#go read twilight

[evelili]

twilight sparkle's tamagotchi resurrection services (stay up all night hatching an identical replacement pet)

[dreamsy990]

you know i used to think it was weird how sora and roxas have such different personalities for supposedly being 'the same person' but after playing a few games i sort of realized that they do have similar personalities, because roxas acts how sora does when he's under extreme stress.

compare roxas to sora in, say, kh1. that's where a lot of peoples idea of sora's personality comes from. sora is generally very upbeat and optimistic in that game. not very similar to roxas, right?

but let's switch the game and talk about a game where sora is ABSOLUTELY GOING THROUGH IT. chain of memories.

sora's resting state is melancholy in com. he only ever cheers up in short bursts, usually when he's joking around with friends. just like roxas.

he's quick to anger, and tends to lash out at the organization members. best example of this is when larxene makes him 'remember' namine, and he swings at her repeatedly, even after she's gone. he only stops when jiminy is able to snap him out of it.

you know what scene that resembles?

sora, while a bit more on the angry side and less sad, continues to act like this in kh2 when he's in stressful situations. (he also has a tendancy to insult people which, while it's not very related to the point, is very funny and sora saying 'gonna cry?' to xigbar is great.) i cant comment any further than that about kh2 off the top of my head.

so, roxas acts like sora does when he's stressed, right? but why is roxas always acting like that? to which i say, he isnt!

he only ever acts like that when he's also in fucked up and stressful situations, which happens to be a CONSTANT in his life. but when he's hanging out with axel and xion, a decidedly NOT stressful situation, he's a lot more like sora. he's teasing his friends and insulting his coworkers and joking around and acting like a normal kid. not really important, but unless i misremembered some sora lines which is VERY possible, both roxas and sora respond to friendly insults with "oh thanks!" a lot. just a funny little detail that felt relevant.

the biggest differences between roxas and sora boil down to environment and... i dont know how to put it besides volume? roxas is very quiet and tends to keep most of his thoughts to himself, while sora is very loud and expressive in comparison.

there is one other huge difference i noticed, which is less character based and more story. sora wanted to get off destiny islands and explore with his friends, but roxas just wanted routine. sora wants adventure, and roxas wants things to stay the same, for days where he gets off work and eats ice cream with his friends to last forever, to keep having conversations about nothing and watching the sunset. roxas wants normalcy, sora wants excitement. it's just interesting seeing their contrast.

not sure if this is very well said or anything i just wanted to talk about my boys

[luna-lovegreat]

Me: the update just came out, restrain yourself, you don’t need to make a billion posts about it, chilllll-

Also me: SAME POSE SAME POSE SAME POSE SAME POSE

Time, two pages over: “Your form is on point” WELL GUESS WHO HE FREAKING LEARNED IT FROM

[ru-inn]

I love Michael Sheen so much that man is an acting genius and so talented. The things he does with micro-expressions are especially beautiful and he shines in every role I’ve ever seen him in. He is, in my opinion, the blueprint of an acting chameleon, he completely transform into roles and obviously cares so much for his characters. I wanna see more Michael appreciation please and thank you.

[bobafett]

Twilight on Owl Creek Bridge by @yellowocaballero

SUBJECT: Regarding Senate Guard Objectives For Today This is a polite reminder to all guardsmen that patrol schedules for the Senate vote ratifying dictatorships are posted in the breakroom. I am also issuing a warning to linear time that days should follow sequentially and are not intended to repeat. Please cease repeating. I am getting a headache. Additionally, I'd like to remind all guardsmen that it is illegal to harbor invisible women in the Senate. If you see a ghost claiming to be Leia Organa, please remove her from the premises. She will be making a scene. Thank you for your cooperation in preserving the peace of the Republic, and all hail the Empire. Fox

It is finished. First (and second) binds are officially done, and as the author's copy is officially in the author's hands, I can finally post pictures.

About The Bind

This fic was typeset in Affinity Publisher in Crimson Text with titles in Neothic and League Gothic. It was printed on cream 20/50 lb short grain paper.

The cover was designed in Affinity Designer using the vector of the Imperial Cog off of Wookieepedia and some royalty free clip art. It came together in probably 45 minutes, and I am ridiculously proud of how it turned out.

Spine titling was done with metallic silver paint and a custom vinyl stencil. Headbands are decorative paper coiled around some yarn stiffened with PVA. Flyleafs are from a pack of scrapbook paper that was on sale at Michael's for $5 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Personal copy is rounded, author's copy is flat-back. Despite the author's copy being easier to make and superior in literally every way as both a functional and aesthetic object, I tragically do prefer the way the rounded copy looks. Guess I'll have to get better at rounding spines.

Digital covers and excerpts from the typeset below the cut.

[luck-of-the-drawings]

OH ARTHUR BENNETT.. such a gorgeous and intriguing character. terribly burdened by a GRUESOME set of crimes, his light suffocated by a HEAVY century of GUILT. so tragic, so dark and broody, and yet PAINFULLY awkward in any social setting ever

[iffondrels-library]

Absolutely loved reading "Whistling on Deaf Ears" by CrimsonRavioli, where a prank gets taken too far and Twilight loses his hearing. So I drew a few sketches for it!

