#hmmmmmm sound familiar?

[proteus-no]

Tumblr users love theoretical war criminals in media until a character actually commits war crimes

[perchingominouslysmwh]

Nooooo youuuuu

ooh sleep! That’s nice :] I want sleep XD

It’s going well! I’m working on fics and some of them are the prank fics series Catnip and I do too :DD

NooooOoOoOoOOOoO you <33

Go sleep sleeps are good for you XDxD ( I'm still considering it XDxD)

Owo prank series?

[halfelven]

it's little hater time @ Tolkien's obsession with sexist monarchy succession

look I'm fucking SORRY but elves are IMMORTAL howwwwwwwwwww is this such a BIG DEAL with them???????

Tolkien, known monarchist: I just think political systems are the same with immortal fae beings and the insanity that is the mortal christian english crown

[willowser]

HMMMMMM interesting to think about arranged marriage with prince shouto...............

i think he wouldn't know. what to expect with you. i think he'd have an idea, as in, what his father, the king, has taught him; the duties of a wife, where your importance ranks in relation to his duties. what he's not meant to discuss with you, like politics and matters at court and foreign relations. how you will speak to him. what to buy in the event that you become...unhappy. a nuisance.

("and she will," enji had muttered, briefly glancing up from the parchment on his desk to fix shouto with a look he didn't understand. "they always do.")

you don't meet until the royal wedding, when you're coming down the long aisle of the grand cathedral, dressed up in a swathe of silk and lace. a thin, gossamer veil hides you from him, but he can feel the ardor in your eyes, the intensity burning through the material. it doesn't seem real until your bare face is only a breath from his own, until he has to see the earnestness in your stare, too.

your kiss is simple and chaste, nothing spectacular, something that leaves his mind as soon as it's over. ever a todoroki, a hundred other things enter his mind, all regarding his now iron-laid obligations: it's vital he meet with advisor keigo to reiterate the plan to establish his authority among the council; general aizawa is in attendance to the wedding, and shouto has not yet received word on his opinion of the new king's ideas to modernize their armed forces; midoriya is somewhere, no doubt wanting to go over state affairs again.

truthfully, shouto doesn't spend long "celebrating". there's already too much that's required of him, hardly enough time to even scarf down a few bites of the banquet laid out before he's being chartered off into discussions on foreign relations and infrastructure development. maybe once or twice does he look back to check on you, chatting pleasantly with his mother and sister at the front of the great hall, and that's satisfying enough.

it's not until much later that he sees you again; freshly bathed and wearing something sheer and long and white, atop his bed.

or his marriage bed, he must remind himself.

enji didn't spend long going over consummation, with him or either of his brothers—natsuo, red-faced and annoyed at the very subject, always storming off, and touya had seemed well-aware of the process, at the time (back before he'd been ex-communicated). it had sounded simple: strip off your dress, get his cock out and into you, and only retreat once he was sure his seed had been spilled.

—so he's not exactly sure what to do or think or how to feel, when you're laid bare and reaching up to hold his face.

it's so startling that he sits back on his knees, to frown where he's looming over you.

you stare at him quietly, like you're expecting him to say something, and he only has a moment to wonder if this is you becoming an unhappy nuisance—what had been the answer, to solve this, anyway?—before you let out a soft laugh.

"c'mere," you tell him, sitting up, too, when he keeps his distance. "i want you to kiss me."

"i already have."

