#i dont condone their actions

[rvrndz]

dancing jimmy based off of joetastic's video

[cervinae-canine]

yeah i think there's a difference between selfshipping with a antihero/ a antagonist/ a morally grey character, ect; and selfshipping with a rapist or a character who attempted imperialism / genocide. and the fact that i and others need to clarify such, is kind of sad.

Proship / Comship / RPF Do Not Interact Please !

[a-straying]

Zandik

[cheerfullycatholic]

I hope someday kids don't have to fear coming out to their Catholic families. I hope someday they're raised being taught the whole truth, that while actions are sinful and the Church cannot condone them, feelings and temptations are not, and that God doesn't love them any less for something they can't control. I hope when they start to feel these things their immediate reaction isn't "oh no, my parents will kill me if they find out" but, "I need to talk about this with my parents". I hope someday it's no longer treated as the worst thing a person could be, or something that needs to be hidden. I hope someday they don't feel unwelcome by their parish, that they know they belong there just as much as anyone else. I hope someday they're taught that a celibate life is not a punishment, but a beautiful way to live a holy life- not just for lgbt people, but for anyone who chooses it, and that it's no longer looked at as a lesser option. I hope someday they can confidently turn to their loved ones for support and guidance, and not have to carry this alone. I hope someday lgbt Catholics are loved in the Church like God loves them.

[luckybyrdrobyn]

Chapter 1 draft 1 (its technically draft 2 but we don't talk about that one)

It was a pleasant night in Miyazaki, the wind was low and the temperature of the air was a pleasant chill. The full moon illuminating the few corners untouched by the streetlights. The only shadow cast came in the silhouette of the stranger who made their way swiftly down the street, long striding steps causing their cloak to billow around and behind them despite the non-existent wind.

There is the vague outline of a bundle, disappearing in and out of folds of black fabric. The stranger holds it close to their chest as if to shield it from view of their surroundings. Not that anyone who might catch a glimpse here would care much more than to gossip the oddity over a lunch break the next day. But the strangers appearance alone is enough to spike that curiosity.

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Further down the street is the hose of Kuroo Tanoshi and Keriena, marked by a goofy Halloween skeleton with a now empty bowl in hand and a sign reading "take one" in spiky characters.

Kuroo Tanoshi was a well built man with neat black hair and warm brown eyes that could see into your soul. He was a kind man who valued the comfort of those around him, often more than his own, much to his wife's chargin.

He worked at a small chemist, preparing prescriptions and identifying worrying customers' maladies. While the pay was not the most ideal, he would often state that he "wouldn't take any jobs over it", finding happiness in aiding those who came to him.

Keriena Kuroo was a confident woman, with a toned body that didn't quite match the heavily pregnant silhouette she currently supported. Her long dark brown hair was cropped short underneath and her eyes were dark enough to be black. Tanoshi would often declare that they held all the stars of the night if their depths.

While currently on maternity leave, Keriena had still been burrying herself into her work, unable to stay out of the loop for even a week, let alone three. She worked as a detective and field agent in the local law enforcement with a 89% success rate in her field.

Keriena is seated at their dinner table as Tanoshi stands in their kitchen, cleaning the plates from the evening's meal. They chat amicably about Tanoshi's day and plans for their unborn son.

The conversation finds its way to forgein politics and Keriena mentions that it's been a year since the end of the mass murders in London. The news had spread quickly around the world at the time. The sudden end to an eleven year war was bound to cause ripples, even in Japan.

No one was certain how the cult leader had died. There were speculations in Keriena's workplace of course; bombs, gas leaks, structural damage enough to crush the leader, even the occasional suggestion it was suicide for one reason or another.

The Potters had been the only ones home that night, the young couple and their son. At the end of the incident, the only member left unaccounted for was 1 year old Harry. Neighbours had heard him crying in an upstairs room after the incident but when responders got up there, there was no baby in sight.

