#i wonder what that would make me exactly

[cardcaptor-lisia]

i think wrapping your feelings up in a work you've created, whether it be art or writing, is one of the best feelings.

[szfiction]

This parallel makes me insane actually (and there is something incredibly Lawlu about it to me)

[ryllen]

Please don't crucified me if this headcanon is deemed unrealistic in real life. (´；ω；`) More notes / detailed notes:

stayed & travelled with the Figs for awhile -- after being found, before finally dropped of to an institution, as the Figs think their travelling life style is not really suitable to raise a child

quickly picked up civilization as he is an intelligent child (that's why he is a ravenclaw)

exchanged letters with the travelling Figs during his time at the institution / orphanage

was a really helpful child during his time at the institution / orphanage that he is close with the staff

he thinks of befriending people is a way of learning & by helping them he gets to experience a lot of different things

a mellow temperament child in general (just like how it is ingame)

likes exploring (bcs damn! we really going places in that game)

picked the silly 'Alex Xander' name himself, maybe he heard a mother called her child with that name once and he is obsessed with that name ever since.

he always writes Xander as his 'family name' to show that he is complete even without a family

actually a bit older than his classmates, as he went through extra few years to catch up to civilization as a feral child

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#anyhow i really love our barn owl; she's so beautiful but with a face like biscuit

[silverislander]

day 28: mural

they really did look alike in the painting. caitlyn saw the line of vi's jaw in powder's, the way their mouths both set the same when they smile. it was hard to reconcile the girl in the firelight mural with the bright smile with vi as she is now, close to tears, tied to a chair. it's harder still to think of the woman standing in front of her, eyes blazing pink, knowing what she did to caitlyn, and connect her to the blue-haired child on the wall.

jinx doesn't look like she heard her. she looks like she hasn't really heard anyone all night. she sidles over to the table, jittering like she wants to fire again and caitlyn has a split second to decide if she's ready to take a life-

(caitlyn can still feel jinx's nails digging into her temples as she held her head in place, dragging the marker across her face like she wished it was a knife.)

and jinx sets the gun down, raising her hands in surrender.

"no." vi didn't even sound this desperate when caitlyn was breaking her out of prison. "no, no no."

caitlyn was an only child, and an exceptionally lonely one at that. she's never had siblings, doesn't know what that means, really, but something in jinx's eyes sparks, and the quick look she gives to vi before turning her gaze on caitlyn seems so... eager.

that's what makes the connection clear. there's the girl in vi's stories, there's the little tinkerer who was loved more than anything. this is the child who wanted nothing more than to be vi's sister.

something doesn't seem right, though. that little girl is there, and so is the love, but something else is too, something darker, someone willing to do anything if it means not sharing her toys.

that person is all caitlyn knows. that's all she wants to see.

there are five seconds of relief.

one.

caitlyn doesn't lower her own gun, but jinx is just standing there, not making any movement, looking for all the world like a terrified child.

the thought comes unbidden: could caitlyn actually bring herself to kill?

two.

the first time she'd shot a rabbit she'd cried for hours. her mother had rolled her eyes, but comforted her. her father had made rabbit stew for dinner, and caitlyn hadn't eaten a single bite.

three.

the rational part of her is screaming that this is not fair, that this is not how things are done. everyone deserves a fair trial, deserves mercy. the emotional part of her is looking at this shaking girl, looking at vi, pleading to lower the gun,

(her own rifle leaves a big enough exit wound in game. caitlyn knows enough about guns to know that this could tear a person apart.)

have a heart and let her go.

(but it's hard to forget the last few hours and everything jinx did to her.)

four.

caitlyn decides it doesn't matter. she doesn't need this to end in blood. all she needs is for jinx to believe it might.

lost in thought, she has one more millisecond to register that jinx's lip isn't trembling anymore.

she doesn't pick up on it fast enough.