"yes," you laugh again, amusement glowing in your eyes, like the warmth off the fireplace, as you reach for the ties on his trousers. "but you're meant to do it again."

and up until then, he'd felt confident in his achievements, his executions; he'd managed a lot today, in one evening, and he had a lifetime to manage more. it was a good a start as any, he'd thought, but now—

shouto almost can't get the words out when he feels your hands ghosting up the inside of his shirt, nails tickling over his ribs. "a-am i?"

you wrap your arms around his waist in what could be a hug, scooting forward to look up at him with your chin against his chest. "yes," you smile and—it's familiar in a way, how touya would whenever he was teasing. "you're my husband, you're meant to kiss me whenever i want."

that—was not something his father had ever said, he was sure, and it was a too-rare exchange between his own parents. now that he thinks about it—and he does, then, because he's faced with the reality that he doesn't know as much as he should—he's not sure the former king and queen even sleep in the same room, much less the same bed.

much less hug and touch and even smile, the way you do now.

there's no argument he can make against it, aside from finding keigo to find his father to verify the truth to such a statement, and he's only meant to retreat from this bed on one condition.

and if this is what it takes to meet that—then shouto supposes he'll have to do it, for now. he's a brand new king, after all, and it would seem he still has much to learn.

[lizaluvsthis]

A Chamber of Burning Souls - Chapter 1

Fanfic Written and Illustrated by @lizaluvsthis

Idea of creation by @itsajjanea

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Summary: It's Prom and everyone is invited to celebrate at Square Plaza, having no partners left to find. SMG4 and SMG3 both paired together.

With Four having no experience of what Prom is at all, he happens to find himself binded with his ex rival filled with complicated thoughts.

Tags: Friends to Lovers, Sun and Moon, fluff, romance, drama, hurt/comfort, angst, gay fruits are real, LOVE IS IN THE AIR YALL

Relationships:

SMG4/SMG3

Mario & Meggy Spletzer

Meggy & SMG4

Mario & SMG4

Mario & SMG3

Meggy/Tari

Luigi/Bowser

Mario/Spaghetti¿

Bob & Mario

Chapter: 1 - A Night Bring Out

thus the sun has continued to set from the horizon as four is calmly watching the view afar, the cold breeze blew through his hair sitting outside.

"SMG4?" Mario called his bestfriend, seeing him sitting on a chair admiring the view. Mario snuck behind him, distracted "still having those gay thoughts?" He chuckled, making four bounce from his chair with a light scare from the fat italian.

"N-No I'm not!" He brushed off the dirt from his blue colored suit. Man does he love how his formal attire looked, where he can move freely and relaxed.

"You sureee????" "Yes I am." He looked away from Mario with a light pink faded blush surrounding his face. "Have you uhh found a partner?" SMG4 looked at Mario.

"I'm with bob, he said his girlfriend can't attend" "what about the others?" "Hmmmmmm" Mario did his best to remember the pairings from his team.

"Meggy is in pairs with Tari, Saiko is with Kaizo since they're both hosting a side played oncore songs, Boopkins is- he's with his waifu bed, Chris with Swag, Melony is just- sleeping-" figures. Melony is always too tired whenever she's awake, but for some reason- it feels like he won't be getting in partners with anyone else...

"Andd uhhh for Luigi- luigi is-" SMG4 shot a glance of the familiar green colored signature and ran. "Hey! SMG4?" Mario saw Four rush out of there and got back from the room to talk to luigi.

"Hey! Luigi..." "wah? SMG4? What is it?" "Do you want to be partners with me for prom?" Luigi eye-d to another side and furrowed his eyes giving him a smile. "Oh- uh- sorry SMG4 I'm already left partners with someone..."

"Oh come on! I bet I can still be as good as that partner this is bullsh-t!" SMG4 cursed out loud, hearing something approach to him was a giant... lizard-?

"Ahe- ahem!" SMG4 gulped looking upwards to reveal, it was bowser out of all people. He was tossed by a massive force by bowser across the room, with no one to notice.

"Ow..." his back couldn't move after cracking a wall. "SMG4! Are you okay?!" The voice sounded nothing like Mario, a man reached out a hand to help him get up.

"Yes I'm..." He paused, looking up to see the person. SMG3... his former ex rival... a 'friend'... is there to attend the prom as well.

He stared at his face for a moment, and boy how he felt something inside him flutter and beat. "I'm alright..." He finally gave him a reply, getting back up from the floor acting like nothing happened.

"You got yourself tossed in that room dude- you sure you're alright?" SMG4 felt distracted by looking at his 'friend' from top to bottom.

