#cursed besties

[lex-dr4ws]

Bro remembered Tumblr exists (I'm bro)

[captainjonnitkessler]

Just deleted the ask I was trying to respond to, but re: "skeptics always die in horror movies" - I have mixed feelings on that trope!

On the one hand I think it sets the tone and helps the audience suspend their disbelief - people are always complaining about horror movie characters being idiots, so this can be a way to be like "see? We DID consider rational explanations, and then someone immediately got murdered very supernaturally, so stop asking questions and accept the premise."

On the other hand, I think it definitely contributes to the idea that skeptics are close-minded killjoys who are too stubborn to accept reality, which is a very common and incredibly annoying mindset. Shane Madej did not spend the last eight years marching into haunted houses and loudly demanding that the demons inside kill him for me to still be hearing shit about how "if you don't take the supernatural seriously you will Attract Evil Energies And Die".

[silentheiss]

“Five years?” Shen Qingqiu gasped. “I can’t see my husband for five years, because you can’t write a single fucking page of an adequate plot?”

Shang Qinghua took another step back. He’s been doing it every couple of minutes since he’s burst into Shen Qingqiu’s house, carrying the worst news ever.

“Well, to be completely fair, this particular plot line didn’t make it to the novel!” The hamster of a man squeaked. Shen Qingqiu knew he was making himself look pathetic on purpose. He took great satisfaction in knowing that it wouldn’t help him in the slightest.

“Oh! In such case it’s fine I guess! Your shitty novel didn’t suffer.” Shen Qingqiu snapped his fan open and took a step towards Shang Qinghua. “It’s only a small matter of my marriage, then.”

“Cucumber-bro,” Shang Qinghua pleaded. “I’m so, so sorry, but at least I got here in time, right? What’s five years for immortal cultivators? Painful death would be much worse.”

He was right about that, at least. Painful death that Shen Qingqiu was about to inflict on his ex-best-friend would be horrific.

“I will kill you now.” He said. “Don’t forget to tell me how painful it is.”

Shang Qinghua scrammed. Shen Qingqiu let him, but only because his knees were a little weak and he wasn’t about to embarrass himself by collapsing in the middle of murder attempt.

He took a careful breath and lowered himself on the nearest surface, which turned out to be the floor, but he was at his house and there was no one to witness that. He could sit on the floor all he wanted. Because his husband got himself cursed and wouldn’t be coming back home anytime soon — if at all.

Five years.

Shen Qingqiu sat on the floor of Bamboo House for what must’ve been a long time, because when Liu Qingge barged in it was already dark.

“Shixiong.”

“Liu-shidi.” Shen Qingqiu blinked up at him. “Why are you here?”

“Your disciples worried.”

Ah, Ming Fan and his snitching habits.

“This master is fine.” Shen Qingqiu said. He didn’t try to stand up — his legs have long since gone numb.

“You don’t look fine, do you?”

Liu-shidi, since when are you so talkative?!

Shen Qingqiu frowned and decided not to deign his martial brother with an answer.

“Binghe got cursed.” His mouth said without his consent. “Eternal Heart-Penury Winds. In Lichen Caves. He forgot me and everything connected to me. It’s not for actual eternity, though, if I stay away from him for five years. If I fail, and he sees my face for even a second, then it’s for eternity. How’s that?”

Liu Qingge didn’t say anything. Which, of course he didn’t. What was Shen Qingqiu even thinking, talking to him about it? He knew his Shidi was allergic to feelings of any kind.

It’s just that he wouldn’t see Luo Binghe for five whole years. They’ve been married for four and a half. How was one supposed to react to such a thing?

“I’ll make you some tea.” Liu Qingge muttered and left the room. Shen Qingqiu stayed on the floor, mind just as numb as his body.

[divineandmajesticinone]

LET FREE THE CURSE OF TAEKWONDO I EP. 04 Are you okay? No, I'm not.

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Also, totally not me grieving, but what if Ruin fucked up and just managed to turn several trillion people and animatronics into cats instead of collapsing their dimensions.

So, then, after Solar 'dies' Moon is just standing screaming meanwhile newly kitten Solar is pressing his face against Moons legs in confusion because he's tiny and cold on the floor and doesn't know how to move besides wriggling like a worm.

