#but i got inspired

[leohnoz]

Radio

"These aren't the colors i should see."

Happi anniversary @fallenclan !!!

Cw for eyestrain and flashing/flickering in the video below the cut!

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[thatoneslytherinnerd]

Blue slid into the booth next to Adam, her boys already deep in conversation. Even Noah was there, more solid than usual. He reached over to boop her nose, and she laughed.

“Hey, Noah.”

“Jane!” Gansey said, delighted. “You’re here!”

Blue rolled her eyes good-naturedly. “Of course.”

“Maggot,” Ronan acknowledged.

“Ronan,” Blue replied. “How’s Chainsaw?”

“She’s fine,” Ronan said, at the same time that Adam muttered, “She’s loud.”

Ronan shot Adam a glare. “She’s a raven. Ravens are loud, dipshit.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Adam leaned against Ronan’s shoulder.

Blue smiled privately at them. She fit in here, with these boys who were as odd as her. Despite the constant bickering, it was really nice.

“So, Jane,” Gansey said, grabbing Blue’s attention. “Any interesting clients in your house lately?”

Blue raised an eyebrow. “Just the usual. Women, mostly. Trying to see if their husbands are cheating on them. Any particular reason?”

“Just curious.”

Before Gansey could say another word, the waitress approached. She was tall, blonde, skinny.

“Welcome to Applebee’s, my name is Susannah. I’ll be your server today. What can I get you started with?”

“Well,” Ronan said, a lazy edge to his voice, curling around his vowels and making him seem even more dangerous than his shaved head and tattoo already did. “Gansey-boy, here, is allergic to bees. So we’ll just have the apples.” He grinned, all sharp teeth and angled jaw.

It took Blue- and everyone else- a moment to realize he’d made a joke. When they did, though, the table burst into raucous laughter. Blue had tears in her eyes, even Noah was giggling.

“Five sweet teas,” Ronan said, louder than usual to be heard over the noise. “We’ll order food later.”

“Al…right,” Susannah said uncertainly. “Coming right up.”

[flyingbuddiies]

i made a video

[marble-trees]

[jo1sstuff]

TMAGP episode 4

Violins With violent strings, The world is filled with blood.

Deep in the woods, A trader's goods, The world is filled with blood.

Songs so dear That reek with fear, The world is filled with blood.

To pay its price, A sacrifice, The world is filled with blood.

My fingers red, I pay its debt, The world is filled with blood.

Slashing, ripping, Strings are singing, The world is filled with blood.

Bardwell's sleep, And tunes so sweet, The world is filled with blood.

Covered hands Make bloodied stands, The world is filled with blood.

Fed by slaughter, Notes grow stronger, The world is filled with blood.

Why does it feed When we bleed? The world is filled with blood.

Others die, Such painful cries, The world is filled with blood.

My nephew dear, Please lend an ear, The world is filled with blood.

Violins With violent strings, I am covered with blood.

[youngjusticeslut]

Hey there! How are you doing?? Do you need more suggestions? How about Will's reaction to finding out that Jade is on Rehab Island?

Hi Chica! Love seeing you in my askbox ❤️

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"I have to tell you something."

The words had broken the comfortable silence between Artemis and Will. Both were in the midst of their domestic evening routine. Will had just finished putting Lian to bed and was now sliding the evening's dinner into glass containers. Artemis was grading papers at the kitchen table. Neither of them usually spoke at this hour; this was an hour for peace, and reflection, and being left alone in their thoughts as they recovered from the day's events. It works for them.

Will looks up from preserving tonight's spaghetti in a container with a bright green lid, confused by the disruption of the silence. "Okay. Is it about Lian?"

"No."

"The team?"

"Also no."

"You okay?"

"I'm fine."

Will nods. "Okay then." With those three primary concerns out of the way, his shoulders slightly relax. "The way you'd said it sounded scary."

Artemis is scared. She'd left Jade on Infinity Island a month ago, and she still hadn't breathed word of it to Will. At first she hadn't planned on telling him. Talking about Jade was a mixed bag of outcomes. If he was prepared, or if the subject was light, he could take it without batting an eye. But sometimes, like when Lian asks them if Jade still remembers her, Will clams up. His complexion turns white, and Artemis knows he has to keep himself together in Lian's presence. She'd find him awake all night afterwards, unable to sleep.

Hence, the prospect of telling Will about their little adventure terrified her. The longer she kept silent, the heavier the guilt sat on her chest, pressing just a bit more every day until she had to force herself to remember to breathe. After weeks of this, she buckled down and decided that she was going to come out and tell him. Tonight.

Artemis stands from the table and busies herself by getting a glass of water. She's stalling, and Will knows it. But he knows her well enough not to mention anything, and gives her space. He places the spaghetti in the fridge and busies himself by starting the dishes.

"Do you remember the mission I went on last month?" Artemis asks, gripping the glass of water in her palms.

"The Metropolis thing?"

"No." Her voice lodges in her throat, unwilling to move. She takes a short breath and sip of water before speaking again. "The one I got pretty banged up on. With Orphan, and Cassandra Savage and Onyx."

