#idk yikes!

[utilitycaster]

"why should I get invested in shows if they'll just get canceled" I was deeply invested in Heroes (2006) and it was not canceled, it just got really terrible. I also got really invested in the sandwich I had a few weeks ago despite it only lasting like 15 minutes. You must embrace the ephemeral. You must be willing to love things that may not love you back, that might betray you, or that may die an untimely death. As the great philosopher Mr. Mitchell Lee Hedberg said "I'm not gonna stop doing something because of what happens at the end."

[annannjay]

little studies of the ofmd cast!

i either forgot how to or have never drawn these charas before so it was a much needed exercise!

[caszzine]

good night y’all😛

[hajihiko]

resist the sexy soup

While that episode was a pile of unfortunately on-brand MESS. Imagine remembering it.

[kari-go]

...buttefly!Chloe?

[yikesharringrove]

He doesn't talk anymore.

It was a jarring switch, and everyone still isn't used to Steve's persistent silence.

Because before, he was nearly as chatty as Dustin. Always trying to make the kids laugh, yelling at them and calling them shitheads (albeit lovingly).

He doesn't even laugh anymore.

His windpipe had been badly crushed by the demobat's tail wrapped snugly around his neck.

He had needed surgery.

Surgery that had only added to the lacerations and the keloid scars around on his neck.

And really, it's not that he can't talk.

He couldn't for awhile, and it still hurts sometimes.

But he doesn't fucking want to.

He has nothing left to say.

Because he had made peace with death.

Several times, actually. Throwing the burning bottles, being choked in a dried-out lake by a creature straight from his nightmares.

In fact, he had been mostly ready to venture into the sweet beyond since last summer.

His leg shook under the table, and he was staring at the silver ring on his thumb, spinning it around, and around.

He didn't really like when Robin left him alone at their donation table, she was much better at talking to the people that stopped by, bringing more clothes they didn't need, or coming to pick up something to replace what's been lost.

But Robin was doing her best to move on. Chatting up Vickie in some corner, somewhere.

A small cough got Steve's attention.

It was Susan. Hargrove. Mayfield? Did she go back to her previous name after her abusive husband left her with the corpse of his son?

"I found another box. I guess Maxine had been-" her eyes welled up, and Steve's hands stopped spinning the ring around his thumb. "Well, I think she kept some things of his."

Steve's hands shook as he stood up.

He knew Billy and Max had been much closer than they let on.

He knew Max missed Billy more than she could really express.

He opened the box.

Right on top.

It was that fucking jacket.

The brown leather one. The one that was older and softer, more worn than anything else Billy owned.

Because he loved it. Because he took care of it. Because it was his favorite.

And something in Steve broke a little, and he raised the jacket to his face, and he breathed in deeply. He didn't care who saw. He didn't care that Susan's face had gone pale and her tears had started falling for real.

"Oh."

He barely heard her voice over the blood rushing in his ears, the smell and the memories and don't fucking cry, Steven!

Susan closed the box up carefully. Steve finally lowered the jacket.

"I can put this in your car. So you can keep them. You deserve to-" she glanced down at his hands, and the silver ring, tarnished and glinting on his thumb. "keep them."

Steve brought his hand up to his wobbling chin, touching his fingertips gently under his lip, bringing his hand back down, palm up.

Thank you.

He hoped she got it. Understood the way she understood his tears.

She took his hand briefly.

"I wish we had met differently. I wish-well. I'm sure you wish the same thing."

Steve nodded. His leg had started shaking again, making his whole body tremble. He felt unsteady on his feet.

He fished his keys out of his pocket, handing them to Susan so she could take the box and tuck it in his trunk.

"You take care, then. You, you remember him well."

Steve nodded again, hot tears dripping off his chin.

Yes, ma'am. He wanted to say. I'll never forget him.

But,

he doesn't talk anymore.

[bardicbird]

Working on my own Disco Elysium skills! Individual art pieces and descriptions (in the style of the game) below the cut :]

DIALECTICS

Examine verbal landscapes. Get to the truth of the matter.

