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blackwaxidol · 2 years
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"Ru'thûn is a natural vector of Light-eating tetanus" is my favourite undiscussed lore of her.
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hyacinthsdiamonds · 2 months
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I'm sorry but the irony of Nico calling Max unprofessional is sending me so bad like sir there's an entire garage full of people, who were literally in the trenches trying to survive the Brocedes fallout while just doing their jobs, who might have a few things to say about your (& Lewis') level of professionalism at that time 😭✋️
#f1#formula 1#formula one#max verstappen#nico rosberg#lewis hamilton#brocedes#like niki lauda had to try multiple times to literally parent trap them to try and get them on speaking terms it never worked#because one would arrive they'd see the other and the other would leave#& if i remember correctly the garage crew would swap around from race to race as a like see we aren't favouring anybody gesture 😭#and thats no shade to nico because it was both of them contributing to that environment#his comment re max is just making me laugh#like if i was a part of the pr/media team - which is a part of the degree I'm working on irl - at merc that year i would've lost the plot#like its insane reflecting on it nearly a decade later but the poor souls just trying to do their job in the eye of that storm#truly gods strongest soldiers#ngl the professional comment irks me a bit because its not like max is engaging in inappropriate work place behaviour#he's engaging in another aspect of racing that his involvement raises awareness of & that makes racing more accessible#& we all know how inaccessible not only getting into racing is but also to continue to pursue the further along you go#theres so many stories of 1 sibling giving up racing so the other can keep going because the family can't afford for them both to race#its a huge financial strain & we only see a handful of drivers talk about that & try to do something to change it#and nicos fellow sky sports commentators are routinely unprofessional on so many levels#additionally max had a lot of valid reasons to be annoyed at his team today#but alas he's not english so he's ungrateful#i hate that drivers can't criticise their teams or car without immediately being branded as bratty & ungrateful#ESPECIALLY WHEN THEIR JOB IS TO GIVE FEEDBACK#you can see the double standards from sky when say Lando or George have complaints with their team/car v the likes of Max and Yuki#especially Yuki my god the things i would do to get the British media to leave him alone#this was a jokey post at one point and then became a rant whoops lmao#I'll leave it that before i write an actual essay here 😭✋️
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yellowfingcr · 2 months
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Encrypted in dread cipher, paradox-multiplied, but it is me, yes, still me, your goldfinch friend.
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get-back-homeward · 6 months
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Life With The Lennons, Exclusive by Ray Coleman, April 1965 [x]
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pardonmydelays · 2 months
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AHHHHHHH GREEN FOLKMORE DRESS
hsehuehdheuduhebe GREEN FOLKMORE DRESS INDEED, I LITERALLY DIED CAUSE YOU GUYS WERE MANIFESTING AND IT WORKED!!!
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daddyplasmius · 1 year
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hand on my stupid heart flashbacks
this is a No One Knows AU & Full Hazmat AU where Danny ended up in the Ghost Zone & didn't go back into the human world initially because he thought he was dead. by the time he realized he is, in fact, at least half alive, he'd already been missing for at least 2 weeks. will probs never finish homsh sorry. i wrote this a couple years ago in a haze & just haven't been able to finish it because i can't replicate the style, which i find is what i love about this fic the most. it wouldn't be the same without it. posting the flashback introsーwhich are meant to be read between chapters/the actual plot, starting after chapter 1ーcuz fuck it. excuse typos & shit, i never properly edited it, as i forgot it existed immediately after i wrote it original description of homsh: Danny Fenton has officially been missing for over a year. Maddie & Jack Fenton refuse to give up on their son. Sick and tired of the police running them in circles, and the case getting colder by the day, the Fentons turn to their last resortーPhantom. 800~ words (full unfinished fic is 20k~)
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When Danny woke up surrounded by thick, green fog, and couldn’t breathe without swallowing heavy air that was more like water than anything, he was sure he was dead. The portal glowed behind him, illuminating the pitch darkness around him in soft, yellow, warm light.
He almost went back.
Almost.
He was dead. His parents were ghost hunters. They had drilled into his head from the moment he was born that he could never, ever panic in death. That he would accept it. That he would not be scared. So he would be prepared to be brave in the face of death and would not become a ghost.
He panicked. He did not accept it. He was terrified. And so he woke up in the Ghost Zone.
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Danny went back through the portal when he saw some ectopuses acting… strange. Like they had an idea in their heads. Like they had a plan.
Which was weird, with animal ghosts. He had only been in the Ghost Zoneーmom and dad called it that, he rememberedーfor a couple weeks. Or, he had already been there for two weeks. Or maybe time worked differently and he was there five minutes, or four years orー
The ectopuses went through the portal and, despite everything, Danny went after them.
