#groundwork is done

[revasserium]

okay but this zoro fic im writing is actual enemies to lovers -- ENEMIES as in they try to kill each other MULTIPLE TIMES before any kind of loving happens okay

E NE M IE S!!!

[waterlinkedgirl]

Musical Touken Ranbu: Michinooku ~ Hitotsu Hachisu (Michinooku ~ A Single Lotus)

Here we go! Only a few days after the archive release and toumyu's ninth anniversary (congratulations!)

Michioku, or Michihasu, is a myu I have many conflicting feelings about, both positive and negative. However, I do believe that with the right amount of care in the next Mika-related story myu, the negative can still be cleared. Plus, I'm glad about a lot of things being re-established. The writer does need to step up her game a little on the plot-writing side of things, as well as the understanding-and-respecting-past-myu side of things, but as long as she does, this can still be given a proper place within what was already established.

Keep in mind that these are only the subtitle files, timed and tled to the DMM senshuuraku and the bluray respectively. The archive version will have a talk at the start, so the starting times of the subs will have to be delayed accordingly.

You can find the subtitles and my TL notes document here!

[ilynpilled]

obsessed with the fact that neither of those things are true 😭. is it truly that hard to come for jaime for the right shit pls

[sciderman]

I give you one better, I invite you to avoid the negativity and tell us. What would be the perfect DP/SP cannon comic for you? Like that topics and motivations and even silly jokes would make you fill with joy and happiness and fun reading it?

Also if you could choose any writer to do it, who would it be?

for real the spideypool book of all time is avenging spider-man #12-#13, for wade and peter's ridiculous dynamic where - unlike most of deadpool and spider-man's team-ups, spider-man is honestly in good spirits and good humour, and is rolling with the punches.

i think that's the big reason why i love this particular team-up so much - it's not as mean-spirited as literally every other spider-man and deadpool routine, where spider-man is kind of excessively mean to deadpool. like sure, wade and peter aren't friends, exactly, but peter's not excessively mean, and they just have this delightful little dynamic where - like, peter's disappointed, but i don't know, it doesn't feel belittling to me. even when peter's disappointed.

it's the most likeable peter's ever been in any spider-man and deadpool team-up. he really really has a likability issue in every single spider-man/deadpool team-up. in every single one, save for this one, peter is just... really unlikeable in the spider-man/deadpool dynamic. he's always holier-than-thou, and i really can't stand it.

so if there were a spider-man and deadpool book i'd want to read - it would have to have wade and peter on equal footing. none of this holier-than-thou stuff - peter doesn't see himself as superior. he probably will still see deadpool as a nuisance, but he doesn't think he's better than wade. i'd want it to stay street-level. i'd want a lot of opportunities for each of them to surprise each other with their abilities - i'd want wade to constantly be taken aback by peter's brilliance, and i'd want peter to be taken aback by how sharp wade is. i'd want that respect between them to grow, over time. equal footing. a balance of powers. i really don't think it's fair that, kind of consistently, peter's always held the power in the dynamic and wade's kind of always a bit of a doormat with peter. so - i want them to dismantle that hero-worship dynamic, and put them on equal footing.

god. and the series has to be funny. dear god let it be funny. the sm/dp series was just - not funny. i can't remember a single joke that landed, for me. if there's anything a spider-man and deadpool book has to be, it's funny. please. deeeeaaaar god please.

[ancha-aus]

RealAgeAU Drabble - Haven

I am back with my BS AGAIN :D @spotaus You know the drill friend come over :D I can not be stopped. I have grown too powerful!! (just played dnd. Checked the chapter to upload tomorrow for my main au and i wrote a bit on a new story. I AM POWERFUL!) <- says the woman who will probably crash in under an hour lmao.

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We got no beta and no editing as we just go! maybe that is why these drabbles for going so well. me just kinda going and not worrying too much about the in between bits or mistakes or grammar. I just write and say that is done.. huh... writing lesson i guess. ANYWAY! back to the family :3

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Cross hums as he finishes cutting another wood board in the right size. He puts it with the others on the pile before checking the list he made before hand.

Cross nods as he looks towards the house "Got them all ready for the downstairs!" Cross grins as he takes a moment to just look at the house. Their house!

When Horror had returned with the news their new acquaintances had secured them a house they had all been sceptic at best, Dust had been downright suspicious.

But it was the truth! aparently they had managed to build up a good enough reputation that they had been trying to figure out a solution. An empty and abandoned farm and ground? That was too small for most to do anything with? hidden mostly by a forest?

