#everybody's gonna have a bad time

[late-to-the-magnus-archives]

Magnus Archives fic in progress (I THINK it's called The Notebook)

You ever wrote a chapter and realize it's the scene you wanted to see but nobody's done and so you had to do it yourself?

So this is the Magnus Archives/Malevolent, beginning Somewhere Else.

(And if that made sense to you, you might be my target audience.)

(And this is just part of a scene, unedited, so please be kind.)

The actual traveling is dizzying as hell, and Jon can’t block it out.

Can’t avoid the vacuum-pinch in his ears or the clench of his sinuses or the spin of his gut.

But then it’s over, and they’ve arrived. 

It’s a temple. Dimly lit by distant daylight, all white marble, pillars carved with what look like tentacles or really thick vines, and the King’s three-hook symbol prominent in ebony and taking up most of the floor.

And apart from the King and Jon, it is absolutely empty.

Jon is on his knees, gasping.

Long game, he thinks, because it’s inevitable that this monster-god will lose patience over his continued refusal, and when that happens, it’s going to be bad.

Jon knows he’ll be tortured. Skinned. Burned. Broken. But until that time, he intends to give this thing no reason to hurt him apart from that one, crucial thing that he will not do. 

Thus: he remains on his knees.

He’ll hold out as long as he can.

“You’re so certain I’m going to harm you,” says the King, who sounds (and hopefully still is) amused.

Jon swallows.

“Have I hurt you so far, Archivist?”

“Just Jon,” Jon says, and flinches, because apparently he can’t not be contrarian for two seconds, even when he’s trying. Jonah couldn’t have picked somebody sensible, oh, no, that wouldn’t do…

The King leans in, close, so close that whatever weird heat he gives off makes Jon feel like he’s going to be sunburned. “As you wish - Jon.”

Jon suddenly wishes he hadn’t asked this thing to use his name. The way he says it is… not good. He feels it somehow, deep and violational.

The King’s laugh shudders through him, drives his hands to the floor, keeps Jon’s head down. 

“Have I hurt you?” says the King.

Jon’s fingers tense on the marble floor. “Apart from emotional scarring through… whatever happened at the Grove, and only ripping me away from my soulmate, no. Not at all.”

“Look at me, Jon,” the King says, and one of those hideous tentacles touches under his chin, lifting his face.

The King’s gaze pins him like nails through his eyes.

(And tempts with so much knowledge and so many statements and Jon could sit over this thing and feast on fear for a thousand years and never come to the end of it, and he pushes that thought away). 

“There. Was that so hard?” says the King. “Now, I’ll ask you this: what do you think I want from you?”

Jon is still shuddering. “Something I can’t give.”

“Can’t you? I only ask for something you already want to give.”

The King isn’t wrong. Of course there’s a broken, bruised part of him that wants to answer their call. 

Jon will never listen to it. “I don’t.”

“You do. A strange state of affairs, isn’t it? For one whose very blood flows with truths to deny one of his own.”

It’s prodding through his head, that’s what’s happening. Finding thoughts, lifting sensations like rocks to see what’s underneath. Finds, somehow, his tether to the Dread Powers, that connection, always on, circuit always open, always calling, always beckoning. 

For all the world, it feels like the King plucks that tether.

 - and Jon finds himself curled on the floor with no memory of going down. He’s gasping.

The King waits. Silent. Watching.

Jon doesn't know what just happened. He completely blacked out; feels the horrifying vibration of the Dread Powers in him, still calling - but he didn't answer. He didn’t. Relief brings tears to his eyes.

And there’s a bad sound, a rumbling sound, something like a growl but almost mechanical, a terrible tremor that Jon knows is the King’s anger. 

Jon forces his voice to work. “You don’t understand. I already did this. I damned everybody. I… I can’t do it again. You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

So much for the long game.

Not like I’ve ever been able to avoid irritating anyone, even when they were about to melt my hand, he thinks, and almost laughs, but that would peel right off into hysterics, so he keeps it down.

“Speak. I hear your thoughts, anyway.” 

Someday, Jon would like to deal with a monster who doesn’t do that. “I contain an entire world’s torture in me,” he says, haggard with memories planted under his skin. “I’ve seen it all. Felt it all, every scream, every torment. I know what can be done to the human body and mind, and I’d rather just get on with it, if it’s all the same to you.”

The King studies him, and Jon can’t read him at all, can’t get a whiff. 

“Walk with me, Jon.”

Jon grits his teeth, shudders. The King makes his name resonate deep, scraping some string hooked directly into his soul. 

Somehow, he stands, and walks.

