#briar being briar

[nexo-nex]

Theres gotta be a message/metaphor somewhere about briar having rose tinted glasses in her main design and her finally realizing her destiny is not as good as it was painted out to be for her

[egophiliac]

Hi it's just to let you know that the official romanization of Revaan's name is Raverne ! Also they have romanized Baul's name to Baur !

Twst coming back at us again with the least expected romanization! thank you everybody (oh god my inbox) (no it's great, I literally asked for this and the reactions have been INCREDIBLE, thank you all!)

I do like Raverne though, I think it's got a nice fancy sound to it! (I had kinda suspected it was going to be an R instead of an L, so the fact that it's SO close to Laverne except for that is hilarious to me personally.) and Dragoneye Duke is honestly probably the best translation for his title, I wasn't envying the localizers that one. :') Baur instead of Baul I was NOT expecting, but in retrospect I think his name's supposed to be a reference to the Bauru crocodile, so that actually makes way more sense!

someone else also said Meleanor has become Maleanor, which is the REALLY weird one to me, because I was so surprised it was written as Mel instead of Mal in the first place?! oh god no I can't decide which one I like better. 😭 (I wonder if they might change it to Mal...they have made romanization changes before) (like I remember House of Distraction being corrected to House of Destruction in Playful Land) (I did check and she's still Mel for now, but I dunno, they might Mal her up and some point and save me from having to make a decision about which one to use) (HECK I CAN'T DECIDE)

uhhhh thank you for letting me ramble about anime names, let's just say MONOGRAMMED SWEATERS FOR EVERYONE

[melonisopod]

Lily Orchard really starting off her video like: Not to be racist, but every single anime that has ever existed has been a cesspit of degenerate sexualization of women particularly of the underage variety and only enjoyable to sweaty misogynistic creeps. I suppose it's just to be expected out of those unclean savages known as the Japanese. I despise anyone who suggests this "anime" to me, as I know it will only be filth of the lowest caliber, and these barbarians have the gall to call me "xenophobic" and "racist" for saying Japan is uniquely bad with its vile cartoons.

[thelilylav]

You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling

Good luck, babe….

ref:

[shokujin-art]

So... I started a side run with a new PC to add a top / defiant to the family ✨

Barely 40 days in, beating whitney's ass to save him from dismissal and kicked away 3 people at the same time to save Robin. I can sense Lyra judging him from her save slots 😂

[howtotrainyouragents]

Folding Laundry, Spy x Family mini fic

Decipher the intercepted report. Prepare intel for Handler. Pick up groceries. Loid ran through his seemingly endless list of tasks, calculating each step of execution and strategizing on the most efficient plan of action. But when he set the laundry to fold on the couch, Yor appeared with a smile.

“Let me help with that.”

It would take two minutes and thirty seconds to fold it himself, and he only had three minutes to spare on this mountain of clothes before he had to start on his patient files. But Yor was humming a tune as she started separating the clothes, and, after a moment, he sat down beside her and quietly started folding. 

The afternoon sun streamed in, warm and fuzzy. Bond yawned disinterestedly at them and shuffled into Anya’s room. Sitting so close to Yor, Loid wondered again why she never seemed to wear perfume. 

Focus. Like any operation, Operation Strix could collapse in an instant if he wasn’t vigilant.  There was the slightest tension in Yor’s shoulders, a slight discomfort or unsureness, that he’d noticed before in these very quiet moments. 

“Do you miss your life before this?” He asked, blunt in a way that only a moment like this could allow.

She looked up, surprised. Her eyes drifted to the window as she absently smoothed the creases in Anya’s frock. Loid found his next breath hinged on her answer.

“In an odd way, yes.” 

He knew it. Operation Strix was in danger.  He had to find out more, a way to fix this. He had to keep this fake family happy for the sake of world peace.  

Yor continued on. “After my brother and I came to the city, I was by myself. I kept a small apartment. Just a bed, a kettle, a few clothes. I didn’t go out much, didn’t have friends really.  Yuri would visit, of course, but he was busy with work.” 

Loid tried to picture this life and found a familiar echoing pang. “That sounds lonely.”

Yor shrugged. “It was all I knew. Pain doesn’t feel like pain when it’s all you know. But this?” She looked around, noticing the room and him in the same way he’d done. “This is unfamiliar. And that’s harder.” 