It sparked a huge search at the time. But no reports or reminders had been put out about it since June. One baby, no matter how symbolic, wasn't worth the time and money when you were rebuilding from a war after all. The boy who lived, forgotten, reduced to a title to stir action.

A quiet fell momentarily as the couple sat in contemplation. Tanoshi with his mouth set in a grim line, never one for such sour endings, as he finished in the kitchen and moved back towards the table. He bent to hold his wife for a moment, to thank the spirits that both her and their son were safe, that they had no need to fear such dangers.

A knock echoed from the front door. Three strong raps and then silence.

The couple traded looks, not expecting anyone at this time, moat of the trick-or-treaters having dwindled off an hour ago. Tanoshi, slightly spooked but never one to let others down, stepped away to answer the door anyway. Keriena a short ways behind him, curious and cautious.

There was nothing visible through the peep-hole but Tanoshi proceeded to unlock and open the door eyes automatically scanning the front garden and along the street for figures. It was Keriena's gasp that made him look down. Following her gaze to their doorstep his eyes found a small bundle.

Neatly wrapped in green cloth, clutching a letter in one small chubby hand was a little boy with a lightning-bolt scar on his forehead. He couldn't have been much older than two, tiny face, framed by messy black hair scrunched in some sort of dream as he sat there, no other person in sight.

Picking up the child carefully, neither of the Kuroos noticed the soft crack as the stranger across the street turned on his heel and disappeared, only a corner of his cloak waving behind as he left. Harry Potter was safe for now, their job was done.

[akaikali]

I am a TMA women defender for life nothing can change my mind

[thebigqueer]

and also yk what i just think toxic yuri is fucking hot

[rainbowsquidofficial]

Finally actually watching bsd instead of just osmosising the lore and djgstkdtidtidysk every time pm dazai is shown i get so excited, like, no sir do not abuse the child (aku) but also aaaaa my boi hes so smol and sad i love him sm

[ibrokemyskateboard]

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[micro-meltdown]

I'm sorry you had to draw J*mmy

You come into my house. See my "villain appreciation" post, the amount of rambling of that guy. Ignoring my statement that hes fun to draw, you have the Fucking guts to say that to my face

I drew that motherfucking piece of shit Because I wanted to. I don't comment on other people's hatred of him with "I actually like his character," so don't come at me with that shit >:(

I know this saying is a running gag in this fandom, but I will Not be shamed for liking him. He is Well Written, and a realistic monster, which makes him Genuinely terrifying. And you can pry that appreciation out of my cold, dead hands

Anyway, thanks for your ask 😊

[generalsdiary]

another W npc design from hoyo

hot take better design than lingsha's

[sadistpet]

reminder that raikov is not a good person . like at all . he is not above hitting below the belt ( both figuratively and literally ) or using people's traumatic events or personal issues as ammunition to upset them because he genuinely honestly hates 99.9% of people and sees them as beneath him and the feelings of others are nothing to him . of course i'll always tag this appropriately ( ie "victim blaming tw" ) , and i will always ask before incorporating it into a thread / ask what my writing partner is comfortable with. but yea -- here's ur friendly reminder that raikov is not a good person and will not act like one

[bisexualfagdyke]

If I see any more J*mmy Mouthwashing sympathy, apologism, or fans on my TL... I'll go crazy

[hyperfixatinglove]

Casually musing how to spin Murphy's canon guilt and even apologizing to manifestation of Napier's corpse, because to me it does not make any sense for him to feel guilt how or why he killed the guy responsible.

Murphy calculated it, executed with cold demeanor. When he was in trial for Coleridge's murder he was canonically framed for, he in my mind already took full responsibility of killing Napier, calmly just explaining how and why.

He does not, in my mind feel remorse for anything other than proving people he was dangerous, for commiting a sin - I hc him as Catholic, to not being able to stop Coleridge's death.

[kentucky-cried-fricken-123]

I can't believe they named a honeypot scam 'Honey'

like lmao I want that kind of confidence in my life

[the2eyes]

Ayron Alexander the man you are