[emo--chanel]

Rings of Power Season 2 Episode 5

BEFORE:

DURING:

AFTER:

[hellonerf]

i love crazy contrasting 1p2p in every way(not every way). so i always subconsciously have 2P rusame be friends. unlikely friends etc. in whatever weird school au theyre friends. meri was probably bullied until he started hissing at other kids or something while rus2 was just like huhh okay yeah okay what fine. rus2 found him in a broom closet and it was as awkward as it sounds. in the weird stuckin1Pcoldwar au i have theyre friends also in the torturous existence. 1P rusame is too weird life is too short lets tomodachi✌️

[tenwhiteandalusians]

so no one was going to tell me if i got literally one episode further tenax drops that he’s the one who saved scorpus from his mom’s pimp AND that he’s intimately familiar with scorpus’ dick when he was younger. guys. guys.

[ssaalexblake]

dw is a mid kid's sci-fi tv show and it's quality level has been mostly entirely consistent (mid, basically, with the occasional very good episode to balance out with crimes against humanity it sometimes produces) the whole reboot, and anybody acting like the Only thing going into peoples opinions of the characters are writing preferences are either Deeply naive or are trying to hide something they know people will not take kindly to.

[belethlegwen]

The Rescue - Chp 53 - Still Dealing With The Sting

Good morning my lovelies and lurkers <3

The newest chapter of The Rescue is now live! Christmas and the Holiday season being what it is, I haven't had a ton of time (though, mostly energy has been the problem) to write, but I should still have something to go up in two weeks for you all :)

I hope you all have a lovely day and wonderful weekend! If I can get my ass up on time I'm thinking I'll catch The Boy and The Heron today as a step in helping me wind down a little. Honestly really excited to see it.

Enjoy the reading! Thank you all, as always, so much for the comments and kudos and shares <3 I apologize I haven't been able to respond to all the comments like I want to. My brain is deep in scrambled-egg territory.

Love you all, take care of yourselves and each other as best as you can!

~ Belle

[riacte]

watched too many compilations of those anime “childhood best friends always lose to the characters who fall from the sky and appear out of nowhere to befriend the mc”, and not only am i feeling sad about how renskall got steamrolled by rendoc, i am also feeling sad about fuckass spopera. anyways remember our first warrior renskall island 💪 or the renskall horse 💪 or the renskall podcast 🔥

[july-19th-club]

lkjasdlkjf when dru is like oh hey everybody lookie ive made a new little guy! gonna call him willie and he has to be like 👉👈uh its actually uh, its actually william. and she makes the exact same face she does when harmony calls him booboo

[yuriprince]

siiiiiigh the chuggaaconroy situation really sucks :(

[blujayonthewing]

thinkin about the time my mom said 'how SHARP is that KNIFE???' from the other room when I was slicing tomatoes and thinking about how using knives at her house ranges from 'annoying' to 'actively nerve-wrecking' because they're so fucking dull and also thinking about how many times she's fucking lacerated her own hand while cooking

[ereborne]

✨⚡️ Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday ⚡️✨

Tagged by @acountrygirlsfun (a couple times by now, though not actually this most recent time, but I figure it still counts!) Thank you, Caitlin <3 <3 <3

Helix took a deep breath in, counted four flashes of the desperate direct-@ lights coming in from his side chat panels, and breathed out.  His voice came out steady, and miraculously casual.  "We understand why you did it. You were trying to keep our brothers safe." He watched Harp's eyes go wide at the 'our' brothers. Like he hadn't expected the rest of them to claim the Corries. Because he'd been hiding from them just like from the longnecks, he had falsified his— Deep breath in. Two flashes, no time for longer, leave no silence for Harp to panic in.  Breathe out. Keep going. 

This is not seven sentences, but it's also largely not complete sentences anyway, and it is literally what I just seconds ago finished writing. Still counts!

No-pressure tagging uhhh @ialpiriel, @goingsparebutwithprecision, @anaclastic-azurite, anybody else who might want to play?

[cutneteel]

meh

[pyrriax]

ANYWHO goodnight tumblr i'll be back on the art grind tomorrow i think 🙏

[dashiellqvverty]

so evil that i can't find a single gifset of them in this episode at least not from searching the episode number like i usually do

[rotisseries]

my graduation is looking like it's halfway to being a family reunion for some reason 😭😭😭 I am loved etc etc yay but also lmfaoooo

[pepprs]

discovered miah_pie on t*ktok (<- i don’t have one btw i just stumbled upon her bc someone i follow on ig talked abt her) and her videos make me want to cry so bad. 24 year old dependent moment