Cool for: Logicians, Philosophers, Asshole Devil’s Advocates

Dialetics urges you to look beyond the basics of conversation. It encourages you to discuss theories, truths and falsehoods, until you exhaust everyone around you with your sheer affinity for taking the most convoluted routes to your deductions—but, hey, it works! Those people are only *really* annoyed because you very accurately psychoanalyzed them.

At high levels, Dialectics will help you reason with even the most convoluted of situations. You will be an unstoppable detective, who may occasionally suffer from some unintended side effects such as: your brain and mouth moving too fast, overcomplicating little things, becoming an insufferable jerk, and joining your local debate team. With low levels of Dialectics, you’re going to have a difficult time seeing through both worldly and interpersonal deceptions. You may find yourself being taken advantage of. 

EVOCATION

Recall emotions and imagery. Paint complete pictures of the past. 

Cool for: Visualizers, Chronic Observers, Witnesses Of Crimes

Evocation allows you to call forth memories that may otherwise be lost in the recesses of your mind. Previous instances of sound, touch, taste, feeling, sight—all of these are at your beck and call: able to be summoned within and around you in a great miasma of experience. You will be able to relive important events, even those that were only mere seconds, and examine them closer to reveal what you couldn’t comprehend in the moment. 

At high levels, Evocation will help you reimagine scenes that may have happened years ago, lasted the length of a blink—or, perhaps, even allow you to picture memories that you were not present for. You will find yourself constantly transported to the past: a single whiff of a familiar perfume enough to completely derail your senses. With low levels of Evocation, you’re going to have a hard time remembering simple conversations and potentially important visual details. You will have to rely on others in such scenarios. 

BODY OF LAWS

Know your rights. Remember fun courtroom trivia. 

Cool for: Lawyers, Law-Evaders, Stick-In-The-Muds

Body Of Laws is responsible for your ability to follow the law at any given time—or don’t! Just because you know the rules doesn’t mean you have to play by them. Regardless, it certainly allows you to recall a, frankly, embarrassing amount of your government’s regulations, and may encourage you to ‘stay in your lane’, so to speak, regarding them. Governments aren’t the only entities that enact rules, though: you will also find yourself privy to understanding unspoken boundaries set by people, nature, and even your subconscious self.

At high levels, Body Of Laws will either make you an *extremely* insufferable goody-two-shoes, or a *wildly* effective cheat-of-the-system. You may end up feeling suffocated by all these restrictions you can so clearly see, causing you to become complicit with the movings of the machine—or potentially apathetic to why we need some of these restrictions in the first place. With low levels of Body Of Laws, you may find yourself accidentally violating boundaries you didn’t know existed—whether they be legal, personal, or cultural. 

[wormtitty]

relistening to the bright sessions and. when did they. hey when did they sneak ads for concealed carry at the end of some episodes.

[c-kiddo]

oh cad : ( asking bells hells to jsut "do what feels kind" when it comes to if theyre going to let the gods die or not

[emilyinsuits]

they were ALL OVER each other this episode (yes this is the hotchniss version of being all over each other 😭)

[galaxy-fleur]

Replaying RE4R, and I am once again thinking of how Leon just straight up murders a guy the moment he attacks. Like yeah, sure, he lunged at him with a weapon, there is a bloody badge of an officer, things are sketchy to say the least, but still. It all happens so fast, I doubt he actually had the time to fully put two and two together quite yet.

And you can't tell me that Leon, a trained agent, just overestimated the power of his kick on accident. That ↓

Was a pretty much deliberate kick. What's interesting is that in the OG RE4, he at least tells the ganado to freeze a good couple of times (or maybe once, I don't remember the specifics, but my point still stands) before actually proceeding to harm him. Remake Leon, meanwhile... just breaks his neck without a second thought.

And his reaction right after makes it... pretty obvious, honestly.

There is no strong reaction there to offing an old man in his home. Now, granted, he hears a scream right after, so it's not like he has much time to stand and ponder over what happened! But the only thing he says right after is: 'This is not good.' And, yeah, true, but we do know Leon is capable of expressing some level of distress over something he finds disturbing, and he proceeds to do that literally a few minutes later once you start exploring the village. So really, it's an interesting scene and a very intriguing way of introducing this hardened version of Leon we'll be playing as.

