#anyone in glasses tbh

[ihavesomejays]

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Many springs ago, I perceived a sea of flowers upon a lake. I thought to myself that those fleeting colors held indescribable beauty.

The next time I perceived those colors was many years later, when the medic’s tent had blinded me to all but red. The radiance of that shining star was lost on my eyes.

Now, my eyes no longer perceive the subtleties in the colors around me.

But I am content.

For I can now see the most brilliant colors in my universe.

anyways yeah why did they fucking do that to jiaoqiu bro

the planning for this experimentalish comic is under keep reading

[pricknim]

not even she can stand this heat

[lycanlovebites]

You know what? Fuck you *hits Father Ardelian with the shoujo filter and babygirlifies your priest*

@stjohnstarling

[bxriles]

I just finished my re-read of Empire of Storms and I gotta come out and say it.

Aside from Aelin, Lysandra is really the most useful one of the entire fucking group. Yes, everyone in Aelin's court is hella powerful and they all carry their own weight, but GODDAMN. LYSANDRA REALLY BE CARRYING HALF THE DAMN WAR EFFORT ON HER FUCKING BACK.

[red-winter-is-coming]

The reasoning behind the Masterminds.

(or, a post I was suppose to make hours earlier but got distracted, explaining Why The Fuck Eight People are second-round Masterminds in an AU)

This will be very.... fic like? Because I feel like it flows better that way!

@smol-creecher anything to add? I'm LOVING your imputs :D

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It wasn't like this was their first choice, being told to run a killing game. Really, they didn't know what they were signing up for until it was far too late.

XF-Ture Tech approached them, one at a time. They were vulnerable, grieving the death of their classmate, the one who held them together.

They were offered something they wanted so desperately in their heart, that they signed a contract, signing their soul away for any one favor of XF-Ture's choosing.

They looked at Min, their prize student, the one who they could easily convince with one conversation: 'If you do this for us, you can be free. We'll find you a well paying job, one you can pick out, doesn't that sound nice?'

They found Rose, lost in her rotten world. 'We can get you out of here, give you your freedom back, get you home, if only you sign this paper.'

Eden and Whit, perhaps two of the kindest in their class left, were offered a very simple deal: 'Do you want a distraction from Mai?'

They tracked David down, giving an offer he wouldn't refuse. 'Come with us, and you will never need to keep up this front again.'

Charles, ever the loner, was offered a deal more simple then the others. 'Give us one favor, and we'll net you a high paying and comfortable job, and all the answers you're seeking.'

Ace and J, stuck in their own lives, wishing to get free, were offered just that. 'Come with us, and we'll get you out of there. Come with us, and you won't need to bother with your mother, or your job ever again.'

Stupid deals to make? In hindsight, yes. But they were nineteen years old, and mourning one of the few good people they ever knew.

They really should've said no.

The first few weeks were fine, amazing, even. They got warm food, a place to sleep, and they had each other for company. They spent their days exploring the huge building XF-Ture kept them in, as they found new hobbies to pass the time.

Then, they were called in to redeem the favor.

Run a death game until only you are left, XF-Ture told them, Run these games perfectly for freedom.

Really, had they all been together, instead of leading separate games, maybe they would've succeeded. Certainly, things like Charles almost getting brained after the second trial, or J's most hidden secret getting out to the worst person, wouldn't have happened.

They excuse their failure to kill their remaining classmate as weakness. They say it was too soon after Mai.

They couldn't let XF-Ture know how much most of them cared for the classmate in their group.

In the end, all of them defied their one final order: Kill everyone else in the game.

Failure meant death, and they were walking closer towards it at every moment.

So, when the higher executives came to them, and told them to fix their mistake of leaving people alive, they asked for one more chance. A chance where they'll be killed at the end, if they even make it there. Maybe, just maybe, with a little more time, and the ability to plan together, they'll find a way out.

Sure, things aren't going... as smoothly as planned. Nico's memory wipe didn't work, so now they're onto Ace. Rose is struggling to do anything, David has started arguments with everybody & has a HUGE target on his back, Min lost a hand, and Charles is worried about what the survivors might do.

But they bounced back before, and they'll bounce back again. (provided that Charles doesn't die, then they'll be fine. Whit's one of the glues holding them together and if his one lifeline gets cut, it'll spiral from there.)

[ryan-sometimes]

I walked into my dorm bathroom (shared) and started doing my skincare on one sink while my new roommate seemed to be doing her hair on the other sink. We started chatting about our university and so on. We were laughing loads and generally just vibing.

Later she thanked me for not being mad because apparently she was taking out her box braids in the bathroom and there was synthetic hair all over the place. She said generally her roommates tend to give her strange looks because of the mess and lack of familiarity with coily hairstyles.