He had his hair up in a bun, (honestly- when did he missed out the part he had long hair?) His looks are still the same but it came out more handsome than the last time he saw him without a hat on, his dark purple silk suit that the light reflects on the shades, he was wearing a different gloves that has the usual roman numeral but with white color text with black gloves filled.

His magenta necktie, his long black pants, shining clean black shoes that exposed from his view. Since WHEN did SMG3 became this more of a neat character to get so- well dressed...?

Or its just four not knowing how fashion works-

"Yeah I'm hurt a little bit but I'll be fine-" he gave him a nervous chuckle, not wanting three to feel worried of him. SMG3 wanted to speak about this but he didn't find the urge to do so. Now that his soft spot might reveal a bit too much.

"You got invited too huh?" SMG3 nodded. "I uhh- couldn't find a decent partner to pair up with... not even when I enjoy less party talks yet I still come here..." He looked at the other of the members who are currently talking with the other people.

"You haven't- found a pair yet?" SMG4 asked again, he wondered why Three even came here despite knowing that he hates occassional events except for evil villain anniversaries or such as getting paid.

But for just this time, he attended anyway. "No I haven't... thats why I'm asking several of the people here- but they all already found one..." SMG3 hugged his stomach, the felt of discomfort attempting on asking for someone to be his partner and didn't work out too well when you're bad at talking in public.

More as of being socially awkward to people that gave out his anxiety... but to SMG4 however, he felt safe to be around with yet he wasnt even sure why.

His ex rival just felt too safe to be with, he didnt have complains for that. It felt nice...

Because he'd never felt needed by any other people from his life...

SMG4 is unsure at this state he's on with, he struggled and hesitated to put out the words of apologizing. He wasn't used to this type of sensitive talk.

"I also haven't found mine yet-" he started to stare at those red crimson eyes... "do you... want to be partners with me instead?" Out of the ordinary, SMG3's face lit up after hearing SMG4 say that.

Did he just hear this right. Is it actually true that Four is asking him out to be his... his... HIS... he turned red second by second.

"I-I uhh... Yeah sure whatever- just try not to mess things up- you baka..." the blue held out his hand for three to grab on, as four smiled still with three on being a tsundere. It never gets old.

Three accepted, embracing his left hand with four colliding in. With now both fingers interlocked, that was purposely done by SMG4.

"Dude- are you TRYING to make things look even more gayer?" SMG3 looked down at both of the hands then back to the man himself.

"Just- incase..." SMG4 pouted, he couldn't come up with a reason. He did this on purpose and he'd been making it a bit more awkward with this between just him and three.

The chattering went low as the host made his way out of the door and welcomed everyone.

"Welcome to the square plaza everyone! We are so excited to gather you all for our occasional prom! Now go out there and get yourself started!"

He offered to everyone by stepping aside from the open door, being a gentleman to let everyone inside.

"Well... here it goes..." SMG4 walked forward as Three followed a few steps near, little did four know is that Three kept glancing at their interlocked hands together thinking the forms of something special...

Something... something that also made SMG4 feel the same but more tensed...

SMG4 couldn't process much of the things that are currently happening to him right now. Why has this have to go very wrong yet right at the same time? Why did he have to come even tho he didn't want to?

He'd started to overthink with all of his actions that he had made. In regret...

(Why did I even came here... I should've stayed at the castle...) He clinched the hand even tighter, holding Three's.

But it had made him thought, for any other reasons it somehow made him feel glad that he was there.

"Good evening everyone! We are all gathered here for a special event- aka prom." The other host guestured their hand with the obvious sign.

"The dance will begin at 7pm, just to say you can go talk to any other people here or have some snacks while everyone enjoys their stay!" The microphone turns off, entering a soothing audio played in the background.

-A Night To Remember by beabadoobee & Laufey-

The man in purple looked at the sparkling chandelier placed right on top of the ceiling the lights that glimmered through the glass.

