#fully aware it’s not my place but

[btsbs]

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[red-room-studi0]

From a dream I had

He was at my grandmother's house, literally the same place i first had a dream of him when I was little

[peachdoxie]

My fantasy mental health treatment is where I go live somewhere for four months where they control my schedule so that I am regularly eating, exercising, and sleeping, but that I also have plenty of free time and am not forced to do psychotherapy until I get some semblance of stability back. Basically going to the seaside to recover from illness. Unfortunately that's probably only available to rich people.

[stable-gremlin]

SKETCH: Olympic Khaan

My country is incredibly patriotic and very gun ho about the Olympics (you can’t ignore it even if you try) and well…Jorvik would wipe the floor in the equestrian events and who else is best to represent either dressage or cross country than Sabine and Khaan!

The thought of “scary” Sabine and Khaan not in their go-to red and black but rather in Jorvik green and blue, representing the very country they’re trying to destroy, tickled me and lately I’ve needed a good giggle

Saying that though, I still don’t know how horses work and as much as I’d love to do a Jorvik team line up for a bit of fun I just don’t have the skills for that yet.

[applepixls]

theres something to be said about the accidental symbolism of the horns in double life

grian got ponder originally which is a doo doo dudooooo kinda pattern and then got seek which is the same pattern but with a scratchier sound and offered it to scott

their stories then mirror in both having previously done a series with their partner and this time (somewhat) rejecting them (and later being tortured by them) only scott fully rejected pearl to live across from cleo while grian still kept scar around but tried to be secret soulmates with bigb. and ultimately scott and pearl did the whole sacrifice for the other person to win thing, reprising grian and scar's 3rd life ending same pattern, different sound.

(theres also something to be said here about how they are similar people, you can see it in the quiet agreement to stand around and get butted at by goats and in the bit where scott punches scar, sees grian take damage and "*he knows" and he knows he knows he knows and scott realizes what grian realized, that grian is once again trailing reluctantly after scar to keep him safe but also knows he shouldn't tell scar cause grian hasn't. they're both very intelligent in similar ways and it shows)

later on grian got another ponder (which he offered to scar instead of the seek he initially gave him) and mentioned how there was a reply to it (sing, du dudoooo) that he really wanted (and later jimmy and tango got)

so more narrative comparisons. the two soulmate pairs at that point have matching horns, grian and scar are ponder and jimmy and tango are sing. notoriously jimmy and scar are the two that everyone was scared of being partnered with because they die and take damage a lot. the thing i find interesting is how different their narratives are grian and scar had already been partnered and worked together previously, meanwhile, jimmy and tango had barely spoken prior. you'd expect that the two who were already friends and found out they were partnered (or at least grian found out) in a more or less positive way would choose to be friends, no? and you'd think that the two who didn't know each other and met by dying would have an awkward stumbling dynamic and possibly resent (in character) each other, right? but turned out it was the opposite way around (because of personalities blah blah blah). its not super related to the horn patterns I'll admit but something about the way.. its almost as if grian's horn says this is how it is (this being like rejecting scar because of their past) and the ranchers horn being like what if it doesn't have to be (something about clean slates, seeing people in new light, reintroducing yourself, taking all the best of a person despite a bad circumstance like yknow. killing them when you first meet. don't know anyone else whos accidentally blown up someone when they first met cough cough 3rd life cough)

please feel free to add your thoughts

[the-witchy-sideblog]

Y'know what. Maybe I WILL become the freak professor obsessed with research and eye motifs. Maybe I WILL be on my avatar bullshit with my own work

[starlightphil]

[melverie]

Both lesson 12 and lesson 19 in NB are actually great reminders that OG timeline Lucifer would absolutely pretend like nothing happened after MC's disappearance and that he is in fact completely unaffected by it all, maybe even distancing and isolating himself entirely from everyone else if he can't keep up the act, meanwhile behind closed doors he is completely falling apart because his pride just won't. let. him. be. vulnerable.

[easeupkid]

people with onsite laundry will never understand the epic highs and lows of laundromat life

[tiredmimik]

!! UT/DR NEWSLETTER SPOILERS !!

(+ brain dump)

guys i cannot be the only one who can't get this out of my head

it wasn't explicitly stated but i'm pretty sure this is Asriel talking about Chara, and there's something so melancholy aboutwhat he's saying. you really get an insight into Chara's mentality about humanity and the world. "nothing can hurt you anymore, nothing can hurt anyone anymore"... it's further solidifies that Chara is a hurt kid that wants to fix things no matter the cost, even if the way they try and "fix" things is totally fucked up and wrong (referring to when they tried to get Asriel to kill the humans on the surface. like they fucked up big time and ended up killing their best friend but their heart was kinda in the right place)

also the last lines. "I just hope we'll be friends for 999 more years". is so messed up.

Asriel and Chara aren't going to see each other ever again, yet they're still going to stay "alive" for the next 999 years. Flowey (probably) can't die without a soul, and Chara is a ghost watching and narrating Frisk. they've both changed, they've both royally fucked up, and they're both going to live with that

for the next 999 years

[oozeandgoo-art]

[sunmontuewrites]

I didn't watch Eurovision this year but I'm feeling like this is filling that hole...