Honest to god, I had no idea what she was doing over there because I wasn’t wearing my glasses and genuinely couldn’t see anything she was doing. All I saw was a human figure moving their arms over their head. Didn’t even know there were pieces of synthetic hair everywhere until like 3 days later when I stepped on a bunch of it and yelped thinking I’d stepped on some kind of animal

[seriousbrat]

srs blk

imo this was what sirius black looked like in the late 70s. It is canon that he had long hair at this time btw which i kind of forgot about, it's mentioned in the prequel

[ear-motif]

what kills me is that hannibal very clearly wants to be a provider and caregiver, but he just cant be because he can’t give up control over those he cares for

[stellanix]

i miss the fox homeworld i wanna go back i wanna continue my journey through space instead of being stranded on earth >w<

[wallabywhump]

This post gets a little into discourse, so if you want to avoid 9-1-1 fandom discourse I've put this under a read more/keep reading. I guess the TL;DR you can take from this is I'm likely not going to be posting the final chapters of my multichapter fic anytime soon, if at all.

The tags are *also* discoursey/venty, so don't hit the "see all" if you don't like discourse.

After my last post, I kinda went offline for a little while to rest and recoup. (I've lost access to my discord account because I've since got a new laptop.)

I've had my treatment and am, in general, feeling a lot better. But when I got back online after a week or so break and scrolled my dash a bit, I immediately saw shit slinging and aggression from everyone I seem to follow. Or, if it wasn't active participation in discourse, it was vaguing about ignoring discourse.

So, I logged off.

Then, I log back on a week later and I see even more discourse.

This time I blocked the tags of people I seemed to see the most, and moved on with it.

This week, I thought "third times a charm" and opened up tumblr. It is not the charm, in fact it is much much worse.

I'm not going to go into it, and I'm not naming names, but this is not my first fandom rodeo. I've been in a lot of fandoms over the years, and none (literally none) have ever come close to being this fractured and toxic to me (and I'm a fucking DC and SPN fan, Jesus Christ. I legitimately said to a friend of mine "take me back into the DC fandom, it's not safe in 9-1-1.")

I'm not going to "both sides are as bad as each other" but I am going to say I've never followed any actively 'Buddie' accounts, only BuckTommy's and multi-shippers, and all the shit I'm seeing? It's being slung by BuckTommy's. Back over the garden wall, for sure, but sometimes you're scooping out of your own toilet to throw at the people you're roommates with.

That's a messy metaphor.

Either way, some of y'all need the hiatus' you're saying you're taking. Wait for the show to come back, and all the trolls to get preoccupied with the new episodes, touch some grass, do some breathing, prioritize yourself and not people on the internet.

All this to say, I've never felt more demoralized and demotivated to write for other people before. I always have, and will continue to, write for myself. I post it to share for free so other people who might want to read what I do too, can.

Because of all the hate and vitriol, I no longer want to share it with you.

I had had plans to get the chapter beta'd this week and wanted the fic done by the time the new season hit (just in case my interpretation and HC's were severely contradicted) but that's no longer the plan.

I'm logging off, again, for the foreseeable future and taking my own advice. I'll be back when the new season starts.

[sweet-milky-tea705]

Does anyone else feel like. Fake trans because of internalized misogyny. Like. "Youre just a stupid idiot girl who just likes gay men so much youre pretending to be one. I hate women" which doesnt make sense bc im neither a gay man nor a girl. Nor a misogynist i hope. OR "youre just a girl who felt so ugly the only thing she could do is give up and look like a dude" which :/ rude and also not how it works ?? I also feel fake trans because i dont have a lot of strong feelings about it ?? Other than "yo thats not my name anymore/dont call me [feminine term]" idk. I dont get dysphoric much at all. Idk im definitely sure im agender though. And DEFINITELY sure im queer. I think internalized misogyny really does make me feel like im not allowed to respect myself though.

[vinylfoxtalks]

Listen, I'm a lesbian but if there is an attractive, sweaty man wearing a mesh crop top dropping to his knees with his guitar in hand and panting with his tongue out (not to mention the lead singer of my favourite band), I'm going to find him attractive.

I can appreciate, as someone who would never date a man, the appeal of an attractive scene.

[mrdrhenwardhykle]

Social anxiety is finding someone you feel comfortable talking about subjects to, but you're never really sure when they are actually wanting to discuss basic FNAF lore or just think you're being annoying again

[phagodyke]

i dont pay much attention to global listening stats on spotify cuz i just listen to shit i like but sometimes ill see smth and be like how tf do they have so many/few plays on this??? like my impression of how popular some artists are is so WILDLY disconnected from real life

[galacticlamps]

very minor thing I still definitely deserve a medal for:

being raised catholic, and now as an adult repeatedly falling in love with characters that fandoms like to declare catholic, but still managing to reject those headcanons because at heart I'm too much of a stickler for accurate analysis to get behind them when i know the person in question is really meant to be anglican/episcopalian/whatever other flavor of christian

i am being, as the poets say, so brave about it

[throwing-roses-into-the-abyss]

I would do a rating for "movies about rich people being stuck inside somewhere while trying to solve a murder" which I have seen a weird amount of, but tbh I'd just rate most of them 10/10