#but please just learn to deal with it

[tessaaaaa]

Its's so interesting how everyone always complains about Tv shows nor airing weekly anymore but the second it happens and then you get an episode that you dont 100% love everyone just freaks out.

Yes, this is about Agatha all along. Can people have some patience please?

[somegrumpynerd]

Some doodles from the freaky friday idea I had, as it turns out neither of them can do a convincing impression of the other

Also this

[cnth-rb]

Edgy boyfriends or whatever

[bubble-popping]

currently thinking abt c!Punz after staged finale. after they bragged abt 'putting away' the 'big bad villain' of the server. after they played their role and everything is said and done.

when he enters his house and rly feels how quiet it is. when even tending to his bees doesn't fill the silence that's suffocating him.

he sees little reminders of c!Dream everywhere. the spare masks and outfits in the closet, house slippers that he 'borrowed' from Punz. the plans scribbled on random papers and stuffed in inconspicuous places. the dishes from breakfast Punz forgot to clean up.

They helped put Dream in prison without realizing they'd made one of their own for himself.

[genericpuff]

i have nothing to say about the newest episodes of LO

so I'll let past me from the year 2022 say it instead

because everything they said a year and a half ago ironically still applies today and i don't even know how that's possible but it's where we are 💀😭

[sundayswiththeilluminati]

you ever think about how Osiris “grouchy old bastard recluse who rains down flaming death from above” was mentored by Felwinter, and we only recently discovered Felwinter was Rasputin, and therefore Osiris may be just now coming to the uncomfortable realization that there’s more of the Warmind in him than he’d like to admit

[viric-dreams]

Tamaas (eventually Tamara)

Addressed as: Madam* (she/her)

Age: 23

Height: 5’0”

Occupation:

Main Skills: Shadowy, Watchful

Prominent Quirks: Melancholy

Closest to: The Urchins

*it's a form of address that feels strange compared to its Varchaasi equivalent, but she no longer has any claim to that title.

Backstory below the cut:

She never questioned her life, much like she never questioned her love for Mihir and her native Varchas. One rarely has to when all is well and life is easy.

She doesn’t understand why her brother did not share this contentedness. Fraternal twins, they were ever-close, sharing everything, but his interest in the Jewel-Turbaned Youth and his fanciful club was something that she simply could not get her mind around. The rest of the family paid it no mind—they’re harmless anyway. Let him have his fun.

She doesn’t know what it was that stopped her from retiring to bed that one fateful evening, a nagging in the back of her head that something was off. When she stepped back out into the yellow evening lamplight, a familiar shape slipping down the streets confirmed her intuition. Her brother made it as far as the Mirrored Gate before she clamped her hand around his wrist. Was he mirror-mad? What could he possibly be thinking? Who would want to leave the light, and to set sail on a steamer with a Tamaas captain he’d only met that morning? She’d argued with him, begging him to see sense, until they were both shouting. Deep in their quarrel, she’d barely noticed the shape in the mirror pressed up against his back until it was too late. It struck and he screamed, jerking to the side. Hand still latched around his arm, she slipped in turn, down the slope beyond the gate and both of their lives ended in an instant.

She’d later piece together what had happened from The Sympathetic Captain, most of her memories a blur, and Mihir knows, she’d had enough time on that ship to play her retelling back in her head in endless combinations. Before her brother had even met the ground, before his head had hit stone and his heart had stopped beating, he was Tamaas. As was she, not a fraction of a second later. The Captain had heard the commotion and was not far from the bottom of the cliff. She had insisted that the Captain take them both, that no one in the city would help them anymore. She had to get him to the next port where he could recover.

How his body had disappeared a day later, on a ship miles from the coast, was not one the Captain could answer, no matter how much she raged, how many objects in the cabin she smashed in her fugue. The Captain could only offer a sympathetic ear and a cup of tea.

When the ship finally docked in London she disappeared into the darkness, too ashamed of her grief to say goodbye. Her life was over, but somehow she would have to keep living, Tamaas or otherwise.

[zeeismee]

Roevember Day 2: Moon(cats)!

Syggironn had been trying to spend a nice, quiet night with her darling wife, Jihli, until the pair were jolted from their repose by the sound of a blade striking wood and a shrill scream that sounded like one of the triplets!

Nary a glance was exchanged before the two were out the door. Syggironn tugged her long coat over her shoulders, Jihli wrapped her cableknit sweater around herself tightly and they were out in the yard in moments. Before them were the triplets, though the only trouble they were in was of their own making.