[varpusvaras]

Jason and Jade met on some mission before Jason went back to Gotham, and they continued to sometimes meet up afterwards as well. Mostly on missions, again, but sometimes Jade would just come up at Jason when he's having breakfast or something and they would chat a little bit.

Perhaps they, in some way, felt like kindred spirits. Both on a mission that they feel like they need to do, even if it's not necessarily all that they want out of life, but they also don't know if they can live another type of life, either.

Anyway a few years in, there's a knock at the front door, and when Roy goes to open it, Jade is standing on the other side, in civilian clothes and with a very expensive pair of sunglasses on her eyes and even more expensive bag slung over her shoulder.

"Hi?" Roy says. "It's not like you to come knocking on my door like this."

"I'm not here for you", Jade says (though it's not unkindly).

Roy completely understands.

"Lian's at Ollie and Dinah's", he says. "I can call them-"

"I know, I will come visit her too", Jade says. "But right now I'm not here for her, either."

"Okay?" Roy is now officially out of the loop, it seems.

"I'm here for business", Jade says, very unhelpfully, and then masterfully steps around Roy and into the house. "Bird Boy!"

Jason makes a sound from the kitchen, and Jade marches in there. Roy follows her, and steps into the kitchen just in time to see Jason hand Jade a cup of tea, and for Jade to pull out something wrapped very tightly in plastic from her bag. It makes a very loud thump as it hits the table, and Roy realises very quickly that this is going to be a very long day.

[thefirstknife]

Some lore tabs that killed me dead and I'll never recover from them. Seasonal gauntlets are about Zavala realising and coming to terms with the fact that he is mortal and has mortal pains. Also, finally, the full confirmation that Guardians resume aging when they lose their Light:

He moved his chair back and considered his knee. What had he done to hurt it? He had not exercised yet, he had not gone on his usual patrol… he had done nothing. Why would a knee hurt from doing nothing? The riddle dissolved. He was starting to age.

But also:

He allows a hand to rest on his aching knee. To venerate it. He feels it solid under his palm. It is his, it is real, it is both portentous and precious. He is aging. He will age. An absurd and joyous thought warms in his chest: how fortunate, to have lived long enough to grow old. How invaluable, to make the space between himself and the horizon matter. How much time is left? And is it best spent with his knees under a desk?

Genuinely crying over this. How fortunate to live long enough to grow old. Man. Also at the end he asks for a break for one week and Ikora offers him two weeks.

The next one just... I have no words. It has to be read in full. It's about Saint going through it, having memories of his past and also dealing with the guilt with what's happening to Mithrax. Truly every sentence in this one is a gutpunch all the way to the end. Excerpts:

The hum of activity was overpowering yet reassuring to Saint-14 as he stopped to watch an older Eliksni expertly weave fabric on a well-worn loom. The woven symbols were unique and unfamiliar to the Exo, but he watched in awe as an iridescent glow emerged within the vibrant cerulean cloth. Fit for a Kell, Saint mused to himself— Breath caught in his throat; hands shook— Flashes of memory echoed in his mind. All he could feel in this moment… was shame.

Saint remembering his crimes against the Eliksni and feeling shame.

He hurried past the weaver and through the crowd, landing squarely in front of a tea stand, a sample placed in his hand before he could open his mouth to refuse. He looked down. The opaque liquid steamed in his cup, pungent and medicinal. Like distilled Darkness, Saint realized— Breath caught in his throat; hands shook— Flashes of memory filled his sight. All he could feel in this moment… was sadness.

Tea reminded him of all the stuff with Osiris and he is not processing it well. I say excerpts but I have to put the rest entirely because like. Okay.

Saint placed his favorite keepsake, a small stuffed bear, on the Kell's throne. Gently, he adjusted the lavender ribbon at its neck; the crisp satin sat in stark contrast to the bear's hazy black eyes, to its slightly worn ear and well-loved fur. A gift, once a comfort to a child of the City. A gift, once a comfort to Saint in the face of loss, in the face of— Breath caught in his throat; hands shook— Flashes of memory swelled in his heart. Osiris. His strong laugh. His deep, soulful eyes. The warmth of his smile. Of his touch. Memories of comfort, but all he could feel in this moment… was guilt. Intense and overwhelming, like daggers cutting through him, sharpness bleeding through sweetness. Saint breathed deeply and stared at the medical equipment around the empty throne before him. "The cost of my joy," Saint whispered, and he wept.

