the moment. Everything felt wrong. Her limbs were too heavy, her skin too tight. A sharp sting flared across her cheek, but it didn’t feel like hers. Neither did the deep, echoing throb in her ankle, nor the phantom burn crackling under her skin.

None of it felt like hers.

Katherine opened her eyes.

The world began to form a painting in front of her slowly. A distant murmur of voices filtered in from the hall, muffled by the door but still present, a quiet reminder that the world hadn’t stopped. The world hadn’t stopped, but she had. An outlet nearby had a high-pitched hum coming from it, but it was so low only those listening for it would hear it. Her left arm felt heavy. A small turn and Katherine realized it was due to a needle buried in her veins. Pain killers. Fluids. An IV. The air smelled sharp, sterile, and edged with something artificial. Hospital.

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[bruciemilf]

OK but drag queen Jaime and head over heels vigilante jason

[hellishgayliath]

Doodle Dump

[miss-psyson]

An Angry Rosalina 💫💢

I like to imagine that Rosalina isn't someone who is to quick to anger. But once you get her mad you better run to the hills.

Waluigi had to learned that the hard way...

[vigilantempathy]

Dear god, if you value your life, do not ask their child to prom.