"Oh." Will doesn't look up from the dishes, but nods thoughtfully. "I remember. It took you a while to come back from that one. I don't think you ever really told me what happened."

"That's because... I was with Jade."

Artemis hears him stop scrubbing. She waits for him to say something, anything. But Will remains silent. The silence that had once been comfortable is now laced with daggers of tension, threatening to impale their peace at any wrong turn.

"She was here."

This surprises her. By the time Will had returned home that night, Jade had been long gone. Artemis had looked over the house three times to ensure she'd covered up any potential traces that could have led him to believe that Jade was there.

"You knew?"

Will turns off the sink and faces Artemis, crossing his arms. "I had a feeling. I always know when she comes home." His face is a mixture of expressions that Artemis can't quite make out. "But she didn't stay." He lets out a long breath, his eyes clouding over. "She never stays."

"She's on Infinity Island," Artemis blurts before she can register what she's saying and properly stop herself. Something about his eyes, so longing and dejected made her say it. Based on the way he's looking at her now, she knows she should have led into it.

"Infinity Island. Why?"

"Because... I left her there."

"You what?"

Artemis holds up her hands. "I know, it sounds bad. Just let me explain."

And so she does. She tells him everything. The conversation with her mom ("Paula knew?"), the mission, Jade wanting to speak with them but running away once she saw them on the call ("She was there? She was there on the call and you didn't tell me?"), and finally, Infinity Island.

Will is silent for a long time when she finishes speaking. He's angry with her. There's the possibility that he's angry enough to kick her out, so she's mentally preparing for that outcome and bracing herself for his wrath. She's ready for the screaming, too. If someone had witheld information about someone she loved-- if someone, anyone, had kept a secret from her about Wally...

"I can't believe you left her there."

"Neither can I," Artemis admits. "But you hadn't seen her. She was suicidal, Will. She'd gotten to a point where--"

"You had no right!" Will is trembling, his fists clenched so hard they've turned white. "I should have been there, you should have told me."

Artemis scoffs. "I have every right! I am her sister, I know her!"

"And I don't? Artemis, I'm her husband."

The words crash down on Artemis like a bucket of frigid water. In truth, she'd forgotten. The term "brother in law" was so common to her, she'd forgotten what it actually meant.

Will sinks down into a chair opposite her at the table and slides a hand down his face. "I could have done something. I should have been there. You should have told me."

"I know." Artemis agrees, leaning back in her seat. "I'm sorry."

"What were you thinking?"

"I das thinking about you. And I was thinking about Lian and just, I didn't want to hurt you!" It's true. But it's her latest thought that makes her eyes water despite herself. "I wanted to bring her home. I tried, Will. I tried."

Will grabs her hand and squeezes it. There's still anger in his expression, but there's something else, too. Sadness. Understanding. "I know. I want her home too."

[elementalladymallorie]

So it's been a minute since I've done one of these but I figured I would make one for one more Bell's Hells party member. So lets look at floral picks for Dorian Storm! This will be based more on Campaign 3 than anything else

For Dorian I think Orchids and Anemones.

Orchids come in a variety of colors each with different meanings. Such as the purple Orchid which symbolize Dignity and Royalty.

Now most purple flowers have the symbolism of royalty, but I feel that a flower that is normally used for it's elegance is a good pick for Dorian, who himself is from a quiet influential family. Enough to be jokingly called a prince by his fellow Bell's Hells. Dorian also likes to try and carry himself with dignity, trying to rise above some shenanigans but he still does manage to fall into the fun.

Orchids also come in an orange shade which symbolizes Creativity and Enthusiasm.

Dorian is a bard, with all the charm and talent one expects of the class. He's incredibly creative being able to jump into a impromptu jam session and following along with ruses. Dorian is also very enthusiastic when it comes to things he enjoys like getting ready for the ball and the spa.

Orange Orchids are used for boosts inspiration, helpful and fitting for a Bard.

Anemones do come in less colors, but still have a few different meanings. They symbolize Protection Against Evil and the First Wind.

Anemones are known as wind flowers and named after the wind god Anemos. Dorian is a Air Genasi, with several names related to wind and storms. Dorian's family is a long line of Oracles. Oracles that at times were consulted for conflicts, which can be seen as a protection or preventing further conflicts (evil).

Anemones also symbolize Joy and Anticipation or Excitement.

Dorian keeps up quite the upbeat attitude and seems to try and keep the same for his friends. He wants to hearten them, and doesn't seem to like the idea of them being sad, such as when he had to leave the party. As stated earlier, Dorian is very enthusiastic and seem to be quite excitable. He also maybe seems a bit predisposed to anticipation when things start kicking off. Though that may be a stretch.

Anemones are also a symbol of rainfall, which matches someone who chose the name Storm and with a given name that means Thunder.

And that's another Bell's Hell member! I'm not sure that another of these will be around until maybe closer to the end of the campaign? Where I could update everyone's picks with more flowers to show how they've grown. Or maybe other guests we might get. Unless

(Laudna Pt 1, Pt 2) (FCG) (Orym) (Ashton) (Fearne) (Imogen) (Chetney)

[pouletpourri]

"You just have to look closely."

