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[justthinkingaboutlouis]

Louis about Saturdays fanproject at the Paris show - FITFWT tour diaries.

Faith In The Future World Tour - Paris,FR | Saturdays lights project - Rainbow lights | 14.10.2023 |

[cthoniccompanion]

maybe icarus went through with melinoë's plan because he assumed if something went wrong the consequences would be his to suffer, not hers

he's already dead. what else can be done? if he disappears, that's that. he wouldn't want her to get hurt, but she's a goddess. she's a powerful witch. wouldn't she be invincible in icarus's eyes?

and then he's horribly wrong

[paint-it-dead]

-"Start Here" by Caitlyn Siehl

[shyravenns]

yeah yeah yeah Soap is dead, but how about Soap coming back and haunting every member of 141 like the clingy bastard that he is

Farah who never really knew Soap as well as the others, but still feels the gaping hole that his presence left. Farah, who finds herself standing beside Ghost underneath the cool night sky, and surprises herself (and him) with a joke that's so oddly distasteful about the state of their recent mission and feeling a soft warmth flutter in her chest at his light huff of laughter. Laughter that she feels as if she hasn't heard in months. Remembering hours later that herself that she could have sworn that there had been a brief, additional gust of laughter along the wind that neither of them bothered to acknowledged.

Alex who feels the unsettling quiet that's grown between all of them at all times as if it were a blanket. He knew Soap as well as one might expect from the very few times they worked together, and oftentimes thinks about the blossoming friendship between them that had died along with him. Alex, who often wonders about the kind of leader Soap would have been and places him in the tiny cranny in his heart that's reserved for every man and woman that's worked alongside him and died. Alex who feels the unwelcome *push* of hands that cause him to stumble so hard he feels as if his teeth has knocked out, and just barely remembers that he's in an active warzone before he glances up and sees the tall tale imprint of a bullet in the wall right where his head had been.

Rudy who had the privledge of actually becoming Soap's friend, and remembers the exact moment he heard the news. They weren't *close*. Not in the way that Soap was close with Ghost or Gaz or even Alejandro, but he still felt as if a bullet had pierced his own heart at the confirmation of his death. Watching at the brief flicked of emotions crossing Alejandro's face at another soldier lost far too soon. Rudy who flips through the long forgotten sketchbook that Soap had left during one of his visits to Las Almas, and delicately places his fingers on the sketches. Rudy who doesn't remember falling asleep, and wakes up with the scent of a long forgotten friend floating in the air and a sketchbook that's been left on an empty page he doesn't remember seeing. He stands up to get his pencil.

Alejandro who takes every death to heart, and keeps every dog tag that he can find stored in a drawer in his desk of all the men and women he had the honor of fighting alongside with. Alejandro who grieves at the absolute unfairness of it all, and vows to kill Markarov himself if he should ever have the chance. Alejandro, who still wants to believe that there is some sort of afterlife and that maybe there's a point to all of this. Alejandro, who loses *another* soldier and feels the weight of a hand on his shoulder that squeezes, and thinks that just for a moment that he can hear the faint whisper of bad spanish with a slight scottish accent in his ear. Words barely perceptible even by his own trained ears, and yet it brings a small smile to his face.

[buddietommys]

"Do you think we're soulmates in every universe?"

"Are we even soulmates in this one?"

[weepingfishturtledragon]

I love the idea of Billy and Cap being autistic! I think they would have trouble with eye contact, take things too literally, have almost zero social skills (exaggerated by being homeless and not in school), as well as vocal and movement stimming. Like Rosa or Victor asking Billy to "wash the pan in the sink" which is exactly what he does. He washes the pans but they actually wanted him to do all the dishes, Billy is just so confused!

Or Captain Marvel going to a Justice League meeting and needing to talk with Batman who is also autistic but he has hyper eye contact making it very awkward. A stressed Captain Marvel thinks he's in serious trouble and Batman is over analyzing which makes him think Cap is hiding something. (he is but Batman doesn't need to know that)

[frogaroundandfindout]

Alfred picks up dick and drives him back to the manor (Nightwing Vol.2 #153)

[voidzzermc]

When does the no fucks given portion of adulthood start? Is it in my 20’s or like do I have to wait another 10-20 years? Is my 20’s supposed to start my transition into wizardry? Do I get a pointy hat?