He has a teddy bear. He once gave it to a child, but someone returned it to him when he was grieving about Osiris, to comfort him, and he'd kept it. And he put it on Mithrax's throne because he feels guilt that Mithrax is suffering because he helped him and Osiris.

I'm ending it all.

[reichenbachfalle]

our circle of Hidden in Plain Sight from a few candela obscura one shots!! from left to right: knyazhich Veles Romanoff (occultist), Erin Wood (criminal), professor Erika Loveheart (....professor), Nadia Kshatri (explorer)

(veles) "and then, miss wood, I tell him..." (miss wood) "shall we tell him..?" (nadia) "nah"

[lieflipsiege]

baldur's gate 3 curse of strahd campaign. strahd personally wants to murder wyll with his bare hands because he's so charismatic and flirted with ireena. shadowheart is dragged into being a midwife for a soulless child. karlach saves just SO many kids. minthara happily does something good for once in her life (gets to kill druids). lae'zel and ezmerelda are besties. gale has to be forcibly removed from the amber temple.

[nanamisonholiday]

PervyDbf!Gojo headcanons PT 3!

long time no see-

writers note: if you're wandering...how does Geto not realise Gojo's feelings? I imagine Geto would never even fathom the idea of Gojo betraying him and trying to get it on with his beloved only daughter- so he is quite oblivious to Satorus obvious feelings, simply because they are bestfriends. Gojo would quite literally need to fuck reader infront of Geto for him to even realise the truth. BUT ANYWAYS- read on

PT1 PT2

PervyDbf!Gojo who secretly buys you lingerie, all under the guise of being an extremely bored rich man. ‘Have no one to spend it on princess’ lies. Liar. Liar. Liar- he has you, and you somehow under all that feigned innocence, mild obliviousness know this. You know that man will spend every penny on you if you’d let him. But even you know you have to limit him or your father will get suspicious.

PervyDbf!Gojo who flushes in the face- neck blotchy with uncomfortable Horniness in the company of your father when he thinks he catches a glimpse of the lacy bra thats tucked away under your dress. No- he’s just really fucking horny and imagining things, but then you bend over and well..... The perv may bust at the sight of the fluffy icey blue panties barely covering your most intimate and delicious area. A wet patch visible to him and only him, he’d think you were doing it on purpose if it weren’t for the fact you were entertaining a small group of kids. Shit. (cue Gojo rubbing one out in the bathroom, fistful of your panties)

PervyDbf!Gojo Who uses his phone to try and not so discreetly sneak snaps of your underwear underneath your skirt when he thinks you’re not looking. And lets be honest, when you are looking too. He doesn’t miss the way your eyes narrow and glare at him- yet they hold no real agitation. This was all on you afterall.

PervyDbf!Gojo Who’s acting rather ballsy by keeping his large hands all over you amongst company. He can’t help it, the cocky smugness hides his true intentions enough from your father that the sight of him draped all over you doesn’t even make Geto bat an eye. Your father completely unaware his bestfriend is digging his hard on rather painfully into his sweet forbidden daughters spine to create some pathetic friction that only makes you burn with embarrassment.

PervyDbf!Gojo Who doesn't care how innapropriate people think he is with you (except from Geto- lucky for him Geto has no clue)

PervyDbf!Gojo who denies how touch starved he is- not one to offer out simple touches so easily to anyone, despite his charasmatically obnoxious ego he barely lets anyone touch him, yet even Geto notices how touchy he is with you. ‘No I’m not’ but before Geto can rebuke his bestfriends denial you hug the icey haired man from behind hands happily clasped around his middle as you peer over his body (proving Gojo wrong) Gojo won’t admit to your father how nice this simple action is to feel you wrapped around him- but he doesn’t need to. Geto can tell by Gojos face just how touch starved this man is, both platonically and sexually

PervyDbf!Gojo not so Subtly enters a one sided competition with Megumi for you affection/attention and he is admittedly not proud about it.