Swore I'd seen you before

Within the atmosphere flowing through the colors of pink, red, and purple. Mixtures of blue, the colors fading through the room.

Watched you walk through the door

The beam of light, shining across Four's face with an escape of the light. Reflecting through his blue colored eyes that took notice of the red ones.

Somethin' in your eye

Reminded me of somebody I used to know

Damn... SMG4 looked glorious... he hated that...

Three's eyes happen to gaze upon to Four's with the room surrounded by the soft sounds, they both met each others eyes.

You touched my back

I took your hand

Somethin' from your touch felt shockingly familiar

He didn't know what that feeling was, it just felt right for him to do. If this would only be only focused to him, where would his thoughts go?

And I swore I'd seen you before

Oh, I swore I'd seen you before...

They both felt so lost, but being there together with him?

Underneath the sheets

You enchanted me

And whispered sweet nothings in my ear

It felt romantic...

I shivered beneath you

All wrapped up in embers

It was a night... to remem-

"Is it just me or are you both staring goo goo eyes at each other thats super gay-" The fat italian called them both out ruinimg their silence.

"SHUT UP YOU ASS" SMG3 looked at Mario annoyed, he who had ruined their moment. "We're not gay!" SMG4 cried out loud, with the crowd bringing their attention from his scream. He smiled to fill out the apology trying his best not to disrupt them.

SMG4 turned his head back to Mario and eyed Three. "It seemed like it-" he shrugged his shoulder, drinking an orange juice from the cup.

"Look you idiot- I came here to get over with the party. I'm not saying I'm a party pooper in this, I was only trying to..." he gave a pregnant pause after realizing that he had almost revealed his words to him.

"To- uh- not miss out on the occassions and stuff..." his eyes darted towards Mario after he shot up his eyes with Four.

He checked the time...

6:55 pm

Almost seven o-clock before the dance begins, and just being in there with him... it felt like time passes by too quickly by seconds...

"Oh! I think I should go now- Mario wishes you two gay boys goodluck!" He puts a thumbs up to the both of them and headed to Bob's direction.

The two looked at each other in disbelief, had they both been staring too long? Did the song dragged them away into this...?

How can this be?

SMG4 is unsure, he was too scared about this feeling. Little does he know is that Three also scattered with the same thing as well...

End of Chapter 1...

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Previous Chapter - Prologue

Next Chapter - Sway me More [PENDING...]

[kattythingz]

It's been a hot second since I poked my Hamilton au. Might I interest you fine fellas in a crumb of it in honor of edling week? (day 5: triumph) @edling-week

Ed & Ling, 1782, That Would Be Enough first reunion 

When Ling finally—blessedly—returns home after months of leave, it’s to a little girl opening the door for him.

He nearly does a double-take at the sight, and he needs to check the apartment number beside the door before reaffirming that, no, he didn’t get the wrong address.

More accurately, this is perhaps the wrong person.

“Um... This is the residence of Edward Elric-Yao, yes?”

When the child only blinks at him, he tries again, “Edward Elric?”

That is the name Ed’s more commonly recognized by around these parts, despite his and Ling’s three-year anniversary coming up in a few months.

There’s still no recognition in the child’s eyes.

“Daddy says not to answer weird stranger’s questions,” she tells him, a little mercilessly, honestly. Ling’s getting the strangest sense of deja vu.

“Right… Well, could you call your daddy, then, and I can ask him instead?”

Whoever this “daddy” is.

“Hmmmmmm…”

Ling sweat-drops as the girl takes her time considering.

He’s saved by a very familiar voice calling from the hallway, “Nina, who’s at the door?”

Mismatched footsteps approach from what Ling remembers is the direction of the study. Pit-pit-pat—the uneven yet steady pace matches to the pounding of Ling’s heart as he can swear a spontaneous warmth opens up all his airways.

His throat goes dry when Ed finally steps into view.

He’s slightly obscured by the crate he’s carrying, calling his question from behind the cover of messily protruding scrolls and notebooks. He hasn’t craned his neck to directly address the little girl—Nina, apparently—yet.