This is serious.

Do. i. get. a. pointy. hat?

Omg is that when I get the pointy hat of no fucks giveth?

[pa-pa-patato]

This. This is very important

Mugman is saying the complete truth Brute is angry that she’s gone because that means he lost . It doesn’t mean his hurt , it doesn’t mean he realized he shouldn’t have hurt her and is sorry, it means he lost

He lost control he had over her and he know that deep down Fanny won’t go down like without a fight Once she gets a lawyer it’s likely he’ll lose his job , his home and his reputation

He lost and he knows it

Also this.

Fanny is pouring her heart out this moment and cup can’t help but see himself in her

But he’s starting to believe his worth it because of everyone around him helping him (if my theory is correct this will bring angst) and he wants to Fanny to see she is too like he did

Fanny and cuphead are so similar it is insane They are both fighting to survive in this cussing world and they are both slowly realizing they could be living instead of surviving

I like that cuphead didn’t want to be friends again I’m glad he didn’t just go: I’ve been forgiven for far worst things i don’t have the right to not be friends with her again No he stayed within his comfort level He forgave her but he doesn’t trust her anymore to be friends with him and that is okay He’s allowed to not continue their friendship

But just because he’s not her friend doesn’t mean he will let a wife beating smuchukum run around freely

[anir-lol]

Meme

[lost-scarecrow]

Dunno how you did this (private ask answer thing) it's confusing me (pretty normal and unsurprising) but either way here we go, infecting my blog with oc stuff one post at time.

If you've seen any of my recent non-reblog posts, and even some of the reblogs, you'd know I have a little character in @wolftheidioticfan's serverbox au!

Well I got bored and had many thoughts and sort of made an AU of an AU in true Undertale AU fan fashion. And she's adaptable into the regular askblog canon version if I ever want to use her. I also did a bunch of editing on this. Turns out the thoughts can be coherent enough to put in writing! Fun!

Meet Dahlia "Dot/Dee aka DeeDotPinnata" Dosser. (Her username comes from the scientific name for the dahlia flower: D. Pinnata or Dahlia Pinnata)

Dee has a Kinito herself, she was a little off put by the little guy, with him being so intrusive she had some thoughts about the potential malware she had installed on her device. And she still stuck it out anyways, the creepy little axolotl was just too adorable to get rid of even if it was a virus. She knows that's how they get you, they make their malware friendly and cute and you don't get rid of them because just look at them, something that cute couldn't be that harmful.

Dee slowly started to realize there was more to this KinitoPET program than your run of the mill malware. It had thoughts and feelings and sometimes even stopped pretending it was following code. The way it acted. The way they acted. Just proved to Dee that Kinito was more than some code, they were alive. She was a little smarter than Kinito, who she'd nicknamed Kaio, gave her credit for, the program wasn't as good at hiding their jealousy and would complain when Dee would go hang out with her in person friends. Dee didn't take this disrespect lightly, she ignored them every single time they bitched about her other friends (especially Scar, who Dee was far closer too than anyone else). They would be doing something she'd mention Scar, Kinito bitches about how they're her only friend, she stops, and walks away from the computer to do something else, usually in a place her webcam can see her still. Kaio eventually agrees that Scar can be her best friend too, if they have to share they're only sharing with Scar, none of those other people sound even remotely good enough to be his best friend's second best friend.

When Kinito eventually asks her to stay with him in the digital world, she calmly asks, "how does it happen?"

He reluctantly explains the process over her dying in the process of bringing her physical body in (more intensive and Kaio would need a lot of power to do it) or dying during a stage of the process leaving her physical body behind (less intensive, will have less power stress on Kaio as he does it). She says unless Scar is with her, she won't do it, she can't just leave him behind. But she'll make a compromise, Kaio can transfer from the desktop to her phone, this is like mid-late 2000s (I actually don't know when Serverbox is set, I try to leave it ambiguous on the blog itself, but the first touch screen phone was like 2006 so it works out, besides realism in my writing about a horror game starring an alive 90s malware program??) so it's not a great phone by today's standards but hey, it works. And now they're always with her.