Perfect for them!

They had gone to check it out and it is amazing! It is secure and easily to defend! Sure it is an old building but Cross and Horror can fix up the house easily enough! Dust had handed Nightmare over to Killer and had started looking around the house to inspect it.

long story short? He thinks he can fix most things.

With a hopeful plan they spend the inspection day also cleaning. That had been yesterday.

today? They took most of the old construction wood Crop and Straw had stored away and they got to work. Dust is cleaning and fixing what he can while Horror and Cross himself did contruction work.

Killer is on Nightmare watching duty. Mostly because Killer doesn't have nay skills in construction. Neither of them mind as they had been exploring their new area and territory together. Hoenstly it was adorable to see Killer walk by with Nightmare on his shoulders.

Horror walks out of the house as he takes the planks "Thanks. Walls?"

Cross grins proudly "All of them. Including the walls and the new banisters for the roof."

Horror blinks before grinning "great. thanks Oreo." nad he chuckles as Cross sputters.

May be because horror isn't wearing a shirt. Which kinda makes sense! Becuase horror is pulling a lot of old wood away and rebuilding stuff. the chances of him ripping his few good shirts is rather high. Still Cross is trying very hard to just focus on his face and skull. it is fine! No one notices!

Cross turns back to the pile he still has. it has been reduced quickly which sucks. He looks through it with a frown.

Crop stops by him with a knowing smile "Hey Cross!" he grins wider "Getting heated?"

Cross glares at him "Well the late autumn sun is rather warm!" and he goes back to shifting through his pile.

Crop nods "It is it is..." then the grin falls and he frowns "You guys already that low?"

Cross shifts through it more "Yeah but it is okay! I can probably use this to make the cabinets for the kitchen still..." still they will need to get more materials for everything else.

Crop frowns and must have made the same conclusion "Hopefully Straw gets back soon with more stuff."

Cross rubs his neck "You guys really didn't need to help this much... we already own you big time..."

Crop shrugs "That is how a community works Cross. We all help each other. We will eventually pay it back with helping them back." he smiles "We are only a tiny town and only have ourselves to count on. You heard how the deal with the repair service from the big city went. People are quick to think off us as dumb or naive. We gotta stuck together."

Cross shoots him a grin "We will try to ffigure something out... eventually." he groans "we don't even know what type of farm to make yet!"

Crop shrugs "You guys will have to test some stuff. See what works for you and your land..." he grins again "I don't think a diary farm fits you guys though."

Cross glares at him "Not funny. I swear Betty knew she freaked me uot."

Crop nods "Oh absolutely! Cows are really smart."

Just makes them more terrifying in Cross's opinion and he has no doubt that thought is clear on his face.

Crop laughs but a honk of a car pulls them out of their conversation. and. That is a giant truck. much bigger than Straw and Crop's truck.

Crop blinks "Dani and Ellie?" he raises to his feet and waves.

The truck stops and Ellie leans out "Hello! Your lovely neighborhood lesbians have brought you." she puts ahand under her chin and wiggles her eye brows "the wood."

Dani chuckles as she jumps out "Straw told everyone around town. Most people are grabbing their stuff but this was all stuff we were planning on giving to the community anyway." she shrugs "tree farmers after all."

Ellie grins as she waves them over "Come! lets see what you need! We have all types of trunks with us. They will still need some work and treatment but Dani is amazing with her magic!"

Dani grins as she gives a thumbs up "figure out how to treat wood with magic instead of the slow treatment. Most still want the traditional work but i figured you guys would be okay with this help."

Cross is unsure how to react. People don't just help them. People hate them and what they do. Tehy hadn't expected this much help and it is overwhelming "I... I... I don't know how to... We don't have money?" he is lost.

Dani shrugs again as Ellie smiles "Hey. We have been where you guys have been... well not exactly but people werent'exactly welcoming of us either... as soon as we graduated we grbabed my old car and just left. we foudn thsi place and people were nice enough to take a chance on us." she grins "We now pay that forwards. We are doing this!" she grins and winks "Will just have to invite us over for a prime tour of the farm once you guys are all done!"

Dani nods as she starts untying the many trunks "What Ellie said. the Danielle's are at your service. Now what do you need?"

Cross is still lost when Horror joins them curiously. no doubt hearing all the noise. He pauses as he takes in the sight before tilting his skull "What?"

Cross just kidna waves at the two "We... euh.. got help? And thinks? Do you know what we need?" his mind is in shambles at the moment.