Her eyes widened, and red colored her cheeks. “Not to say that I don’t want this or- or I’m not grateful!” She rushed to explain. “This is arrangement has been the best thing to happen. It’s just…”

“New?” Loid supplied, though it wasn’t quite the right word.

She hurried through the folding, and a moment later, nervously asked, “Do you miss your life before this? I mean- I mean, before Anya and your first wife?”

Loid slowly buttoned the shirt he was folding. He remembered the brutal military camp he infiltrated to get close to an officer. The snooty soirée to seduce the minister’s daughter.  The loud explosions of the battlefield.

“There wasn’t much of a life before,” he admitted.

She nodded gently, and the slight tension in her shoulders eased. And to Loid’s surprise, so in his. They folded the rest of the clothes, taking in the warm sun and noises from the street. 

He gathered his clothes and she took the rest to hers and Anya’s rooms. Putting them away, he ran through his list of things to do again. He’d wasted too much time. He still had to prepare reports and patient files and get dinner. But the buzzing, stomach-turning anxiousness to get everything done had quieted, and that left him nervous and paranoid.

 So when he heard a ruckus, he rushed to Anya’s room, grateful for something to snap him out of this calm. 

Anya had gleefully seized Yor’s interruption to abandon homework and was playing spy with Bond and her toys.

“But Agent Anya, what about your homework mission?” Yor cried in her TV-spy voice. 

“The mission is in trouble! Agent Anya needs hot coca to save the day!” Bond borfed. “And cookies!”

“Okay, if Agent Papa says it’s okay to take a break,” Yor said, turning to him standing in the doorway.

“Agent Papa!” Anya saluted. “Hot cocoa and cookies!” 

Their eyes were shining bright in excitement. Bond wagged his tail. The house wasn’t just warm with the afternoon, but with the joy of this little fake family.

Loid remembered the cold of the military camp sinking deep beneath his clothes, leaving him freezing and sick. He remembered the bitter bile taste of choking back his words when highbrow ministers spewed hateful words.  He could feel the splintery wood of the makeshift cot as he lay at night, waiting for bullets to rain down on them in the morning. 

He put on his best impression of Handler for his waiting family, but he suddenly understood what Yor was talking about. All of his past lives were hard. Terrifying even. 

But not as terrifying as this. 

[champion-of-love]

cupid and briar wake up on february one with a fire in their eyes and a thirst for blood since they both know they're exactly two weeks out from true hearts day AKA their biggest party of each year (and maybe cupid's birthday too depending which birthday you take as canon) and hopper wakes up in his bed like it's the day before d-day cause he knows he's about to get into the most intense party planning sessions and event organizing that would put the planning that the royal families of ever after do for their balls to shame

[pareidolla]

(exasperated) the opportunist's insistence we bury the pain so that we could remain eternally, happily imprisoned within the cabin in HEA implies that, if he were in the driver's seat, he would have agreed to the networked wild route. my guy why are you like this

[copdog1234]

Just realized this means that Yor and Loid have talked about this probably directly and it maybe wasnt a 100% honest conversation, but honest enough. 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

[cookiescr]

Needed a dose of them

[books4evermorr]

AUTISM REPRESENTATION ‼️

[nexo-nex]

I hate how in EAH nobody seems to take briar seriously it lowkey pisses me off everytime i rewatch it

IDK I just feel shes done so dirty in general

[washiinmachiine]

i love you briar league of legends never change

other stuff that i dont wanna make a separate post for

[justanamartins]

She's a rendered drawing and he? he's just Loid 💔💔💔

Wip of Spy x family because my friend started bragging about her life again so I'm not good 🤠👍

[thelilylav]

And you never knew

How much I really liked you

Cause I never even told you

Oh, and I meant to…

angst feat. my favourite three person lesbian disaster throuple (they will never know happiness as long as I’m in charge of them)

[crybabypastels]

Girl.... Girl 🙄 you 🫵🏽 are NOT slick. Cut the dramatics and just jump into her arms next time. Ain't no one gonna fault you, we all know you bored to death at home with your political marriage.

Please please please Tatsuya let the next chapter be a little fruity 😈🏳️‍🌈