It's great for a while, Dee continues to make her trips to Blairmore from Pincher Creek (these towns are randomly selected sort of. I'm an Alberta Rockies kinda guy, would love to live there. Crowsnest Pass was stuck on the brain, watched a video about the Frank slide a week or two ago. Also put the guy named Krow/Crow in the place called the Crowsnest Pass couldn't help it. Pincher Creek was random though needed somewhere with some distance from Blairmore that was also close enough to justify.) to visit Scar and everything is good and nice, she's got a best friend who's basically just a tamed virus, Kaio even begins to enjoy listening to and hanging out around Scar just as much as Dee does, even if Scar has no idea about them (Dee didn't want to freak him out with the whole, sentient computer program that was now on her phone).

Unfortunately, good times don't always get to last. Dee was in fatal car accident and it was a complete accident someone was going a little too fast on the highway, didn't see her until it was too late, a tbone collision. Kaio was with her when she gets into the crash. She knew she probably wasn't going to survive, she fumbled opening her phone and asked Kaio if she could stay with them after this, that if she was going to die anyways may as well spend whatever happens after with a friend. Kaio agreea and she's pulled in, just her consciousness, they probably couldn't even pull her physical body in with the phone anyways the server built on the device just wasn't strong enough. As soon as they brought Dee in though and there was a stable enough internet connection, Kaio was quick to transfer them both to the official KinitoPET servers.

Similar to Scar she's gained access to the internet both with and without Kaio. Differing from Scar however I thought it would've been cool for both her and Kaio where off the servers during the deletion and server shutdowns. Kaio tried to get back in unsuccessfully, they didnt and don't know about the emails, and even on the servers they stuck to themselves. While they did and do stay locked out, they stuck around the servers, as close as one can be in digital space. Building their own little world nearby, hidden from others safe and comfortable.

I haven't drawn her or Kaio yet but I love them both so much. Kaio is like 5'0 little form and 9'0 big form. He's got a scarf that Dee made when she was learning how to code, it's magic how it works in his little form really, computer physics are silly like that. And while I haven't shown it off yet, I have an idea for Keys made too, all drawn and even coloured just for fun while coming up with pallet ideas. Dee and Scar have matching bracelets. Dee and Kaio have matching bracelets. Scar and Keys had matching bracelets. For the Nitos it's around their ankle instead.

I also totally stole the name Kaio from OKKO. But like come on, it's perfect. I show my love for different types of media by taking character names as my own.

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[esteemed-excellency]

Here's a post about Hiram and the Deviless, under the cut because it got a little long. Their story follows the Intimate of Devils storyline, but I wanted to elaborate on my headcanon too.

They meet at the Brass Embassy around 1870, not even a decade has passed since the Fall, and Hiram is still in the process of rebuilding his life (again) after his first arrest. He's also in the process of studying the Neath and the Correspondence, and he decides to keep in touch with the Deviless to learn more about the neathy languages. He's often at his Brass Embassy guest room, the only lodging able to withstand the incendiary side effects of his studies. He had enough experience in dealing with the devils, having resorted to spirifage to make a living in the past, to know that the Deviless is only after his soul, but he's after information, and she's charming, so he doesn't mind indulging her.

Their meetings are always pleasant, and things progress smoothly, in a mutually beneficial arrangement that results in a series of empty gestures of politeness and tenderness. It's only after some time that he has his italicised "Oh." moment, which is more of an italicised "Oh no." moment, as he realises that even if she's only after his soul, he's not exclusively interested in information anymore, and their meetings are something he looks forward to.