Hroror sees it and smiles as he walks past. patting his shoulder before going over to the dog and bunny and having a short conversation. Horror hears their whole speech and smiles. he thanks them and explains what they need for what. The two woman listen closely before nodding and starting to organise the brought materials with practised ease.

Horror joins his side again and grabs Cross's lists. He takes a pencil and writes some tree names by a few of the items before handing them back "They will help prepare the materials. They are nice." and he disappears back inside.

Welp!! If Horror says that that means they are nice and most likely trustworthy! They get over to him and Cross explains the system he had and what they had calculated to need for each area. The two monsters nod and ask if they should start on the porch while cross continues preparing stuff for horror. Which Cross thanks them and agrees wiht.

They are hard at work when Killer nad Nightmare return. Killer laughs "Criss Cross! you are not going to believe this! The like east area just has a tiny field at the edge of the forest and part of that forest is still in our little area! better yet that means some of the forest animals are like right there!" then he notices the guests and grows quiet "oh... hello." His hold on Nightmare's leg tightens.

Ngihtmare tilts his tiny skull at the two monsters "Dani and Ellie... right?"

Ellie coos as Dani grins "Good memory. I can't imagine remembering all the new faces you meet only once is easy." and she finishes her spell on a piece of wood which Ellie pulls over to cut.

Nightmare shrugs as he hugs Killer's skull "good memory..."

KIller nods as he glances at Cross "Sooooo... Hello Lovely ladies!" he grins "What brings you here?"

Dani raises a piece of wood "Neighborhoodly friendliness." and she continues with her task.

Killer stares at him and Cross grins "They brough over some wood" he ignores the eye brow wigglign "after they heard from STraw that we are getting the house fixed up. aparently it is a community thing that everyone helps everyone." he shrugs at the doubting look "Don't look at me. it is new for me too. Horror said it is fine though."

Killer blinks "I mean... if Horror said it is fine..." he looks at Nightmare "What do you think tiny boss?"

Nightamre shrugs and hugs his skull.

Killer nods "notion accepted. Got it." he grins at them "We are going to look at some of the other stuff Straw and Crop brought along. See what is in there."

Cross nods "Good idea!" and he watches Killer walk off with Nightmare.

Dani chuckles and looks over "Not good at construction?"

Cross groans loudly "Killer is good at a lot of things... not construction." he shrugs "It is fine. We don't want Nightmare near this stuff anyway." he is too small to lift everything and could too easily get hurt. it doesn't matter he is technically a god he is not going to have to work. They don't agree with child labor.

Dani nods "I get that. best to have a child safe corner for them to sit in." she turns back to the next trunk and gets to work as Ellie cuts pieces.

They work for a long time and the sun is well past midday when more people come by. They deliver some older looking furniture and more tools and items for them to use.

Most don't stay for long aside from dropping things off or asking if they needed anything specific. Some brought over some premade food for them and other snacks because aparently 'breaks are important!'.

Crop and Straw, when he returned, work on clearing the road betweent eh main road and the farm and getting some clear markers on where to go.

Dani and Ellie leave later in the afternoon and by the end of the day their group of skeletons looks back at their progress. They aren't done yet but it starts to look more like a house than an actual falling apart piece of junk.

Dust is covered in ashes and when they look at him he just says 'fireplace' which probably means he found a challenge of somekind. Then again Cross thinks he spotted Dust on the roof once or twice but each time he had looked back to check he hadn't been there.

They are packing up when Killer and Nightmare return. Killer looking very proud and Ngihtmare looking a bit more nervous as he fidgets.

Horror and him share alook as Horror looks at them, now once again fully dressed "yes?"

Killer grins "Remember how we were told most farms have a name?"

Cross give shim a look "We are aware. we also agreed we would take time to think about it."

Killer grins "True. But! Nightmare thought of one and I figured it was perfect and fine!" Ngihtmare shoots him a glare and crosses his tiny arms.

Dust tils his skull "fact. Waht is the name?"

Cross wants to disagree but also if nightamre wants to clal it something specific he is fine with it. Nightmare never complains about them deciding stuff so why would they complain about this.

Nightmare mutters something but when he sees everyone looking and waiting he speaks louder "It was just an idea... Killer got excited..." still staring and he rubs his arm looking embarresed "It is silly... I thought... I figured Haven would fit. Haven Farm."

Cross stares at Nightmare and feels a bit of tears try to form as the meaning sinks in and what it implies and means. He can't stop it as he picks nightmar eup and hugs him close. Purring much too loud as he speaks "I agree it is perfect!" their home. their safe place. their hide out. their haven.