Nina’s perhaps far more familiar with Ed than Ling suspects, then, as she isn’t fazed by the sight, just as Ling isn’t, and only repeats herself, “A weird stranger, Daddy!”

Ling isn’t sure what Ed shifts the crate to look at, then. Nina’s words—or Ling abruptly choking on his spit.

Possibly the former, as Ed rolls his eyes. “You’re gonna have to be a little more specific than that, Ni—”

He cuts off on a hitched breath when his eyes land at the door.

Their eyes meet across the expanse of the universe.

“Ling?” Ed breathes.

Ling’s heart could explode from his ribcage. His tongue leaps without thinking. 

“Honey, I’m home,” he says weakly.

He must sound so foolish, but that’s never stopped Ed before.

Ed’s eyes widen at the words alone—or perhaps the tone, or the awkward strain of Ling’s smile, all such familiar things to Ed too—holistically softening in a single motion like magic.

The box crashes noisily to the hardwood floor.

“AAAH, Daddy! You made a—!”

“LING!”

It’s a good thing Nina’s moved forward to point a finger at the mess of papers and notes, because Ed barely dodges her before he’s already leaping.

Ling barely catches Ed on steady feet in time himself, chest already quaking with laughter as he cries, “Ed!”

Ed makes a noise between a laugh and shriek when Ling inadvertently spins him in the process to restore balance, kicking his feet as he laughs, “Ling! Ling, put me down!”

“Not a chance,” Ling says with a wide grin, and burrows his face into that warm neck, feeling that brilliant heartbeat under his lips, racing and skipping to match his own.

“Not a chance,” he repeats, softer. “Ed. Ed, sunshine…”

Ed relaxes above him, finally. Ling could leap out of his own baking skin when arms drop around his shoulder and hold him closer.

“That’s what I figured,” Ed rumbles warmly. “Welcome back, idiot.”

[cluelessbees]

YALL??? I JUST REALISED SOMETHING

The whole Mike, El and Will situation is essentially the plot of like Cyrano de Bergerac??

Like it’s a very basic trope.

A likes B but doesn’t think B can like them back.

A knows B and C like each other.

So what does A do? They help C get B by pretending to be C in letters whatever. Because A wants to see B happy.

And B falls for C’s personality and words but not for C- and it’s this whole thing where B realises it was A all along.

A lot of adaptations I remember also have B feeling conflicted because they love both A and C but then realise that it’s always just been A.

Some examples of adaptations of this include like- Sierra Burgess (eh but yknow), the Half of It (which is gay), Let it Shine, etc.

HMMMMMM sounds familiar?

Will likes Mike- but doesn’t think Mike can like him back.

Wills knows Mike and El like each other.

So what does Will do? He literally says El thought of the idea behind the painting- He helps El and Mike because he wants to see them happy.

And (imo) Mike ends up loving whoever meant those words- who he thinks is El, but is actually Will.

And tbh if we add the theory that Mike has always loved Will? You have the whole being conflicted thing but then realising it was always Will.

SO BASICALLY- byler is canon ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[kadlnln]

Pairing: Shuhei Hisagi x F!Reader

Word count: 623💔 this is so short

Notes:

I don't know how to use Tumblr /srs😓

My blog's name is inspired by Kaiser from bllk lol

The original caption/header was messy so I edited it and it's still messy sooo no work

This is a crack fic

"She said you have many women." You said out of the blue, sounds of glasses crashing with each other and drunk people can be heard in the bar, but you're just peacefully talking with a guy Rangiku told you about.

"Huh, she seriously did?" He replied with a surprised tone as he continues to drink.