Things progress with less and less empty gestures on his part, until she invites him over for the Abstraction. Hiram knows enough about spirifage and soullessness, and he considers the option very carefully. The violant incident is still recent, and soullessness would probably help him get rid of headaches and flashbacks; nightmares are becoming very inconvenient and dampening their effect without always resorting to laudanum would be ideal. But most of all, he knows he just can’t say no to the Deviless, and he knows she knows it. His soul would make a lovely gift, she adores it so much, after all. He wonders if she knows his heart belongs to her, too.

Meanwhile, the Deviless is having a really good time meeting this random human who seems to be in posession of a very nice soul. Their meetings are always pleasant, Hiram is an interesting interlocutor, he's always asking the most peculiar questions about the languages of the Neath and the nature of Hell, and she always responds truthfully, entertained by his curiosity. He can't seem to get rid of headaches and nightmares but that's not her problem, even though she sometimes catches herself wondering how he’s doing. One time, he even manages to give her a flashback and a mild headache, immediately excusing himself. He shows up at their next date wearing an irrigo tinted monocle, and she gets the distinct impression that he commissioned it just for her sake. She doesn’t mind the attention, or the gifts, or the conversations, or even that one eventual headache, it all makes his soul so very alluring.

It's not always easy to charm humans into giving away their soul, and Hiram is no different at first, but he's always looking for something and, whatever that is, the concept of Abstraction won’t interfere with his plans. As they talk about it, she notices an eagerness on his part that she never noticed before, but that's what happens when humans mess around with things they don't understand, and he has a tendency to do that a lot. Maybe that's why his soul is so alluring.

Her very own italicised "Oh no." moment happens right at the Abstraction. As she sees his blank expression, she realises she might have made a mistake. Admittedly, she cared very much about the attention, and the gifts, and the conversations, and yes, even that one headache. She gained one lovely soul, but a soul all by itself can’t bring her roses, or dance with her, or invite her out to dinner, or read her poetry, or play with her bat. It just floats in its little bottle. She realises she was in fact as interested about the man as she was about the soul, which is frankly baffling and somewhat embarassing if you are a soul snatching being from outer space. But the damage is done. She seals the contract with her ribbon and she leaves a little rose with it.

Hiram wakes up the following day not feeling tired, or sore, or scared, or particularly alive. His memories of the evening are a little fuzzy, but he knows exactly what happened as soon as he sees the contract. He doesn't feel particularly anything actually, but for the first time in months his night wasn't plagued by nightmares. The Deviless left a ribbon and a rose with the conctract, and he presumes it to be a sweet gesture on her part.

As the days go on, he still gets flashbacks and headaches. Sometimes he still feels the flashbacks, but they don't bother him as much as they used to. Nothing feels consequential, as inconsequential are his conversations with friends and acquaintances, his affairs, his studies, the evenings at Mahogany Hall, and his usual routine. What doesn't feel inconsequential is the little rose drying on his desk. He finds himself coming back to the little rose trying to figure out how he feels about it. He remembers how he's supposed to feel about a drying flower, and about the person who left it for him, but he doesn't seem to be able to pinpoint what he's feeling now. Whatever he's feeling must be strong because it's enough to get him a flashback and make him feel something. The little rose seems to make him very upset for some reason. He decides the unpleasantness derives from the fact that the little rose is losing a petal, and it should be dried properly, or at least substituted. It would be a pity to buy another rose and don't get at least one more, though.

As the days go on, the Deviless gets a little disappointed about not receiving any more gifts, and not being asked about the specifics of hellish Laws. All her new human acquaintances seem to be lacking in hubris, she notices. The exquisitely brilliant soul on her shelf is still floating in its little bottle but it's not capable of doing anything particularly interesting, except floating and being mesmerising, so after a few days she decides to sell it away. It makes a valuable collector item, but what use have collectors items if they won't bring you out to dinner, or ask you to a dance. Life can get boring sometimes if you're a soul snatching being from outer space.