[luck-of-the-drawings]

two wrongs WILL make a right! ive got another lease on life, and im using it well, who cares if this is all fucked up cause we're all GOING TO HELL! IM JUST WILLIAM WHO SHOULD BE DEAD, HAD TO FOLLOW THE THREAD, thought he was just chillin! now he is a villain! HES ALWAYS SUCH A BUMMER, HE WANTS TO TRUST HIS BROTHER WILLIAM IN A HALLWAY BY HIMSEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

[lanternlightss]

some silly siren au doodles for you in these trying times? <:3

oh my god im losing my shit over the first doodle they are so Goopy and silly, there are no thoughts in those eyes !!! lights are off !!! the image of bard scooping them out of water and they’re just “:D okay” about it the entire time is so 😭😭 ... they are simply happy to be here

ALSO POINTS AT THE OTHER TWO. YES !!!!!!!!!!!

venti wrapped around the bard from every direction possible is so real and so true, clingy ven !!!! humans are just so squishy compared to sirens !!! they are fascinating to hold !!!! absolutely love the contrast between the two Like where venti is just this is :] my beloved :] look at him, he is wonderful. bard im so sorry youre being assigned as a human teddy bear plush. and then the venti. the venti . just laying the bard on them. i !!!!! am !!!!!!!!!!

[greasydumbfuck]

also just for the record. no matter how much utterly stupid shit i say or draw about him, frank actually makes me so deeply sad. this old man should be picking up his grandkids but he cant. i think about him too much and im so sad

[skitskatdacat63]

Fernando Alonso × Unconventional Drinking Implements

[ratatatastic]

do you write fic on ao3?

unfortunately for everyone involved i do!

[hellsingmongrel]

So, bit of ramblings on my Post-Trimax Wolfwood headcanons.

Man, one of my favorite tropes in media is a character who's spirit lingers on after they've died, but it's usually something you only see in fanfic, so I cannot get over how FUCKING FERAL I was when I realized that it was legit a thing in Trimax, and that Wolfwood was the one we actually got to see, legitimately talking to the people he'd left behind and confirming that ghosts in the canon weren't just hallucinations or something! Like yeah, we saw Tessla leading the boys to her body, but since her ghost was never mentioned again, it could have easily have been written off as a fluke, right?

NOPE. They are real and they linger after to watch over the people they care about or to send messages to the people who are still alive! And the fact that the character who had just wormed his way into being just as beloved to me as my favorite character (Which NEVER happens, I usually only have enough brain cells for one at a time!) and that we had just had our hearts ripped to shreds watching him die was also the one we got to know had definitely stayed behind to watch over the people he loved just makes me SO HAPPY! I rp that asshole from time to time, and I just love exploring the implications of it!

I play him like he's been there a LONG TIME. When he died, Rem was there, watching over Vash, but when Knives spent the last of his energy, she chose to move on with him, now that she knew Wolfwood would be there to keep watch over Vash, and he took it SERIOUSLY. He's been waiting so long, he's lost his sense of time, he thinks it's only been a couple decades when it's been CENTURIES. And the time has softened his own trauma, he's gone from being surly and angry and defensive to being at peace and finding comfort in the fact that its allowed him to see more of Vash's life than he ever would have been able to live long enough to see when he was alive. And it's given him time to notice just how unwell Vash is, how broken he is, watching over him when he thinks he's alone and lets himself break down.

But it's also made Wolfwood a bit unwell in his own way; as time went on and the people he knew in life began to pass away, too, his interest in paying attention to what the people around them were doing wained, and his dedication to watching over Vash until it was his time to pass on became a strange sort of dependence. He loses his sense of self, in a way, until the most important thing in his existence is being there for Vash, waiting for him, having long-since accepted that when the time comes, it'll be over and he's alright with that.