I wouldn't be thinking about this as much if not for the circumstances surrounding it. Not like Leon is aware that this man is infected with anything. Up until the moment he gets back up, he could be just some disturbed, paranoid old man or something. And he did just walk into someone's house. He's an intruder here, really. But the moment danger presents itself, he eliminates the threat without a second thought.

I think it speaks volumes of the past 6 years that passed for him, and how they shaped him. We don't know much of Leon's job: what it entails exactly, what kind of work he does on the daily, how the entire structure operates. And before the events of RE4, it's not like he was a well-known agent, if I remember correctly. It's his successful rescue of Ashley that got him high in the ranks. His status as a Racoon City survivor didn't do that. Throughout RE4R, we see him regain his humanity through the connections with other characters, going from the cold, robotic way he caries himself at the start of the game, to the determined, emotionally-invested man we later see carrying Ashley to Luis' laboratory.

It's very neat to think about! And while we all love Leon for his kind heart and his drive to save innocent lives, he is more than capable of violence, and that's an aspect of him I wish was talked about more. That neck break was definitely not the first one for him, just saying.

[fandomsnrambles]

Figured out Wu’s hair at last

Don’t ask me what hes wearing, decided he deserved some casual clothing and thought he’d be the type to wear oversized comfy clothing.

Anyway, his hair is so fluffy….

[yuwuta]

head spinning trying to think about angry!yuta (like gen1ly) how do you think he'd act? like he actually has a valid reason to be too but then what COULD possibly make him angry

he’s up there for being the absolute most terrifying when he’s angry, second only to satoru. there’s no getting through to him, he’s ruthless when he’s mad—not even violent, it’s just that he sees a very clear path to righting what’s wrong and he won’t deviate from it. he kind of has a one track mind, feels like he can’t rest until he’s carried out the vision in his head. he’s… almost warm when he’s angry? idk how to put this without a comparison: when satoru is genuinely angry he’s frigid, it’s a 180 from his usual bratty, light, bothersome demeanor and there is a sense of imminent danger about him; but when yuuta is angry, it’s warm. it’s almost inviting, so you wouldn’t know he’s truly upset until he’s too close and by then you’re getting burnt and it’s far too late. he’s apologetic, not for whoever he’s hurting, but because they made him resort to it… they’re both really suffocating but in slightly different way

canonically, his friends/loved ones being hurt or in danger are really the only moments when he’s shown genuine anger, so that’s probably one way to set him off. i’d imagine anyone posing a threat to you is an easy way to guarantee themselves a casket 😭 somehow, he’s kinda charming even when he is mad honestly…

[marzipanxx]

are ppl actually shipping jimmy and anya....

[hephaestiions]

day 13 of @hprecfest — a rare pair | previous recs

trine by toyourdetriment / @yiiiiiiiikes25 (teddy/draco/harry, E, 9.1k)

Teddy throws a match.

a great deal of horniness tinged with despair in various combinations. see also:

Harry’s in the fucking room with them, reverently watching Draco’s cock reshape his godson.

— incidentally an excellent & succinct summary of much of what happens. look,

i didn't even go here.

i would, however, follow @yiiiiiiiikes25 anywhere.

(2) has held me in excellent stead thus far; i do, in fact, go here now.

yikes' work consistently squeezes my arteries narrower (chest pain, breathlessness, palpitations et cetera) & trine is an erotic forcefield. their grip of voice is unmatched, brought about through some of the most nuanced characterisations i've seen; it produces my favourite kind of filth— thick, rich, specific. each permutation of this triad drips with its own crisis, its categorical thrust of desire, particularities of madness. draco's unrepentant, clawing want; teddy's sullen, grinding need; harry's moral hangups sublimating into animal urgency— i needed a drink and then several cigarettes about it.

trine is a masterclass in tension & climax, its style emulates stimulation/brink/explosion in a way that made me want to dissect it for craft. go for the porn, stay to salivate about draco calling teddy "edward" and return for the way yikes' writing is a cresting wave, for the blinking, startled exhilaration of reaching the shoreline & wanting to go again, again, again.

if you haven't read it yet, do yourself a favour today; if you have— well, do yourself a favour today! it's a recent work, but a timeless rec.

[jays-supersonic-dynamo]

yeah i got one more guys sorry. real image of lloyd next season