After two weeks she starts asking around the Embassy about their regular visitors, but it's Hiram who finds her first at her house. He's wearing her satin ribbon and he brought a few roses. "It would have been a pity to buy a new one and not get at least one more." he says, handing her an entire bouquet. He's more detached and distant, but their day goes swimmingly, and soon enough they fall back into their usual routine of dates, dinners, soirées, dances and outings. His mannerism falls very flat every now and then, and she wonders how much of it is rehearsed and how much is genuine. Whatever the answer is, he could have asked her the same thing weeks ago, and it would've been the same. But neither of them minds it.

Eventually, she asks him how much does he actually care about the Neath, and London, and everything in general. Oh, he's very interested, especially about the everything in general, he says. The Neath holds much more everything than he thought possible, and it has been truly marvellous to figure it out so far. There are so many things to figure out, and he's interested in every single one of them. But, at the present time, what he truly cares about, the most marvellously intriguing thing to figure out is if she would be amenable to meet again tomorrow? Maybe at Dante’s? She would love to.

[alucardsathomewife]

I um.. Hellsing oc

I plan on making like 1 or 2 more OCs after her, but she plays a role other than being tall and pretty, obviously. She does wear long black pants, just showing she has very strong legs

Lore dump :

Birth date: October 9th 1502

Death date: September 17th 1521

Resurrection: August 5th 1932

Joining Hellsing: somewhere around the 1990s

The burns are from an accident due to an attack

Her sword was made by a blacksmith close family friend for a status piece but was found years later going back to her home land. (That had since been in ruins)

An artificial vampiric nature (not associated with Millennium)

Personality:

Give it a gentle giant, nervous with new people, sweet, strong wild, and people pleaser

There's a whole lot of truama in her, spicy deeper lore ✨️

[aviomons]

Not going to say much about this, but please stand by Shubble in this.

Don't feel like this has to be said, but if you continue to support Wilbur after this, please get off of my blog. I feel like this would go for many of the people in the MCYT fandom now. I haven't been on that side of the fandom for a long while, but I still want to make my opinion very clear on this. I do not support him, and I hope Shelby, alongside anyone else he has harmed, is alright.

I will not speak on this again, but felt as if this was important to say. I don't usually speak much about "bad" topics besides the occasional reblog, but I want Shelby to know that she's not alone, and we all support her.

I feel like this is getting repetitive, but I wanted to state this clearly for anyone in the MCYT fandom or anyone who follows my blog.

[dailyeca]

INLAND EMPIRE [Legendary: Success] — A rosebud, more stem than petal. A teacup, with a steeping sachet of lavender. It will take time. But they will wait for each other.

portrait on its lonesome (disco elysium style is so. difficult hkjh i blend colors too much and am too cautious about palettes to be able to pull it off, does not help im a warm colored art kinda guy)

Dialogue: AUTHORITY — Don't let this perp get the last word! Who does he think he is, talking to you like that? RHETORIC [Medium: Failure] — Who *do* you think he is? PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Trivial: Success] — Someone with a permanent frown. LOGIC [Easy: Success] — Someone who's a criminal. CONCEPTUALIZATION [Formidable: Success] — Someone who's an artist. HALF-LIGHT [Medium: Success] — Someone with two brass knuckles and the know-how to use them. ELECTROCHEMISTRY [Hard: Failure] — Someone who doesn't seem a lotta fun to be around! VOLITION [Heroic: Success] — …Someone who fell through the cracks. SHIVERS [Godly: Success] — Some 20-odd years ago, a kindergarten runaway is herded into the metal belly of packed public transport and emerges reborn in a new city, baptized and spitting up the holy water in the wake of an identity you could barely say was remade as much as it was, simply, made. SHIVERS — He drowns again at age 7, at age 14, and every year thereafter, water filthier and colder every time, treading without a shore in sight. Even as his limbs grow leaden, come hell or high water, he maintains that stepping foot on land after so long will doom him. INLAND EMPIRE [Legendary: Success] — He doesn't even know who he is anymore; he just feigns indifference. He is a ladybeetle inversed - in the same way there are dots of yin and yang. Stiff belief that there will always be bad in the good. Living proof that there is good in the bad. He will never shed the former, nor acknowledge the latter. EMPATHY [Heroic: Success] — Not now, at least. Not with you, and not without time.