Chapter 2: Fun

Wild breaks out in a short laugh, just like he did when it was the captain being pranked.

He expects the others to join in. But a couple of seconds pass, and nobody's laughing with him.

Chapter 8: Talk

"You want to talk, vet? Let’s talk. About how maybe, instead of barging into conversations that have nothing to do with you and demanding answers, you could try and not be useless when I ask you to help."

Chapter 11: Damage (Pt. 2)

A short, fluttering burst of magic lights up around her finger. It disappears as quickly as it appeared, and the Great Fairy just smiles once it has dissipated.

"There," she says, withdrawing and resting her head on both hands once more. "Now we may speak with less trouble. Hello, Hero. I am the Great Fairy of Magic."

That's all I have! But please check out this wonderful fic if you're like me and enjoy some wonderful Wild and Twilight angst! Thank you again to @a-little-bit-of-ravioli for writing such a compelling work!

[dateamonster]

My vampire ex-boyfriend is stalking me. This is not an unusual occurrence. Even when we were still dating he was always doing this, he just used to be more obvious about it because if I called him out he already had a line locked and loaded about how he was only looking out for me. And sure, I'll admit that I've had more than the average number of near-death experiences for a seventeen year old, but at the risk of rehashing old arguments, a lot of that could've been avoided if he'd just turned me the first time I asked.

I've broken things off with my vampire ex-boyfriend a couple times before, usually for about the same reasons, but this time it's different. I think he's noticed it too. I'm not grieving anymore, not holing myself up in my room listening to sad music watching every gray day pass me by. I've talked to my friends, then to my dad, and they're on my side. My dad took a little longer to come around, but it helped that his best friend's son went through the same thing. It's good to have people around who want to support me, not just protect me.

My vampire ex-boyfriend didn't want me to be a vampire like him. He didn't want me to have sex, with him or anyone else. He didn't want me to go out with my friends without him there, but he also didn't want to come along. He didn't want me to go out after dark. He didn't want me to cut my hair. But he liked me, he really liked me. He liked that I didn't ever show much skin even in the summer. He liked that I didn't have any real hobbies or passions so that he could be the one to introduce me to music and fine art and literature. He liked that I kept my innermost thoughts so buried that they were a secret even to me.

I don't know for sure if I want to be a vampire anymore. I think I might, or at the very least I want to keep my options open, but it doesn't feel as urgent now that I know there are other ways to change myself. I used to think I needed it to be close to him. He was so beautiful, is so beautiful. My vampire ex-boyfriend, with his serious, brooding stare and his model chin and his body carved from the center of a pale diamond, his chiseled angles sharp enough to cut with just a glance. And then me beside him, with my long mousy hair and my fragile frame hidden beneath overlarge shirts and jeans when even a knee-length skirt made me feel too exposed. For all his sanguineous habits, I was the parasite, and he was the genuine article, and maybe that's why it hurt so much to have him reject me again and again. All I ever wanted was to burrow into his colorless skin, to feel what it was like to be strong and unyielding. My vampire ex-boyfriend hated his perfect body. He waxed poetic about my warmth, my softness. Maybe we were more alike than I thought in the end.

I load my old pickup truck full of lumber and nails and feel pleased by how much easier it is now that I've started to put on a little muscle. Working with my hands makes me feel more grounded in my body, so dad's enlisted my help in some of his DIY projects around the house. My collection of bandages is growing, from splinters and slips and the occasional dropped hammer, but my coordination grows a fraction less abysmal each day, and if I spill blood there's no one there to wince and whine about it.

I put a lock on my bedroom window. I pin photographs to my wall documenting my changes from month to month. Dad shows me how to shave without cutting myself, despite my insistence that if I could figure out my legs I can figure out my face. I smile more days than I don't. I still turn my head in the same direction when I hear a loud crack from beyond the treeline that's not quite thunder. I still visit his family, when he's not around. In another life I know his parents would've treated me like one of their own.

Just as I'm climbing into the driver's seat I hear a voice from the shadows, whispering the name of a stranger. I drive away. I've got no more interest in raising the dead.

[teecupangel]

Desmond as one of the sparkle-pires from 'Twilight'.

Desmond wakes up in a cave, thirsty and rock hard. Literally, his skin is diamond solid and when he walks out into the sun he glitters...

So obviously he waltzes into an old rundown town, realises he's time traveled, accidentally seduces three wenches, two widows, a beggar and a cat. Walks right back out because half the people in that town smelt DELICIOUS and the other half had STDs and wanted to share.

It's hard going anywhere during the day when you're in a constant state of bedazzlement...

Obviously Desmond becomes a little despondent when he realizes the only thing he can ingest is blood, he can't stand to be in the company of humans without going feral and 'again' he glitters.

Well at least he doesn't have the ability to change other assassin's into sparkly vampiric creatures.