"You somehow look like a guy who flirts with women many times and telling them that you've fought many hollows and using your Lieutenant rank to get it with them, with the sixty-nine tattoo in your cheek, a collar on your neck, that tattoo in your nose, and that armband in both of your arms hmmmm." You talked so fast that he couldn't catch anything you said but he just went along

"But turns out you try to avoid violence in every time you can and take the responsibility, a complete opposite of what you look like, I can't believe Rangiku just lied to me." You added before sipping on your drink

"Rangiku made me sit next to you, I don't know why, turns out she's setting me up." Hisagi talked back why looking at Rangiku having fun with his frowned expression "I hadn't seen you around many times and I'm not familiar with you either hmmmm, what's your squad?" He asked as he changed his focus to you, trying to find a hint for your squad.

"Squad 10, just like Rangiku, my captain is so serious and I hate it somehow." You answered him in a drowsy tone as your head falls on the table but you tried to fight it back.

"Well, it's only a short time to chat with you but I'm gonna go now." A yawn followed your words as you stood up, but your body decided to play with you and you tripped over your own feet, luckily, Hisagi caught you on time.

His face is going red because of your breath tickling his neck while he is holding your upper arm.

As you realize what's happening, you step back and apologize.

"Please let me walk you home, who knows what will happen if you walk alone tonight" He ignored your sorry and apologies, he insisted on walking you home so you just accepted it.

Some minutes have passed and he already brought you home, so he went back to the bar, Rangiku noticed his disappearance along with yours while the others didn't because they're busy drinking, after all she's the one that set up both of you for each other.

"YOOOOO HISAGI, did something happen between the two of you while away? eheeeee" Rangiku said with a teasing tone along with her face teasing him.

Hisagi remembers the things that happened while he was walking you home, the thought of it alone is enough to make a tint of red to appear in his cheeks.

"Oh uhhh..... nothing AND PLEASE STOP WITH THAT FACE AND TONE!!!" He got annoyed at her tone and face, but the tint of red in his cheeks isn't helping.

The other lieutenants found out (Inaccurate!!!!)

"Oh, Hisagi walked a girl home? : O"

-Izuru Kira

"I guess walking a girl home at night isn't that bad"

-Isane Kotetsu

"Hisagi walked a girl home? that's nice of him"

-Hinamori Momoi

"HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA, HIM WALKING A GIRL HOME???? A GUY LIKE HIM THAT LOOKS LIKE THAT WALKED A GIRL HOME??!?!"

-Renji Abarai (He probably tried to walk Rukia to the Kuchiki manor at least once lol)

"Is that a manly thing to do? hmmmmmm"

-Tetsuzaemon Iba

"Oh, he walked her home? that's great of him"

-Nanao Ise

"Hisa-Hisa walked a girl home? ehhhhhh :D"

-Yachiru Kusajishi (It's her and her nicknames against the world)

"Seriously? he walked one home?"

-Ikkaku Madarame

[hopetune]

After the conquests of the Abyss, Divine Foresight can only hum, spear planted firmly into marbled floors. An elbow props comfortably against the support he'd made for himself, idling patiently. His comrades seemed to be discussing amongst themselves, but his own gaze seemed to find the edge of the arena. Stars plastered and cascading overhead, enveloping this platform in some otherworldly planetarium. None of these stars seemed familiar, painting galaxy and cosmos alike in its endless nature.

Perhaps Lan was out there, somewhere, searching for one of his fateful chosen.

Yet while he contemplates such, a familiar tune becomes more audible. "Hmm, hmm~. Leave it all behind... Get ready now..." Out of tune, only salvaged by the gentle, husky tone his voice carries. "Hmmmm, hm, hm, hm, hm. Hmmmmmm~." More of a fan than he let himself onto be, it seems.

As she finishes her rounds amongst her group, satisfied to have spoken to all of them, she circles back to the center (or what she estimates to be the center, given the formless nature of this space) of the Abyss. There is little she wishes to do here in the way of intention—it was a simple whim that carried feet and wing to this place. But perhaps it was her destiny to do so. For standing in this center, her ears come to sense a familiar, lilting tune, a light music that trails from the sidelines. Curiosity and joy both get the better of her, and she moves as though in Hunt of its source.