PervyDbf!Gojo swallows his pride when he spots you and the boy he’s practically raised- Megumi in an engaging conversation about some book the pair of you are gushing about. Admittedly he feels a small portion of shame when it dawns to him he fantasises about a girl the same age as Megumi. He doesn’t care though- not enough to stop

PervyDbf!Gojo Hates Nanami.

No he doesn’t

PervyDbf!Gojo Hates that Nanami can walk into a room and you’re immediately drawn to him like a moth to the flame. Both of you attatched to the hip. That should be his hip you’re attatched to, his lap your perched in, his cheek your kissing. Not fucking Nanamis. “Get a room” he burns with how childish he’s sounding and feeling- totally ready to Emotionally manipulate you into feeling sorry for him and shower him with every ounce of your attention instead of Nanami

PervyDbf!Gojo who hates your sweet sweet innocent voice call out “Kenny!” Fucking Kenny. He hates it. All he gets is Gojo- it had taken him years to convince you to just call him “Toru” Only You get to call him that, you get that sweet little fucking privilege- yet it’s Kento Nanami that is greeted every single time with your excited voice “kenny come here!” “Ken!” He hates it. Jealousy is an ugly blue eyed monster

PervyDbf!Gojo dips his fingers under your shirt on your back to rub at your skin, your breath hitching at the ticklish sensation. “Gojo stop-“ but he won’t and you know he won’t, and he knows you don’t want him to- because he’s watched Nanami do the exact same motion with no complaints earlier. So no- he won’t stop, he’ll pinch and poke and rub your skin til there’s a red patch showing how long he’s willing to mark you, even in his own childish way.

PervyDbf!Gojo who WILL mark you. He’s convinced you to get a matching tatto woth him, and he’s pleasantly surprised at how eager you are for it. A blue heart on the back of your arm- simple yet loud. Anyone will understand what it means, even if you don’t realise it’s significance. Which he thrives off of

PervyDbf!Gojo slipping into your room at night to see your shirt revealing your naked bottom half. A small victory noise coming past his lips as he crawls to eye level with your shiny pussy. His mouth is practically drooling at the mere sight. His long fingers can’t help but touch you- curious to finally get to see your beautiful body just the way he had hoped to see you- fingers spreading your lips to get a good view of your bud, the air making it twitch. He definitely can’t help how his hips move to hump your bed, anything to get a bit of relief. And god he was so close to tasting you if it weren’t for the shout of his name from downstairs making him freeze. “Gojo! Hurry up, we’re gonna be late!” So he sneaks out of your room with nothing but an aching boner, raging inside that your father had interrupted such a moment

PervyDbf!Gojo who laps at Nanamis unimpressed expression when you show him your new tattoo. Gojo could cum on sight at how wonderful it is to see ‘Nanamis girl’ -as everyone likes to call you, shoving his mark right in Nanamis face. Ohhhhhhh that forced smile the blonde makes Makes Gojos heart skyrocket. Fucking finally he thinks, how satisfying it is to have the upper hand against that man at last.

Surprise fact- Getos’daughter has a secret matching tattoo with Sukuna that surprise..surprise Nanami is aware of and is less annoyed about lol

[quarklynx]

I finally finished drawing the Curse of Strahd intro that I've been working on to Yaelokre's "Harpy Hare"!!! Learn more about these characters here

[deezneezz]

Jamil's Healer class in @dirtspouse's Jamidia fic, Star Courier!

"In the end, the adventurer's father dies and the Star Courier still only has seven stars, but the story is about letting go and becoming your own person and doing things for yourself." - Light Party (Vivarium) by en passant (corinthian)

Please read it, it's SO cute!!!! 😭

[chronicowboy]

okay pitch for season 8. 911 redux of captain bill hader catching jake and amy making out at work and having a heart attack but gerard walks in on buck and eddie's first ever kiss which inevitably turns into more and just drops fucking dead on the spot.

[yannfredericks]

you can love a character and still admit when they're wrong. i love albus potter but i acknowledge his flaws (he has none) and i hold him accountable for his wrongdoings (he has never done anything wrong in his life) and call him out on his actions (which are always right)

[the-crow-binary]

[young-aleyska]

Have you consumed all of the EvaJacks content you could find (multiple times) or are you normal?