Thosinskylt had - once aain - snuck out of bed to practice with the Tale's striking dummy, and Aergbluom was never one to miss a show of swordsmanship. The screech had come from Bleigeim, the smallest of the triplets, having found the two up to mischief and becoming so rapidly overwhelmed with worry for her siblings. After their fears were assuaged, Jihli took it upon herself to calm the little kitten who had so carefully styled herself after her mother. Syggironn, knowing there would be no sleep for her any time soon, felt a smile cross her face as she slipped into her intructor tone, encouraging Thosinskylt's strikes, offering the advice that came with years on the road.

It seemed to her that one day these three would form a party of their own and strike out for their own fortunes, and as parents all they could do was prepare the kids as best they could.

[matty-bear]

how I feel after I spent the entire day writing part two of the matt fic instead of doing my hw :

[us-the-voices-and-more-voices-2]

me unironically twice a month

me: hi I'm autistic! I struggle with alot of things, even though I can talk quite normally and make eye contact. I am still disabled! and still face systemic oppression from my government and the school system!

some random ass aspie: those stupid bitch level 2's and 3's.

me: why are you saying this to me

some random aspie: autism is not a disability your just fucking stupid

me: again.. why are you saying that

aspie: ...

me: ...

aspie: bc your autistic the bad kind, the should be locked up kind.

me: what the fuck man.

[wizardsix]

desperately need people playing bg3 to realize that just bc something awful is in the game doesn't mean the writers actually agree or support it themselves. learn how writing works and stop throwing around weird accusations.

[someawkwardnerd]

just finished watching Scavengers Reign and am all kinds of stressed and fucked up please watch this show if you have the chance

[hjartasalt]

Hey not to be a bitch or anything but maybe don't tag my posts where I talk about my very real trauma disorder that affects me in real life with some fandom nonsense

[zeestarfishalien]

Fantasy webcomics got me itching to rant about horses again

I swear I go through this every time

The curse of knowing too much

[orcelito]

I do find it so funny that I will graduate college days away from my birthday. Like my birthday is literally in between the end of the semester ("graduation") and commencement

It really will be like a joint graduation & birthday party for me lmao

[faerynova]

Hey, 🥝 of the queue system here again! I'm sorry if I'm clogging up your ask box here, but im pretty sure my previous ask got eaten. Anyways- I was wondering when exactly raph's OSDD came to light?

Hope you're good ^^

it didnt get eaten its in my drafts with like 5 paragraphs of nonsense sldkjfsdk

dw tho youre not a bother i love getting asks and talking about my fics. it can just take me like a while to respond if its something i have to actually think about

honestly im still figuring out details!! its not relevant to connective tissue (the big fic im working on w my friend) so its not super high priority, but im dipping my toes in a raph backstory oneshot to explore his whole everything

uhhh rambly under the cut!!

i think hes like 11 or 12 when he figures out hes a system. but also i think that he pretty consistently heard and even talked to mind raph for years and just assumed that like... he has a very animated inner monologue (donnie's words, not raph's). mind didnt see any need to say anything otherwise because it kept the system functional

tbh all the boys are so weird in their own ways that raph's weird stuff (garbage memory, "mood swings", hardcore zoning out, randomly going nonverbal, talking to himself) is hardly a blip on anyone's radar so he didnt really think about it either (raph is also autistic you'll pry it from my cold dead hands so theres another reason he just didnt second guess anything)

i think what tips raph off eventually is the memory stuff. if he forgets something, or blanks out a whole day, then why can mind raph remember and give him tips and reminders for things? he shouldnt know things that raph doesnt.

basically: slow realization, nothing sudden or alarming. unnerving yeah but on raphs end it gets worked out through communication w mind raph and then the rest of the system. and from there honestly he IMMEDIATELY tells the rest of his family that hes got other people in his head. that part im sure of. the collective doesnt hesitate with telling everyone else

its a lot of confusion and antics with splinter being halfway convinced raph is possessed (absolutely nothing bad comes from it. splinter just doesnt know what the fuck osdd is and he knows magic is real so like. reasonable assumption on his end), and then its april to the rescue because her dad is a psychologist and she can be like hey this thing has a name actually and ive got info from a ~professional~

reactions vary--splinter has some v e r y complicated emotions. donnie and leo both get a bit overbearing/invasive asking raph all sorts of questions about his system and april is beating them back with a stick. mikey is mildly confused but is having a blast getting to meet the rest of the collective properly. everyone gets to figure stuff out together from there