Cause that would be terrible.

It’s me so I’m going to add more problem to Desmond by making the blood of his ancestor smells divine. It’s much harder to keep himself ‘human’ when they’re near so he deliberately stays away, takes over a small piece of land with a trash lord no one would miss. He takes care of the people in his land, gives jobs to the three wenches, two widows and one beggar that followed him, made them promise never to call him ‘god’ ever again. Simply because he sparkles doesn’t mean he’s a divine being.

This sort of thing reeks of Isu bullshit but he can’t even research freely because of his ‘conditions’.

He’s reminded of the Twilight movie he watched back in New York when he had been so bored on a day off that he didn’t even want to have (his boss insisted after he went without any day off for a while, switching with other people just to get more money for that motorcycle he was eyeing).

Of all the possible truths hidden in this world by the Templars, sparkling vampires were not even in his list of ‘possible conspiracy theories that Shaun would say could be true’.

Did it mean then that the author of Twilight had Templar connections???

Was a Templar herself?

Or worse…

Had some kind of Isu-related device or item???

Desmond would just have to make do with what he has right now.

The three wenches wanted to offer their blood to him. A rotating shift of some sort to make sure none of them would feel any severe side effect. The beggar turned out to be a doctor who lost everything after a battle between the armies of two men with too much power and money and little care for the life of those ‘beneath’ them incinerated his village and left him without a money to his name. Desmond made him the castle’s physician and he took that to mean that he could assist the wenches (ladies of the castle, there are rumors of them either being Desmond’s ‘mistresses’ or sisters) in trying to make Desmond understand that they wish only to help. The two widows stay away from all of these, taking care of the orphans in the orphanage Desmond created when he became a lord.

The cat, of course, did what cat did.

Realized they are the true master of the castle and demanded to be treated as such.

It was a peaceful life, all things considered.

Desmond could survive on animal blood. It takes bland and Desmond is reminded by the idea of eating cardboard every month when he drinks from an animal he had hunted himself before bringing back to the castle so the cook may use it for dinner.

Human food taste like nothing but he can swallow it, pretend to be normal while eating with his court.

His ‘sisters’ and the court physician.

The townspeople under his rule see him as benevolent and understanding.

They also believe that he suffers from an ailment that leaves him weak under the sun’s light.

Some joke that he is a demon but the pain and suffering they went through with the previous lord made them loyal to Lord Desmond.

If he turns out to be a demon, then they will become devil worshipers. The Church turned a blind eye on the previous lord because of the ‘donations’ he had given, after all.

The Church doesn’t like him though but they ignore him, his land being of no political or strategic value to them.

Then…

A hooded man appeared in the castle, hiding in the shadows to observe the strange lord who held no power to change the political strife plaguing across the land but having rumored to be strange.

Maybe strange enough to be hiding something of grave importance…

The Assassin believed that he had hid well, that they would not be seen.

But then…

The lord’s head immediately turned to his direction.

And his light brown eyes glowed gold with surprise, dread and…

… hunger.

.

(Desmond has been trying to find info about why he’s sparkling and if vampires are ‘real’ or if he’s an anomaly. This, in turn, gets the Brotherhood’s attention. Who the Assassin is is up to you guys. The main point is he has to be an ancestor of Desmond. It would be easy to make it Altaïr or Ezio but Ratonhnhaké:ton is also an option and he traveled somewhere where religion still has a high hold on politicians. Hell, it can be Edward or even Giovanni, tbf XD)

[throwawayasoiafaccount]

question: how can you adore elia when she’s barely a character?

we do not know enough about this character for her to even have stans.

stanning elia is illogical at best, completely delusional and very concerning at worst.

because what even is it that is being stanned and adored? your self insert?

[infinitelilith]

There's Enemies-To-Lovers, Lovers-To-Enemies, Friends-To-Lovers, Friends-To-Enemies-To-Lovers, and then there's whatever the fuck these two got going on

[arahabakix]

SIX TWELVE CHARACTERS; pt. 3

(click for high-res)

thanks to @sukerokus @voxofthevoid @tanchirou @queenrojpag @karura @yuujies @ghost-maya @kotonni @yoo-joonghyuks-big-naturals​ @alchemist-fantasy for the suggestions!!!

༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ --→ pt. 1 & pt. 2 + credits for the maki panel

[fourthcupofrice]

Fanart for alternatemind on Ao3!!! I love her twilight princess au.

EDIT: Go read the fic!!!!

[evelili]

context

[brainlessbaguette]

Some goddess doodles and sketches, because I have been using the designs I did for the heck of it as an outlet for headcanons I have had since I first played ocarina

[pomegranateboba]

ArTw Incorrect quotes (24)

POV: Summoner is sick

Arcturus: Summoner! I heard you were sick, did you drink lots of water?

Summoner, turning around and revealing multiple stacks of paper and some pens: Arcky look, I wrote 5 chapters of my Spica x Alpheratz slow burn fanfic :D

Arcturus:

Arcturus: ...so did you drink lots of water?