"Ah, General!" she exclaims, finding him at the heart of the sound. His humming, however amateur and off-key, brings about a feeling of joy. Hands clasped together, Robin begins to quietly sing along. 

It's quite an unnerving sound, hearing their song echo through the empty Dreamscape, but to Robin, it's a small joy. Even in a place as strange as this, and in forms as simple as a hum, music would persist.

"I'm glad you enjoy my music, despite everything," she tells him as she finishes the song. There's a small laugh about her words, "perhaps, once we wake, we can find the time to sing in a much nicer place."

[miraclemaya]

I remember reading a long PMMM fic that takes place after the show a decade ago, and the only thing I remember about it was that I liked it just fine until the main villain -- a magical girl with future vision powers (an oc, not oriko) -- started getting more and more spotlight and I had to stop because i found her absolutely insufferable.

hmmmmmm honestly this sounds a bit vaguely familiar but also what im thinking about is the fic where homucifer get's bodied by sasa yuuki who is controlling people somehow as if she is competent enough to do anything right

[quietbluejay]

Godblight 2

hmmmmmm

it's baked into your empire the imperium of 40k is in many ways the natural consequence of the Great Crusade it's the same philosophy but pushed to its most grotesque extent

OWO

WH WHAT guilliman no i was not expecting negative character it feels like i was walking along a path and then suddenly i slammed into a wall

no! and then he doubles down on the racism/xenophobia

yeah so clearly the response is to…oppress people more??

oh, it's all right, since it was only going to be temporary note from future bluejay: okay, I think I've misunderstood something going on here, because "it was up to him to set that right" sounds like it's contradicting the "maybe nothing is too bad to do if it's for the survival of humanity", I'm going to need to go back and reread it at some point to parse it out

maybe i should have expected this based on how guilliman was back in the first book, but he's making LITERALLY THE EXACT SAME MISTAKE AS THE EMPEROR the cycle repeats… it's all coming together!! the unwilling divinity…

and it makes sense since he's seeing all the worst of Chaos so he's falling into familiar patterns

so. that's why he needs to commit violence i guess we'll see if this becomes a tragedy or not

also i don't know why people said this was imperium apologia well okay this is the 25% mark (almost exactly! now that's what i call structure), I still have the rest of the book to cover

where are the sisters of silence where are they Haley???

while guilliman is off chasing mortarion, his home planet is under attack and not doing great aw, Calgar has a friend calgar is morose

oh boy he's using nuclear bombs "the transient poisons of radioactivity were a small price to pay to rid themselves of Nurgle's diseases" if you say so bro, I feel like cancer is also Nurgle new POV dude and. lmao.

lmaooo "it's fine when I do it because I need it" hahaha owo??? an actually decent black templar???

these two are great

and we know for a fact he is hahahahaha he's hiding the whole imperium secundus thing, this got mentioned in the first book that was why he specifically closed the library anyways these two are great i would read a book entirely about their adventures

owo so how is Guilliman going to deal with the sermon about his divinity….

OH NO OH THIS IS BAD

getting turned into a god against his will was one thing (bad) but if this is what people have faith in he's just going to turn into a vessel for the emperor just a guilliman shaped mouthpiece

[slimylittlemaggot]

Hmmm

I need a comic with a dreamlike quality, some nightmarish designs, and the ability to shift between goofy and horror in a few panels...

But who could I get that from?

Maybe someone who has done something like this before...

Who is also a artist who is used to my bullshit...

Who would know what the comic would be about without much explaining...

And who always gets it done eventually....

Hmmmmmmmmmm

Hmmmmmm..... I mean, good luck trying to find an artist like that, doesn't sound familiar to me

[moonchildstyles]

do you know the fic that was posted about how yn was feeling off about something for a couple days and harry was trying to give her space until she wanted to talk? He was home making dinner and she just got home from working and they’re hugging and she was like “can we talk for a minute” and she notices that his heartbeat jumps and then he says sure and then later before they jump into a conversation, he interrupts and is like “are you breaking up with me?”

hmmmmmm that doesn't sound familiar to me but maybe someone else knows ??????