Killer grins wider and nods "Which i agreed with. So!" he pulls out a board from behind his back.

It is a name plate. It spells Haven but the letters are a bit croaked and nailed to the backboard. it are all different sizes and different colours nad Cross fucking loves it!

Killer grins "We made it together." he rolls his eye lights "don't worry i did the cutting and nailed it all together. Ngihtmare was my supervisor."

Dust looks appeased as he nods "Seems good."

Horror nods as he takes the plate and puts it by the door, too hang later "Will need a bigger one for the gate at the enterance."

Cross grins as he feels ngihtamre relax at the approval and start to purr himself. Cros sjust nuzzles the babybones.

They still have a lot of work ahead of them but that is fine. It will be all so very much worth it once it is done and they have their house to finally just be them.

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[lena-in-a-red-dress]

Eternals AU Idea cont - the final battle

"It's not enough," Sersi gasps as the uni-mind releases her, fading into nothing. "We're not enough."

Tears gather in her eyes. All this time, all this pain, this struggle, to protect this planet that has become her home, and now, in the time of Earth's greatest need, she can do nothing to protect it from the threat her family's own arrival had heralded so many millenia ago.

She hears Lena's soft footsteps through the thunder of Tiamut's emergence as her lover comes to kneel before before. Sersi can't bear to meet her gaze, instead staring at her helpless, useless hands. A moment later, one slender hand enters her field of vision to take her hand, while the other gently cups Sersi's cheek.

"I have an idea," Lena says quietly. At this, Sersi finally lifts her head, and looks into Lena's eyes.

"Anything," Sersi begs, pleads.

"For thousands of years, you have protected this world, and its people. You may not have cultivated this garden, but you have stood as sentinels against that which would have ravaged it. Even now, you wish to save it."

Sersi blinks, spilling her tears. Lena wipes them away with her thumb.

"The Eternals may not have the energy to stop Tiamut-- but because of you and your family, the earth does." Lena holds Sersi's gaze. "It will lend its power to you, to save itself and its people."

A desperate confusion fills Sersi, as she struggles to discern how to use this new resource. Surely if this were an option, Phastos would have mentioned it.

"We are not of this planet," she says. "We have no way to connect with it--"

"I do."

There is a calm resignation in Lena's voice that sends a lightning bolt of fear through Sersi's chest. Lena's magic is tied to the earth and its elements-- she could direct its power towards Sersi, allow her to access the nigh-unlimited energy of a planet bursting with human life. A font of power that could kill Lena.

"No," Sersi gulps. "No, you can't."

"I will," Lena returns calmly. "But you have to promise... promise me you'll receive this gift, and use it to save us."

Sersi shakes her head again, only for Lena's hand to firm against her cheek, deterring the motion.

"So many have already sacrificed so much to save this planet. This galaxy, this universe," Lena reminds her. Sersi's thoughts race to the Avengers, to Ultron to Thanos. "Now it's my turn."

Sersi can't bring herself to speak, nor to break eye contact. She stares wordlessly at Lena, until soft lips turn up in a reassuring smile.

"Promise me."

Finally, Sersi nods. "I promise," she whispers.

Satisfied, Lena stands, bringing Sersi with her. They walk together to the edge of Tiamut's palm, still half-submerged in the ocean. Kneeling at its edge, Lena offers Sersi one last soft smile.

"I have loved loving you," she says simply.

Sersi hiccups, fresh tears falling from her lashes. "I love you, Lena. More than I've loved anyone else."

Lena gives their joined hands a squeeze, then reaches down to dip her hand into the churning waves. The reaction is almost immediate-- a tendril of bright, glowing energy coils up Lena's wrist, arm, shoulder, until it spreads across her chest, then courses through the rest of her body. Sersi feels the heat of it through their palms, still clasped together.

Lena shudders, eyes clenching briefly under the wash of power, power a human body was never meant to bear. But then she takes a stuttering breath, and opens her eyes. Light pours out of them, their normal green flooded with the magic and energy of an entire planet.

"Do it now!"

Without giving herself a chance to hesitate, Sersi thrusts her free hand down, planting her palm against Tiamut's.

All at once the life force of an entire planet slams into Sersi. With a cry, she nearly jerks her hand from Lena's, but Lena's fingers tighten even as she cries out in pain. It takes all of Sersi's remaining focus to work her abilities, shaping the energy from raw power to intense purpose.