[puragranada]

Louis and Claudia, dancing in the sunlight

[nat6198]

Life is hard. In the same way life is beautiful. Life is hard in the way I have to clean all the shit my cats do, in the way I have to do my bed every day, in the way I have to cook all day long. But life is beautiful in the way my cats go prrr when I pet them, in the way I get to be in my comfy bed all day, in the way I eat with my family and they say they like the food. I think life is hard, but I think it's worth it.

[tofixtheshadows]

I've been thinking a lot lately about how Kabru deprives himself.

Kabru as a character is intertwined with the idea that sometimes we have to sacrifice the needs of the few for the good of the many. He ultimately subverts this first by sabotaging the Canaries and then by letting Laios go, but in practice he's already been living a life of self-sacrifice.

Saving people, and learning the secrets of the dungeons to seal them, are what's important. Not his own comforts. Not his own desires. He forces them down until he doesn't know they're there, until one of them has to come spilling out during the confession in chapter 76.

Specifically, I think it's very significant, in a story about food and all that it entails, that Kabru is rarely shown eating. He's the deuteragonist of Dungeon Meshi, the cooking manga, but while meals are the anchoring points of Laios's journey, given loving focus, for Kabru, they're ... not.

I'm sure he eats during dungeon expeditions, in the routine way that adventurers must when they sit down to camp. But on the surface, you get the idea that Kabru spends most of his time doing his self-assigned dungeon-related tasks: meeting with people, studying them, putting together that evidence board, researching the dungeon, god knows what else. Feeding himself is secondary.

He's introduced during a meal, eating at a restaurant, just to set up the contrast between his party and Laios's. And it's the last normal meal we see him eating until the communal ending feast (if you consider Falin's dragon parts normal).

First, we get this:

Kabru's response here is such a non-answer, it strongly implies to me that he wasn't thinking about it until Rin brought it up. That he might not even be feeling the hunger signals that he logically knew he should.

They sit down to eat, but Kabru is never drawn reaching for food or eating it like the rest of his party. He only drinks.

It's possible this means nothing, that we can just assume he's putting food in his mouth off-panel, but again, this entire manga is about food. Cooking it, eating it, appreciating it, taking pleasure in it, grounding yourself in the necessary routine of it and affirming your right to live by consuming it. It's given such a huge focus.

We don't see him eat again until the harpy egg.

What a significant question for the protagonist to ask his foil in this story about eating! Aren't you hungry? Aren't you, Kabru?

He was revived only minutes ago after a violent encounter. And then he chokes down food that causes him further harm by triggering him, all because he's so determined to stay in Laios's good graces.

In his flashback, we see Milsiril trying to spoon-feed young Kabru cake that we know he doesn't like. He doesn't want to eat: he wants to be training.

Then with Mithrun, we see him eating the least-monstery monster food he can get his hands on, for the sake of survival- walking mushroom, barometz, an egg. The barometz is his first chance to make something like an a real meal, and he actually seems excited about it because he wants to replicate a lamb dish his mother used to make him!

...but he doesn't get to enjoy it like he wanted to.

Then, when all the Canaries are eating field rations ... Kabru still isn't shown eating. He's only shown giving food to Mithrun.

And of course the next time he eats is the bavarois, which for his sake is at least plant based ... but he still has to use a coping mechanism to get through it.

I don't think Kabru does this all on purpose. I think Kui does this all on purpose. Kabru's Post Traumatic Stress Disorder should be understood as informing his character just as much as Laios's autism informs his. It's another way that Kabru and Laios act as foils: where Laios takes pleasure in meals and approaches food with the excitement of discovery, Kabru's experiences with eating are tainted by his trauma. Laios indulges; Kabru denies himself. Laios is shown enjoying food, Kabru is shown struggling with it.

And I can very easily imagine a reason why Kabru might have a subconscious aversion towards eating.

Meals are the privilege of the living.

[novaneondream]

it’s our turn to make you smile

[larissa-the-scribe]

guys I had this realization the other day that Redwall works really well for reading aloud, and kinda half-remembered something about the author reading to kids? So I looked it up to see if I had made a connection.

And it turns out, yes, actually, because he read aloud to kids at a school for the blind. But all the books they gave him to read were depressing. So he wrote Redwall, a story about heroism and courage and making it through struggles, and filled it with so many sensory, visual details so he could give them something better and I just-- that's so wholesome-- help

[shopwitchvamp]

“Omg, I love these! They go up to size 6X AND they have pockets?! Wow!! But do you have anything longer?”

Sure do, no problem!!

“YES these are great!!! But what about.. longer?”

I gotcha!! Comin’ right up!

“Perfect! But I have just one more question… what if I’m feeling spicy? How about skirts that are even shorter than the first ones?!” Oh, you’re in luck! We’ve got minis now.

*wild cheering* /scene

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[ochibrochi]

weird looking cat

[alexandriad]

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