[rightpastnowhere]

Also.. also... POV for watercolour specifically That Scene u shared maybe pretty please?

KJGEJRGN okay okay that's fair. hmmmmmm let's see

(i could have been so mean and just written this from scanlan's pov. he's not even in the same space. but i will be nice)

for context, watercolor is my au which features vox machina and the "your soulmate leaves a mark of color wherever they first touch you" trope

no excuses writing meme

While the male twin started off with the redhead in tow, the other twin - Vex, right? Or was she Vax? Gods, at least Oliver and Whitney sounded different enough - looked over to him, then frowned. It was a slight thing, just a little twist, accompanied by a furrowed brow, and he was pretty sure it was in the vein of concern.

Which was fair, really - he hadn't seen his reflection in a while, but he knew he must look wretched - but she hadn't commented it on when they first saw him. Maybe it was because he stepped further in the light?

"Oh, you've got something smudged on your face," she said - murmured, really, and for a second he wondered if she'd even said it with the intention of being heard. "Let me just..."

She reached for his face with one hand - he only had time to clock that she was wearing archery gloves, with her thumb and pinkie finger exposed, before her palm had settled on his jaw and her thumb was sweeping underneath his eye.

(It was warm, warmer than the temperature of her hand would suggest, and felt a little like a patch of sunlight had just hit his skin. It was vaguely familiar, a sensation he knew from some time ago, but he couldn't quite place it.)

If the hand on his face was unexpected, then her sudden gasp and flinch backward certainly caught him off guard.

He understood, though, once her brother had handed him a dagger to see his reflection in, and he saw the vibrant streak of teal that now ran across his cheekbone.

[sergeantsporks]

Waaas the Cherry punching someone for standing on the wrong side ever mentioned in fic/asks? It sounds really familiar

It does seem like quite the change, though he could still punch someone. As a treat. If he wanted to

I'm not biased, no

hmmmmmm idr, I think Jason may have made an offhand comment once or Cherry tensed up, but nothing huge. I just have it written in my notes, and I know at some point early on, Phoenix was planned to accidentally go on Cherry’s blind side and startle him, which Cherry would respond to by freaking out and attacking him, and bc Phoenix was still new and stuck in GG mode, HE freaked out and fought him and it was a huge mess of a panic attack on either side that Jason had to straighten out.

I never found a place to slide that in, though, and then Cherry ended up getting characterized as pretty level headed, so it just faded out. He was originally listed as one of the “traumatized to the point of being in a constant state of panic” grims, but that changed pretty quickly. Cherry being nervous/uneasy about ppl being on his blind side is still canon, and if you startled him badly enough, he’d def. still wig out, but in general his highly strung nature got toned down into a reliable older brother who shoved that WAYYYYY down

He was pretty highly strung and also very depressed when he first arrived, but he’s gotten better over time. Been there the second longest, after all.

[askadvancewars]

Check out  as Sami yells at Eagle in 5 different languages

"While I agree with the sentiment that English Sami sounds angrier here than her Japanese counterpart, the main idea stays the same–Sami isn’t into being sidelined or her abilities being downplayed."

Eagle: Stay safe, and let me have the next one. Sami: Do not worry, I’m a general myself too!

Eagle: You best stay here. It’s safe here … Tami: Hey, I’m also a CO. Do not forget that!

Eagle: Don’t think about the next battle! Move to safety! Sami: Don’t say that! I’m a CO too!

"I’m not sure about this. If anyone is more familiar with Italian or any of these languages, feel free to correct them."

Águila : Stay there, I’ll take care of everything. Sami: You forget that I fight too …

"She sounds really threatening there haha"

"I still say Eagle is kind of sexist, if only in a more benign ‘gotta protect my girl’ kind of way."

"For comparison, the other three of their tag team talks"

"wow. This reads like a follow up to the other line, doesn’t it."

"HMMMMMM"

"HHHHMMMMMMMM"