While he was busy reeling at being home, the ectopuses immediately attacked dad. Danny was horrified. Jack was overwhelmed. Danny stepped in, in a moment fueled by sheer adrenaline and stupidity, snatching a Fenton Thermos™ off a shelf and releasing his shaky invisibility. The ectopuses didn’t stand a chance. And when they were safely in the Thermos, he slowly turned around to dad, ready for the confrontation. Ready for the “what happened to you?” and the “where have you been?” and the “we’ve missed you”.
Dad scrambled to shoot at him.
Danny fled.
His parents didn’t recognize him.
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The Lunch Lady attacked when Danny was mourning Halloween.
He’d waited all year. He made a costume that summer. He wouldn’t get to go trick or treating with Sam and Tucker this year. Or any year. For the rest of his lifeーor existence. Whatever.
The Lunch Lady appeared in the school and demanded in straight fury, “Who changed the menu?”
Everyone pointed at Sam.
Danny hadn’t known just how powerful ghosts could be. His parents never told him the specifics. Just that they were dangerous.
This ghost grew and her aura hit him like a hurricane, almost physically pushing him back. It was so strong that the students in the Casper High cafeteria seemed to feel it too.
The Lunch Lady was a much harder opponent than the ectopuses. She levitated meat. She used it as a weapon, and seemed to bring it back to life. She created weird meat creatures that grew sharp teeth and claws out of bones. They were mindless, attacking everything that got too close to the ghost. Danny would have run away without hesitation, if Sam hadn’t been in the crossfire.
Danny fought the Lunch Lady. It was a long struggle, but he caught her in the thermos after over an hour. When he turned to Sam and Tuckerーboth of whom he had to save due to Tucker trying to jump into the fightーall three of them bloody and bruised, he cringed. But a part of him hoped. Desperately.
Surely they would know him on sight.
“Wh-what are you?” Sam gasped at him finally.
Danny flinched as if she had struck him. “J-just… your friendly neighbourhood phantom.”
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Danny didn’t know what possessed him. Oh. Pun not intended.
He just barely caught the Fentons leaving in the GAV, dragging suitcases behind them. He couldn’t help himself. What on Earth were they doing?
They were going to Vlad Master’s mansion for their college reunion.
It was a whole thing. But something was off. Besides all the adults reminiscing about the 80’s.
Danny sensed ghosts immediately but he couldn’t see anything. Unfortunately for him, Vlad could also sense him. It was two days of Danny staying invisible, and Vladーthe halfa? Is that what Danny is?ーtrying to kill Jack. Somehow, Danny managed to fight off Vlad, not turn back, and without the Fentons getting hurt. His secret intact.
VladーPlasmius, also learned about Phantom. And Vlad hated him. The manーghostーwhatever, seemed to only care about one thingーpossession. Of money. Of things. Of people. He was more ghost than Danny had ever seen. Vlad’s obsession was overwhelming.
Danny couldn’t believe someone so much like himself could be so disturbing.
#danny phantom#danny phantom au#danny phantom fanfiction#you know that gif of the wailing emoji dissolving? :Why:?#yeah that's what i do every time i remember i never finished HOMSH while i still had the style in my brain#feel free to steal this idea. please steal this idea. please write it i wanna see this idea so bad but im already writing another 100k+ fic#if y'all want me to post the full fic i can but. it is not finished & most likely never will be. sorry again#i won't lie. the haze i was in was a depressed one. i was. not in a good place At All when i wrote HOMSH#like the only part i remember actually writing was the panic attack scene & that's just barely#i reread the whole fic in the middle of the night months later while listening to Implode Alright by Built by Snow on repeat#yeah i cried. this one is funny but mostly it's just. mourning. grief. the works. it's a vent fic & also a. kind of. wishful fic#like. don't you just wish death wasn't so permanent. don't you wish you could tell them everything you wish you could#don't you wish you could just see them again#i'm actually writing this into a bigger ventier series currently called Let Grief Do Its Work#cuz i rewatched LUCIDS again recently & remembered what HOMSH was originally about. why i was writing it#i'm not calling it HOMSH cuz. HOMSHie is my baby. it's its own thing & i don't wanna ruin the vibes#reluctantly admitting i call an unfinished fanfic i don't remember writing... HOMSHie baby... in my head#yeah i have a cute nickname for my fic. what of it#it's 5am & i think i'll throw up if i think any more about posting unfinished unedited pieces of a fic so i'm going for it. cowabunga#go into the world. get your 2 notes you beautiful animal#*passes out*
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kazamajun · 5 months
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misc kazjun hcs of mine relevant to my writing (i.e. these are personal takes regarding the dynamic and history I write them with)
their first meeting during T2 was when jun confronted kazuya after one of his tournament matches. her intent was to arrest him, but he made the offer that if she defeated him, he would shut down the animal experiments and smuggling immediately.