Slowly, the celestial surface of Tiamut's palm begins to change. It hardens, tightening into tightknit marble, pooling around Sersi's palm. Then, as though the planet senses Sersi's intent, the flow of energy increases a hundredfold, bending to Sersi's will with eager readiness.

Soon, the entire palm beneath them turns to stone. Focusing harder, Sersi expands her power to encompass the whole of Tiamat. It consumes all of her awareness, so that even when Lena's grip slackens and falls away, Sersi only moves her freed hand to aid the other, pressing both palms to the warping Celestial.

Then, it's done. The rumble of thundering earth ceases, and all she can hear is the cascade of seawater rushing from Tiamut's stony crevices. Sersi's body thrums with residual power, still almost too much to contain. With veins and muscles thrumming, Sersi opens her eyes.

Lena lays where she collapsed, blood baked in thick lines trailing from her ears, eyes, and nose. With a ragged gasp, Sersi lurches towards her, gathering Lena in her lap.

Her lover's lips are chapped and pinched, the areas around her eyes blackened from the intensity of the light that had shone from them. When Sersi clutches Lena's pallid hand against her chest, Lena's skin is cold and paper thin.

"Lena, no," Sersi pleads, voice wobbling in her throat. This was always to be the outcome, but seeing Lena-- a woman so full of life and light, who embodied so much of what it meant to be human-- now nothing but an empty shell... it's more than Sersi can bear. "No!"

In her anguish, Sersi almost doesn't notice the twist of magic within her. The earth had given her more than what she needed, and now it seeks an outlet, a route by which to return home. When Sersi leans down to press a kiss to Lena's brow, the magic arcs between them, seeking the vessel that had channeled it in the first place.

The magic spreads throughout Lena's body before Sersi's very eyes, wrapping her lover in a gentle embrace of light and power. As she watches, Lena's cheeks grow rosy once more, and her chest lifts with a deep, sustaining breath. When Lena opens her eyes, her eyes are golden with the shimmering magic that claims its home in her.

"Sersi..." Lena murmurs. Not quite a question, not quite an admonishment.

Sersi coughs a watery laugh. "We did it. You did it."

Lena studies her, eyes wide and watching. "You're... different."

"No, my love," Sersi returns. "You are."

It's the truth. The magic Sersi had thought was returning to the earth now resides comfortably within Lena, making no effort to travel beyond the bounds of her flesh.

After a moment, Lena nods. "I feel it."

There's no fear in her voice, no apprehension. Almost reverence, almost awe, but also... comfortable. As though she had come from a tiring journey, and returned home to a warm, welcoming hearth.

They remain there for a long time, with Sersi's arms wrapped around Lena. As the minutes pass, the glow of magic in Lena's skin fades. Her eyes return to their normal green, with only shining golden flecks to hint at any sort of difference.

When they finally rise, Lena climbs steadily to her feet, showing no indication she had been dead just an hour before. When she helps Sersi up, her grip is firm and sure, even as they begin to pick their way back to shore.

When the others come into view, with their ship a broken backdrop behind them, Lena pauses. When Sersi turns to her, Lena's gaze remains fixed on the starship.

"I can't go with you," Lena says simply. "When you leave."

"Lena," Sersi says gently. She steps in to eclipse Lena's view of the ship, turning her back to her family. She gazes deep into Lena's eyes. "I'm not going anywhere."

Even if she were, Sersi wouldn't ask Lena to join her, well aware that the magical energy that had revived Lena now bound her irrevocably to the planet beneath their feet. But Sersi has no desire to return to the stars.

"My place is here," Sersi vows. "With you."

Lena's brows lift, the corners of her lips quirking upwards in a tenuous smile before it soon spreads into a grin of delight.

"Well, now..." Lena teases, finally sounding more like her usual self. She loops her arms around Sersi's neck. "That's the best news I've heard all week."

Sersi leans in, kissing Lena softly at first, then more passionately as the sense of Lena fills every inch of her. She pretends not to hear the whistles and light-hearted teasing of her family behind her.

[queerliblib]

you guys do such amazing work!! if I may ask, how is it possible to start something like this in my own country?

thank you <3

that’s a complex question - there’s just so many factors! I’d say first it’s important to know if you’ve got a digital lending system available (like overdrive/libby or an equivalent) in your country and if it would play nice with non-profits or independent libraries. you’ve gotta have a team of folks who have the right skills: librarians, non-profits, tech, social media, etc.. I’m sure the technicalities of how non-profits function vary in different places so you’ll need to assess what works for you and how the systems available to you interact with each other.