He's happy, but to the perspective of a living person, it would seem TWISTED in a way. He still thinks he's a damned soul, stealing more time than he's allowed and only damning himself further by doing so, and he just knows that when he gets to walk Vash into whatever comes after for them, they'll be separated again, for the last time, and there won't be any coming back from it that time, because Vash is too good, too kind, too HOLY to ever be damned. But it's fine. Wolfwood knew he was damned long before his death, and time has just given him the chance to make peace with it and simply be happy with the fact that at least he'll be able to be with Vash when he can move on to wherever good people go at the end. And yet when it happens, Vash feels the same way about himself, so certain that he's the one who's damned, and their reunion is wonderful and painful and terrifying for both of them in different ways.

He's even worse with interacting with people, once he's forced to interact with the living. I play Wolfwood in a game where he stumbles into revealing himself after spending centuries never letting himself be seen, and he worries that going "silent" again will upset people. He's spent centuries being a silent shadow, certain that letting Vash know he was there would only cause more suffering for an already unwell mind, so he's forgotten how to interact with tact, blurting out whatever pops into his head because he's only had himself to talk to for all that time. He hurts people without meaning to, begins to suffer from the crisis of worrying that no matter what he does, he's a burden to the people who mourn him, he doesn't belong, his existence is nothing but a constant reminder of what's coming and will only cause the people around him pain. He's both able to be the kind, caring, loving person he might have been if the Eye of Michael had never taken him from the orphanage, and also a HUGE, ANXIOUS WRECK.

And the thing that makes it all worse for him is the fact that when he was dumped into the game I have him in, he was separated from the Vash of his timeline, and now lives in constant fear that he'll never see him again, that he won't be there when he passes on and there won't be anyone to greet him on the other side, alone and never knowing that he was waiting for him. He made a promise to Rem that he'd watch over him for her, that he'd lead him to his final destination where he could be with his family again, and now that he's lost that, what purpose does he have? He's terrified to let go himself, worried he'll pass onto the other side when Vash was right around the corner, but the thought of lingering without finding him again, missing his chance to be there for him when it's his turn, leaves him in an almost constant state of almost-panic.

I also just think it's kind of sweetly poetic, if in the end, he chose to continue the role he'd been forced into; take Vash where he's supposed to be. Only this time, it's his choice, and it won't be to his death. He wants to guide him to where he knows people are waiting for him, where he'll finally be happy and be at peace. He doesn't mind the fact that he's going to Hell, so long as he was able to be the one that leads Vash to the place where he won't have to be in pain ever again.

[seaofreverie]

As per the "do it alone do it scared etc" rule, I went to an art market today... It was pretty awesome, saw some cool paintings especially, and bought a bunch of fun stickers!! Also, you know you're with your people when you see someone with a Lemon Demon pin on their backpack among the visitors

[grahamcore]

friendly reminder that 20 something detective will would look like this

[look-at-the-stars-tonight]

the amount of effort that goes into figuring out what to cook and eat every day is RIDICULOUS. i used to think people were so weird and boring for eating the same thing every single day but it truly does make life so much easier

[simpotat]

I've told the kid like at least twice now to be careful sharing pics with folks online (always recording himself and his friends, sharing screenshots) and he was like "yeah ik!!" and we've been talking for a month now and today he just doxxed himself

[emmodii-mode]

Just finished my first playthrough of BG3. Romanced Lae'zel, but ending up turning into an Illithid because the idea of making Orpheus or Karlach do it didn't sit well with me (or my character).

I told Lae'zel to leave with Orpheus in the end (I heard she wouldn't stay with a ghaik anyway, which she's valid for, but also, it doesn't feel right to ask her to stay when I know how much her people mean to her). And like-

Her face before she flies off---

She looks so heartbroken and sad.

[loveandthings11]

Jeremy Strong for The Hollywood Reporter 3/27/23

Soooo- Kendall CEO? Maybe, maybe not. Or perhaps Logan is the one who gets what he wants but isn’t satisfied. We’re seeing that already.