she accepted, seeing the benefit of a potential quick resolution rather than a drawn out legal process. then, she knocked him on his ass in an unofficial fight (i.e. not a tournament bout). kaz kept his word.
jun stuck around to oversee the process, plus of course her more personal interest in trying to 'free' him of his devil, and they grew close during this time as he'd earned her trust and she having gained his respect. they spar frequently, often trading victories back and forth or resulting in a tie. at some point during the tournament jun dropped out voluntarily due to a combination of having achieved her goal, disinterest in the prize and title, and to have more time to dedicate to the decommissioning of the experimentation facilities.
kazuya consented to the suppression of his devil despite the power it granted him due to his desire for autonomy and self-mastery, not being in full control of himself bothered him deeply. he thought he could defeat heihachi without it (and was wrong; a mistake he rectifies post-resurrection at gcorp via scientific study and later in T4 fully subjugating and assimilating his devil.)
they did not break up nor did the relationship end. the two of them actually had plans for the future, once kazuya dealt with his father. of course, this closure never happens, but the important part is jun only goes back to yakushima when she sensed his death.
yeah that's right, she felt him die. :^)
they were and still are deeply in love. neither have ever said the L word to the other but it has been clearly demonstrated via other affirmations and gestures, and is mutually understood. they are also the type of couple to be old fashionedly reserved in public, but tender in private.
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the-halfling-prince · 15 days
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The B plot of the bmw season 3 episode Stormy Weather (you know, where Mr Turner, and Shawn's gf's mom decide to date) is like funny as a concept but also every time Shawn and Dana do that "oh no if they date we'll be step siblings!" thing it makes me lose my goddamn mind. Y'all know me, y'all know I'm obsessed with the Jonathan Being Shawn's Dad™ thing, and that episode really went "uhhh duh obviously Shawn sees Jonathan as his dad" like why did they do that to meeeeeeeeeeeee
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welcometoteyvat · 7 months
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Liyue has many stories about spirits and adepti, from bloodthirsty ancient evils, to benevolent yet reclusive auspicious beasts, to mostly harmless spirits of the land and water. Of the first, most have been subdued long before ­modern times, quelled by Yanwang Dijun and the adepti. When occasional surges of energy or ley li­ne activity reawaken their remnants, they are either dealt with by the seniors of Chongyun’s clan, who typically take the more dangerous commissions they receive, or by the Conqueror of Demons himself. Of the second—some have faded into obscurity, and others have eventually integrated into the rhythm of the mortal world, becoming part and parcel of Liyue’s prosperity. And as for the last group, they are the ones that appear most often in Chongyun’s Field Guide to Demons and Beasts. They are also… the easiest group to write entries for. Spirits of this kind are numerous, often unnamed, and—the appearance of new species is less easily disproven, if, say, one is forced to document imaginary demons because of their inability to encounter real ones.
Chongyun sighs.
a snippet from god knows where. this was supposed to be the start of a xiaoyun fic but it just turned into liyue worldbuilding exposition and i forgot how i was supposed to continue it, but i still like the way i wrote it, so here it is
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the-kipsabian · 8 months
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can it be called lazy breakfast if its 1pm and i have been awake for 12 hours orrrrr
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reginrokkr · 10 months
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400 icons later I'm finally done adding the tiny adjustments I settled for! In all honesty, doing this is exhausting as hecky but I'm also really happy because I've been wanting to do something like this for Dain for a very long time to no avail. But at the same time it's highly rewarding to me because graphic design is a passion of mine that I include as part of the RP experience and it's really invigorating to have a newfound inspiration that I lacked a while ago. The change in his icons isn't that big, but I'm still one to keep things somehow simple as to not distract from the main point of focus which should be him.
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nebulouscoffee · 1 year
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Thinking about Her... (my Dax fic I haven't updated since last July which I really need to bring back from the war)
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mishkakagehishka · 1 year
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So like. My literature notes just got interrupted because i had a new wip idea. Which is so funny to me personally bc you'll be reading notes on the specific genre that brought that divine inspiration on me, and in the margins OC name possibilities and titles to (re)read as my "models" and then right back to literature notes
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good morning!
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noxtivagus · 2 years
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IM LIKE IN A RLLY GOOD MOOD RN ITS A BIT FUNNY TO ME
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forcebookish · 7 months
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why is rearranging text during the editing process the most tedious thing in the world i hate it so much it makes my teeth itch
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