[password-door-lock]

“What is this?” Unknown demands, giving the oversized cup a once-over. He does not appreciate the tacky snowflake print any more than he appreciates the fact that it is decidedly not what he asked for.

You shoot him a sheepish smile that he could really do without, before stabbing the sheer plastic lid of your drink with a large pastel pink straw identical to the one waiting for him on the dashboard. “You said you wanted something that would keep you awake.”

Unknown grits his teeth. It's like he has to spell every little thing out for you lest you should fuck it up— maybe he shouldn't really be surprised, considering he's had to deal with your antics for months now, but that doesn’t mean he’s pleased with your behavior. “I wanted an energy drink.” He may not drink them often, but they come in handy when he spends long hours on surveillance missions such as this one. 

“Oh.” You wrinkle your brow, looking genuinely apologetic. “I'm sorry. I wish you would have said something— hopefully this will be okay, though. It does have a lot of caffeine and sugar— plus, I got us some pastries, too.”

You brandish a box (also printed with snowflakes) which looks big enough to contain more than enough pastries for the two of you. “Next time, get me what I ask for.” He shouldn’t have to say that, but Unknown understands now that it’s better to err on the side of caution when giving you directions. 

“Of course.” You don't contest the fact that he never explicitly asked you for an energy drink, which, to your credit, does improve Unknown's mood infinitesimally. He’s not in the mood for an argument today, any more than he’s in the mood for… whatever you’re trying to give him now. “But, listen, this should give you enough energy to stay up until we're back at Magenta, anyway. And they're doing a promotion for winter— see the little flap in the cup? There's a plushie keychain behind it.”

“Next time, I'll go with you into the store,” Unknown decides, too caught up in his own thoughts to consider the new information that you’ve offered. None of the work that he got done while you were in the coffee shop makes up for the potential risks associated with leaving you to your own devices for so long. He sincerely hopes that the Savior doesn't look at her card history for this evening, because he has no interest in explaining why so many ridiculous things were purchased in the name of the Mint Eye.

You're not listening to him, either, already prying open the little door in the side of your cup to get to the plushie. Unknown is irrationally annoyed about this, and he stews in his anger as you withdraw the stupid little thing. “Aw,” you look dejected, which  comforts him. “Damn.” You might be annoying, but at least your pouting face is cute. 

“What's the problem, prince(ss)?” Angry or not, Unknown will never pass up an opportunity to mess with you.  

“I don't really like this character,” you confess, “Like, it’s fine, I guess, but I was hoping to get something else.”

“Oh, you poor thing,” Unknown murmurs mockingly, reveling in your disappointment just as he indulges in all of your emotions. He really does enjoy his time with you, all things considered— but, then again, he never would have picked you if he didn’t want to be around you. 

“You should open yours.” Now you're giving him puppy-dog eyes, which has never been a particularly effective method in your dealings with Unknown— of course, that’s never stopped you before, and he apparently can’t expect it to stop you this time, either. “Please? It's already paid for. It would be a waste if you just left it.” 

Unknown considers this. As much as he doesn't want to listen to you when you try to give him orders, he is just a bit curious about what might be inside the cup. And you do have a point— it is already paid for. Even though he doesn't want it, if there's any enjoyment to be had from this irresponsible decision of yours, he may as well revel in that, too, before the Savior finds out what has taken place and limits his use of the Mint Eye credit card. Most likely, he'll no longer be allowed to leave you unattended with it. 

Whatever. It takes him a moment to get the stupid thing out of the little door— he ends up just ripping the extra bottom compartment off of the rest of the cup and tossing it on the floor of the car. He figures that you can clean it up later. He studies the prize— it’s just some plush cartoon character that he’s never heard of, though you seem to recognize it, if the way that your eyes widen as you study the thing is anything to go on. “What?” He demands, clutching the plushie in his closed fist. 

“Can we trade?” You ask sheepishly, holding out your keychain like you expect him to take it. “You got my favorite character.” 

Unknown finds himself grinning. He didn’t care at all about the plushie before, but he very much enjoys knowing that he has something that you want. He offers you a smug chuckle before clipping the keychain ring to his belt loop. “No,” he says firmly, “I like this one.” 

But his words and actions fail to have the desired effect. You just grin right back at him, silently clapping your hands as if pleased by his performance. Unknown stares up at the ceiling, wondering what the hell he’s going to do with you. As if you can read his thoughts, you select this moment to be extra-annoying:  “Now try the drink,” you order, “I promise you’ll love it.”

[b-blushes]

ANYWAY wednesday quest is once again hoover! it was nice working on sewing the blanket patch too once i'd gotten the edges secured, so i'll work on that a bit more too and maybe even finish it! wahoo yippee wednesday!

[leopardom]

i've come to the conclusion that i either have the worst timing when it comes to messaging/posting or i'm straight up annoying every single soul on earth so i just get ignored. or maybe both

[angelstrawbabie420]

oh fucking BROTHER i just finished cleaning and had made smth to eat bc i finally convinced myself after all day that i wld feel better if i did (it’s been a HORRIFIC ed day) and i kid you not as soon as i sat down i dropped the whole thing all OVER myself and it FUCKING BURNED and HURT bc it was SCALDING !!!!! and then i had to clean up the ONE thing id convinced myself was okay to eat OFF THE FLOOR I JUST FINISHED MOPPING!!!!!! BROTHER. WHY ME.