[deus-ex-mona]

hey guys, remember when [redacted] anime hiyori had to tell lxl to love their fans

[rapidhighway]

Every single scenario I come up with needs extremely specific and unlikely things to happen but luckily I'm writing it so all of it can happen dontu worry

[mayasaura]

ntn spoilers ahead

Question!

I appreciate that you champion Harrow's schizophrenia, and I had a thought that I'd like to run by you. It's intended with full respect for anyone with the disorder, and is also related to the neuro-bio-psych elements.

When Nona, Cam, and Crown are visiting the Captain, Nona hears Varun speak through the Captain. Afterward, she references the incident and realizes that neither Cam nor Crown had heard this happen. I was confused *how* Nona-lecto had that sort of experience, but...

If Nona-lecto is in Harrow's body, is it possible that she's experiencing schizophrenia symptoms? I'm not wanting to imply that it's a full hallucination, though perhaps since Harrow's 'meat' is schizophrenic meat, there are effects. Would mental health/illness be tied to the soul? Personality certainly seems to be, and some forms of memory.

Just rolling this around in my head a bit, and have no thoughts more advanced than this. Thank you for all your theorizing and writings about the books 💀 - heedee

I've been wondering how or if Harrow's schizophrenia effected Nona since the cover first dropped, and literally speaking, the way you're wondering about? I'm still not really sure. Brain stuff is complicated, even before souls are part of the equation, and everything about Nona is already so goddamn weird. I do think Nona is thematically schizophrenic, the same way she's thematically intellectually disabled.

Like the scene you're talking about here:

I think you're absolutely onto something, seeing this as related to psychosis. Reading this scene with that framing in mind, Nona's experience is so clearly about hallucinations. She was just trying to change the subject, and fuck. Turns out no one else heard that! Camilla and Crown's reactions, too.

But to your point about neurobiology, and the relationship between soul and body, it doesn't really tell us much. Nona wasn't hallucinating, because it turned out Judith wasn't just screaming. Varun was speaking to Nona through Judith in the language of a murdered planet, a language that sounds like screaming to human ears. Like Nona's uncanny knack for human languages, that's a product of her soul, not her brain.

We get proof of that later when Nona is pretending to be Harrow, and faking being effected by the blue light. She imitates the way Judith screamed, makes her mouth make the same shapes Judith's did, and her words come out in italics; just like Judith's words that Camilla and Crown heard as screams. She calls for help, in the screaming language she'd heard from Judith, with Judith in the room to hear her, and Varun answers by attacking the planet.

To your question about whether schizophrenia would be connected to the soul or to the body in setting, I don't think there's a dichotomy there. Body and soul aren't separate things, even when they're separated.

Lyctorhood, for example. You'd think muscle memory would be a clear cut case of living in the body. It's muscles. But when Ianthe chowed down on Naberius' soul, she got his reflexes with it. His swordsmanship, his stance, his training. The soul brought the body with it. And when Harrow literally cut Gideon out of her brain, it removed Gideon from her memory even when her soul was elsewhere. She spent half that book in the River, but didn't remember Gideon until her skull construct failed and her brain began to heal. So I would say that, just like memory, it's both. Harrow's schizophrenia is tied to both her soul and body, and there's not really much point in trying to separate the two.

[corpocyborg]

when you right-click on max-friendship fenris, he says "yes, my friend?" 🥺

[jstor]

hii jstor!! first of all, thank you SO much for providing great sources, i couldn't have done any of my uni work without you <3. second: so ... about that merch ... please please let us have it!! (come on, jstor mod, i know you could make it happen) love you!

Glad we could help ☺️

As for merch, please know that all of the requests are being taken to heart! Trust me, I want to see a merch store as much as you all do. Give us some time <3

[moe-broey]

Fuck tjis shit I'm making base Alfonse my greeter again

AWESOEM......

[from-mars-to-venus]

The Timeless Child being not only a continued part of the lore but like. deeply central to 15 as a character is actually really interesting

[justalittlebluetiefling]

Rewatching season 1 of WoT to prep for season 2 and I’m still amazed at how well they set up the story for the whole series in just the first episode.

[benevolenterrancy]

Man, some fanfiction feels like you're writing with a broad brush, splashing paint all over the canvas, not too worried about what gets where as long as it's bright and fun and vibrant and pulls you in

And then there some fanfiction that feels like fucking surgery. Why is my heartrate picking up as I very carefully transfer one paragraph to another part of the page, going so delicately because I'm worried I'll break the thread of my thoughts and the entire web of plot is going to crash down to my feet